Chapter Two: Gravity
Author's Note: I am really sorry this took so long to post. I had the beginning written for the longest time, but school gets in the way. I took on a second job as well, so I am much busier than usual. I also couldn't express the scene the way I wanted. It looks amazing in my head, but it's hard to express… you know? I hope you enjoy it anyway! I know it's short, but it's a bit of a build-up, SORRY! The next chapter will have lots of drama!
Will Schuester stood in front of the Glee club and was trying to assure them that he wasn't crazy. He was dressed more casually than usual, it was a Friday after all. Dark wash jeans, a semi-clean pair of tennis shoes, and a William-McKinley High shirt made him look and feel five years younger.
"Mr. Schue, why have you been so… 'spacey' lately?" Finn spoke his concern. His teacher was usually so put together and seemed to have it all figured out. Lately, it seemed Will couldn't concentrate on any musical number that Glee kids practiced. Will had just messed up the lyrics to "Hello", the song that the kids had chosen to perform at Regionals.
"Well," Will took a deep breath, "I wasn't planning on announcing it, but I've just been going through some family stuff. I think it's leading to… a divorce." The Glee kids started murmuring amongst each other. Rachel rose from her seat and walked to Will's side. He could smell the soft scent of cherry blossoms coming off her creamy skin.
Something always brings me back to you
It never takes too long
No matter what I say or do
I still feel you here 'til the moment I'm gone
"I am sincerely sorry, Mr. Schue," Rachel gently touched his shoulder and returned to her seat. Finn walked up to Will next and touched him on the back.
"That's rough, Mr. Schue. I think it'll work out okay though," Finn nodded his head and sat back down.
"Thanks you guys," Will hung his head and dismissed the Glee kids. Rachel hung back, packing up her pink backpack. Will dropped to his knees to help her gather her books that had scattered during the course of rehearsal.
"Thanks, Mr. Schue," Rachel continued to shuffle the papers into a neat pile. Her blue skirt had ridden up past her knees and Will couldn't take his eyes off her. "Mr. Schue, are you okay? You sorta… blanked." Rachel touched his arm for only a moment, but it sent a jolt of electricity through him.
You hold me without touch
You keep me without chains
I never wanted anything so much
Than to drown in your love and not feel your rain
Will felt a traitor tear roll down his cheek. He quickly wiped it away and at the same time felt Rachel slid a little closer. He reached over and pulled her into a hug. He buried his face into her dark hair. She felt his hot breath in her ear and melted into his body, forming herself into the curve of him. "Mr. Schue?" Will practically pushed Rachel to the floor as he let her go. Puck walked into the room, hands in his pockets, and walked over to Rachel. He helped her up and put his arm around her tiny waist. "Mr. Schue?"
Set me free, leave me be
I don't wanna fall another moment into your gravity
Here I am and I stand so tall
I'm just the way I'm supposed to be
But you're on to me and all over me
Will wiped another tear from his face. "Yeah, I'm fine. Rachel, I'm… sorry. That was… really inappropriate." He grabbed his messenger bag from the top of the piano and practically ran from the room.
Puck pulled Rachel into him and asked, "What was he doing?"
"He just needed a hug, Noah. That's all." Rachel rested her head against his chest, knowing full-well in her heart that she wanted more.
You loved me 'cause I'm fragile
When I thought that I was strong
But you touch me for a little while
And all my fragile strength is gone
Will ran to his beat-up car and turned the ignition. He peeled out of the parking lot and let the thoughts run wildly through his mind. He knew he was in trouble. Sure, he needed a bit of comfort, but he had let his thoughts run while he was holding Rachel. He knew that he was thinking about much more than just a hug. He couldn't bring himself to say the words out loud. What about Emma? What about Terri? Will ran a hand through his curly hair and then turned on the radio.
Set me free, leave me be
I don't wanna fall another moment into your gravity
Here I am and I stand so tall
I'm just the way I'm supposed to be
But you're on to me and all over me
Rachel lay in bed that night, thinking over the events of the evening. She and Noah had set a date for the following night and he had been particularly secretive about it. The only thing is… she couldn't get a certain teacher out of her mind. She quickly shook the thought from her mind. After all, they had been down this road before. At least… she had.
You're on to me, on to me and all over
Something always brings me back to you
It never takes too long