AN: Happy Halloween guys! Hope you enjoy the creepiness! And yeah, Glee is coming back tomorrow meaning a new BtK!
Chapter 2: And If Your Heart Stops Beating
Blaine was surprised when a new teacher walked into his Algebra II class on Monday. He had been attending McKinley High for all of a month, but he knew teachers just didn't switch frequently like this, and their normal teacher had come in sick last week, claiming that no matter how sick she became she would still come and teach them.
"Good morning class!" the new guy said cheerily. He was tall and gangly, his eyes such a dark blue they were almost black, with light brown hair and extremely pale skin. "I'll be your new teacher for the remainder of the year!"
"What happened to Mrs. Alison?" Quinn, the only senior in the normally junior filled class having been held back do to the baby drama her sophomore year, asked starkly, her hazel eyes hard.
The smile fell off the new teachers face. "She… had an accident." He said, glancing around almost nervously.
Blaine shivered at his tone. He didn't know why, but he really didn't like this guy. He just seemed… slimy.
There was a short silence were everyone processed this information before the teacher clapped, causing Blaine to jump and nearly fall on Quinn, who just glared at him, shoving him harshly back into his seat.
"My name is Mr. Voles!" he explained, cherry tone back as he wrote the name swiftly across the blackboard. "Now, these notes say you were working on linear equations and functions…"
XxXxX
She was angry. That wasn't part of their plan. As far as she could tell, it was completely pointless.
Luckily, she managed to corner him in the men's bathroom when there was no one else around.
Technically, she wasn't supposed to be in here, but she couldn't care if she tried.
Just before she could begin to scold him, he said in a calm voice "You'll be happy to know you were right, I did miss it."
This caught her off guard. He was facing away from her and this wasn't exactly a normal meeting place with just the two of them. That and she really hadn't thought he'd say something like that, something that gave her even a slight compliment.
She quickly shook her head, not letting herself get distracted. She had come here for a reason, after all.
"Why the hell did you kill Mrs. Alison?" Her voice was low, ever aware that someone could overhear.
"It was a necessity." He answered nonchalantly as he washed his hands.
She glared. "It will just make us more suspicious and we didn't agree on it!" she stage whispered, her eyes practically glowing will ill contained rage.
He just smiled, as though dealing with a child who wanted to eat desert before dinner. "Just planning ahead my dear"
She looked at him in disbelief, wondering why she enlisted this man's help in the first place.
"Planning ahead for what?"
He only smiled. "It would be extremely uncouth if someone found you in here, you know" he said gently, coxing almost.
She huffed, but she knew he was right. Besides, it didn't really matter, as long as he helped her in the end.
And so, without a clear answer to her question, she stormed out.
XxXxX
"I don't know, Kurt he just seemed… too happy." Blaine explained later that day with a helpless shrug.
Kurt raised an eyebrow at his younger boyfriend as he shut his locker. "Blaine, he's a teacher, and probably not thrilled of the fact. He was probably just trying to make the best of his situation." Kurt explained rationally as they began walking towards Glee practice.
Blaine sighed. "I guess so," He couldn't shake the feeling that there was something up with this guy though.
XxXxX
It was after school, and Puck was on his way to Shelby's house to visit Beth.
The mohawked teen couldn't remember a time he was so… happy? Content? Awestruck?
Whatever the feeling was, it felt good. Beth was such an angel, a blessing. She was his.
He felt like everything was right when he saw her cute little face. She gave his life meaning.
Suddenly, a voice snapped him away from his path.
"Puckerman." It hissed darkly, in such a way he almost didn't recognize it.
He turned, his eyes set in a glare. What the hell did she want?
She stopped in front of him, the grin on her face making him feel queasy.
"A word, please?" she asked, the same manic way about her despite the whispered tone she spoken in.
He glanced around, noticing another familiar face in the man standing behind her. His eyebrows furrowed in confusion. When did those two…? But he supposed it didn't really matter.
"This had better be quick" he snapped, already thoroughly pissed that this was cutting into the precious time he had with his daughter.
For a reason he couldn't explain, her smile just widened at his words.
"Oh, don't worry," she said airily. "But can we go over there?" she pointed her gloved hands towards a nearby building, which was actually closed for the day. "It's kind of personal."
Puck knew he could break into the building in two seconds flat, but he didn't want to get sent back to juvie, especially when he had Beth to consider.
The brunet behind the young women must have sensed Puck's indecision, because he prompted "It'll be really fast Noah, and it needs to be discussed now."
He gave each of them a steady look. If it was just her, he probably would've declined but… he knew he could trust the blue eyed man. Or at least, he was pretty sure.
And so, with a grunt, the muscular boy picked the lock with practiced perfection and the trio slipped inside, unseen.
Once inside, the girl stood at an almost uncomfortable closeness to Puck, her breath ghosting over his lips as she stood on her tip-toes. He had to catch his breath. He didn't have those kinds of feeling for the girl, but that didn't mean she wasn't attractive.
"I thought I loved you once," she whispered, her breath tainted, reminding Puck of what she had let herself become.
"I only slept with you." Puck responded on instinct, but he knew it was more than that. Life was always more complicated than simple answers. His eyes shifted to the side uncomfortably, reminding him of the other presence in the room. "What's he doing here?"
He stepped forward, his shoes making a piecing sound in the silence. "I hate you, Noah Puckerman. I've hated you for as long as I can remember." He said by way of explanation, his voice silky, only a hint of anger prominent throughout it.
This confused Puck. What had he done to warrant someone to hate him, especially this man? Sure, he had messed up a couple of times in his life, but hadn't everyone? He had thought he's made to up to everyone he hurt in his teenage confusion, including these two!
