I don't own any of the characters from glee.
Jesse St. James was not an average person.
There was not an ordinary bone in his body. He kept his body fit, his knowledge base was wide and his talent surpassed others his age. Jesse St. James was a larger than life person who always had and answer to everything. He was quick to respond, and he had a clever wit that no on could match. Whenever he was in trouble he found a way out, whenever he wanted something he got it because he knew what he had to do to get it. So that is why it didn't make sense for him to be walking back and forth in his living, in deep thought and absolutely befuddled. He heard someone walk into the room but he didn't stop pacing.
The person cleared his throat and Jesse recognized who it was, his father. 'Jesse, son, what are you doing?'
'Pacing.' He said quickly.
'Oh. Why?' He asked confused.
'I need to think clearly.'
Jesse's father choked on his coffee and stared at his son. He was pacing, because he was conflicted. His wife walked into the room and smiled at her husband and then turned to look at her son. She ran over to her husband quickly.
'What's wrong with him?' She whispered into her husbands ear.
'He's confused. So he's pacing.' He told her just as confused as his son was.
'Pacing?' She questioned dubiously. He nodded with his eyebrows raised and Jesse's mom shook her head.
'Jesse? Darling what's wrong?' She asked her son slowly.
Jesse, who was talking to himself in his mind didn't hear his mother ask her question. All he heard was the voice in his head that was telling him what he had to do. Now it sounds weird that he was hearing a voice in his head. But the voice were more along the lines of his consciousness. And his consciousness had no answers for him at all. It didn't give him any clues, it didn't give him any confidence. It was blank.
Jesse's mother repeated the question she asked before more loudly. Jesse heard her and his head snapped up quickly.
'Nothings wrong mother.' He said with a smile in his voice and went back to thinking.
'Then why are you pacing?' She asked bemused.
'Pacing is good mother. It helps clear your mind. It helps you concentrate.' Jesse stopped moving and stood still in front of his parents. They looked at each other and Jesse recognized the look they sent each other. 'Oh what is it now? Mother? Father?'
Jesse's mothers eyebrow furrowed and she fumbled for word. 'Its-Its nothing dear. Only that you never need to clear you or concentrate. You just know things. And to see so thrown off balance its...well its disturbing.'
Jesse took a deep breath and frowned. It was noticeable. He was so good at hiding things from his parents. It was one of the bonuses of being a good actor. But he couldn't contain his feelings when it came to Rachel. He was sure Rachel would be his one weakness. His Achilles heel. Might as well tell them. He thought defeated.
'Its about a girl.' He said in a low voice looking down at his hands.
'A girl!' His mother cried out happily. 'Who?'
'What does she look like?' His father asked.
'Oh that doesn't matter. Jesse, who is she she?' She commanded him to tell her.
'Rachel Berry.' He said in a dreamy voice. He missed her. He missed her so much. But of course Jesse couldn't let anyone see how he truly felt.
'Berry? As is Hiram and Leroy Berry? Perhaps she their daughter they are always talking about. I saw a picture of her was only twelve but still, she was a beauty. Oh and they said she was talented too. We go into a bit of a fight talking about you and her. I think we never really finished it. It would have been nice to see if you were more talented or if she was. Darling, maybe we should call the Berry's, invite them to dinner. Jesse has never met them. It would be so fun.' She finally finished with a happy smile on her lips.
'The Berry's are on the board with us.' Jesse's father said answering his unspoken question. Jesse nodded, understanding.
'Mom why are you suddenly excited? You only babble when your excited.' Jesse asked curiously.
'Because Jesse- you met a girl.' She told him as if were the most obvious thing in the world. Because it was. Jesse was hopelessly in love. Why else would he be pacing back and forth, why would he try and cover up his emotions feebly. 'And you are acting just like your father did when we were younger?'
Jesse looked at his parents quizzically. 'What?'
They didn't answer his question instead Jesse's mom looked lovingly at her husband of twenty years and smiled at the warm memories they had together. When he was young nervous boy and when she was a young naive girl. She looked back her, remembering, still, the love they shared that lasted this long. A love that gave them wealth, a wonderful home and a handsome son. It might not have been a Romeo and Juliet relationship but it was still love. Not epic, towering heart wrenching love but sweet and innocent. He tore his eyes away from his wife and looked at his son.
