Heya, first-time writer here, so take it easy. I had this plot stuck in my head, I ain't the greatest writer, but I figured I'd give it a try…
Summary: Puck and Rachel get out of Lima for a while….
Disclaimer: nothing's mine, if it were, I imagine I'd not be a poor student stuck in the cold right now :P
For him, leaving seems to be the only option to get out of this sinking ship that's become his freaking life. Just one year ago his life seemed to be alright, now it's too fucked up for him to live it anymore…
During school it's alright, because he's got Football and actual schoolwork to stop him from thinking about his fucked up life (yes, he does school –work, he's gonna get out of this cow town, even if it kills him, except maths, because, seriously, he's a badass).
But now it's summer ….He can't go to Finn's to play XBOX, because, well, last time Finn spoke to him he was punching his face in at the same time, so he figures showing up to play games in which people get killed and blood splatters is not the smartest move (he's a badass, not fucking insane, Finn's freakishly huge!). The Football-team and pretty much the whole school's got him pegged as the bad guy, so no one's even talking to him (which is sorta alright, because hey, he so doesn't give a shit about High School). Only option would be the Gleeks, and seriously, if he spends three months with Hummel, he's gonna end up wearing those freakishly tight pants and talking abot T-Zones and shit (and hey, he's a stud!). Cleaning pools is out as well, his mum overheard some cougars chatting in the mall…turns out Jewish mums really are freakishly good with guilt trips…
But he could deal with all that. He could deal without Finn, friends and cougars. What he can't deal with is seeing some douche-tard with a cleavers-haircut and shiny shoes offering his baby momma money to put his kid up for adoption….what he can't deal with is showing up one morning on Brit's doorstep to give Quinn some cash, and overhearing the Happy-Days-douchebag telling Quinn that he's found adoptive parents and he's ready to sign the paper-work so the stuff can be handled. Quinn sees him over the asshole's shoulder (his name's Christopher, but seriously, asshole fits better) and her eyes go freakishly wide. Puck just stands there, while the dude has yet to notice him. When the dude gets it, he turns around and looks at him. It's scary silent, suddenly.
"That true, Quinn?" is all he can say. Because honestly, saying more than that just seems too hard.
She opens her mouth, but can't really seem to look at him. She sputters for a while and he gets it. All of a sudden he can't stand anymore and just falls into the couch. Quinn's crying and shouting at him how she was scared… turns out, douche-tard is some guy from Sunday school Quinn's been banging behind his and Finn's back….turns also out, she was already pregnant when she fucked with him that night (Wine coolers, my ass!)
Without further ado, he turns and leaves. He barely hears Brittany asking him what's wrong, just gets in his truck and drives off.
But he could even deal with that, finding out that that little piece of Life that he thought he was responsible for, that he busted his ass to take care of, that he fought for, got beat up for and was basically put through hell for, isn't his…he could deal with feeling like somebody ripped his fucking heart out and jumped up and down on it.
The thing that breaks him, that just proves too much, is coming home that night after a whole day of driving, to find his fucked-up dead-beat of a dad sitting in the living room, grinning up at him like he didn't walk out seven years ago. For a few seconds he just stands there, looking at the bag of shit that beat on his mum and him more than once, and took off when his mum announced she was pregnant with his kid sister. He suddenly feels this numbness creeping up his legs. It's on autopilot he goes to the kitchen and listens to his mum saying how he's changed, it's on autopilot he goes upstairs, starts throwing clothes in his bag, grabs a tooth brush and some other stuff, his wallet, keys and jacket, throws the stuff in his truck and drives off. A few hours later he thinks his fucking autopilot might be broken….because how else could you explain that Noah "Puck" Puckerman ends up standing in front of Rachel Berry's Front Lawn at 3 in the morning, throwing stones at her window and waiting for the lights to go on…
So, whaddaya think? Read and review people, not sure if I manage to keep this thing going with uni-stress, if it's any good, but I'll try