Chapter Four

"What do you want Reagan?"

Nick was shocked that she had the nerve to show up in his room at almost one in the morning, especially after the last time they spoke and he told her that everything that happened between them was a huge mistake, that he had never regretted anything more in his entire life.

"We need to talk, Nick."

"No, Reagan. I don't think we do. Nothing should have ever happened between us, I was drunk and if I'm being honest, I don't remember anything."

"See, Nick… I wasn't completely honest with you about that night. I tend to think I know what's best for people, and well… I guess sometimes I don't. I ran into Schmidt a few days ago and he told me about how Jess moved out and how miserable you are and I...well… I just had to come talk to you."

Nick turned over and sat up, facing her, suddenly feeling his anger and confusion increase immensely.

"Spit it out, Reagan!"

"Look, Nick… I never meant to hurt anyone, really. I thought I could help you, you know? I knew that you were still in love with Jess before you even told me, the way you talked about her, the sad little smile you'd get whenever you'd mention a happy memory about when you were together? Yeah, it was actually pretty pathetic…"

Nick was beyond angry, he was furious. Who did she think she was?

"How about instead of insulting me, you just get to the damn point already!"

Reagan flinched at his clipped tone.

"Ok…. We didn't have sex, Nick. I thought… Well, I thought that if you thought we had slept together, that maybe I could help you move on from her. I mean it's been two years, that's not healthy. You have to get over her sometime, it's so obviously never happening again."

Nick flinched at the thought, feeling that familiar sting in his heart.

"Thanks for the reminder! I accepted that a long time ago, Reagan. All I ever wanted for her, was to be truly happy and it wasn't with me, I know that… but I still had her in my life. Even just having her as my best friend is better than not having her in my life at all, now I have nothing thanks to you."

Reagan looked at him with sad eyes, but only feeling slightly remorseful.

"I just wanted to save you from getting your heart broken by that woman again. Nothing happened, actually. You were so drunk and you were walking around in your boxers, I ran into you on the way to the bathroom and you started going on and on about "Jess this and Jess that"... You actually started crying at one point, so I told you to go lay down in her bed, I was actually planning on seducing you but by the time I got back from the bathroom, you were passed out cold."

Nick had never been more angry at someone in his entire life, not even his father when he left him and his family for months on end. How could she do this? She was the reason that he lost his other half, the reason he had believed that he had fucked up beyond any sort of repair. Although he was happy that he now knew the truth about what really happened, Nick Miller was never great at controlling his anger.

"While I appreciate you finally telling me the truth, I've gotta be honest with you now… I think you're a selfish bitch and I never want to see you again. GET THE HELL OUT OF MY LOFT!"

Nick yelled and stood up, one fist clenched at his side, the other pointing towards the door.

"Nick, I really am sorry…"

"It's a little late for that. GET. OUT."

Reagan spun around, leaving his room as quickly as her feet would take her, he heard the front door slam a few moments later, a sigh of relief passing his lips knowing that She-Devil was finally out of his home.

He slowly sat down on his bed, rubbing his hands over his face in frustration. He had to talk to Jess, He had to let her know, but how? Would she even believe him? It all sounded so crazy and made up that even he had a hard time believing it. He had to try, though. No one was more worth trying for than Jessica Day.

He thought about calling her, but he felt that this was far too important to tell her over the phone, the only problem was, he had no idea where she lived. He had tried to get it out of CeCe more than a few times, but of course, being Jess's best friend, CeCe kept her promise as to not tell him.

Nick shot out of his bed and threw his door open with so much strength that it bounced off of the wall, swung back and hit him in the back of the head.

"OWW! DAMNIT!"

He heard footsteps running towards his room before a very disheveled and under dressed Schmidt appeared before him holding a baseball bat.

"Niiick! Are you okay?! Someone messin' with my boy? 'Cause you know, no one be messin' with my boy when Schmidty's around!"

Nick rolled his eyes while rubbing the bump forming on the back of his head.

"Damnit, Schmidt! Stop it with the "My Boy" crap, That's not a thing!"

CeCe showed up moments later, clad in Schmidt's Kimono.

"Schmidt! What the HELL is going on out here? You do realize that it's almost 2:30 in the morning and our ENGAGEMENT party is tomorrow, right?! Mister "Oh, I need exactly 8 hours of sleep every night or I am an absolute monster the next day!"

CeCe's Schmidt impression really was spot on. Nick chortled.

"Shut it, Miller! What is going on out here?!"

"CeCe, I need Jess's address. I have to talk to her."

Nick was truly terrified of CeCe, it had been that way pretty much since the moment he met her. The death glare she was giving him now, not easing any of that fear.

"Riiight… You really think I'm going to tell you after what you did? Hell no! The only reason you're still in my wedding is because Schmidt said that kicking you out was a deal-breaker."

"No, CeCe please! Reagan just came by and…"

CeCe scoffed at him, looking even more like she was going to murder him.

"HAH! SHE was here?! Really, Nick? You're even more of an idiot than I thought you were…"

Nick wasn't sure what had come over him, CeCe scared the shit out of him, but he was desperate.

"CeCe, shut the hell up and listen to me, would yah?!"

His raised voice made CeCe noticeably flinch before she nodded her head, gesturing for him to go on.

"Reagan came by and told me what really happened that night. She lied, we didn't really sleep together, she thought by telling me that we did that it would somehow help me get over Jess, but…"

CeCe rolled her eyes.

"But you still kissed her, Nick. Jess saw you kissing her."

"Yeah, I did… well no… She actually kissed me first and yeah, at first I didn't stop her, but I didn't want it. I had actually just finished telling her that I was still in love with Jess…"

Nick's voice cracked and CeCe couldn't help but feel bad for the guy. She had always known that her Fiance's grumpy best friend was head-over-heels in love with her best friend.

"Ok, Miller. I'll tell you, but I swear to god if you hurt her again, I really will cut your balls off a put them in a jar this time!"

Schmidt shuddered as his Fiance' spoke to his best friend.

"She really will, Nick and I won't stop her. You already hurt Jess enough, I'll have to comply with my Indian Goddess, if she needs me to hold you down, I'll do it…"

"Shut up, Schmidt!"

Nick and CeCe said in unison.

Twenty minutes later after showering and getting dressed, Nick was on the road heading over to Jess's apartment, a mixture of fear and excitement running through his body. Ten Minutes later he arrived in front of her apartment building. He had no idea what was about to happen. It was 3:30 in the morning, but as he stepped out of his car and started walking towards the building, he noticed a light was on in her apartment.

He walked up to the door and took a deep breath before reaching up and knocking, once, twice, three times, letting his hand fall back to his side he waited a few moments before reaching up to knock again, just as his hand was about to reach the door it opened.

It had been two months since the last time he saw her and as always, she was still the most beautiful woman he had ever laid eyes on. Her big blue eyes looking up at him in complete shock, almost knocking him right on his ass.

"What are you doing here, Nick?"

He heard her speak but he couldn't seem to get any words out. It had been so long since he had seen her and he just wanted take a moment to soak it in.

"Nick, It's 3:30 in the morning… Just go home."

She went to shut the door, Luckily at that moment Nick's brain finally decided to start working again, his hand shot up and stopped her.

"Jess, wait! I need to talk to you, I know it's late and this is crazy, but I… I just really need to talk to you. Please…"

Jess just stood there and stared at him for what felt like hours. Finally she stepped aside and opened the door.

"Ok, Nick. Let's talk…"