'Tell me about her.' Jesse's father asked him really wanting to know about this mystery girl. Jesse told them everything about Rachel and he even told them about the whole Vocal Adrenaline incident. He didn't look at their face's when he told them, for fear that he might feel even more guilty than he already felt.
'She sounds lovely. But Jesse she's exactly like you?' Jesse's mother asked a bit fearfully. Jesse nodded and his father asked the same question with even more fear in his voice. Jesse again nodded, but his brow furrowed and his lips pulled down.
'Why is that hard to believe?'
'Honey its not hard to believe. It's just that I don't want to believe that it's true.' She said as sweetly as possible.
'Ouch.' Jesse whispered. He didn't quite understand what that meant. But he was sure it wasn't compliment.
'I'm sure your mother means what I think she means. She means you are who you are Jesse and you are an egotistical, self absorbed young man. It takes very much to please son. I just think that you are going to have a lot of trouble trying to win her heart back, just like she would have a lot of trouble trying to win your heart back if she ever had to.' Jesse's father told him in a calm voice.
'Ugh! Your kidding me right?' Jesse asked, although he knew it was all true because he really was a coincided guy. 'That's terrible. Then that means I have no chance at all of getting Rachel back.'
'No no no no no no! Jesse, honey! You still have a chance.' His mother told him throwing her arms about like a wild woman.
'Son you always have another chance when it comes to love.' His father said in a cool voice. Jesse looked at his dad with an ounce of respect. He was right and Jesse knew it. Jesse knew that if he ever wanted to be with Rachel he had to get his confidence back. The confidence that he had when he met her and he had to believe that he still had a chance even if he didn't. He looked up to thank them but the spot where they were was now empty. He turned around and wondered where they had gone.
'Jesse?' Jesse's head snapped up and looked out his fathers whose head was sticking in the living room. 'Watch any romantic movie from the 1980's or 1990's. Maybe that'll give you some insight to what you should do. Oh and remember any little romantic gesture is beautiful, but so is a very big one. Don't forget to treat her like a star.' He told his son and winked at him quickly.
'Okay. Thanks dad.' Jesse watched as his dad left the room his words lingering in the air. "...treat her like a star."
Any movie from the 1980's or 1970's. You got it. Jesse thought as he got up and walked out of his house. He got into his car and drove down to the video store. His dad was right he did need insight and he wasn't sure who was going to help him. Or what movie was going to help him.
'Why won't she stop listening to those depressing songs?' Kurt asked rolling his eyes a bit after he came back Rachel's room.
Quinn eyed him, rocking baby Beth in her arms softly. 'Because Kurt, she embarrassed herself in front of a bunch of people. She thinks she broke her own heart and she believes that she is never going to get another chance at love ever again. Plus she's just like every single girl in the planet, we listen to songs like this and it kind of helps us through the pain.'
Kurt already knew all of this but feigned understanding. 'Ah! I see...but we need to get ready for this party. I mean glee just got back together. Shouldn't we all be jumping for joy.''
'But she didn't get back together with Jesse, so she shouldn't be jumping for joy.' Mercedes said as she rummaged through the fridge looking for a drink. And although Rachel was as unhappy as any other person in the world. The rest of glee club was ecstatic, of course they pitied her but glee wasn't ending. They were all still a family and that was enough to make everyone as happy as any other person in the world.
'But it's been five day's.' Puck complained as he waggled his finger in front of Beth's face.
'Shut up Puckerman. Let her grieve.' Santana snapped at him with a fierce look on her face.
'It's not like someone died. But sorry I insulted your girlfriend.' He retorted. 'No offense Hudson.'
Finn smiled. 'No problem dude. But could you imagine Rachel and Santana together.' All of the boys, aside from Kurt, nodded and thought of disgusting images.
''Perverts...'
'Ugh.'
'You guys are dogs.'
'And you know it.' Matt said.
'Oh shut up.' Mercedes snarled at him.
'Make me!' He said.
'Guy's calm down. Do you want me to get Rachel?' Quinn asked.
'No don't get her. She needs time.' Tina said shyly
'Oh she needs to get over it.' Kurt said throwing his arm out.
