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P.S. I got stuck with the title. I didn't know what to call it. So for now, 'Chapter 7' is the name of this chapter. I know, boring. Just slap me.

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Chapter 7

'Oh gosh.' I gasped, staring at the limp and unconscious body that lay before me on the floor. I nearly stepped on it, well him, Puck that is.

I stepped over his body, and just as I put my foot down, I stepped into a puddle of his drool and beer.

'Yuck.' I shook my head in disgust.

We were currently at Rachel's party. She had previously, only invited the glee club, but word seemed to get out and soon enough 20 more people than expected arrived at the Berry doorstep. Some people I recognised from school, others looked 10 years older than us, probably in college. So while Rachel stood in the middle of the room holding a plate of guacamole and chips while shouting at people, the rest of the glee clubbers didn't know what to do. The socially awkward ones; Tina, Artie, Mercedes, Quinn and Kurt sat in the lounge room in silence.

There was wild, hectic music, and a sea of bodies constantly grinding or touching each other. From what I could see, Santana and Brittany were right in the core of it all, they seemed so perfect in that picture. Finn was desperately trying to calm Rachel down, and stopping from anyone breaking anything.

I was about to join Quinn on the couch when I heard a low grunt from the ground.

'Bree?' Puck mumbled in a dazed voice. He tried sitting up but failed completely, falling back into the wall and banging his head.

'It's alive' I said in a mocking voice. I smirked a little.

Puck's face was all distorted, he looked tired, really sick. He had drool coming out from the side of his mouth, lip-stick all over his face and neck. It would've been funny if it wasn't for the big bruise he had under his eye and his lip was cracked and bleeding. I hadn't even realised the blood.

My smile faded as quickly as it arrived, I bent down my knees facing him.

'What happened to you?' I asked gently touching the bruise under his eye.

He winced remembering how it got there, but he didn't pull away.

'Jesse, that's what happened.' He replied back in retort and disgust.

I froze in complete shock, and disappointment. No way would he have gone to the extremes of hurting Puck just to gain his dignity.

'What?' I didn't want to believe it.

'You heard. That little idiot boyfriend of yours beat me up.'

'And he actually succeeded in beating you up?'

Now Puck blushed, embarrassed.

'Not without getting a bit of his own.' He said, his head down in shame, as if he knew what he was saying was a lie.

'Well, well, well. Look who's here.' I turned around to find Jesse, towering over me and Puck. He stood with his arms crossed, he did not look happy. And unlike Puck, he didn't have a single bruise anywhere on him.

'Jesse...' I started.

'How could you-'

Before I knew it Puck was up too, but he was dazed. He wobbled a bit and winced again at the pain. Then he took two steps forward, unsteady but fast. Then he lifted his arm, his fist clenched and took a swing at Jesse while he used his other arm to push me aside.

You could his knuckles crack at the contact of his fist to Jesse's right cheek.

'Puck!' I shouted at him, completely astonished at how quickly he reacted.

Jesse cupped his hands over his cheek but then took another swing at Puck. Luckily before anyone could hit anyone else Finn came in. He grabbed Jesse's arm and pushed it down. Then with his other bare arm he pushed Puck away and growled 'Stop it!'

Now everyone was looking, someone had stopped the music and Rachel sat in the corner shaking her head in disappointment, the other glee clubbers stood helplessly by, except Kurt who had now started to stand up.

'Okay, uh well... party's over everyone! Go home.' He said awkwardly, making hand gestures towards the door, hoping they would cooperate.

So awkwardly and slowly, the number of people slowly started to decrease, each one leaving after another. They probably regretted ever coming to this party.

Finn, Puck, Jesse and I still stood dazed in the middle of the dining room.

'What the heck was that all about?' Finn said suddenly, his voice making me jump. He had his arms crossed across his chest and tapped his foot impatiently waiting for an answer.

'Ask the douche bag.' Jesse said nodding towards Puck.

'Jesse.' I warned, we had one fight, we didn't need another. Everyone knew now how fragile Puck's patience was.

I heard Puck growl under his breath.

'What was it about?' I asked again.

Tension started to build between them again. Jesse stopped slumping against the wall; you could almost hear him grinding his teeth. Puck stood up straighter as well his fists clenched and jaw tensed.

'Nothing.' Jesse finally said.

'Absolutely nothing.'

And before anyone could say anything else, he stormed off outside slamming the door behind him.

'What the heck?' I was so completely frustrated and angry at his reactions. He didn't even bother to explain anything or apologize to anyone about the fight he just started.

'Puck, do you want to explain?' Finn said, looking as frustrated as I was.

He growled to himself, clenching his fists even tighter. Then he too walked off in a huff to the kitchen.

'Fine, be like that! Be a stupid big baby!' The fact that I didn't know anything about the situation frustrated me even more. Now the two idiots who could actually tell us what just happened demanded on being apathetic and ignoring us as if nothing happened.

'Great party.' Santana mumbled under her breath sarcastically.

'We'll just leave now.' Britt said twirling a strand of her hair around her finger while ni=noisily chewing on a piece of gum.

So they left without another word, following them, Mike and the other Asian, holding his precious PS3 under his arm.

'Do you need us to clean up Rachel?' Quinn asked, a hand resting on her belly.

'No. It's alright. Go home guys.' Rachel replied, sighing.

So the rest of the glee club left. Kurt passed by me and whispered 'Call me later, okay?'

I nodded and sat down on the couch with Rachel.

'Sorry about that.' I said apologetically.

'It's fine. What's a teenage party without booze, making out and a punch-up?'

'Yeah, I guess so.'

'Bree, I have to tell you something about Jesse.' She said this in a serious tone as she turned in ehr seat to face me.

'Okay.'

'I know you love him, but... he can't always be trusted okay? I know it's hard to see behind his whole 'good-boy' facade. But trust me, it's there.'

For some reason, some part of me already knew this. The first time I met him, he had this misguided look on his face. Like he was carrying a lie all the time, and I knew that soon enough he would let me down.

I sighed and managed a smile.

'Thanks Rachel.'

'No problem.'

Okay, so want to know what Jesse and Puck were fighting about? Find out in the next chapter!

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