Alright, guys. Please note that this is after 'Special Education' but before 'A Very Glee Christmas.' Who was disappointed when the Sam is gay storyline fell through the roof? Please read and review!
Sam tried to force himself to be happy as he sat on Quinn's couch. His girlfriend was in his lap, barefoot, but still in her Cheerios uniform and high ponytail. He tried to force himself to be happy. After all, now he was fitting in with all the other guys, something he didn't do at his old school and dating the most popular and prettiest girl in school. He should be happy, right?
Quinn sure was happy. She was dating the hottest, most popular guy in school and he was a true gentleman. He never tried to get her to let him get up a base or to let him touch her ass. But the reason he didn't was because he wasn't into girls. He was into guys.
And he had the sinking feeling he was falling for Puck.
"Sam, what's wrong?" Quinn asked. "You look… distracted.'
"I'm ok," Sam told her, shaking his head, but he wasn't ok. Quinn and him were sitting alone by the window at one of the two person tables, and Puck was at the table behind them, talking about different football plays with Mike Chang.
His girlfriend raised her eyebrows, folding her arms her small chest. She knew him better than that.
"Something's wrong." She twisted around in her seat and followed Sam's line of vision to Puck. "Really, Sam?" she asked, spinning back around. "I have something to say."
"You don't love me." "What?"
"It's ok," she said, putting a comforting hand to his. "It's alright, Sam. You like guys, and there's nothing wrong with that, ok? You're just another guy that doesn't like me."
"No, it's not ok, Quinn!" Sam cried. "First of all, I broke your heart. And second of all, I like fricking guys, for goodness sake! I… Well, at my old school, I was so confused, but I never seemed attracted to girls, and… I guess my peers picked up on it, because…they made my life a living hell. They beat me up!"
"Yes, it is alright," Quinn soothed. "Everything's going to be alright, Sam. So, you like guys. I won't let them hurt you, because, believe it or not, I am surprisingly strong from being a Cheerio and carrying a baby for nine months. And if you really like guys that much, maybe you should talk to Kurt about it. He's been gay his whole life." Quinn stood up, taking her tray. "Now, if you don't mind, I have to go talk to Coach Sylvester."