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