Chapter 6: Everything Changes
(*Trigger Warning for Sensitive Topics*)
The obnoxious ringtone that her sister put on her phone was ringing. Quinn was beyond tired and hated the ringtone. She looked at her phone to see who was calling her and found out that it was Santana.
"What do you want, Santana? It's two in the morning." Quinn angrily whispered.
"Quinnie, quinine! I needz you to picks me up." Santana slurred.
"No, I'm not picking you up. Remember I told you I wouldn't." Quinn said.
"Oh come on, Quinnie please."
"Santana, you've been drinking too much. You need to stop."
"Just help me please." Santana slurred out.
Quinn groaned.
"Fine, but this is the last time, I mean it."
"You're the bestest, Fabgay, I mean Fabray."
"Where are you?"
"I'm at a party at Puck's."
"I'll be there in twenty. Just sit down and don't move until I get there, got it?"
"Okay, Quinnie. Love you lots."
Quinn hung up the phone and made sure not to wake her mother before walking downstairs and taking her car.
When she arrived at the party, it was practically deserted. She saw a few people passed out in various locations but didn't see Puck. She found Santana lying on the sofa. Her make-up was smudged and her hair looked awful.
"Come on, Santana. I'm here."
Santana started crying as Quinn helped her stand up.
"I'm so sorry, Quinn. So sorry. I love you. You're my best friend."
Quinn could barely hear what Santana was saying so she ignored it and helped her walk outside to her car. She rolled down the window so Santana could puke if she needed to. Quinn drove back to Santana's house and sneaked her up into her bedroom. Santana fell right into bed.
"Okay, now I promise this is the last time, I'm gonna do this. You've been drinking way too much, Santana. You need to stop." Quinn said.
Santana was crying even more.
"I'm so sorry. I'm just so sad. Everyone hates me cuz I like girls including me and I feel so alone, like nobody understands me."
Quinn sat down on the bed. Santana pulled out her cell phone and accidentally called Rachel unbeknownst to both girls.
"Santana, you're not the only girl who likes girls. I told you that I do. I feel alone too but drinking isn't going to make your pain go away, it just makes it worse. You really need to get help."
"I'm fine," Santana said unconvincingly. "I don't need any help."
"You've drank every night this week. You've been doing horrible on all your tests, you haven't done any work. Brittany is miserable."
"Britt loves me." Santana said.
"Yes, she does but not like this. If you keep this up, you're going to lose her and me and the people at Glee."
Santana grabbed Quinn's hand.
"No, please don't go. I'll stop, please don't go."
"I love you, Santana but this is exhausting. I'm tired, it's almost three in the morning, I have school tomorrow, I can't keep doing this. I don't wanna keep sneaking you in your room, I have to get my sleep."
"Okay, Quinn. I'm all set. But before you go, can I ask you, did you tell Rachel about how you loveee her?"
"No, Santana. I'm not going to tell her."
"Why not? You guys would be so cute."
"Santana, I'm not telling her. I don't have a chance, I'm giving up."
"Oh, don't give up, Quinn. Don't give-"
Santana then went right to sleep. Quinn pulled the sheets over her and then walked out. From the other phone line, Rachel dropped the phone in shock.
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Kurt had also been at Puck's party. He and Blaine were fooling around with Sam and Puck upstairs. Kurt realized that he was just about to break curfew so he said goodbye to his friends. He knew he was too drunk to drive so he decided to walk home. His house was only a few blocks away from Puck's. Along the way, Kurt suddenly felt paranoid. As if something bad might happen but he shrug the thought of as simply paranoia. All of the sudden he felt himself being shoved to the ground. He looked up and saw Karofsky with a glazed look in his eye.
"David, get off of me!" Kurt shouted.
"I've wanted you for so long, Kurt. I'm not gonna wait for you to say yes."
Kurt tried to break away but Karofsky was stronger. Kurt tried to scream for help but no one heard him. Kurt tried to fight as hard as he could but it was no match for the football player. He tore through Kurt's pants and pulled him on his side. Karofsky undid his pants and Kurt knew what was gonna happen. He closed his eyes and tried to block everything out. He hoped the sensation of forced sexual intercourse would go away and that Karofsky would just leave him alone.
After what felt like hours, Kurt opened his eyes and Karofsky was gone. He was aching all over and couldn't stop crying. All he wanted to do was go home and take a shower and just forget everything that had just happened. He ran as fast as he could until he got to his house. As he opened the door, his father was waiting for him.
"Kurt, do you know what time it is?" Burt asked.
"I'm sorry, Dad. The party was super fun. I didn't want to leave."
