It's been six months, and I wanted to fly back to Lima to help Rachel with her glee club.
When I walked back through The Lima Bean. I saw the old glee club. I ran up and hugged them.
"Hey!" I greeted. They all greeted me with hugs.
"I'm so glad you were able to come back." Kurt commented.
"Yeah, but I never thought Rachel Berry would leave Funny Girl for that TV show." I brought up.
"I see traveling the world for soccer games changes your attitude." Rachel stated.
"Eh." I shrugged as I sat down. Rachel began to blab about how we can recruit members. I noticed a figure in the background. I looked closer. Sebastian. I had a terrible memory come across my mind.
It was a cold night in Paris. I was in the city of love without my fiancé. He knows this place well. I was here for a few days for a game against France. I sat down on my hotel room bed, and opened my laptop to Skype Sebastian.
"Hey!" I greeted.
"Hi." He smiled on the computer screen.
"How's California?" I asked him.
"Lonely." He sighed. "How's Paris?" He asks.
"Lonely." I agreed.
"I miss you." He brought up.
"Same, but just four more months until I can see you." I brought up.
"Yeah." He nodded. "But this is getting difficult." He added.
"I know, but we can pull through." I encouraged.
"I think we should take a break." He blurt out.
"Sebastian, please don't do this." I begged.
"Tessa, we barely can talk. It's either you're too busy with your schedule or I'm too busy with filming." He explained.
"We can work this out." I pleaded even more.
"Tessa, I know we didn't want this to happen, but we don't have anytime to actually fly out and she each other once in the past few months, and trust me, I don't want this either, but it's for the best." He explained. "Bye." He ended the phone call, and I sat there. Frozen. I feel warm tears going down my cheek.
I snapped back into reality. He noticed me, but turned away. What was he doing in Lima? I could have sworn he would be in sunny LA. Sam saw the two of us and looked at me weirdly. I just shrugged. After an hour of plotting, we all decided to head back to McKinley. Sam walked over to me.
"Why didn't you make an excuse to go see him?" Sam asked.
"We broke up." I admitted.
"But you two were perfect for each other!" He complained.
"That's what I thought." I sighed as I walked ahead of Sam to catch up with the gang.
