OMG! I am so sorry about the long wait for this chapter! Life just got in the way of everything. I know that I had been doing pretty well in updating this story, and I feel horrible for not doing this sooner. but here is the new chapter, even though it is short. I didn't use any songs in this chapter, but it does flip perspectives between Noah and Rachel.

The next day I woke up to an empty bed. I could clearly remember everything that had happened the night before, so maybe Noah was downstairs. I got up and got dressed, and walked down the stairs. I saw Rory and Leah sitting at the table, and I just smiled at them. I noted that Noah was in fact missing. Ok? I wonder why he skipped out on me? But I'm not gonna mention it to anyone. I finished cooking my food, and sat down across from Leah.

"Morning Rae. What happened to you yesterday? You went upstairs to 'get ready', Puck followed you, and then we didn't see either of you till this morning. Is Puck still in your bed?" I stared at her for a second, and came to the conclusion that apparently Noah- no, not Noah-Puck had snuck out. I ignored the air quotes and sarcasm.

"No, Puck is not in my bed at the moment, I thought maybe he was down here with you guys. I guess he had something to do today. It's ok though, I'll see him later tonight." I ignored the look on Rory's face, and got up to get ready for my day. I got all the way up to my room before my anger fully kicked in. I walked over to my mirror and stared at my reflection.

"He promised he would be here when I woke up. And he wasn't. What an ass. Who makes that promise just to break it? He knew how insecure I am about this stuff, and yet apparently I don't matter to him." That's when the angry tears started. I just shook it off and got in the shower.

Two weeks. I hadn't heard from him in TWO WEEKS. This is getting ridiculous. I figured I would back off and let him deal with whatever the hell he is dealing with, but I didn't expect to be ignored for two weeks. I am not ok with that. I'm almost positive that I was annoying Santana as well, but I was trying not to. She always wanted to talk about Noah! I don't want to talk about it, because then I get angry all over again. What is his problem?

I know she probably hates me now, but I didn't know what else to do! I haven't even known her that long, and she said she loved me. How do I respond to that? I don't do love. I haven't since Quinn. Love isn't worth the pain. Besides, she was with Colton for how long? I don't wanna be the second choice again. I can't go through that. She probably doesn't even really love me. I haven't called her in two weeks, and she hasn't even tried to call me. My phone started vibrating in my pocket. I pulled it out and checked the caller ID; Satan.

"Sup Satan?" I said casually. I know she sees Rach every day, so I'm playing it cool.

"What the fuck did you do to Rachel, Puckerman?" So much for avoiding this conversation.

"What the fuck are you talking about woman?" I figured that maybe I could play it off.

"She has been moping around for two weeks, she barely talks about you, and whenever I bring you up, she gets this look on her face like someone just kicked her fucking puppy. So I know it has to do with you. What. Did. You. Do?" Her voice just got more and more scary, and I REALLY needed to talk to someone about all this, so I guess Satan was probably my best bet.

"Ok, look. Shit happened. Not full on sex, but we did do some pretty awesome stuff." I heard Santana groan.

"You pulled a Puckerman, didn't you? She woke up to an empty bed, huh?" I sighed, because I knew that no matter what I said next, it wouldn't help my case. I was going to get a patented Santana Lopez rant.

"Yeah. When she was falling asleep, she told me she loved me. I have only known the woman for two months! She can't be in love with me ALREADY! I mean, fuck! No one falls in love that fast, Satan! Plus, she just got out of an abusive relationship, of what, 6 years? I can't be the second choice. Not again." I waited for the rant, but I just heard her sigh on the other end.

"Ok Puckerman. One, how fast did you fall for Quinn the first time you saw her? Two, I guess freaking out about being the rebound is a semi valid point. But come on, Rachel let you in. She TRUSTED you, and you totally fucked her over. I have a question for you." I knew I wasn't gonna like this question, but she had made some valid points, so I just listened.

"Did you tell her that you were gonna be there when she woke up?" I stared at the wall for a little bit. Shit. I did say that to her. And then she woke up, and I wasn't fucking there. Fuck!

"I fucked up, Santana." I said into the phone. I heard a sad chuckle on the other line, followed by a small, yep. And then she clicked off the line. I set the phone down, and stared at it. I had to fix this. Soon.

I was working in the thrift shop when I heard the bell over the door jingle, announcing that someone had just walked in. I made my way to the front of the store, looking at the clipboard that I was carrying, writing down what we needed to re-stock in the store. I looked up with a bright smile that froze on my face when I saw who I was looking at.

"Noah." I said, turning away from him.

"Santana! Noah is here!" I turned back towards him, and looked him up and down.

"If you'll excuse me, I'm busy." I could tell he wanted to say something, so I turned and walked away before he could. I stayed in the back room, and listened to Santana talk to him, and I went back to work when I heard the bell chime again. Santana walked into the back room, and stood there. I tried to ignore the look she was giving me, but I couldn't.

"What, Santana?" I asked, turning to face her. She had her hands on her hips, and a stern look on her face.

"He came to see you, and you pawned him off on me. What is that about?" I just stood there and looked at her.

"Well, I'm sorry that I can't just smile and be happy. He ignored me for two weeks, Tana. Two whole weeks. No calls, no texts, no visits, nothing! And he just shows up at my work, and expects me to be waiting for him? That's not how this works! I practically slept with the guy, then he just falls off the map! I'm sorry that I can't act like nothing is wrong, when the first thing I wanted to do when I saw him is punch him in his face!" I stopped talking when I realized that I was yelling, and that Tana was laughing at me.

"Finally! Some sort of response out of you! I have been trying to get you to talk about Puck for two weeks." she said, throwing her hands into the air. I just shook my head and turned away.

"Honey, you need to talk to that man. He feels horrible about what happened, and I know that he said he would be there when you woke up, and he wasn't. Maybe you should let him explain why." I looked at her like she was crazy, and just went back to work.

Once I got home, I stared at my phone, trying to get up the courage to call him. I picked up my phone, and dialed a number I had memorized. I waited, then heard him pick up.

"Hello?"

Don't hate me! It has to have some sort of angst!

Any ideas of whom she is talking to?