"Kurt, your curfew is two. You went past it."
"Glad to see you can tell time." Kurt snapped.
"Hey, don't have that attitude with me." Burt replied.
"Fine, then ground me. Just leave me alone!" Kurt shouted.
Kurt then raised upstairs and locked his bedroom door so his father wouldn't come in. He turned on the bathroom water and embraced his body, trying to clean himself as much as he could. The tears came back again along with the feelings of complete loneliness. Kurt knew he couldn't tell anyone about what happened. He would have to keep it to himself.
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The next day in Glee, Mr. Schue wrote mash-up on the board. Everyone knew what that meant. It was the annual girls versus boys mash-up competition.
"Everytime around this year, we do mash-ups. As usual, we will have the boys versus the girls. The theme this year will be emotional ballads. I don't want any light fun songs about dancing, I want songs that convey emotions, strong ones. I want this year to be the best mash-up competition yet!"
The boys and the girls were then invited to separate. The girls stayed in the choir room and the boys went to the auditorium.
As usual, Rachel sat in the center of the girls and began talking about her ideas.
"Clearly we need a Streisand number, we could match up songs from Funny Girl with me on lead of course."
"No. Something from this century, please." Santana said.
"Barbra is perfection." Rachel replied.
"I agree. I think we need something more modern. No offense, Rachel." Tina said.
"What about something by Demi Lovato?" Quinn asked.
All the girls looked at her except Rachel.
"Demi? You mean the girl from the X-Factor who tripped out on crack and beat up her dancer?" Santana asked.
"The very same but let's not focus on that aspect of her peresay. when Skyscraper came out, everyone was talking." Quinn said.
"Skyscrapers are tall." Brittany said.
"Thank you, Brittany." Tina replied.
"I do what I can." Brittany said.
"Well, I also love the song Lightweight by her too. I mean, I've never had a relationship so I don't know what the song exactly feels like but I do know the feeling of being vulnerable and the irony since I'm not exactly light weight." Mercedes said.
The girls patted her back in reassurance and told her they loved her for who she was but Mercedes simply tuned them out.
"Alright, so we'll do a mash-up of Skyscraper and Lightweight. That sounds like a plan." Quinn said.
All the girls nodded. Quinn greeted Rachel after the girls started to pick-up and Rachel simply gave her a simple hello and quickly walked away from her causing Quinn to wonder what was going on with her.
The boys were all in the auditorium fighting over what song they should choose. There was a major awkwardness as Finn, Puck and Sam refused to talk to each other and Kurt was off by himself and whenever he was asked to join the group, Kurt shook his head and looked away.
As the boys kept arguing, Blaine decided to go over to Kurt and try to figure out what was wrong with him. When he sat down next to Kurt, Kurt tensed up and looked away.
"Baby, what's wrong?" Blaine asked.
"Nothing, I'm fine." Kurt said.
"Babe, please talk to me." Blaine said.
Kurt looked at him.
"I said, I'm fine." He said angrily.
"I don't think you're telling me the truth." Blaine said.
"What part of fine don't you understand?" Kurt snapped.
Blaine was now very concerned and reached out his hand to touch Kurt but Kurt winced and looked away.
"Kurt, baby. Please, I'm just trying to help."
"Just go away." Kurt said.
Blaine stood up.
"Kurt, if this is about our four way with Sam and Puck, we can stop if you don't want to do it, I thought it would just be fun."
Kurt looked up at him.
"No, it's fine. I like it. We can keep going."
Kurt then realized that if he wanted to keep what happened to him a secret, he would have to pretend like he was fine. After taking a deep breath, Kurt stood up.
"I'm sorry, Blaine. I was rude to you. I've just been stressed out lately but it's no excuse for me to take it out on you. I'm very sorry."
"It's fine, Kurt. No worries. I understand stress." Blaine said.
Kurt then leaned in to kiss Blaine on his lips but as Kurt kissed him, he still couldn't help but feel intensely uncomfortable. Blaine didn't notice this and simply enjoyed his boyfriend's kiss.
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All of the glee kids were now in the auditorium. The girls were on stage, ready to perform their mash-up. The boys were all seated in the auditorium. Mr. Schue and Emma were both sitting together.
"Welcome to the third annual mash-up competition! To help me judge the competition, I've asked Miss Pilsburry to help pick a winner. First up, is the girls!"
The boys and the teachers clapped as Quinn stood out in center stage.
"For our mash-up, we chose two songs by Demi Lovato. We believe they represent a strong and emotional spirit of staying strong but also showing our vulnerabilities to the people we love."
