Just a one-shot I had rattling in my head while I was editing chapters of my other stories.
Enjoy!
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William Shuester wasn't sure what was happening at first. He was in his office when the strains of music floated to him but he didn't pay it too much attention. His kids were always practicing & it usually put a smile on his face. It didn't this time because he had a problem. Mercedes Jones. She'd quit glee & it might have been his fault. He wouldn't admit it to anyone else but after what happened with Emma's parents & the way they treated their daughter made him wonder if he was that way with his students.
Was it true that he favored Rachel? She had the more Broadway style of singing & she needed praise in the way that the others didn't. She couldn't handle rejection or failure. She hungered for fame in a way he hadn't seen since he was in high school. She had to have deserved the extra attention he showered on her.
In his musing, he didn't hear the music grow stronger but he did snap to attention when a voice was put to it. At first he thought it was Puck. He was the only rocker in their midst but this was a raw feminine voice that made Will take notice. Especially when he placed the voice's owner.
Ain't nobody like you
I've ever met before now
Take a normal picture of life
& you, you mess it around
You're just so complicated
I want to figure you out
Wanna write you on paper so I can
Sing your song by mouth
But more than I you are confused
You don't know why your head's unscrewed
Maybe one day you'll unbury the truth
For you get too jaded & then you can't take it
I
Am
Good
For
You
I know what you like &
I like the same things that you do
Let
Me
Inside
You
If you just open
Then we'd be rolling
In happiness, Mr. Colson
Let
Me
Love
You
It's all about you
Don't care about nobody else
Wanna break your mirror down
World is more than yourself
You live half your life
& you fake the rest
I fell for the hero you showed me
Cuz your half past success
But more than you I am confused
You never care about when I'm blue
Call me your girl & I call myself fool
But I still protect you from what's against you
I
Was
Good
For
You
I know what you believe
I see the same way as you do
But
You
Close
Me
Out
Of
You
If you'd just open
Then we'd be rolling
In happiness, Mr. Colson
Let
Me
Love
You
If I can't have it
Won't waste my time grabbin
Wrote you down rapid
Never took you for granted
I was inspired
It's the ways that my mind work
I'll sleep when I'm tired
Cuz you've started a fire
Now I can laugh
Cuz I'm open to grab
Something you'll never have
Yeah, now I can laugh
I
Was
Good
For
You
But it's a good thing that
I didn't sink for a fool
You
Were
Just
My
Muse
I've got so much story
Nothing can hold me
Til I find a new man
That's broken like Mr. Colson
That's broken like Mr. Colson
That's broken like Mr. Colson, yeah
Why'd you have to break me?
Oh
Mr. Colson
Will picked his jaw up from the floor. Such pain! Such power! Such unbridled passion! He had no idea. The song wasn't R&B. It wasn't hip hop or Top 40. It was pure rock. & it clearly had a message.
One that escape his attention at the irony. He'd talked to Shelby & knew she'd gone straight to her. He'd thought it was a joke or that she'd be back. They were a family. Things were always alright.
Will stood & opened his door that led to the choir room just in time to watch as she floated out. The song was the best he'd ever heard from her & he only saw it when she stepped from the curtain he'd held her behind.
He was Mr. Shue but he was Mercedes's Mr. Colson.
Mr. Colson by Cassie Steele
