Chapter 7
Jeff Winger standing in front of Emilio (presumably) not drunk or maybe crazy enough to make things worse for himself he was about to speak when Annie saw him.
"This cannot end well." Emilio thought to himself
"Hi Jeff how have you been?" Annie said in a calm manner, trying not to look uncomfortable or make things even more awkward.
"I'm fine; I was in the neighborhood because I wasn't sure if Emilio had a ride." He said before adding "plus he left his apartment key behind so I'd figure I would give it to him."
"If you want, Jeff can stay and watch Gunmen with us it looks cheesy enough to make fun of, but at the same time might be good enough to have a cult following." Abed said from the couch as Rachel went to grab another soda from the kitchen.
"Yeah, I mean if you're not busy or anything right Jeff?" Annie said in hopes of him saying no while at the same time hoping he said yes.
"I can stay, I mean if that's not any trouble for you." He replied back
"Sabes que, how about he stays so can drive me home and watch this movie with us." Emilio said as a somewhat outside decision maker.
"Okay, do you want anything Soda? Pizza?" Annie said trying to be a good host
"Pizza is fine."
After the awkwardness that ensued of Annie giving Jeff his pizza everyone sat down and watched Gunmen, Abed and Rachel liked that it was a buddy cop movie even though it wasn't a buddy cop movie, but didn't understand the cameo's from the rappers in the film. Jeff thought it was an okay movie and that he could why it performed as it did Annie thought it was entertaining for the most part, but didn't like the part where the prostitute was riding Christopher Lambert.
"Well that's movie night thank you for coming Emilio and Jeff see you soon and have a safe drive." Abed said as he was gesturing them out the door (Rachel was spending the night with him)
"Alright see you later dude."
"Yeah, nice seeing you to Abed." Jeff said while looking at Annie who briefly smiled at him while returning the smile back.
"Maybe there is a chance." Jeff thought to himself as Emilio asked for his apartment keys, before getting into the Lexus.
"Man what was that about?" Emilio asked as Jeff was driving
"What?"
"Coming to the apartment outta nowhere and acting all awkward."
"Nothing, you just forget your keys and I'd figure I would give them to you."
"Suuuuuuuuuuuuuuuure and you're hopelessly in love with a girl who just so happens to be the person living at that apartment all I gotta say is that it took a lot of cojones to do what you did." Emilio said in a teasing manner
"Think whatever you want it doesn't really matter."
"True, but I think she's starting to warm up to the idea of you two all she asks me about is Jeff, Jeff, Jeff. How about hey Emilio how's the search for a new car coming along or how about have you found a job yet?"
"Really? She asks about me."
"Yeah ever since you've been gone dude all she asks me about is you."
Jeff let out a big yell inside the car, it was probably the happiest he's seen him all week though Emilio had to remind Jeff to take baby steps and that even the smallest screw up could send him back to square one.
"So be cool man, just be cool."
"I will."
"Promise?"
"I promise."
"Alright, because I don't wanna have to be carrying around your drunk ass I swear man you get more worse than this one rapper I know except when he gets drunk he decides to record a damn song." Emilio said in a half joking manner
And with that Jeff began playing the disc that Emilio had made a few days earlier and put it on track 7 which was Jurassitol by Filter.
Hey old man got something for you...
Change your mind gonna' make you take it
Your mistake is something you own
I'm the one who's gonna' take it
Hey old man got something for you!
Hey old man got a real good tip!
Something's wrong and you don't know it!
Emilio started rocking his head and noticing Jeff was singing along (maybe it was because of Jeff's own issues with his father that Britta explained when she visited with Shirley, apparently she took Jeff awhile back to go see him thinking it'd be therapeutic and cathartic only for it to end up with Jeff and his father getting into an argument about Jeff's mother and his half brother wanting to leave with Jeff.) That really didn't matter at the moment right now they were rocking out.
When will you learn?
I'm not your boy!
You don't look back
Why do I pick up your slack?
As they rode back they were singing to the words, when they arrived both of their voices were hoarse. As they got to their respective apartment's Jeff spoke up
"I'd appreciate it if you didn't tell anyone we sung together, it's just I have a reputation to keep." Jeff said with Emilio only chuckling and saying he wouldn't before giving him the peace sign and telling him goodnight.