Quinn stood back with the other girls who all began humming.
RACHEL
THE SLIGHTEST WORDS YOU SAID
HAVE ALL GONE TO MY HEAD
I HEAR ANGELS SING IN YOUR VOICE
TINA
WHEN YOU PULL ME CLOSE
FEELINGS I'VE NEVER KNOWN
THEY MEAN EVERYTHING
AND LEAVE ME NO CHOICE
SANTANA
LIGHT ON MY HEART, LIGHT ON MY FEET
LIGHT IN YOUR EYES, I CAN'T EVEN SPEAK
DO YOU EVEN KNOW HOW YOU MAKE ME WEAK
MERCEDES
LIKE I'M MADE OF GLASS
LIKE I'M MADE OF PAPER
GO ON AND TRY TO TEAR ME DOWN
I WILL BE RISING FROM THE GROUND
LIKE A SKYSCRAPER, LIKE A SKYSCRAPER
QUINN
AS THE SMOKE CLEARS
I AWAKEN AND UNTANGLE YOU FROM ME
WOULD IT MAKE YOU FEEL BETTER
TO WATCH ME WHILE I BLEED
BRITTANY
ALL MY WINDOWS, STILL ARE BROKEN
BUT I'M STANDING ON MY FEET
ALL GIRLS
YOU CAN TAKE EVERYTHING I HAVE
YOU CAN BREAK EVERYTHING I AM
RACHEL, SANTANA
I'M A LIGHTWEIGHT
BETTER BE CAREFUL WHAT YOU SAY
QUINN, BRITTANY
WITH EVERY WORD I'M BLOWN AWAY
YOU'RE IN CONTROL OF MY HEART
MERCEDES, TINA
I'M A LIGHTWEIGHT
EASY TO FALL, EASY TO BREAK
WITH EVERY MOVE MY WHOLE WORLD SHAKES
ALL GIRLS
KEEP ME FROM FALLING APART
RACHEL
GO RUN, RUN, RUN I'M GONNA STAY RIGHT HERE
WATCH YOU DISSAPPEAR YEAH
SANTANA
GO RUN RUN RUN, YEAH IT'S A LONG WAY DOWN
BUT I'M CLOSER TO THE CLOUDS UP HERE
MERCEDES
YOU CAN TAKE EVERYTHING I HAVE
QUINN
I'M A LIGHTWEIGHT
MERCEDES
YOU CAN BREAK EVERYTHING I AM
QUINN
BETTER BE CAREFUL WHAT YOU SAY
MERCEDES
LIKE I'M MADE OF GLASS
QUINN
WITH EVERY WORD I'M BLOWN AWAY
TINA
LIKE I'M MADE OF PAPER
BRITTANY
YOU'RE IN CONTROL OF MY HEART
TINA
SO GO ON AND TRY TO BRING ME DOWN
BRITTANY
KEEP ME FROM FALLING APART
TINA
I WILL BE RISING FROM THE GROUND
ALL GIRLS BUT TINA
KEEP ME FROM FALLING APART
TINA
LIKE A SKYSCRAPER
ALL GIRLS BUT TINA
KEEP ME FROM FALLING APART
TINA
LIKE A SKYSCRAPER
Everyone cheered for the girls as they bowed.
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Finn was in the locker room, getting dressed when a few of his football buddies were talking to him about plays, booze and girls.
"One time I fucked this girl in the ass. She was complaining that it hurt but I didn't care. It felt so good." One of them said.
"Really? I got to try that sometime." Another one said.
"What about you, Finn? Have you ever done anal?"
Finn shook his head.
"Isn't that kinda nasty? I mean doesn't she poop out of there?"
"Nah, dude. It's hot. It's even tighter than pussy."
"Oh, well, truthfully I'm not having much luck with the ladies."
"Aww, are you gay, Hudson?"
The guys then started laughing and Finn blushed.
"No, I'm not gay. I just haven't had any luck. You know how girls are."
"Don't be afraid to show a little force, I mean they'll do what you say. You just gotta show them who's boss." A jock said.
"That's not me." Finn said.
"Well that's why you're not getting any pussy."
The jocks laughed again. Puck and Sam then entered the locker room.
"Yo, check out those homos." A jock said.
"What? Who told you?" Finn said shockingly.
"Wait what?" A jock asked.
"Crap! I didn't say anything." Finn said.
"Puck and Sam are gay?" A jock asked.
"No, they're bi. Crap, I didn't say that either." Finn said.
"Oh my god. Lima's badass and trouty mouth are cocksuckers? This is too good!"
