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As I continue to lay resting in my bed, I start to feel myself relaxing. Granted, watching my favorite musicals always makes me feel better no matter what mood I'm in. I did find myself fastforwarding through the scenes involving the characters declaring their love for one another. Whether it was through song or just beautiful words, it was just too hard. I wanted that in my life. I wanted it with Jesse.

Singing 'Hello' with him that first day had been like a fantasy. Never had I thought I would find a boy whose voice I loved more than mine. Filled with so much passion and strength, it was the most gorgeous thing I'd ever heard. My favorite thing in the world is when he would randomly sing lyrics from songs that I held a deep affection for softly into my ear. It didn't matter if we were sitting in glee club, standing at my locker, or just eating at lunch. I'd always fall a little more in love with him everytime he did it.

It was dark when I arrived. For a while I just sat in my car, staring at her house and contemplating what I was going to say. When I finally find myself ready to walk up to the door, I see that there is another car slowly pulling up behind me. As the car lights go off, two men get out of the car. Sheer dread and panic start to wash over me when I realize that these are Rachel's dads.

I had briefly met them once, when Rachel brought me over to her house to practice. She introduced me as just a good friend from glee club, seeing as she didn't want her dads to know she had a serious boyfriend yet. I guess it was a good idea at the time, because I sure didn't want to be interrogated by two dads. One was bad enough.

I decide to get out of my car to greet them. I can only hope they don't know what a jerk I've been to their daughter today.

"Hello Mr. Berry, Mr. Berry. It's nice to see you again." I nod my head to each.

"Oh, Jesse, right? Good to see you too. How are you?" Her slightly shorter dad wearing glasses addresses me first.

"I'm doing okay." Lie. "And yourselves?"

"We're doing good. We just picked up some carry-out from Breadstix. Rachel's been a little upset since she got home from school today so we thought maybe she'd like some of her favorite vegan lasagna."

My heart stops.

"Oh. Well is she okay? I was hoping I'd get to speak with her."

"We appreciate your concern, but I think she just needs to rest tonight. Maybe you can talk to her tomorrow at school? I know she sees you as one of her best friends, so hopefully you can help her out. I tried to talk to her, but she didn't really say much."

It took everything in me not to break down and confess that I'm the reason their daughter is so upset. The concern each of her fathers has on his face is heartbreaking. And as much as it kills me, I can see that I'm not going to be able to talk to Rachel tonight.

"Of course. Um, I'll try and talk to her tomorrow then. It was nice seeing you. Goodnight."

"Goodnight, Jesse. It was nice seeing you again too. Take care."

I hear my fathers come through the door downstairs. My stomach growls. I was actually very hungry. Getting out of my bed, I put on my slippers with golden stars on them and make my way down to the kitchen.

"Hi."

"Hi, sweetheart. How are you doing? Feeling better at all?," Daddy says warmly.

"Actually, yes. I'm just really hungry."

"Well, lucky you. We got your favorite vegan lasagna. And lots of it," he said while grinning.

I smile back. I don't know what I would do without my fathers. They always try their best to make sure I'm happy.

"Oh Rachel, honey, we saw that boy Jesse a few minutes ago," my other Dad says.

I literally find myself not breathing for a few seconds. I feel my head start to get light and immediately steady myself against the counter.

"He wanted to come in and talk to you, but your father and I felt that it would be best if you just rested tonight."

I don't think my eyes could get any wider as I listen to my father talk. Jesse came here. To my house. To talk to me. Why?

"Did he say what he wanted?," I ask quietly.

"No. He just said he wanted to talk to you. I told him maybe it would be better to speak tomorrow at school. He understood."

Yeah, except he actually doesn't go to my school anymore.

"Um, Daddy, I'm actually not really that hungry anymore. I think I might eat my lasagna later, if thats okay?"

"What's wrong? You just said a few minutes ago that you were really hungry," he says, his voice laced with concern.

"I'm fine. I'm just..I don't know...I'm not in the mood for lasagna."

"We could make you something else."

"No, it's fine, I'll eat something later," I say hurriedly as I rush up the stairs to my room.

As I drive back to Akron, my mind is consumed with guilt. Rachel's dads couldn't have been more worried about their daughter. And I'm the reason for her state right now. Every part of me just wants to call her and talk to her. But I need to do this face-to-face. I owe it to her to explain myself in person. Yeah it will be a million times harder, but this way she can see me physically as I express how sorry I am and how much I love her. And I have to do it as soon as possible. I don't want her to endure anymore hurt.

So it's decided. Jesse St. James is making another trip to McKinley High tomorrow afternoon.

As I get ready for school the next morning, it's as if I am in a zombie-like state. I don't get up to do my exercise routine, blindly pick out my outfit, and start to walk out of my house with slippers on. I can't stop thinking about Jesse and how he came to my house last night. He was so close to me and I didn't even know it.

I wanted to talk to him so badly. But then when I thought about it, I also didn't. What if he was going to try and break me even more? What if he just wanted to see how upset he made me? I couldn't handle anymore hurt.

When I arrived at school, I was greeted by Quinn and Noah.

"Hey Rachel," Quinn said with a warm smile. Noah came up to me unexpectedly and gave me a tight squeeze. I smiled at them both.

"Hi guys."

"We thought we'd walk to class with you this morning," Noah says.

"Thanks. I'd like that."

Walking to class with both Quinn and Noah resulted in some strange looks given to the three of us. It's not everyday they see the Berry freak walking with Noah Puckerman and his baby mama. It didn't matter to me though, people could stare all they want. I just lifted my head high, because knowing I had their support meant the world to me.

Classes were going by excruciatingly slow. I was only halfway through the school day and I felt as if I had been there for 12 hours. As I was walking down the stairs to my fourth class of the day, my phone starts to vibrate in my pocket. My heart is beating faster than I think is possible. Jesse's name is illuminated across the screen. He's calling me. I look around as if people are watching to see my next move. Before I can even think about what I'm doing, I flip open my phone and whisper,

"Hello?"

"Meet me in the parking lot...please"

The line goes dead. I can't help the smile that spreads across my face at just hearing his voice again. I need to see him.

I continue down the stairs already with a pep in my step. I keep trying to hide my smile, but I can't. The realization that I'm going to see Jesse again is overwhelming. I push open the doors of McKinley to the bright sunshine. The parking lot looks empty, but I continue to walk, trying to find him. Then I turn.

There he is. Possibly the most beautiful sight I've ever seen. I start to run over to him with the biggest grin spreading across my face. My heart quickens as I see that he too, is smiling. As I reach him, I stop with about two feet between us. I look into his blueish-green eyes and feel a tingle run throughout my body.

"Hello," he says to me with a smile.

"Hello."

Ugh. I miss Jesse St. James so much. Seriously, it's getting painful watching Finn/Rachel this season. Thanks to all the St. Berry writers out there writing for my favorite couple and helping me survive LOL.