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Ch 10

"What's wrong, Jonny?" Rachel asked.

"Read this," he said as he passed his blackberry to Rachel, who read the text and said, "Oh shit."

Hey Kid heard you're in town give me a call Love, Mom

"What is it?" Bree asked, worried. Rachel handed her the phone and she read the message. "What are you going to do?"

"Nothing. I'm just going to ignore her."

"Joe, get real," Bree told him, using his middle name.

"This is me getting real. I don't want to talk to her or see her, so I'll just ignore her."

"Ignoring your problems won't make them go away. Trust me I would know."

"You don't know anything, so stop acting like you understand because you don't," Jonathan told her, and the moment the words were out of his mouth he regretted it.

"Bree, I'm," he started to say but she interrupted him.

"Don't bother," she said, looking him straight in the eye. "You can be a real asshole sometimes. I'm going for a walk, don't follow me," she said, grabbing her bag and storming out the door.

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Bree Danvers stormed out of her house fuming, how dare he? If anyone understood about parents who don't really care or are never there, it was her. She and Richard had grown up without their father caring about them or their mother. Her father was a real piece of work; always gone on business trips, missing birthdays etc. At first her mother put up with that because he was working most of the time…and then it happened. Her mother discovered he had been cheating on her for a long time, so she packed everything up and her dad came home to divorce papers and an empty house. She was about 7 years old and Rick was 8. Their mother got everything, the house, the money, them because of the pre-nup agreement, and their dad didn't really pay much attention to them after that. It was one of the first things she and Jon realized they had in common. She didn't have her dad but she had her mom just like Jonathan had his dad. Her relationship with her dad was rocky at the best just like Jonathan's relationship with his mother. Okay, his relationship with his mother was much worse, but that wasn't the point. The point was that he thought she didn't understand how he was feeling and he was very wrong about that. She was interrupted from her musings when she walked right into someone. They both ended up on the floor.

"I'm sorry, I didn't see you there." he said helping her sit up.

"It's okay, I wasn't really looking either. You're Puck, right?"

"Noah Puckerman at your service," he said.

"Why aren't you in there?" she asked.

"Oh I went for a walk, plus I wanted to check how things were back home. It's the first time I leave my mom and sister and wanted to see how they were."

"You've never gone out of town?"

"Well, yeah I've been to football camp and stuff, but I've never really been across the country while they stay back home."

"You got worried."

"Guilty."

"Do you live with just your mom and sister? What about your dad?" she said, but she regretted asking when she saw the look that came on his face at the mention of his dad. "I'm sorry, it's not my place."

"No, it's okay, don't worry. My dad is a deadbeat. He left when I was 8 years old and my sister was 2 at the time. Since then it's been my mom, my sister, and me…well and Rachel."

"You guys are really close aren't you?"

"She's my best friend; I would be completely lost without her. Hell, the year I spent away from her or tormenting her was pure torture," he said, and when she didn't say anything, "Yeah I know, extremely cheesy, right?"

"No it's okay. It's just guys are normally not that honest with me…it's refreshing, thanks."
'Well in that case, you're welcome. So why are you out here?"

"We fought."

"You and Jonathan?" he asked and she nodded. "What about?"
"He got a text from his mother, and I asked him what he was going to do; he said that he wasn't going to do anything, so I told him that he couldn't keep on ignoring his problems, and it escalated from there until I called him an asshole and stormed out."

"Then you crashed into me."

"Then I crashed into you."

"Let's go for a walk," he said, getting up and helping her get up too.

"Why?"

"Just trust me on this."

"Okay, let's go."

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After Bree stormed out, Jonathan had gone back to his room without saying a word to anyone. Everyone was quiet until Mike broke the silence.

"So it's been an exciting day, huh?"

"Yeah, why don't you guys go change and head towards the beach? You just go out the backdoor and then head down; you can't miss it," Rick told them.

"Yeah, that sounds like a good idea. I mean, we're here we might as well enjoy the beach," Rachel said and they all went to change. Jesse stayed behind and went towards Richard.

"Are you okay, man?"

"Yeah, I'm alright. Bree is who I'm worried about."

"She'll be alright, and then the two of them will talk it out and things will be good again."
"I sure hope so."
"Everything will be alright, just come to the beach clear your head. Let them deal with it." Jesse told him. "I'm going to go change. I don't want people looking at my girl in a bikini without me being there. They might think they have a shot."

"Okay man, you go ahead. I'll be right there."