"Guys! Stop! I didn't say that." Finn replied.
But it was too late. The jocks were laughing at each other and soon started saying homophobic remarks to Sam and Puck. Finn tried to stop them but knew it was useless. Sam and Puck both looked at Finn with visible hurt in their eyes. All Finn wanted to do was say a thousand apologizes to them but it was too late. Finn simply left the locker room, too guilty to do anything.
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Miss Pilsburry was off doing her normal polishing around the school when she heard throwing up coming from the bathroom. It was more intense than usual so Miss Pilsburry walked in.
"Hello."
"Go away, ginger!" Santana snapped from inside the stall.
"Santana, are you alright sweetie?" Emma asked.
Santana slammed open the door. She was filthy and covered in vomit.
"What does it look like?" Santana asked in tears.
"Santana, have you been drinking?" Emma asked.
"What's it to you?" Santana snapped.
"Santana, that's against school policy."
"I'll tell you where you can shove your school policy." Santana said.
Sue then entered the bathroom.
"Oh hello orangatan, I thought I smelled awkward clean freak."
Santana then threw up again over the floor. Emma shrieked and Sue started yelling.
"Lopez! Watch it!"
"Whatever." Santana snapped.
"Your breath smells like buttchin's hair! You've been drinking, haven't you?"
"So what?" Santana said, belching in between.
"You're coming with me." Sue snapped.
Sue took Santana by the arm and dragged her away from the bathroom into her office. Emma followed behind, desperate to leave the vomit in the bathroom. Sue sat down and looked harshly upon Santana.
"Santana, I know it's been a harsh for you and I respect your courage but this is unacceptable. Underage drinking is against the law and public intoxication is even worse. Figgins is away right now dealing with some case involving your gay friends and the Asian, so I'm in charge and what I say is that you will be suspended for two weeks. That means, no sectionals competition."
"You can't do that, coach." Santana slurred.
"I can hardly understand a word you're saying. But it doesn't even matter because what I say goes. Go home. Sober up and then seriously evaluate this life choice. Drinking does not make the pain go away. It just makes it much worse. It's dangerous and I'm asking you not as your teacher but as someone who cares about you to stop."
Santana truly heard what Sue said and took that to heart. She stood up and then left the room, slowly walking back to her locker so she could leave campus.
SANTANA
I DON'T WANNA BE THE GIRL
THAT LAUGHS THE LOUDEST
OR THE GIRL WHO NEVER
WANTS TO BE ALONE
I DON'T WANNA BE THAT CALL
AT FOUR O'CLOCK IN THE MORNING
CUZ I'M THE ONLY ONE IN THE WORLD
WHO WON'T BE HOME
AHH, SUN IS BLINDING
I STAYED UP AGAIN
OH, I'M FINDING THAT'S NOT THE
WAY I WANT MY STORY TO END
I'M SAFE UP HIGH
NOTHING CAN TOUCH ME
WHY DO I FEEL THIS PARTY'S OVER
NO PAIN INSIDE, YOU'RE MY PROTECTION
SO HOW DO I FEEL THIS GOOD SOBER
COMING DOWN, COMING DOWN, COMING DOWN
SPINNING ROUND, SPINNING ROUND, SPINNING ROUND
I'M LOOKING FOR MYSELF SOBER
WHEN IT'S GOOD, THAT IT'S GOOD, IT'S SO GOOD
TILL IT GOES BAD
AND YOU TRY TO FIND THAT YOU THAT YOU ONCE HAD
I HAVE HEARD MYSELF CRY NEVER AGAIN
BROKEN DOWN IN AGONY
JUST TRYING TO FIND A FRIEND
OH, OH, OH
I'M SAFE UP HIGH
NOTHING CAN TOUCH ME
WHY DO I FEEL THIS PARTY'S OVER
NO PAIN INSIDE, YOU'RE MY PROTECTION
SO HOW DO I FEEL THIS GOOD SOBER
HOW DO I FEEL THIS GOOD SOBER
I'M SAFE UP HIGH
NOTHING CAN TOUCH ME
WHY DO I FEEL THIS PARTY'S OVER
NO PAIN INSIDE, YOU'RE MY PROTECTION
SO HOW DO I FEEL THIS GOOD SOBER
Santana then drove home to her house, hoping to recover and re-think her life.
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After being bullied all day, Sam and Puck decided to get away from everyone by having lunch outside just the two of them. Sam looked at Puck with sadness in his eyes.
"This is all my fault. I shouldn't have told Finn about us."
"Dude, it's not your fault. It's Finn's, he is such an asshole."
