Chapter 3
If Puck had to he could admit to himself that he was a little bit jealous of Jesse St James. He could admit that to himself, but there was no way he was going to admit that to St James. Instead he wanted to get St James by the neck and describe another feeling to him. He would explain to him in great detail why the former Gleek was going to do the right thing, and by the right thing he meant never contacting Kurt again. Puck had this all running through his mind as he made his way towards Vocal Adrenaline's school. He had just got to the main entrance when he came face to face with the man who he now hated more than anyone else in the world.
"Puck?" Puck could hear the worry in Jesse's voice as he grabbed him by the collar and pulled him around a corner out of the way. "People are going to know I'm missing."
"Don't care," Puck answer. "Now you're going to listen to me." Puck threw his former team mate against the stone wall with a force that made him groan in pain.
"What do you want Puck?" Jesse rubbed the back of his head where the wall had connected. "If you damage me in anyway I'll sue."
"If you come near my friend again, I'll kill you," Puck said using his usual mean voice. It was the same voice he used when he was reading his little sister bedtime stories with monsters in them, but that wasn't important right now.
"Please," Jesse scoffed. "Like I would have any use for that anymore. I had my fun..."
The former Gleek didn't need to say another word before Puck had him pressed against the wall even more. "So you just used him?" Puck really wanted to kill now. Usually his anger was all just for show, something to do to prove to the school he was a badass, but now he was really feeling it. "You screwed him and then just dumped him, just like that?"
"Him?" Jesse stood looking at Puck like he had two heads. "Who are we talking about?"
"Who are we..." Puck trailed off. "And they call me the asshole?" Puck laughed bitterly. "At least I know the names of the people I screw." Jesse stood with his back against the wall looking at Puck with the same 'what the hell are you talking about' look on his face. "Kurt," Puck snapped. "I'm talking about you screwing Kurt at Rachel's house party. Which is pretty shitty of you since you were dating Berry at the time."
"You think I slept with Kurt?" Jesse now stood laughing at Puck. "Oh my god you do don't you?"
"Don't treat me like I'm stupid," Puck snapped. "I know you both had sex at Rachel's party, he told me."
"Well he lied," Jesse said flippantly. "And if I remember correctly it was you and Kurt that disappeared off together at the end of the night. Now if you would let me go, I have dance practice." Jesse pushed himself from the wall to walk away leaving Puck standing there.
"You're lying," Puck called out as Jesse got to the corner.
"Go ask Kurt," Jesse said looking at Puck with a smirk. "He was the only one there that night that didn't drink." Jesse turned the corner leaving Puck standing staring at the ground in shook.
…...
Puck felt sick as he stood looking at the white door of Hummel's house. He had replayed St James' words over and over again in his mind on the ride over and now it was all making sense. Kurt Hummel, the school's only gay was now pregnant with his child and he was lying to him about it. Pretending it was someone elses so Puck didn't get involved. It all made so much sense now. Puck couldn't understand why Kurt would have sex with St James. They hadn't said two words to each other through the whole time Jesse was a member of New Directions, and Puck knew that. I mean he knew everything about Hummel.
Puck knocked lightly on the Hummel's front door praying silently that Kurt's father didn't answer. His prayers were answered when Finn stood smiling at him with his usual goofiness. "Hey man."
"You're going to have to leave," Puck said as he walked through the front door. "Go see Berry or catch a movie. I don't care what you do just don't come home for a few hours." Puck waited a few seconds for Finn to take in all the words before he pushed the lanky teen out of the front door. "And don't tell anyone I was here." Puck slammed the front door shut in Finn's confused face.
It wasn't hard for Puck to find Kurt in the large house, he just followed the sound of show tunes andfound himself in Kurt's basement room. "Listen Kurt I..." Puck from at the bottom of the steps at the sight of Kurt standing in front of the full length mirror rubbing lotion onto his stomach.
"How the hell did you get in here?" Kurt's cheeks flushed red as he crossed the bedroom to grab his shirt.
"Finn, he..." Puck watched in a daze as the small bump was covered by Kurt's silk shirt.
"This isn't Finn's room." Puck stood frozen on the bottom step as Kurt moved around the bedroom trying to hide his embarrassment at being caught with his shirt off. The baby bump was a lot bigger than it felt under Puck's hand's when he had felt it during the dumpster dive. It made a lot of sense though, Puck remembered the pictures of his mother when she was pregnant with him. How big her bump was, how round her stomach was. If he thought hard enough he could imagine Kurt like that, a big round belly. Maybe he would let Puck rub the lotion on it for him. He could... "Can I help you?" Puck's eyes shot off of Kurt's stomach to look into his eyes. "You're freaking me out, just staring like that."
"You lied." Puck stopped himself saying anything else. He knew he had to be careful or he would find himself with a pissed off Hummel on his hand's. Puck didn't have to say anything else anyway, Kurt knew exactly what he was talking about.
"So?" The ice queen came back so fast Puck felt his stomach flip at the sight of Kurt's bitchy attitude. "So I lied, big deal, it's not like you care anyway."
"You don't know anything about me." No one knew anything about Puck. No one cared enough to learn anything.
"I know you have this weird little obsession with me," Kurt said with a laugh that made Puck want to hit him, but the small bump stopped him. He kept his eyes on the bump as Kurt started talking again. "You follow me around and think I don't see you. I can see you watching me in the locker room like some sort of stalker." Puck tried blocking out the words and focused on the bump. Kurt was saying outloud all of his secrets, spilling them out of his mouth with so much hate that Punk felt his eyes sting with tears. "You have never said a nice word to me in the whole time you've known me, yet you look at me like you love me." Kurt let out a bigger laugh causing Puck to look up at him. "And then at Rachel's party..."
"What happened at Rachel's party?" Puck said interrupting Kurt's rant. "I don't remember anything."
"How convenient," Kurt spat out.
Puck felt his stomach sink at the look he was now getting from the younger singer. "I know we had sex..."
"If that's what you call it."
"Jesse said we disappeared during the party." Puck let his eyes fall to the bump again. "He said you would know what happened because you were the only one sober. I need to know what happened that night."
"You really want to know what happened that night?" Kurt took a step forward causing Puck to step back against the steps. "You want to know that you practically dragged me towards the bedroom, locking the door behind us. You want to know how you did everything you could to get what you wanted from me before leaving me there alone in the dark crying."
"No," Puck shook his head. "No I would never do that."
"Please," Kurt scoffed. "The whole school knows how you get your kicks with girls. You pick the dumb ones and convince them you love them, and just as they start falling for, you dump them and move onto the next one. Only this time you didn't pick a dumb one that would fall for your sweet words. I didn't fall for you, but yet you still got what you wanted. You took it from me even when I said no."
"No." Puck stumbled up the stairs backwards. "I would never hurt you."
"You were drunk," Kurt spat out. "So out of control."
"Kurt I wouldn't..."
"If you don't leave me and my baby alone I'll tell everyone how you raped me."
Puck spun around and ran the rest of the steps. He needed air, he couldn't breathe. Throwing open Kurt's front door Puck slumped to the ground on his knees as he gasped for air. Kurt's words replayed over and over again as he desperately tried to remember something, anything from that night.
