Noah Puckerman reached blindly in the dark, feeling his way towards the bed room door trying to hold back the vile threatening to spill all over the floor. He managed to open the door and dashed towards the bathroom upchucking all over the sink. He reached for his toothbrush and paste starting to wash his teeth. He glanced up and saw his reflection in the mirror over the sink. He looked like crap, pale and tired with dark circles around his hazel eyes. He ran a hand over his now-overgrown hair. He had quit shaving his Mohawk a month ago and his hair now reached the top of his ears.
He had had the nightmare again. It had been plaguing him for a month ever since the day Quinn Fabray had gone into premature labor and Elizabeth "Drizzle" Fabray was born without a chance. He felt his upchuck reflex resurfacing at the thought of his dead little girl who hadn't even had a chance to meet her dysfunctional family. He remembered the day clearly; Finn and Puck had been going at it again. They had been at each others throat since the true paternity of Drizzle had been revealed. They were arguing about something stupid when Quinn had doubled over with pain. There was a pause as everyone turned to stare at Quinn and Rachel Berry who had rushed over to help the pregnant teen. Rachel was yelling out orders to Mr. Shue and a few minutes later Quinn was taken off to the hospital by an ambulance.
Quinn had been in the hospital room for about three hors when Puck and the rest of Glee had gotten the news. Baby Drizzle hadn't even had the chance to take her first breath. Finn had rushed to be with Quinn and the rest of Glee quickly followed. Puck fell to the floor, at that moment the world as he knew it had truly ended. The realization that his daughter had died came crashing down on him. All his hopes to be a good father were washed away and he felt like something had broken inside of him. He had felt a hand on his shoulder and looked up his eyes brimming with tears. Rachel stood in front of him and without saying a word knelt down to wrap her arms around him. He remembered breaking down and clinging to her as if she could take away all fucked-up things that were happening.
Today marked a month from the day Baby Drizzle had died and it had been torture. The pity Finn, Quinn and Puck had been receiving from the McKinley student body had made him sick and being in school was slowly suffocating him so he skipped more often. He rarely made it to football practice and hadn't even stepped into the Glee practice room since that fateful day. The thought of seeing Quinn made him want to tear up because if there was someone even worse off then him it was her. He had been ignoring the Glee members though they often tried to reach out to him. Rachel Berry was constantly trying to talk to him but Puck just didn't have the energy to talk to Berry.
He quickly shook his head as if to rid his thoughts of her and baby Drizzle before opening the bathroom door and making his way towards his bedroom. He glanced at the clock on his desk and groaned. It was two o` clock in the morning and there was no way he would be able to fall asleep.