'I don't agree with that.' Santana said. 'I think she needs-'
Rachel, who had been watching from the doorway, looked at her new friends and smiled brightly. They had all gotten over their differences after Rachel's little confession from the heart. They all became friends and realized they always had been but been too blinded by hate and jealously that they never saw what great relationships they would share. Drunk Rachel certainly made and impact on everyone, they saw what vulnerability Rachel had, they saw that she wasn't an irritating know it all...she was just another teenager. She wanted love, she wanted to be accepted and wanted friends. Just like the rest of them did.
Yes drunk Rachel made an impact on everyone. Everyone but the one person she truly wanted. She sighed and watched her friends and their mindless bickering over her well being. She walked into the room. And lightly slammed her hand on the kitchen table.
'Guys. You guys can stop now I'm out of my room.' Rachel told them sarcastically. 'See. Perfectly fine.' She pointed down at her body. Although she thought she was perfectly fine, she actually looked sleep deprived and hungry.
The all peered at the others expressions and Rachel felt like something was wrong. 'What is it?' She asked warily.
'Nothing.' They all murmured lowly. Mike and Matt looked at Finn and Puck who placed their finger over their mouth motioning for them to stay quiet. Santana gave them death glares so deadly they didn't dare voice their thoughts.
Rachel felt a flame of anger rise up inside of her and she asked for Beth before she began on one of her angry tirades. She took Beth and sang to her sweetly while the rest of the glee club looked at her as she walked away, surprised that she didn't begin to yell at them.
'Do you think she's drunk?' Finn asked them quietly.
Brittany stared at him in shock. 'She's just a baby.'
They rolled their eyes. 'Not Beth, Rachel.' Artie told her nicely. Brittany nodded and smiled knowingly. Meanwhile, Rachel, who was still holding Beth, had finished her song and was now speaking to her softly.
'...And that's why you should only fall in love when your ready. And it should be with someone who loves you just as much as you love him...or her. It doesn't matter. Believe me Beth love is a complicated feeling, it almost feels like your flying. Although you don't know what that means do you? No you don't. Because you are just a baby. But you are the most beautiful, special baby in the world. And if you ever need help in the future with any pestering men, I will be there, along with your parents and uncles and aunts. I promise.'
But the discussion was short lived because Kurt had walked into the room and forced Rachel into the shower. They had an hour before Mr. Shue, Miss. Pillsbury and their parents arrived and the house was still not decorated. The boys complained that the Berry household was too big and they couldn't possibly finish decorating in an hour. But the girls did not listen and talked on and on about new baby clothes for Quinn. And new clothes for Rachel too.
'Ladies!' Kurt sang from Rachel's room. 'We will be in need of your assistance.' The girls squealed in anticipation and ran up the stairs to go help pick out Rachel's outfit. The boys groaned as they saw the girls leave, picking out outfits was a terrible excuse to get out of decorating.
'What do you think of this one?' Kurt asked Rachel leading her to her full length mirror.
Rachel looked like a Goddess. She had on a flowing pale pink dress and matching hells. Her make up was natural and her hair was pulled up into a messy bun.
'Wow.' She whispered.
'You like it then?' Kurt smiled triumphantly and turned to Quinn who gave him a thumbs up.
'Wow.' Was all that Rachel said.
'I'll take that as a yes.' Kurt hugged Rachel's shoulders. 'Your welcome.' He said into her ear. Rachel came out of her daze and placed a hand on Kurt's hand.
'Thank you.' Rachel said to him in a grateful tone.
Kurt smiled and pulled Rachel grabbed him and Quinn up from her bed. They all stood in a small circle holding each other gently. The party was already going on downstairs and they wanted to head down and have fun but not before they all shared a brief hug. Kurt pulled away first and pushed his bangs away from his face. He opened his mouth to say something but was interrupted by a familiar musical beat that he heard before on many occasions. Rachel's ears perked up. This song was one she had listened to whenever she was at ballet practice. And the older people downstairs knew this song very well.
It wasn't until they all heard the voice that sang that they understood who it was for.
'We're here Jess.' Arnold the St. James's limo driver said. Jesse looked outside his tinted window and took a deep breath.
'We are? Huh? Should I be feeling this way? I feel...feel...nervous. Should I do this Arn?' Jesse asked him skeptically. His breathing was rapidly quickening and his face paled.
