A/N: Chapter Three! No Jesse in this chapter, sorry.
But it will get a glimpse of Puck, Finn (Ugh) and Mike.
So please review, it makes Jon Groff happy!
"Awesome party."
"Cute as girls, right Finn?"
"I'd say. I gave one of them my number. I wonder if she'll call me?"
"Probably not. Everyone there was smashed."
"You're just saying that cos none of them fancied you."
"Hey! That is so not true. Chicks dig me."
The boys of glee rambled on, the conversation ranging from girls to booze. But I soon lost interest. It was mostly a petty arguement between Finn and Puck about one girl they had seen, one that none of us had recognised from primary school.
Then I got an unpleasent feeling in my stomach, one that I knew all to well.
"Uh oh. Berry's off again."
"She really can't hold down her drink, can she?"
I raced up the stairs, into the Chang's bathroom. I made it just in time.
When I was done, I stayed there, staring at the contents of my stomach swirling in the porcelian bowl. Usually Finn or Mike had come with me and held my hair back as I vomited, but I guess this must be about the 18th time. So now I was pretty much alone, unless Puck wanted to come and help me, which was pretty unlikely.
I got up and rinsed my mouth, then washed my hands and stared at myself in the mirror.
I looked awful. My hair was sticking to the sweat on my face, and my eyes looked tired with great purple bags underneath them.
I was trying not to think of the reason I let the three boys take me to the party. After all, there wasn't much point, was there? He was probably halfway across the country by now. Maybe even with a new girlfriend.
That thought hurt me more than I would've liked. It had been months now, so any normal person would've moved on.
But I had never been normal. So it was bound to be harder, wasn't it?
I decided not to go back downstairs. My bag was in Mike's room, so I went in and grabbed my I-pod. Then I turned up the volume and pressed shuffle.
Say you're sorry
That face of an angel
Comes out just when you need it to
As I paced back and forth all this time
Cause I honestly believed in you
I nearly pressed next. I wasn't really a big fan of Taylor Swift at the moment - the lyrics seemed much to meaningful. But something stopped me, and I kept on listening.
Holding on
The days drag on
Stupid girl,
I should have known, I should have known
Huh. I was a stupid girl to let him into my heart. Me and Taylor Swift would probably get along pretty damn well.
I'm not a princess, this ain't a fairy tale
I'm not the one you'll sweep off her feet,
Lead her up the stairwell
This ain't Hollywood, this is a small town,
I was a dreamer before you went and let me down
Now it's too late for you
And your white horse, to come around
I don't know why I cared so much, after I had been given half a year to forget. But I guess, I was terrified at the idea of forgetting him. He had been the best thing that ever happened to me - until he went and threw eggs at me.
Baby I was naive,
Got lost in your eyes
And never really had a chance
My mistake, I didn't know to be in love
You had to fight to have the upper hand
I had so many dreams
About you and me
Happy endings
Now I know
But I knew I would always love him. Nothing could change that.
I'm not a princess, this ain't a fairy tale
I'm not the one you'll sweep off her feet,
Lead her up the stairwell
This ain't Hollywood, this is a small town,
I was a dreamer before you went and let me down
Now it's too late for you
And your white horse, to come around
Jesse and I might meet again, someday. Most likely Broadway. His words rang in my head.
Did he really mean it when he said that me being on Broadway was inevitable?
Maybe. Maybe not.
But it couldn't have all been real, could it?
And there you are on your knees,
Begging for forgiveness, begging for me
Just like I always wanted but I'm so sorry
Cause I'm not your princess, this ain't a fairytale
I'm gonna find someone someday who might actually treat me well
This is a big world, that was a small town
There in my rearview mirror disappearing now
And its too late for you and your white horse
Now its too late for you and your white horse, to catch me now
A small voice in the back of my head was telling me something. Could it have been real at all? Or was everything a ploy to destroy the competition?
Then I realised something. He can't have been destoring the competition. Vocal Adrenaline could destroy everyone without having to transfer the lead to another school.
So what was he doing? What else could have made him do something as big as that?
Not what. Who.
And there was only one person who could have done that. Someone who had the power to make Jesse hurt me, break my heart, break my Glee club in the process.
My mother. It had been her fault. Jesse had broken my heart under her instructions.
I ran back to the bathroom, throwing up all over again.
But my headphones were still in my ears, blasting the music, and I had not strength left to rip them out.
So I lay there, silent tears flowing down my face.
How could she have done this?
Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa
Try and catch me now
Oh, it's too late
To catch me now .
A/N: Like it? Pretty dramatic huh?
Well, not really. I know Rachel might be overreacting btu remember, her heart was crushed and it was ALL HER MOTHERS FAULT! Well, sort of.
Anyway, reviews are greatly accepted! (I'm not sure how correct my english is. lol)
I need 5 reviews at least for my next chapter.
It will have Jesse in it...
