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She never thought she would be so lucky. At first, of course, it had seemed like a bad idea. Having romantic relations with the competition, the enemy? That sounds terrible.
But he was perfect.
He pointed out the flaws in her singing, not to be mean, but so she could be even better. He complimented her in all the best ways; vocally, intellectually, personally. He understood her. He understood her want, her need, her obsession with stardom because he wanted the same thing. He knew it was lonely at the top therefore he was able to contradict it. He listened to her, I mean really listened to her, and wasn't afraid to counter her if he thought appropriate. And he stood up for her. For once in her life, someone really stood up for her. When someone insulted her snidely, he responded with quick, cunning wit. When someone accused him of being a spy, he insisted his intents and feelings were one hundred percent true. Even when she was the one bringing herself down, when she was saying maybe she wasn't good enough, smart enough, talented enough, pretty enough, he wasted no time in kissing her fears away and telling her how perfect she was to him because he loved her.
He loved her.
And then he didn't.
Then, all of a sudden, he wasn't in love with her. Out of nowhere, he never loved her. Nothing had been real. It was made up, fake, make believe. Acting.
She knew a lot about that.
Because after the truth was revealed, after he stopped loving her, after he never loved her, she had to act like she was okay. She had to act like her heart wasn't broken. She had to act like she didn't cry herself to sleep every night. She had to act like he wasn't always on her mind. She had to act like it hadn't absolutely torn her to pieces. She had to act like she had moved on. She had to act like she was fine. She had to act like she was happy.
She didn't even remember what happiness felt like anymore.
All she knew was that more than anything in the world, she wanted to go back. Back to hand holding and stolen kisses and Wiggles concerts and movie musical nights. Back to love.
After all the pain, all the hurt, all the lies, even if she would never admit it out loud, Rachel Berry just wanted Jesse St. James back.
A/N: I know this was really short, but it was an idea I had been throwing around in my head and then it just came to me and I had to jot it down as fast as possible. At first I thought about having it in second person but changed my mind. I absolutely adore feedback to please leave a review, I'd really appreciate it. Thanks for reading!