He can barely see straight. Between a flood of anger and tidal wave of sadness.

Bloodshot eyes, broken heart.

Because not even an hour ago, some asshole had ruined everything.

Just one slushie. One sugary, artificial, cold, slippery drink had ruined everything.

Just one guy. One hot-headed, arrogant hockey player had ruined everything.

Just one second. One split second is all it took for her feet to go flying out in front of her.

One slushie. One guy. One second. That's all it took. To ruin everything.

That's what had lost his baby.

That's what had destroyed her life. Maybe even his too.

So when his fist connects with that assholes face, he feels everything but guilt. "Bastard!"

He lets out all his anger. All his sadness.

Because he loved her. She wasn't even born yet, but, god did he love her.

He loved Quinn too. And now he'd probably never be able to look at her again without wanting to cry and hit something.

So when he hears the crack, he feels everything but pity. "You ruined everything!"

What does he do now? Where does he go from here?

No best friend. No girlfriend. Nothing. Not even the knowing that soon he'd have a daughter.

A little girl. A little girl belonging to him and Quinn. She'd be just theres. To love, to play with.

But she was gone.

There would be no little girl. No one to love and play with together.

So when blood goes flying everywhere, he feels everything but remorse. "You killed her!"

He felt empty. Like everything he had been fighting for as gone. Like what we was working for all along, was now pointless.

But there's someone feeling worse. Someone who doesn't just feel empty, but is physically empty. And maybe she's feeling a bit worse than him.

Maybe she needs him.

Maybe she doesn't need anyone else. Not all the people around her, comforting her, pitying eyes.

Maybe she needs him. Greiving with her, understanding eyes.

So when he walks away, he feels everything but weakness. "You're not worth it."

Inspirtaion struck me at a really random time[: Wrote this in about a half hour, so it might not be any good, but it basically just flowed. I'll most likely (no promises) make one in Quinn's point of view, because I almost got into it here, but wanted to keep it Puck related. I love seeing his less badass side (not that I don't love a good badass). So, I hope you enjoy! And review!! Thanks[: