Title: so you can see
Fandom: Glee
Pairing: Jesse/Rachel
Rating: PG
Length: 361
Summary: She thinks she loves him. (She knows she loves him.)
AN: I wrote this ages ago but didn't have time/ forgot to upload it here 'til now. Set around the end of s1. Title comes from The xx's Shelter.
He looks at her like (as clichéd as it is) she’s the only girl in the world and everyone wants to make it so damn hard for them to be together:
‘He’s using you’; ‘you’ll only get you heart broken’
The words reverberate around in her head ‘til she can’t think because they’re drowning everything else out.
When she’s with Jesse everything stops and all she sees and feels and knows is him.
They’re like one and the same; two peas in a pod; they just get each other and it’s more than what she had with Puck or Finn or anyone really because for the first time in her life she feels like someone completely and utterly understands.
She thinks she loves him.
(She knows she loves him.)
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When he leaves after their fight she wants to die because she can’t do it without him.
“Can’t do what sweetie?” Her dad asks.
“Anything.”
She waits and she prays to God pretty, pretty please she’llneveraskforanythingagain just please let Jesse forgive her.
When he comes back two weeks later, telling her everything she ever needed to hear all along she runs to him and hugs him tight so tight because she doesn’t want to lose him again (can’t). Tells herself she knew all along he was coming back; tells him that, tells anyone who’ll listen.
She knew it. (Of course she did.)
They have sex exactly six days after he comes back to Mckinley.
He stretches his arms, pulls her into him when it’s over (he’s so warm against her and everything feels like fire). She can feel his eyes on her and she looks up
“Hey.” He whispers, and brushes the hair out of her eyes.
(It’s everything she ever hoped and wanted and needed it to be.)
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He breaks her heart in the end (just like she didn’t know he would).
“I’m sorry, Rachel.” It feels sincere.
(It is sincere; he loves you, loved you. It’s all part of the game, Rachel.)
She doesn’t cry; she’ll never cry.
Not for someone who never existed in the first place.