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Bree and Puck were walking together talking until they reached a park. Puck was telling her what he knew of Jonathan's relationship with his mother.

"I didn't know it was that bad. I mean, I knew it was really bad but that bad, seriously?" Bree asked.

"Yeah, I know it's kind of shocking but it's true, sadly."

"Have you met her?"

"I think once or twice. Don't really remember, you?"

"I've never had the pleasure of meeting her, but I have to say it all makes sense now," Bree told him.

"What makes sense?"

"Why he decided we should go into modeling."
"What does that have to do with anything?" Puck asked her sitting down on a park bench.

"We were in high school. He was a junior I was a sophomore when a talent scout saw us and said we would be perfect for modeling and gave us his card. At first Jon seemed like he didn't really like the idea, but then the week after that while we were sitting together at lunch he said we should do it. I didn't really have anything to lose so I said yes, and we went into modeling."

"You two met in high school? I always thought you met at the agency."

"No, we went to school together for that year at least."

"What do you mean?"

"I was a transfer student my sophomore year, my dad was bitching about not seeing me so he made me move in with him for a year so I had to leave my mom and my brother in Ohio and go to New York with my dad and his sluts."

"So how did you meet Jonathan?"

"First day of school I was a bit lost and he helped me out. He took a liking to me and started hanging out with me all the time, which was frowned upon by many in the school."

"Why?" he asked curiously.

"He was a junior and one of the hottest guys in the school. People thought he shouldn't be slumming it with a sophomore he wasn't even sleeping with."
"Crazy people"

"Tell me about it."

"I mean seriously, have they looked at you? There is no way in hell hanging out with you can be considered slumming it."

"Thanks," she said trying not to blush.

"Have you two ever hooked up?"
"One kiss, then we decided it was too weird and stayed as best friends. What about you and Rachel?"
"We dated for a week but we both liked other people and so on, so we broke it off. It was after that week that I decided I missed her friendship so I tried to make it up to her, and thankfully it worked so we just stepped back into the best friends relationship we had since we were kids."

"That sounds incredible. I bet the two of you got into a lot of trouble as kids."

"Yeah it was more like Jon and I would get a crazy idea and wanted to do it while Rachel tried to talk us out of it before giving in and joining us in our idea for the week. And when we got caught she helped us get out of trouble with Mark and my mom."

"I think you just described my childhood with Rick and Jesse."

"Seriously?"

"Yeah, our moms were best friends so we grew up together. Those two were inseparable and I was always along for the ride, so when we got into trouble they counted on me for getting them out of it."

"That sounds like fun."

"It was. Plus I'm really happy right now because Jesse seems to be happy, and I think that is all thanks to Rachel and all of you, so thanks."

"It's nothing."

"No it is something. You've given my brother his best friend back, and you've given me one of my closest friends back. He's not Jesse St. James, 3-time National Champion, he's just Jesse again, which we really appreciate because he's an amazing person."

"Yeah, he's alright. I have to admit I was a bit worried at first that he was just using Rachel because she didn't deserve to go through that again. The whole situation with Finn was painfully enough."

"That bad?"

"Worse, he led her on, always chose someone or something else over her, didn't like being seen in public with her, real douchebag he was."

"That sucks."

"Yeah it does. Was Jesse really that far gone?"

"Sadly he was, and there is only one thing to blame."

"Vocal Adrenaline?"

"Yeah, Vocal Adrenaline. Both of them joined their freshman year. Jesse was promoted to lead about a week into the year, and it was a tough practice but they could handle it. The first year was alright; the problems started their second year."
"The year you left for New York."
"Yeah, that year, well Jesse started focusing more on his things and his singing, his dancing, practicing all day. He started cancelling on Rick but we thought he was just trying to prove himself. Both Sectionals and Regionals passed, and while Jesse was still Jesse he started acting like he was on top of the world and started getting an ego the size of New York City."

"I bet that was fun to be around," He said sarcastically.

"You've got no idea. Rick quit Vocal Adrenaline after Nationals because he said he wanted to enjoy it instead of suffering though it, but Jesse stayed and he started transforming into a soulless automaton and there was nothing we could do to stop it. Then junior year came, and Rick said he couldn't watch anymore so he started working on getting expelled."

"That sounds crazy."

"That's Rick for you. Well, so he accomplished his goal of getting expelled at the end of the year, and while he and Jesse we're close, they weren't as close as they had once been so he just left to travel the world. Jesse fully transitioned into the being the cocky arrogant bastard lead singer of Vocal Adrenaline. He became Jesse St. James, 3-time National Champion and Jesse was left in the dust."

