She turned around, knowing what to expect.
Except she didn't see what she was going to expect.
Kurt.
And Quinn, together.
"Rachel, we both know how destroyed you must be. Trust me- I know distraught. I experienced a little bit of it myself." Quinn rubbed her pregnant belly, but with pride.
"And being gay, it sort of limits your choices in relationships. So I know what it's like to feel love has abandoned you."
Rachel nodded away her tears.
"But Rachel, you haven't even given him a chance to explain. He is literally dying on the inside in their- he doesn't understand why you won't stay and why you just left. Did you not see how much he was crying?"
"I did, Quinn. But everytime I see his face I see my nightmares- of him telling me it's over, that I am not good enough for him, that he never really loved me. "
"What?"
And then, Jesse decided to intervene himself.
Looking as gorgeous as ever.
His hair messed up, probably through running his hands through his hair over and over .
His face and eyes still red- with a sniffily nose.
"Are you serious Rachel? You still don't trust me with your heart? I gave you all of my heart and soul, Rachel. I gave you everything of me. EVERYTHING OF ME. And you still don't see how much I love you. Look, I lost my virginity to you. THERE! I SAID IT! I am saying it out loud now. I never had sex with anyone else, because I got burned so badly. And no, I don't want to talk about it. But what I do want, is for you to look me in the eye, and tell me that you know I love you, because I do! Everyone in the whole damn Lima district knows I do. Except for you, apparently. And if you can't tell me that, then I don't know what to do about it."
He walked away, rubbing his eyes. And Rachel ran.
She ran and ran.
Towards him. She leapt onto him, and she gripped her arms around his neck.
"I love you. I love you. I know you love me now. I was just hurt because you didn't seem to want to talk to me. After the thing. You know- I can't even say it anymore. Please...just listen ah-"
She broke down. She crumpled up in the middle of the hallway. And cried her soul out.
She felt herself being lifted.
Cradled to a chest, so warm and tender.
To hear his heart beating again, was all she need to smile. Smile and cry.
She ruined his shirt, of course. But he continued to tell her all the things he wrote down to say to her while his internet wasn't working.
He was going to write a massive email when he got home again, but he decided to say it in person instead.
He also told her, on the way to the car, that he loved her cover of Again. He said he liked it acoustic better.
Then, he sat down in the car, and placed her head on his lap. He turned the key, and drove out of there.
"Jesse- where are we going?"
"We, Rachel- are going to New York. "
...
OH NEW YORK!
So...you likeeeee?
I likeeeeee.
Anyway, if you type a few words (positive, hopefully) about this stuff, I will write maybe thousands of more words? Yes? No?
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XOXO Mr Palmer.