Emilio changed into some sweatpants and a white shirt not knowing that his neighbor would have a long sleepless night.
Jeff's Apartment
He tried going to sleep (six times that he counted) and all he could think about was Annie and flashes of her came at him whenever he tried to sleep from her lips (he loved those lips especially when she over-did it with the Strawberry lipstick), her legs that seemed to go on for days.
"And she has a nice ass." Was another thought inside his head this time he thought about every aspect of her body before realizing that this was going to be a very long night.
He figured he'd watch a little bit of television (that helps with long sleepless night's right?) and what came on was some workout commercial with a bunch of beautiful women working out up and down, up and down.
"This isn't working at all." He thought to himself changing the channel only to find some sad romantic flick that he couldn't bother looking up the info about halfway through he started to doze off thinking about that one kiss so many years ago.
He can remember it just like it was yesterday, Jeff running away from having to choose between Britta or Slater, Annie deciding to stay in Greendale he can remember how they both hugged and how they both looked into each other's eyes as they leaned in to kiss each other and that long passionate exchange that ensued.
It was after that he became jealous of every guy that dated her or was interested in her, though he'd never admit it in front of anybody especially her.
"Don't worry Winger; I'm sure you're just confused what with being gay and all." He cringed at the voice that was behind him.
"Peirce what the hell are you doing here?" He turned to face the older man who was wearing those damned glasses and sitting in an oak chair looking like a Hugh Hefner wannabe
"You tell me Jeff, why am I here?" He asked with his own question
"I'm not sure."
"Well I think I know why it's because you're scared and your subconscious needed a strong male role model to help you."
"Whatever you say, you aren't real anyway"
"Well sure I am, I'm the one who's helping you."
"Helping with what exactly?"
"Helping you get with Annie, because it seems like you two honestly love each other and trust me when I say this after various failed marriages that when you find the one you never let them go no matter how stupid you are."
"Thanks for that motivational pep talk now if you could get out of my head." Jeff sarcastically said.
"Your sarcasm doesn't work here Jeff." Peirce said as they were now in Casa De AnnTroBed and it looked like a very familiar scene it was the group after getting kicked out of Greendale and seeing how he and Annie looked at each other.
"You know she loves you too, it's just that she's scared that you might not be able to open yourself up to her." Peirce said before showing Jeff another example.
"Do you remember this?" It was Annie trying to convince Jeff to join the Glee club's Christmas Pageant and how much they had fun doing it even though he was somewhat coerced into doing it.
"It was because she wore that damn Santa costume."
"Sure, let's say that." Peirce playfully nudged Jeff.
"Or how about when you two went on that night school conspiracy trip."
"Last I checked you weren't there."
"I'm a figment of YOUR imagination Jeff so I can see whatever I want to see or what you want me to see, anyway let's continue on." They voyaged deeper into Jeff's mind until they saw a door marked "Restricted"
"Well what's this?"
"I don't know it's probably nothing I think I want to wake up now." Jeff said trying to brush it off and completely ignore what was behind that door
"Are you scared Jeff? Are you scared of what's behind this door?" Peirce asked with strange sense of sincerity in his voice
"Yes."
"But why?"
It was then Jeff woke up and after that there was no way he could go back to sleep.
"Damn it"
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Meanwhile
Casa De Annbed
2:59AM
Annie was having sleeping troubles as well, thinking about Jeff most of the night had caused her to toss and turn occasionally grabbing her stuffed animals from the closet to comfort her through the night.
She didn't want to turn on the TV, because that would wake up Abed and Rachel and they would ask what was wrong and she'd deny anything was wrong, and they'd be suspicious though wouldn't say anything to be nice about it.
She began thinking about Jeff
"He's so cute when he's sad" Was the first thought that popped up in her head. Shrugging it off another thought popped into her head.
"We really would be good for each other." Almost as if her brain was trying to convince her that her and Jeff should be together and that's when she tried to go to sleep, that's when everything really started to get real.
"Where am I? And why is it so dark." Annie said to herself
"I don't know you tell me seems we're in your head." A familiar voice said she turned around and it was Troy.