'Yeah of course Jess. It's a classic. Besides what are you afraid?'
Jesse looked up at him with wild eyes. He felt his forehead get clammy and revealed to him what his fears were. 'I'm afraid that I'll fail miserably. I'm afraid that she'll reject me. I'm afraid that she will laugh in my face. And I'm mostly afraid of losing her again.' He said it all in one breath, Arnold was afraid he might pass out.
'Kid? Either you do this or I'll do it for you.' Arnold said seriously but with a playful smile on his face.
'Okay okay. It's now or never right, roll it down Arn.' Arnold smiled at him and opened the sun roof. He watched as Jesse stood up with red roses and a huge boom box in his hands. 'Good luck kid.' He said under his breath and pulled up to the front of the house.
Jesse counted to ten under his breath when he got to one he hit play and the top of the limo at the same time, giving Arnold the signal to play they CD. The boom box wasn't loud enough so he needed the limos stereo as well, Jesse didn't want to strain his voice so he installed a microphone into the limo too. The music began to play and Jesse set the roses on the roof and pushed the boom box above his head.
'Don't forget Jesse. You're doing it for Rachel.' He told himself and began to sing into the microphone near his mouth.
love I get so lost, sometimes
days pass and this emptiness fills my heart
when I want to run away
I drive off in my car
but whichever way I go
I come back to the place you are
By this time Rachel had made her way to her window. She saw Jesse standing out of a limo holding a boom box, with flowers and a white navy uniform of some sorts. She looked down at him, her feelings were in a jumble. She felt a lump in her throat and tears in her eyes. Rachel saw him. And heard him. And if it there was any explanation to why he was to doing this, Rachel thinks she had the answer. But she didn't trust her heart. Her head told her that this was just some cheesy apology, that Jesse wasn't really hers and she wasn't his. Because that didn't exist. Two people couldn't be made for each other, they had to fight through fire and ice to be with the one they loved. They had to work on the relationship. Soulmates did not exist. There was no way you could trust someone enough to be their other half. But Rachel was starting to think that maybe she was wrong.
all my instincts, they return
and the grand facade, so soon will burn
without a noise, without my pride
I reach out from the inside
in your eyes
the light the heat
in your eyes
I am complete
in your eyes
I see the doorway to a thousand churches
in your eyes
the resolution of all the fruitless searches
in your eyes
I see the light and the heat
in your eyes
oh, I want to be that complete
I want to touch the light
the heat I see in your eyes
love, I don't like to see so much pain
so much wasted and this moment keeps slipping away
I get so tired of working so hard for our survival
I look to the time with you to keep me awake and alive
and all my instincts, they return
and the grand facade, so soon will burn
without a noise, without my pride
I reach out from the inside
in your eyes
the light the heat
in your eyes
I am complete
in your eyes
I see the doorway to a thousand churches
in your eyes
the resolution of all the fruitless searches
in your eyes
I see the light and the heat
in your eyes
oh, I want to be that complete
I want to touch the light,
the heat I see in your eyes
in your eyes in your eyes
in your eyes in your eyes
in your eyes in your eyes
Quinn and Kurt looked at each other wearily both of them were thinking the same think. What in the world was Jesse doing? As did the rest of the glee cub thought as they made their way out of Rachel's house. Neighbors that had heard the song walked out on the streets to hear Jesse sing and although it was Rachel's song, Jesse didn't mind the growing crowd. Now it was his turn to make a fool out of himself.
'Hi.' He said too quietly so he spoke up. 'Hello' He tried again. Some people laughed but Jesse didn't mind.
Rachel stared down at him and smiled weakly. 'Hi.' She half screamed since Jesse was so far away. Her face puckered in confusion and she asked a question that was on her mind. 'What are you wearing?'
Jesse glanced down at his outfit and chuckled nervously. 'I got it from a movie. Three movies actually.' Rachel nodded and asked which ones they were, even though she already knew. Say Anything, Pretty Woman and An Officer and a Gentleman.'