"Until he met Rachel"

"Yeah, I remember in Spring Break when Rick called me and said Jesse was back. He sounded so excited it made me happy, but I didn't know if it was legit. Seeing him now I see its completely legit," she said smiling. "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"You have a beautiful smile."

"Thanks," she said and suddenly the alarm on her phone started ringing. "Shoot! I have to go to work."

"Then let's head back to the house."

"Good idea."

"I'm full of them."

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Santana was with the rest of them hanging out at the beach when she realized Richard hadn't really joined the fun. He was there but it was like he wasn't, so she decided to go see what the problem was.

"Any reason as to why you're sulking instead of having fun?"

"Just thinking."

"About?"

"Bree, Jonathan, everything that happened."

"You shouldn't worry about that. Let them fix it, you can't worry about it too much or you'll spend your entire life sulking, and that's no fun."
"I can't help but worry, especially since they were talking about parents. She always blames herself for the divorce and the cheating, although it's probably more my fault"

"Why do you say that?"

"My mom was 17 when she was dating my dad. He is at least 10 years older and she got pregnant with me so their parents made them get married. So if it's anyone's fault, it's mine," he told her. She noticed he didn't like his dad by the way he spoke of him.

"You're crazy."

"So I've been told."
"It's not your fault that they made your mother get married to an ass; you were a baby."

"Still."

"Do you know why I spend most of my days at Rachel's house?"

"She's your best friend?"

"Yeah, but it's more than that. Neither one of my parents care; they just send me the monthly check and they think it's all they need to give me."

"I'm sorry."
"It's not your fault. I've learned to live with it, and Rachel has kind of adopted me into her family, so it's alright. But I didn't tell you this for you to feel sorry for me; I told you this as a way of saying our parents make mistakes but those mistakes are not our fault, so we have to stop blaming ourselves for their mistakes or we will be unhappy all the time."

"You're right."

"I'm always right."

"Touche."

"So I'm going to go enjoy the beach and the sea. You're welcome to come, that is if you can keep up."

"Oh you're so on."
"Catch me if you can," she said as she took off running.

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Jonathan was sitting in the made-up office the agency had set them up in, thinking of what he could do to make things better when Bree walked in.

"Hi"

"Hi," Jonathan responded. "I need to talk to you."

"Okay, talk."

"You're right, I am an asshole. I wasn't thinking when I said that. Hell, I know you do understand, but I was angry and you were the one I chose to take my anger out on, so I'm sorry."

"JJ, it's okay. Puck explained the situation to me, and I know about what happened last time so maybe I overreacted."

"You didn't. I shouldn't have treated you like that."

"Don't worry about it."

"Okay, then I guess you don't want this," Jonathan said, pulling out a box of chocolates.

"Of course I want it," she said, opening it and taking a chocolate out. "This is soo good."

"So I'm forgiven?" he asked, smirking.

"Definitely."

"Good, because I missed you."
"I missed you too."

"So Puck?"

"What about him?"

"When did you talk to him?"

"I crashed into him in my storm-out."

"So he told you."

"Yeah, he told me what happened. Have you talked to her since then?"

"No I haven't, and I kind of don't want to."

"Which is why you've been dodging her calls and texts."

"Exactly."

Before they could continue talking, their assistant for that job came in and told them they had to go get ready.

"It's show time," he said as they left the room.

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Rachel and Jesse were making out on the beach when they were soaked by one of the incoming waves.

"This is probably a bad place to make-out," Rachel said.

"True, but that's never stopped us."

"Also true. I'm full of sand," she complained.

"I think you look beautiful. You've always looked beautiful."

"You are too good to me."

"I say the same thing."

"We should probably head back."

"Yeah, that sounds like a good idea."

They walked back to the house and found out that everyone was already there.

"Glad to see you too finally joined us," Santana said as Rachel blushed.

"Oh shut up, San."

Jonathan and Bree walked in at that moment laughing.

"So I see things worked out," Puck said.

"Yeah, we talked he apologized. I got chocolate," Bree responded.

"Chocolate, the way to a woman's heart," Rick said.

"True fact," Rachel said.

"Yeah, chocolate makes everything better," Santana said.

"Yeah, especially in sex," Brittany said, and they all turned to look at her.

"Only you, Brit," Kurt said, laughing a bit. Suddenly the doorbell rang.

"I'll get it," Jonathan said as he went to open the door, and in walked a woman.

"Hi, baby."

"Mom."

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