Puck's voice is a bit different then what it was in the first three, but that's because of what happens. Also, how he changes as a person, the voice of Puck will change too.
Sensitivity.
Episode four – preggers.
I'm not a sensitive person, my mom's told me it thousands of times, told me I need to learn to keep my mouth shut before it gets me in serious trouble. Well guess what; it has.
Maybe if I could control the filter that connected my mouth and dick to my brain, I wouldn't be buried waist deep in crap. I've always been impulsive, it's one of the reasons I'm a fucking badass. Even though most girls won't say it, they want somebody that will excite them, they want a thrill, to feel like a bad girl and I'm the perfect person for the job. But as I stood in the middle of the hall after hearing those two words from Finn, regret swimming around my gut, I know I had been a fucking idiot.
I don't regret Quinn getting preggers, I mean, sure, I'm not ready to be a father, but I'm still a badass, I can deal with it, I can pull through for her and the kid. I needed to prove to my mom that I wouldn't be a dead beat like my old man. That I'd never leave my kid and the baby mommy.
I do regret doing this to Finn though. Finn's my man, my bro, has been since we were six years old and now his girlfriend was pregnant with my kid...how fucked up is that?
Finn aside, I still had to confront Quinn about this and find out what we were going to do, if we were going to tell him.
It had taken me ages to finally track her down, some of the jocks sent me strange looks 'cause I kept asking if anybody had seen my best man's girl.
I found her walking down the hall in a daze and it wasn't long before she grabbed me out of the spotlight, trying to avoid anyone finding out.
Like I had said before, I've never been sensitive to people, and I've never been the type to be affected when people insult me. It just wasn't me, I knew who I was and nobody could tell me different.
Quinn though, she had managed to hit a soft spot.
The day my dad left, I had made a promise. I promised myself I would never become a dead beat like him, somebody who just wallowed at home, have his own private pity party, unemployed and drunk. I vowed I would always have a job to support my family, no matter what that job was, as long as it brought in money.
That's why the whole pool cleaning business started. I wasn't good at many things, playing the guitar, singing and sex are about the only things I can do well. So I put it to my advantage. First I had had just started singing in the town for money, then somebody had said something to me, about a woman paying him to sleep with him.
That's when I started the pool cleaning business, it was just a cover up so if the coppers every found out. It hadn't bothered me at first, hell; I was getting paid to bang so hot chicks, why would I complain. I then became the school stud by the guys and some woman. I was the female version of Santana, just a whore, but I couldn't let anyone see it bothered me.
They wouldn't have understood. My mom needed the money, since my dad had run of with all their saving. But they don't need to know that anyway, it's not like it's any of their fucking business.
I had told her I would get the money, but she refused to listen, told me i was a dead beat, like my dad before she ran off.
I had been pissed for the entire day, a few nerds had found that out the hard way.
When I got home, mother was there; the school had obviously called her and told her about my behaviour. She didn't yell at me, didn't scream or cry or anything, she just opened her arms and I fell into her, burring my face in her shoulder.
Funny really, I'm the fucking badest dude at Mckinly and here i was, fucking crying into my mom's shoulder over something some girl had said to me.
"What did you do?" She whispered after she had guided me on to the sofa; it was the first thing she had said to me in over a week.
I couldn't form a sentence, so just whispered 'Quinn.' She knew, it had only taken a second. Mom knew I liked Quinn, like, a lot. And she knew of my reputation at McKinley for being a bit of a slut, but not about the MILF's. I couldn't tell her that, she would hate herself.
"You got her pregnant, didn't you?"
I stared down at her and I could see the disappointment in her eyes.
"I'm sorry, mom." I whispered.
She sighed before muttering "You always are, Noah."
And in that instant I knew I had to change. I had to change for my little sister, she needed a better male modal in her life. I had to change for my mom, she had been through so much already, I had to change for Quinn and our baby and most importantly, i had to change for Finn.
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