"Mom, we're home." Addison squeaked at the sound of Jesse's voice, and hurried into the kitchen, under some pretense of getting the food. In reality, she didn't want to incur the wrath of Jesse St, James by being the first thing he saw when he brought his girlfriend over for dinner.

"This is Rachel Berry. She's kind of the grand diva of New Directions and she's a really great girl." Addison could hear everything from her place pressed against the wall between the kitchen and the dining room. It was so hard to stay still. She wanted to scream, and throw things. She wanted to make Rachel Berry regret looking twice at her man. She wanted all these things so badly, they built up in her chest until she felt like her ribcage would explode.

It was twenty steps to the back door, then she just had to sneak around the house, then she'd be home free.

Then everyone would know about her failure.

She had to stay.

"Mom, I have to go get something from my room, mind keeping Rachel company?" She heard Jesse ask.

Less then two seconds later, he was in the kitchen, pulling her away from the wall, and towards the staircase that led up the the bedrooms on the second floor.

He didn't let go of her until they were in his room. He'd been stressed, Addison could tell, the room itself was spotless.

Jesse let go of her, and she stumbled back, landing on the bed.

"If you wanted me that badly Jesse, you could have asked." Addison pouted, pushing her chest out and drawing one leg up onto the bed.

Jesse closed the door and stood there, speechless.

"What are you doing here?" It was not lost on him that this was the second time today that he'd had to ask her that.

"I honestly didn't mean to Jesse." Addison said, dropping her salacious pose. "I was just upset, and I started driving. I was going to leave, but Stephanie stopped me, then your mom invited me in, and I couldn't get away." A wave of exhaustion hit Addison as she sat there.

"Listen, Addie," Jesse said, as he sat next to her, "I can't pretend I know what you're going through, but this hasn't been easy for me either."

"Bullshit." Addison interjected.

"That doesn't matter now. I'm sorry I wasn't clear, or even polite when I broke up with you, but we broke up." Those words seemed to clash horribly with his tone, and the way he was looking at her.

"Can you understand that?" The condescending tone in his voice was too much for her to bear, and for the second time in this who dramatic debacle, hot tears of rage rolled down her face. She was tired of this, no one was worth this much work and pain.

"Fine." Addison snapped, brushing the tears away with a gesture that tried it's very hardest to be flippant.

"But you have to tell my parents." Jesse shrugged.

"I'll call them tonight, after Rachel leaves." Addison knew that was the best offer she was going to get, so she nodded in agreement.

"You can go back down now, I just need a minute, then I'll leave. Don't worry." Jesse got up.

"Addison," He turned, addressing her one more time.

"I really did-"

"Don't." Addison cut him off with a pathetic attempt at a smile.

"We broke up, right?" Jesse smiled one of those grins that used to make her go weak-kneed, and left the room, shutting the door behind him.

Addison wasted no time after that. Though she had promised to leave him alone, she always had a penchant for dramatic endings, and she wasn't about to pass up an opportunity to torture Rachel.

"Did you get what you needed?" Rachel asked, as Jesse walked into the dining room.

"Something like that." Jesse responded, rubbing Rachel's

shoulder as he passed her on the way to his own seat.

"The pasta looks delicious Mrs. St James." Rachel complimented as she looked down at her plate.

"Thank you dear. That's sweet." Samantha replied, she'd had to endure dozens of those types of forced compliments while Jesse had been upstairs.

There were footsteps in the kitchen, and everyone turned towards the door, expressions ranging from excited, to horrified, to confused at who could possibly be joining them for dinner.

"Addison?" Rachel was the one to break the silence as the newest member of New Directions walked into the dining room.

Her hair was tousled, her make up smeared, and she looked for all the world like she was only wearing one of Jesse's t-shirts.

"Oh my God, Rachel?" Addison exclaimed in mock surprise. "Jesse, darling, you said she'd never find out." Addison whined, moving to wrap her arms around him from behind.

"Well, this is embarrassing." She breathed, making eye contact with Rachel before trailing kisses down Jesse's neck.

"Addison, I think it's time for you to go." Jesse growled, staring straight ahead.

"I guess you're right. I have made this terribly awkward for everyone, haven't I?" Addison sauntered towards the door.

"Good bye everyone!" She waved, before shutting the door behind her.

She ran down the lawn, the cold, wet grass was nearly painful on her bare feet. She really hoped Jesse would give her back the clothes she left in his room.

Addison cranked the heater, and hit the gas as soon as she got into the car. She was freezing, and she'd only managed to get the feeling back into her toes when she pulled up to her own house, fifteen minutes later. So she decided to stay in the car until she had warmed up enough to sneak into her house.

She put the car in park, leaned the seat back, and closed her eyes, ready to wait.

Until someone taped on her window.

So, here it is. It's kind of filler, kind of drama starting.

Let me know what you think!

XOXO

Belle