Sam looked at Puck for a moment and then turned away.
"Can you promise me you won't drink because of this?" Sam asked.
Puck looked at him for a moment and then sighed.
"I stopped, dude. I threw up like crazy when everyone left my party the other night and it was awful. I just realized how much of a burden it was on all of my friends to keep drinking so much and then crying because of it. I'm staying sober for a while."
Sam smiled.
"I'm glad you are. That's the right thing to do. You've been sexting me a lot."
"Sorry about that, but ah did you like what you saw?" Puck asked.
"I don't think I need to answer that question." Sam replied.
The two boys kissed passionately for a moment before breaking away.
"We'll get through this. Eventually, someone else will do something that will make our news old. We just have to stick with it." Puck said.
"You're right. It's just hurtful, you know?"
Puck nodded.
"Yeah, I know. In the meantime we can always lean on the people from Glee in support."
Sam nodded.
"Yeah, I love that they're always there, no matter what you end up doing."
The boys then enjoyed the rest of their lunch, thinking about possible mash-up ideas. Finn looked on feeling completely guilty and helpless over what he did to his friends.
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Blaine knew something was up with Kurt. Whenever he tried to kiss Kurt, Kurt would always lean away from him. He would barely talk or eat anything at all and when the bell rang, Kurt drove right home and didn't even stop to say goodbye. Blaine decided he would drive to Kurt's and figure out what was wrong.
Blaine arrived and rang the doorbell. It took several minutes before Carole opened the door.
"Hello, Mrs. Hudson. Is Kurt home?" Blaine asked.
"Blaine, I'm sorry, this isn't a good time right now." Carole said seriously.
"Why? What happened?"
Carole looked past Blaine and invited him in and then shut the door.
"As you're his boyfriend, I guess I can let you know. Kurt was cutting himself, Blaine. Mr. Hummel found him doing it to himself."
Blaine couldn't help but cry even if he was trying to stay strong.
"Why would he do that?" Blaine asked tearfully.
"I don't know. Mr. Hummel is with him now but Kurt can't stop crying right now."
"Is Finn home?"
Carole shook her head.
"He's still at football practice."
"Should I leave? I don't mean to intrude. I've just been so worried about him."
"I know you mean well, Blaine. Why don't you wait in the kitchen? Fix yourself a snack, just try to relax. I'll give you some updates when I can."
Blaine nodded and walked into the kitchen.
Kurt found he ran out of words to say. His tears ran down like waterfalls down his face. His father kept asking him what happened and why he did what he did but all Kurt could think of was how desperate he wanted the pain to go away. It felt good to hurt himself physically, it made him forget about the pain on the inside and only the pain on the outside which still hurt but was at least only temporary. This pain would last forever. When Kurt felt like he couldn't cry anymore, Kurt closed his eyes.
Carole walked back in.
"Has he said anything?" Carole asked.
"No, nothing. He's sleeping now." Burt replied.
"What do we do, Burt. Cutting is serious. Kurt must be very hurt over something."
"He has to go through too much at that school. I wish we could afford to send him back to Dalton again."
"Blaine's here. Maybe he could get Kurt to talk." Carole said.
"Send him in." Burt requested.
Carole left and then returned with Blaine.
"Mr. Hummel. I'm sorry, I don't want to intrude on your private moment. I just need to know if Kurt's okay."
"I know you love him, Blaine. So do I. I wish I could tell you that he's okay but I honestly can't say that right now."
Blaine walked over closer and sat next to Burt.
"What can I do?"
"Maybe you can get him to open up. We need to know what happened so that way we can get him help."
"I don't know. I've tried to get him to open up all day and he wouldn't."
"Okay well then I think we need to get a therapist who does house calls. Carole, can you call?"
Carole nodded and left the room. Suddenly, Kurt awoke and then ran as fast as he could away from his father and boyfriend. He went upstairs and locked the door. He found the razor he was previously using and picked it up but the door was slammed down by his father and he was picked up and taken away from the bathroom. Kurt started screaming and crying as he was taken back downstairs. Blaine tried to reassure Kurt but Kurt wouldn't listen to anything his boyfriend told him. After a while, Kurt calmed down again. Blaine tried to give him a hug but Kurt shoved him away and demanded that he be left alone.
After a few agonizing moments of silence, a therapist arrived in their home. She asked to talk to Kurt alone but Burt refused to leave his son alone. She agreed to allow Burt to stay with his son. Kurt looked at her with a blank expression.
"What is troubling you, son?" She asked.
"It's too awful. Please don't make me say it." Kurt replied.