"TROY!" she ran up and hugged her friend
"I know it's good to see you too, though I feel like I should tell you that since I'm a figment of your imagination, I can't tell you about the awesome stories of sailing around the world with Levar Burton."
"Okay, but why are you here?"
"I guess to help you figure out that your feelings for Jeff aren't all that weird, since you're making them weird."
"How am I making them weird?"
"Well since Jeff and Britta broke off their engagement you've been acting weird and when he confessed his love for you, you completely shut him out." Troy said almost in a bored fashion
"Also why are you looking for new roommates?" he asked getting off topic
"Because I need to pay the rent and all the utilities, Troy and if you're going to ask no I'm not charging Abed secretly."
"Cool, so you wanna take a trip into your head?"
"Whatever sure."
The first stop they went was to when Peirce's half-brother had trapped the group inside that 8-bit video game created by Cornelius Hawthorne.
"Why do you think Jeff kept coming back for you?"
"I don't know why did he?"
"Because he cares about what happens to you both in real life and in a video game created by Peirce's racist dad who wore a weird toupee."
"Alright where else are we going?"
"You and him played Hot Lava together right?"
"Yeah, but we got beaten."
"Do you think he cared about that?"
"Did he?"
"No, if you want to believe it or not he just enjoyed being around you just like I'm sure you like being around Jeff am I right?"
"Yeah, but it's not that simple Troy, but who's to say me dating Jeff doesn't work out and we end up hating each other?"
"That'll never happen, because you honestly like being around each other even when you're mad at each other or goofing off."
That's when Annie also arrived at a door which said "Do Not Enter: Personnel Only."
"What's behind this door?" Troy asked
"I don't know." Obviously hiding something from him
"I know you're lying because your voice just went up like two notches."
"No I'm not; I think I want to wake up."
"Whatever you say." Troy clapped his hands
She woke up to see her clock it said 3:01 AM, she felt like crying she had gotten only two minutes of sleep she sighed and turned on her laptop she decided maybe some schoolwork could help her get her mind off things.
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A few hours later
It was about eight in the morning when Emilio had woken up when he got a text from Britta.
Britta: Hey! Remember how you said you got your license the week you came here and you were looking for a car?
Emilio: Yeah…..sure
Britta: Well I know a guy who works at my bar, says he's willing to sell you his car.
Emilio: how much?
Britta: 1,500$
Emilio: What's the car?
Britta: I think it's a 1996 Impala (at least that's what I think he said).
Emilio: Alright how about you pick me up I want to meet the dude.
Britta: Sure, I'll swing by around nine.
Emilio: Cool see you then.
Meanwhile Jeff was in his apartment after not having falling asleep after whatever the hell that was with imaginary Peirce. He looked completely disheveled just as the sun was hitting his window he felt his eyes burn, he didn't want to jog, he didn't want to work out he just wanted to stay in his bed and stare at the wall.
That's when he heard someone entering (must have been Emilio since they had become chummy they had keys to each other's apartment's)
"Hey Jeff you awake man?"
"Yeah" he groggily said, attempting to pretend like he didn't have a completely sleepless night with some weird dream involving a dead friend.
"Just wanted to let you know Britta found me a ride, if you wanna come with?"
"I'm good you just go make sure it's not a piece of crap." Jeff jokingly said to Emilio
"Hopefully she doesn't Britta it." As the young man chuckled asking if he used that in the proper structure, to which Jeff said yes.
"You okay dude? You look like hell." Emilio asked him
"Yeah, just need some sleep."
"Alright homie, if you need something hit me up." Jeff nodded as Emilio went back next door to possibly get ready.
"Whatever that was last night, I really don't need that again I just want to be with her, no drama, no complications, just being happy with Annie is all I want."
That's the end of Chapter 7, boy did it get real up in there anyway this chapter just kinda ran away from me with the whole dream part, but I hoped you enjoyed the cameo's from Troy and Peirce (might have one of them appear in the flesh soon, let me know what you think) Peace.
PS-The rapper Emilio referenced earlier on was The Game, known for making songs when gets drunk such as "Start From Scratch" and "The Doctor's Advocate"
