Disclaimer: yeah IM NOT DEAD! lol heres a Glee story (dont own nothing) for ya its Wemma so ENJOY!

He slowly opened his eyes. The light from his bathroom was immensely bright, almost blinding. He felt a tingling in his wrist and hand. He looked down at his aching wrist. Blood was all

over his faded blue jeans, and all over the tiles in his bathroom. Had he blacked out? He couldn't remember. All he knew was that he was sitting in a pool of his own blood. He felt that

pain is his hadn again and finally flipped his arm over. Thats when he saw it. There was a hug slash in his right wrist. He had tried to kill himself and it was working. He slowly reached

up and grabbed the edge of the sink. With pain coursing through his arm he slowly lifted himself up. He got dizzy. He almost fell over. His whole arm was pulsing even more now. He

reached up with his good hand and opened the medicine cabinet. Frantically he searched for something to stop the bleeding, but couldn't find anything. He groaned in both pain and

anger. He slammed the door. He had to get to a phone. He slowly walked over to his living room before he felt so dizzy he was seconds away from passing out again. He sat down on

his yellow couch and rested his head in his hands. He spotted the phone on the table and picked it up. Slowly and painfully he dialed 9-1-1. The receptionist answered and he quickly

told the girl that he was bleeding pretty bad and needed help. Blood was running down his arm and all over the couch. He dropped the phone and slowly fell on the arm of the couch.

He had blacked out again. William Schuester tried to kill himself; why? Two words: Emma Pillsbury..

(2 Weeks Earlier)

"Hey, Mr. Schue!" He was almost scared to the point of throwing the papers in his hand in the air. He turned, of course, Rachel.

"Oh, hey Rachel. What can I do for you?"

"Well I was meaning to ask you that I think we need to rehearse more for sectionals, I mean since the days are coming closer I feel that we need every opportunity to practice."

"Well, I can see what I can do, you know I have to fight coach Sue whenever I want to use the auditoruim."

"Thanks, Mr. Schue." Rachel smiled and left the room.

Just after Rachel had left and the door had slammed close, he heard it open again. He had a guess as to who it was, and found out as soon as she started talking.

"Well, William, I see your finally softening up like a sally." Yep, it was Sue.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Never mind, Will, that doesn't matter, what does matter is that I need the auditorium and can't. And thats a problem."

"Well, I'm sorry Sue, I have sectionals coming up and the glee club needs it more than your cheerios."

"What you need to do is stop bringing your annoying and yet sometimes entertaining personal life to work.

"I don't."

"Bull crap you don't. Will, you and I both know that you can't get over that ex-lover of yours, Emma."

"Why is that a bad thing? I can't love someone? Everything I do you just can't feel emotion for me."

"How long have you known me, Will?"

"Longer than I'd like to."

"And to this day, about everyday, I've told you that I hated you and its just now sinking in your thick skull?"

"You know what, Sue? Stay out of my personal life and business. I'm fine without Emma. As long as she's happy, then so am I."

"What a crop of crap."

"Why are you so into my relationships all of a sudden?"

"I'm not. I heard that floating around the break room. Remember, I only came here to try and force you to give me the auditorium. Your feelings for Emma brought on this whole

shin-dig."

"You're the one who brought this up!"

"Or did I?" She slowly walked away with that signature "Sue Sylvestor" grin.

Will sat in his office grading papers from his Spanish class. He couldn't help but think about what Sue had said only hours prior. Even though he knew it was crazy, he couldn't help but

to think that for the first time that Sue Sylvestor was actually. . . right? For the past month all he was thinking about was Emma. He couldn't help but be invidious over Carl. He had the

woman he loved and there was nothing he could do about it. He knew that Carl was a great guy. All he ever wanted was for her to be happy, even if he wasn't the one making her

happy. It wasn't irregular for Will to imagine and fantasize about holding her in his arms, in fact he was having one of those while he was grading Finns paper. He was so lost in his

fantasies and dreams he didn't realize that he had been scribbling all over Finns paper. "Oh, great!" he thought, how was he going to explain that one to Finn? "Oh, so when I was

grading your paper I got the urge to scribble all over it, sorry." Just then, he heard someone with heels on approaching his desk. It was Emma.

"Hi, Will." Her smile was beautiful, her amazing red hair was breathtaking and her cute little nose immediately brought a smile to his face.

"Well, hello. What brings you to my office today?" He smiled as she pulled up a chair and sat across from him.

"Oh, I just wanted to see how you were doing, haven't seen you as much as I used to." She smiled at him again. He loved to see her smile.

"Well, glee club is doing great, we are almost ready for sec-"

"No, Will, I meant how are you doing?"

His look of happiness slowly washed off his face. He lowered his head for a second, started rubbing his head.

"Well, uh, Me? Well, I've been okay. Ya know, same old, same old." He fidgeted with papers on his desk, he was never this nervous in her presence.

"You say that but you won't look at me." She stood up and walked over to him. He turned to her, meeting her beautiful eyes with his.

"I'm fine, really." He smiled at her, but she still didn't buy it.

"Will, I've known you long enough to tell when your lying." She sat on his desk. He laughed a little.

"You remember that day when you told me that I needed to be alone and find out what I really wanted?"

"Oh, Will, don't star-"

"No, okay. Just hear me out. Now I know that Carl is a great guy. He is good looking and an exceptional dentist. But after this long period of me being alone, I realized that the only

woman in the world that Will Schuester could ever love...is you." Nobody spoke. Will knew that she probably was going to pursue him for an even bigger ass.

"Will, I'm sorry, I can't just break up with Carl."

"Why not?"

"Because, Will..."

"You don't love me anymore." He stood up breaking their eye contact

"No, Will it's not that. It's-" Will grabbed his coat off the back of his chair.

"Will, please don't put me in this position." She followed him out the door.

"I'm not doing anything." She pushed ahead of him, stopping him in his tracks.

"Listen, Will. I love you, I just want you to be happy."

"Well, I'm not."

"Will..." She stopped him again and she couldn't help it. She slowly brought her face towards his. To her surprise he didn't back away. He brushed the hair behind her ear and closed

the gap between them. Just them, alone in the dark empty hallway...

SOOOOOOOO TELL ME IF I SHOULD GO ON, obviously its not done yet =)