Burt held Kurt closely in his arms, completely broken at the sight of his son so broken.
"You certainly don't have to. I'm just concerned about you. I've heard you've been very upset."
"It just hurts so much. I know I shouldn't cut but the physical pain makes me forget about the emotional pain and it's a lot easier to cope with than-than what happened."
"Why add more pain?"
"I just don't feel anything anymore. It's like it's all over. I don't wanna be here anymore."
Burt looked at Kurt.
"Buddy, you don't mean that. You don't mean that." Burt replied.
"Yes, I do, Dad. I'm sorry, I just can't deal with it anymore. Everyone stares at me like I'm some kind of freak. I can't go back to our church anymore, Blaine was attacked just for being my boyfriend and on top of all of that, I was raped by some closet case." Kurt yelled out.
Kurt then broke down sobbing as Burt fought within himself not to scream in complete rage. The therapist waited patiently for Kurt to stop crying and then looked at both of the Hummel men.
"Kurt, I think you've been through some very difficult times and I think you may need some additional support."
"What would you recommend?" Burt asked.
"I think Kurt should go to Lima Hospital and seek some treatment for depression and sexual assault. I believe it will help him recover, that and some counseling. It would be a week-long program overnight."
Kurt turned to his father.
"Dad, I don't want to miss school. What would everyone say?"
"Don't you worry about everyone else, Kurt. If this is what the therapist says, I think it's best. You've been too strong for too long, Kurt. You need some support right now. It's a sign of strength to ask for help, Kurt, not a weakness."
Kurt looked at his therapist for a moment before taking a deep breath and then nodding.
"If you think that's what's best, then I'll go willingly."
"Very well. I know this must be scary for you but I promise you will be treated very well. We have very friendly staff at Lima, I work there myself."
"Okay, but would you mind not telling anyone what I told you? I don't want to say it again."
"Kurt, everything you tell me is under complete confidence."
"Same with me." Burt said.
"Okay well then I'm ready." Kurt said.
The therapist left the room to make a call. Kurt looked at his father.
"I guess I have to say goodbye for now, Dad." Kurt said.
"This is the right thing for you, kiddo. I'll come visit you everyday." Burt said.
"I'm so sorry, Dad." Kurt said.
Burt grabbed his son and hugged him, massaging his back.
"You have nothing to be sorry for, Kurt. I want you to take this time to learn about what's hurting you and how you can work to overcome it. I don't want you to feel like you don't want to be here anymore."
"I don't want to feel that way either."
"I love you, Kurt."
"I love you too, Dad."
Kurt and Burt then walked through the kitchen where Blaine and Carole were. Both of them looked at Kurt with concern in their eyes.
"Let's give them some privacy, Carole." Burt said.
Carole nodded and walked with Burt out of the room. Blaine walked up to Kurt but was careful not to touch him.
"Baby, what's going on?" Blaine asked.
"I have to leave for a while, Blaine." Kurt replied.
"What? Why?" Blaine asked.
"I can't tell you. But I want you to know that I love you and I always will love you. I'm sorry I can't be honest with you right now but please trust me that it has nothing to do with you. I just can't let you touch me right now."
"Okay, Kurt. I don't want you to hurt you, I just want you to feel better. I don't want you to go through any pain."
"Is that why you won't talk to me about Karofsky and Azimio's attack?"
"Kurt.."
Kurt looked in Blaine's eyes briefly before speaking.
"If this relationship between us means something to you, you need to share with me how you feel, not just your happy days but also your sad ones. I don't want you to have to say something that may trigger you but at the same time, you can't keep everything bottled up inside."
"I'll think about it, Kurt. I just want everything to be okay again."
"It's never gonna be like that, Blaine. It's the risk we took when we came out. I know it and so do you. I want us to be strong enough to admit our vulnerabilities to each other. That's how we can make each other stronger."
Kurt then heard the ambulance outside.
"I have to go now, Blaine. You won't be able to contact me again for a while."
"I'll think about you every day. Every minute. I hope that you can overcome whatever has happened to you and that you'll give me another chance to show you that I can open up and also still be your rock."
"I'm sure you can, Blaine."
Kurt looked at Blaine one last time and then leaned in and kissed him on the lips. It was a short kiss but it meant everything to Kurt and to Blaine. It was a promise, they would get through this.
"Bye, Kurt."
"Bye, Blaine."
Blaine stayed put as he watched his boyfriend leave. Burt and Carole then gave Kurt a last hug.
"Stay strong, Kurt." Burt said.
"We'll visit you as soon as we can." Carole said.
"Thank you." Kurt said.
