PRIVATE EMOTION
Ricky Martin Featuring Meja
Every endless night, has a dawning day, every darkened sky, has a shinning ray.
It takes a lot to laugh as your tears roll by, but you will find me here until your tears run dry.
When the Babygate scandal broke, and Finn had beat the ever loving crap out of him, Noah Puckerman was surprised that when he pulled his truck to the curb after an hour of destinationless driving, he wound up in front of Rachel Berry's house.
He had meant what he said that day when he walked away from her, leaving her alone on the bleachers. They weren't friends before, but that didn't necessarily mean he didn't want to be. He had never really been dumped before (Santana didn't count cause really? Breaking up with him over a stupid credit score? Did any high school boys have decent credit? Besides they were still sexting and hooking up, which was fine by him, all the perks of a girlfriend without the duty of being a boyfriend? Now that was crunchy toast in his book.)
Grabbing his cell phone he sent Rachel a text, he really needed someone to be on his side in all of this, and he knew that if anyone could pull him back from the darkness threatening to engulf him right now it was Rachel. She had been the only one in his life besides his mother who thought he could make something of himself. Rachel had believed in him when he was unable to believe in himself.
We weren't friends before, but I could really use one now. I'm sorry for being a jerk, I just need you.
He waited with bated breath for 30 seconds before her response lit up his phone. Not that he'd ever admit it to anyone, but he was afraid of her response, if she turned him away he didn't know what he would do.
Come to me, you can find me here until your tears run dry.
He was up the porch, through the door and in her arms before he even realized he moved. She simply sat with him on the couch, cradling his larger form like a mother would her small child. She knew he didn't deserve her compassion or her comfort and that had their rolls been reversed he would've told her to go to hell, but right now he was hurting, far more than any teenaged boy should be able to hurt, and she would hold him until his tears ran dry.
Wow, I don't think I've ever not gotten any reviews before... Not that I've written much, but this is my first fic in almost 3 years... way to smack an author back to reality ffnet.
So here's song number 2... I have a third one done but I haven't edited it yet... not sure if I'm even going to bother seeing as there is no audience for it... Reviews equal love people! (and motivation!)