Welcome to the Sequel to The Anderson Family Values. For new readers I suggest you go back and read the first of this fiction just to avoid any confusion about the original characters and storylines! Here's the link, .net/s/7578685/1/The_Anderson_Family_Values, I hope everyone enjoys the sequel!
The corridors of McKinley High School were crowded as ever on the first day back after a long summer break, everyone looking tired from the early wake up call. However, Alice Anderson was bright as ever, it was her first day as a senior and the leader of McKinley's show choir the New Directions. She paced through the hallway, posters in hand, ready to start getting the word out that the club was in need of new members.
"You're starting that already?" Rory questioned, coming up beside her with his hands in his pockets. There was a slightly awkward tension between them.
"Why not?" She said turning to place one on the wall to the left of her. "At least I'm taking my responsibility as a leader more seriously."
"You think I'm not?" He mumbled.
"Well, I don't see any other posters than my own." She snapped, turning back around to face him.
"Why are you so pushy with me?" He questioned now, ignoring what they were really arguing about.
"You honestly don't know?" She glared at him, pausing to wait for an answer but not getting one. "Ever since you joined the football team last term you've become a total idiot, Rory."
"This isn't about us breaking up, is it?" He wondered.
"You know well fine that isn't the only reason we aren't together anymore." She argued, feeling as if this was to much for the morning of the first day back. "Kissing that head cheerleader, Jackie, was where I drew the line."
"She kissed me!" He moaned, doing his best not to shout as the two of them were already getting looks from passers by.
"Look, I really don't care. That was months ago, we're the leaders of a team now and we're going to need to forget this so that we can keep the few members we have left together and recruit new people at the same time." She said, hoping to finally end the argument. The truth was she could hardly bare to look at him. When she found out from a friend that Rory had kissed Jackie, or Jackie had kissed him, she had been so upset. Yes, she herself had done things like that in the past but not only had he done this he had been changing over the months because he had gotten into the crowd of jocks, known as the football team, during their junior year. Slowly their relationship began to fall apart to the point where they weren't even talking, then when she found out the news about the party she decided to end things for good.
"Fine." He mumbled. "As long as you can handle the fact that I'm still in love with you."
She rolled her eyes. "Don't try and make me feel guilty about this." She told him. She handed him half of her pile of posters. "Put some of these up, will you?" With that she walked away, her heart hammering against her chest and tears forming in her eyes. It was times like these that she really wished Blaine was still in Ohio.
Blaine woke up that morning relatively early, being sure not to wake Kurt, he got out of bed quietly and headed to the kitchen of their apartment in New York. After completing his senior year and being accepted into the New York Academy of the Dramatic Arts, or NYADA, Blaine had happily joined his boyfriend in his small, inner-city apartment. The year they had spent a majority of the time apart had went by so fast for them both and, like Alice had said, only made their love grow stronger. He couldn't help but smile as he thought of it all, taking some bread out of the breadbin and popping it into the toaster in their open plan kitchen.
"Why didn't you wake me?" Kurt asked coming up behind him and wrapping his arms around his stomach.
"You looked so peaceful," he told him, "I couldn't."
"You've got to stop being so sweet and start thinking about the fact that I also need to get to college on time." He laughed quickly kissing him on the cheek and grabbing one slice of toast as it popped out of the toaster. Blaine sorted the piece that was left and took a bite, turning to face his boyfriend happily.
"Are we still on for tonight?" He wondered, speaking about the plans they had to go out for dinner at their favourite restaurant in New York.
Kurt looked down as if he was thinking before answering, "Oh gosh, I completely forgot, I'm meeting up with Rachel to work on our projects!" Blaine nodded, understanding that work was more important. "I'm so sorry."
"It's fine, you need to get those projects done, dinner can wait." He said, smiling.
"Thank you." Kurt replied, walking over to him and kissing him on the forehead before rushing off to the bedroom again to get ready and leaving him alone in the kitchen.
Ryan sat on the sofa of his families home, a three bed roomed semi-detached house in the middle of Lima which they had moved into last winter. He rubbed his forehead with his hand as he listened to Stacey rant on about the bills and the rent. Nowadays she never seemed satisfied, despite the fact they now had better living conditions and he was at the top of his job helping Finn run Burt Hummel's tyre shop since he was now dedicating his time to being part of the council. They were having arguments almost daily that were never settled.
"You know we got a bill yesterday for well over $500! We can't afford that along with all of the other bills that are coming in." She went on, walking back and forth whilst their 18 month old son slept in a bedroom upstairs. Ryan sighed, feeling slightly helpless. "Ryan? Ryan? Are you listening to me?"
"Yes, of course I am." He told her. "I'm doing the best I can."
"Are you sure?" She questioned.
"Yes, very." He stated. "Maybe we should just cut down on a couple of things?"
"Cut down on a couple of things? We've cut down on a whole bunch of things already, what more can we do?" She shouted, now glaring at him.
"I don't know." He sighed weakly.
"That's not good enough, Ryan!"
He stood up angrily. "Nothing is ever good enough for you!" He shouted feeling guilty when he heard Tom start to cry upstairs.
"Now look what you've done." She muttered, rushing up the stairs to see to Tom and leaving the argument behind, as usual.
Once again he took a seat, putting his head in his hands. He wondered how things had gotten so bad when they seemed as if they should be getting so much better. He took a deep breath sighing loudly. One thing was for certain, his marriage was falling apart and he had no idea how to save it.
A happier situation went on in the home of Tanya, she was now living with Richard again after they had gotten back together a year ago. Surprisingly, telling their children had been quite easy. Everyone had accepted it and had taken it in easily. Things were finally looking up again and the family situation back to normal apart from the fact that her two sons were no longer living at home.
She sat in the living room, sighing after a long few hours of cleaning as Richard worked and her daughter was at school. Even though it was more to clean away she smiled at the newspaper lying on the table. When Richard was gone she never had any lying around and it just reminded her of how lucky she was to have him home and back to normal.
Quickly she took it through to the kitchen and threw it away, laughing at Richard's watch lying on the counter. She made her way upstairs to put it away, running into their bedroom and opening his bedside drawer, however, something caught her eye. A small box sat in the corner of the drawer tempting her to open it. She snatched it, looking around as if anyone would see and opened it. It was a beautiful silver ring with a diamond gorgeously placed in the middle. Her heart began to beat fast, if he was hiding it it could only lead to one thing and she wasn't sure if that one thing was something that she wanted.
She threw it back in guiltily, backing away from the drawer as if it was a dangerous animal. She had no idea how to feel. Was she ready to go through that again? Did she really trust him enough? The happy feeling she had began the day with slowly faded into complete confusion and distress. Could she really marry Richard again?