Kurt said goodbye to his parents and greeted his therapist and the driver and then sat in the back seat of the ambulance.
KURT
YOU CAN TAKE AWAY ALL MY LOVE
WHAT DO I NEED IT FOR
YOU CAN TAKE AWAY ALL THESE WORDS
THERE'S NO MEANING ANYMORE
YOU CAN TAKE AWAY EVERYTHING
LEAVE ME LYING ON THE FLOOR
ALL THOSE SORRY'S
WE CAN'T GO BACK TO THE START
YOU CAN'T FIX ME, I'M TORN APART
I WANNA RUN AWAY FROM LOVE
THIS TIME I HAVE HAD NEOUGH
EVERYTIME I FEEL YOUR TOUCH, I'M BROKEN
SHATTERED ALL THE PIECES OF PARTS
NEVER THOUGHT I'D FALL SO HARD
I'M PUTTING BACK TOGETHER MY HEART, IT'S BROKEN
I KNOW IT'S GONNA TAKE SOME TIME TO FINALLY REALIZE
I GOT NOTHING LEFT INSIDE
NOTHING TO HIDE, I'M BROKEN, I'M BROKEN, BROKEN
MY HEART AND ALL INSIDE, I'M BROKEN, I'M BROKEN
THERE'S NOTHING LEFT INSIDE
SAVE ME
I WANNA RUN AWAY FROM LOVE
THIS TIME I HAVE HAD ENOUGH
EVERY TIME I FEEL YOUR TOUCH, I'M BROKEN
SHATTERED ALL THE PIECES AND PARTS
NEVER THOUGHT I'D FALL SO HARD
I'M PUTTING BACK TOGETHER MY HEART, IT'S BROKEN
I'M BROKEN, SAVE ME SAVE ME, I'M BROKEN
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After football practice, Finn waited until Sam and Puck walked into the locker room. He took a deep breath and then approached them.
"Guys, I need to talk to you." Finn said.
Sam and Puck both looked at each other for a moment and then walked away.
"Guys, please. You don't know how sorry I am for what I did. It was stupid and insensitive. I've been such an asshole lately and I'm really sorry."
Puck turned to look at Finn.
"You don't even know what the word sorry means, Finn. And you will never know. Sam and I have to hear insults and slurs all the time from people, guys look at us like we're gonna force them to have sex with us or something and some girls think we're weird to also like guys. It hurts a lot and now we have to deal with that pain because you decided everyone should know something personal about our lives that we weren't ready to share. Sorry isn't going to fix that." Puck said.
"I know it can't but please accept how guilty I feel."
"I honestly don't care how you feel anymore." Sam replied.
Finn cried as he watched his ex-best friends walk away.
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The next day of Glee was one of the worst days they had ever had. They all noticed that both Santana and Kurt were missing. Blaine didn't know where Kurt was but he refused to give anyone information about it anyway. Brittany knew about Santana but also refused to tell anyone anything. It soon created chaos as Rachel revealed that without Kurt and Santana they would be short a member at Sectionals. Mike then interrupted everyone's shouts to make an announcement. Mr. Schue allowed Mike to speak. He stood in front of the glee club.
"Guys, I have something very sad to tell you. I just found out that I have to move. My father was offered a better job in Chicago and we have to move so he can work there. I'm really sorry but starting next week, I won't be at McKinley anymore."
Everyone gasped, completely shocked at the news. Tina rushed up and gave him a hug. Soon, the rest of the club followed. After all the hugs, Mike stood in front of the room.
"I want to perform my assignment this week. It's a mash-up and I dedicate it to all of you guys, it's so hard to say goodbye to you but I'll always cherish our memories and I know in my heart that I will see you all again."
Mike and the rest of the boys gathered together as the girls sat in their seats to watch the performance.