Rachel nodded awkwardly and opened her mouth to apologize for how she acted at the party but Jesse cut her off. 'Rachel stop. I need to tell you something. Something that you are going to find hard to believe and difficult to understand but i must tell you.' He didn't wait for Rachel's reply and continued talking. 'I wasn't sent to spy on you I was sent to lead you to her.' He said not wanting to say Shelby's name in front of Rachel' fathers. 'But I fell in love with you Rachel. I fell in love. I never knew I could, I didn't know how to. But you came into my life and you didn't become my star. You became my sun. I felt alive. I opened my eyes and saw the world for what it was. I learned how to really sing. I learned how to breath Rachel. You are the only thing in the world that can give me what I really need to live. I need your love Rachel.'
'Need you to just want me as much I want you. Because I miss you too. I miss everything you gave to me, even if it was a simple smile wink. I miss you. I care about you, and I want and need you. And I love you.' He whispered softly
Rachel had tears streaming down her face but Jesse didn't know if it was a good sign or not. 'Don't think of this confession as misleading slander. This is all the truth Rachel. I won't lie to you. I promise I will not ever lie to you again. I love you too much to ever let you leave out of my life ever again. And I don't know if you'll take me Rachel but I will spend the rest of my life trying to make it up to you.I love you Rachel. I've been too blind to see it Rachel but I've loved you since the beginning, I always have and I always will.'
He memorized the surprised look on her face as he told her this and tried to keep her beauty and radiance locked away in his mind just in case Rachel rejected his heart.
Rachel glared at him, if looks could kill. 'How can I trust you?' She yelled out to him. 'How?' She demanded angrily.
'I don't know. I honestly don't know. But I want you to know that I will never give up please. I have nothing, nothing to lose...without you. Please Rachel tell me you still love me. Tell me I still have a chance. Please.' Jesse looked up at her with sad eyes. They began to glisten with tears when he saw Rachel turn away from him. It wasn't enough. Jesse hurt her too much. She was never going to forgive him. Jesse looked around and watched as everyone looked at him with sympathetic eyes. He wiped his away his tears and fell back into the limo.
'Hey kid I'm sor-' Arnold began but Jesse cut him off.
'No. It's fine I should have known she wouldn't have cared. I broke her heart.'
'Yeah but you poured you're heart out, and you went to all this trouble. How could she just not care?'
'It's her choice Arn. But I'm not kidding, I'm going to fight for her even if it means staying here. I might not be her soulmate. But she's mine.' Jesse took off his microphone and began to cry softly.
Meanwhile, Rachel, who was debating on whether letting Jesse leave or going too him heard this. She listened as her practically gave up his future for her. And she realized that she could trust Rachel, because he was her soulmate. She saw that now. And soulmate's were the same person, just waiting for their other half to come to them. And Rachel trusted herself and if she could trust herself, she could trust Jesse. He was willing to give up everything be with Rachel. Showing that he trusted Rachel with everything that he was. Rachel could trust Jess, or at least she could learn to trust him.
Kurt and Quinn were consulting Rachel when she ran out of the room, shocking them both. She ran down her stairs pushing past her friends and family.
'Jesse! Jesse! Wait!' She yelled off the top of her lungs. She ran towards the limo before it drove away. Jesse opened the door and looked at Rachel absolutely astonished that she was standing before him.
'Rachel!' He said with a smile. His voice seethed with joy and happiness. But he suddenly felt a sharp pain on his cheek. Rachel had slapped him. She stood before him fuming.
'You're stupid. You hurt me and y-you're stupid' She said, her face hard as stone, then it faded and became the look of an angel. 'But I love you. We can make this work. I know we can. I mean I'm Rachel Berry and you're Jesse St. James. We can do anything we want.' Jesse stepped toward Rachel, a grin was a on his lips that he couldn't control, and he leaned in to kiss her but she put a finger over his lips. He felt a wave of rejection flow through him but it went away after she smiled warmly at him. 'I'm not done. I know this is going to sound cheesy but...You had me at Hello' She told him choking up.
Jesse smiled even more brightly, if that was even possible, remembering the song she sang with him and the corny love quote from one of the movies he watched. He lifted her carefully into his arms bridal style and kissed her sweetly and tenderly on the lips.
Hope you like it please review.
By the way one more chapter. Just so you know it's going to be short, not as long as the chapters before it.
The cheesy quote Rachel used was from Jerry Maguire.
All of the movies i used for this chapter are really good, I recommend them.