Looking between the blonde and brunet, he couldn't help but think 'apparently I needed to do a better job.'
"You hurt us," the girl hissed, her eyes flaring in anger, her calm persona slipping away into something truly terrifying.
"And now, you're going to pay."
XxXxX
Blaine got the text just before he went to bed.
"I love you BB! Xox-Kurt"
Blaine smiled, imagining the warm tone Kurt would say it in, his smile brightening his clear blue-green eyes.
Kurt only called him 'BB' was he was extremely happy or scared, and Blaine secretly loved the endearment, though he wondered what Kurt was so happy about.
"Love u 2! Night! XX-Blaine"
Blaine smiled as he pressed 'send'. He loved Kurt more than anything in the world, no matter what.
XxXxX
Will Schuester was tired of being called into principal Figgins's office.
It seemed like he was constantly being called here for the stupidest reasons; 'Your Glee kids are ruining the school!' 'End Glee club' 'We have no money, William!' 'That was completely inappropriate!'
He steeled himself, getting ready for another reprimand that would surely be about nothing and be forgotten in a month's time.
When he got to the office, of course, Sue was already there.
"What's this about?" Will asked tiredly. He was expecting Sue to launch into a triad about his failure as a person or something, but instead he was met with a tense silence.
Finally, Figgins took it upon himself to break the awkward hush that was unlike their group. "Late last night, Noah Puckerman was found dead in a convenience store. There was a suicide note with the body. He shot himself, William."
Will fell back into one of the plush chairs, though it felt hard and cold when he sat in it. No, no, this couldn't be happening. Noah had never seemed depressed, especially not recently with the return of Beth.
The children in Glee club were like his kids. They were dysfunctional and all had problems, but none of them seemed suicidal. He felt like a failure. Oh God, what must Puck have been feeling that drove him to this?
He jumped when Sue placed a hand on his back when he started crying. If he didn't know any better, he'd think she actually cared.
"I know I teased you guys, and sometimes rightfully so." He had to glare at this, finding the sadness channeling to anger rather easily. "But I never wanted anyone to die." The woman told him, taking her hand away quickly and turning in another direction, as though realizing what she was saying.
He knew she was trying, really, he did, but the anger was coiled inside him, rolling like a storm cloud, and he couldn't control the punch he sent at her. He just needed to blame someone for this, and he had always felt an animosity towards Sue.
"William!" the principal hissed as he stood and moved between the two rivals. "This isn't helping! Do you know how much bad publicity Noah's death will bring to the school?"
Will stared at him. "Is that all you care about? Fucking publicity?" He spat the word like it was poison.
Figgins started to sweat, moving his shaking hands nervously at the accusation. "You'd better get to your Glee club, William." He said shakily.
Will gladly obeyed, wondering how the hell he was going to tell the kids someone they looked to like a brother had just killed himself.
XxXxX
"Mr. Voles was acting even more suspicious today, Kurt! He kept wringing his hands and glancing around!" Blaine explained as his boyfriend linked arms with him, both ignoring the people around them who were staring. The anti-bullying policy from last year was still going strong.
Kurt rolled his eyes at the shorter boy's dramatics. "What do you think he did Blaine, murder someone?" he asked amusement clear in his tone.
Blaine sighed, resisting the urge to run his hand through his gel covered hair. "I don't know, Kurt. He's just creepy."
As they walked into the Glee room, it appeared everyone was there already except for Puck. This wasn't unusual, considering Puck often arrived late unless absolutely necessary.
"And they say I'm the over-dramatic one." Kurt said with an obnoxious sigh and hand gesture to prove his point.
Blaine laughed, nudging Kurt slightly as they took their seats. "Puh-lease Kurt, you are the overly-dramatic one."
Kurt smiled and Blaine felt his heart swell. "And don't you forget it!"
They both laughed, only stopping when their teacher wandered in.
"Settle down guys." Will said, his face pale as a ghost.
"What's wrong Mr. Shue?" Artie asked, his brow furrowed in concern.
The curly haired man looked like he was fighting to hold back tears. "Puck shot himself last night… he-he's dead."
Everything was silent.
"That's not funny, Mr. Shue." Tina whispered, her voice small and trembling slightly as she clutched tightly onto Mike's forearm.
And then Will started sobbing again, and everyone knew this wasn't a prank, that this was real.
Blaine hadn't known Puck long, but they were still friends, and Puck had promised to beat the shit out of anyone who 'touched his boy's boy'.
He felt so selfish when he only began crying when he remembered how he'd tried to kill himself when he was thirteen. He wondered if Puck felt the same way he had; like he was suffocating in darkness with no chance to ever feel joy again.
When Blaine finally got his bearings again, he realized he realized he was no longer sitting in his chair, but sideways across Kurt's lap with his arms unconsciously wound around Kurt's neck while Kurt held his waist, his own face buried in Blaine's shoulder.
Oh God, how must Kurt feel? Puck had been his friend for a lot longer, and he knew Puck had come to their house a lot after he rekindled his friendship with Finn.
"Are you okay, BB?" Kurt asked softly, his voice not trembling or hard, just quiet.
Blaine just nodded, not trusting his throat. He swallowed a few times, then "It was just… really sudden."
Kurt didn't say anything, just pulled Blaine closer.
After a moment of silence, Kurt ventured faintly "You won't ever leave me like that, will you BB?"
Blaine shook his head, attempting to get impossibly closer to the warmth and comfort of his boyfriend. "No," he whispered. "I'll stay with you no matter what."
