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The Next Afternoon

Marley was admitted out of the hospital. She was walking again without much support and felt much better than she did the week of and before Thanksgiving. She was almost on Christmas break, just two weeks away, so she was heading back to school on Monday to make sure she got all the work she owed and would make up. She also wanted to go back to Glee practice as much as possible.

She was in her bedroom, catching up on sleep, whilst her mother was downstairs making dinner. She was halfway asleep before she heard a knock on her bedroom window. She sat up and saw Jake at the window, smiling and waving. She got up and opened the window for him. "Hi Jake!" She smiled, hugging him like she was his little sister and he her older brother.

"Hi Marls." Jake hugged her back. "Heard that you got out today, so I came for a visit. How you feeling?" He asked, leaning against her wall.

"I feel better. Not one hundred percent though, but I'll be back on Monday."

"Because you miss the Puckerman, right?" He grinned. "Puckerman has it going on."

"Well that AND I miss singing and being with all of you." Marley said. "What did I miss?"

"We're going to Regionals,"

"I knew that."

"We're going in March. You'll be ready by then. Thing is we need to find a new member. Kitty's..." Jake stopped, thinking about his word choices. He had two choices. Lie or truth. He picked one. "Kitty left the group."

"She did?" Marley asked surprised. "What happened? Why did she leave?"

"Cheering was more important to her than Glee." Jake answered. "So she left and we need another member. Auditions are on Monday after school."

"Sounds like fun. Though I'll miss Kitty—"

"Excuse me?" Jake's eyes went wide, hearing those words out of the mouth of the girl who was tortured by a girl much smaller than her. "You'll miss Kitty?"

"She's has an incredible voice." Marley smiled.

"Well you've got an astonishing voice," Jake smiled as he pulled her into a side hug. "That's what we all say at least."

"Too bad I hate talking to people."

"You're talking to me." Jake said. "You talk to Ryder. You talk to Unique. You talk to Brittney. You talk to Blaine. You talk to Sugar, kind of. You talk...just about everyone in the school. Minus the jocks."

"That's different. You're my friends and I'm comfortable around you all. But I'm still shy and..." She glared down to her barefeet. Her hair falling in front of her face.

Jake gazed at her. He smiled as he brushed her hair behind her ears and said with a smile, "You're beautiful."

"You're just saying that."

"No I'm not." Jake said. "I'm actually being honest."

"Jake..." Marley said, giving a warning tone, "We talked about this. Because of the Triangle game; we're all just friends."

"Not what Lynn told me." Jake said with a small smile. "I had my chance, I lost it and I take the blame. But we're still cool, him and me, and you and me, right?"

"Of course." She said. "And don't blame yourself. Never blame yourself for anything."

"Good. Then stop blaming yourself for Thanksgiving." Jake said. "I know deep inside you're blaming yourself. That needs to stop. Right now."

"I don't blame myself...as much anymore," She said getting quiet again.

"See! Right there." Jake pointed out. "Stop that, that makes me depressed."

"A Puckerman gets depressed?"

"I'm human too," Jake. "So stop blaming yourself and just keep moving forward... shit, I've watched Meet The Robinsons with Beth too many times." Jake laughed.

"Alright. I'll try to stop, I can't stop overnight. It's going to take time." She said.

"Good." Jake said. "Don't forget, we're all here for you. Me, Ryder, Glee kids, Mr. Schue, Ms. Pillsbury... Black version of Michael Phelps named Roz...Sue Sylvester...Figgings..." Jake went on and named random people room that wouldn't be much help. Marley laughed.

"Yeah, half of them don't even know my first name is Marley. I'm Molly."

"Hi Molly, I'm Noah." Jake said. "Commonly called Puck. Though, you may call me Jake."

"And you can call me Marley." Marley giggled. "You wanna stay for dinner? My Mom's making my favorite."

"No thanks, dance practice. I was on my way there anyways. Besides, you need all the nutrition you need for Monday."

"Okay." Marley said. She then had an idea. "Wait here." She went to her bathroom down the hall and came back seconds later with difference packages of laxative pills. "Takes these for me. This is all I have, every box. I have nothing else. Just throw them away for me, please."

"Sure." Jake said with a smile and stuffed them in his jacket pocked. He went back out the window into the tree branch. He leaned back into the window of Marley's bedroom. "See you later. Call me this weekend, okay?"

"Okay." Marley said, hugging his head. "This...this is odd!"

"I like it."

"Shut up." She pulled out. Once his head was fully out of the window she sat on the windowsill and watched him leave. He turned back once more and waved. She waved back.

Jake was amazing. Sure he was self-ego at the start, but he was pretty sure what he was doing now. Marley loved how he cared about her the same way Ryder and the others cared about her.

She went back to her bed and laid there until her mother called her down for dinner.

And as she ate macaroni and cheese from the cheap box, for the billionth time in a row, she began to imagine the Christmas parties at Kitty's house and all that magical rich foods made by the best of the best in all of Ohio.

She wanted a Kitty Wilde Life.