MIKE
IT'S SAD TO THINK
WE'RE NOT GONNA BE HERE
AND IT'S GOTTEN TO THE POINT
WHERE WE JUST CAN'T FAKE IT
FOR SOME UNGODLY REASON
WE JUST WON'T LET IT BE
I GUESS NEITHER ONE OF US
NEITHER ONE OF US WANTS TO BE THE FIRST
TO SAY GOODBYE
FINN
NEVER CAN SAY GOODBYE
NO, NO, NO, NO
NEVER CAN SAY GOODBYE
EVEN THOUGH THE PAIN AND HEARTACHE
SEEMS TO FOLLOW ME WHEREVER I GO
PUCK
THOUGH I TRY AND TRY TO HIDE MY FEELINGS
THEY ALWAYS SEEM TO SHOW
THEN YOU TRY TO SAY YOU'RE LEAVING ME
AND I ALWAYS HAVE TO SAY NO
SAM
TELL ME WHY IT IS SO
THAT I NEVER CAN SAY GOODBYE
NO, NO, NO, NO
NEVER CAN SAY GOODBYE
ARTIE
I KEEP WONDERING
WHAT I'M GONNA DO WITHOUT YOU
AND I GUESS YOU MUST BE
WONDERING THE SAME THING TOO
SO WE GO ON
GO ON TOGETHER, LIVING A LIE
BLAINE
BECAUSE I GUESS NEITHER ONE OF US
NEITHER ONE OF US WANTS TO BE THE FIRST
TO SAY GOODBYE, EVERYTIME I FIND THE NERVE
EVERYTIME I FIND THE NERVE
TO SAY I'M LEAVING, I'M LEAVING
MIKE
THOSE OLD MEMORIES GET IN MY WAY
LORD KNOWS IT'S ONLY ME
ONLY KNOW IT'S ME
THAT I'M MISSING YOU
MIKE, ARTIE
WHEN IT COMES TO SAYING GOODBYE
THAT'S JUST A SIMPLE WORD
THAT I JUST CANNOT SAY
ALL BOYS
I NEVER CAN SAY GOODBYE
OH, OH, I NEVER CAN SAY GOODBYE
I NEVER CAN SAY GOODBYE
NO, NO, NO, OH
I NEVER CAN SAY GOODBYE
MIKE
BECAUSE I GUESS NEITHER ONE OF US
WANTS TO BE THE FIRST TO SAY GOODBYE
After the end of their performance, every new directions member embraced Mike and cheered on the boy's final performance. Will and Emma unanimously voted the boys as the winner of the mash-up competition and celebrate Mike's growth as a singer.
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Rachel was at her locker putting books into her backpack. Quinn saw her and walked up to her.
"Hey. You did a great job on the mash-up. I still think we should've won. " Quinn said.
Rachel simply nodded and started to walk away. Quinn followed her.
"Rachel, I'm talking to you."
"Sorry, I'm in a hurry."
"Rachel? What's going on? Did I hurt you?" Quinn asked.
Rachel turned back to her.
"I know, Quinn. I know your feelings about me."
Quinn was flabbergasted but simply looked away in embarrassment.
"I don't know what you're talking about." Quinn lied.
"Santana drunk called me. I heard your whole conversation."
Quinn turned back to look at Rachel.
"I'm sorry, Rachel. I really am. You don't hate me, do you?"
Rachel chuckled.
"Honestly, I've been waiting for you to just tell me you felt that way about me ever since the party."
"But you don't remember what happened at the party."
Rachel shook her head.
"I remembered. I lied to you so that way it wouldn't be awkward. I also didn't know you felt the same way."
"Wait, you feel the same way I do?"
Rachel nodded.
"Look, I don't know if I'm gay or bi, I prefer the term demisexual."
"Demisexual?"
"It means in love romantically. That's what I feel. Gender is irrelavent to me."
"Oh, I see. But wait, if you felt the same way I did then why did you keep avoiding me all of today?"
Rachel sighed.
"I was just nervous, I guess. I'm sorry. I just didn't know what to say. It's hard to open up especially to someone as pretty as you, Quinn."
Quinn blushed.
"So what does this mean then? Are we together?"
Rachel nodded.
"Yes, that is if you want to."
Quinn took a step closer and looked into Rachel's eyes.
"I want to."
The girls were standing right next to each other and considered kissing but the bell rang and the girls had to go their separate ways for class. Quinn knew though that they would kiss each other soon though.
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Blaine walked into the auditorium where he found Brittany up on stage.
"Hey Brittany."
"Hey Warbler Blaine."
Blaine stood up on stage with her and smiled at her.
"Are you alright?"
Brittany turned to Blaine.
"I miss Santana. I told her that she should stop drinking so much but she didn't listen and now she's suspended and I can't see her."
"I'm sorry. I know how you feel. Kurt is gone and I can't see him for a while."
Brittany gave Blaine a hug and kissed him on the cheek.
"I'm gonna miss my dolphins."
"I will too, but we have to be strong for them. Kurt and Santana are fighters. They can get through this, we just have to let them stand up to it on their own and support them whenever they need us."
Brittany smiled.
"If we weren't all gay, we should have totally had an orgy."
"I will take that as an I love you and I will return that sentiment."
"I know you like to sing and so do I. I thought maybe we could sing another song by Ke$ha. She's an inspiration and a role model to me."
Blaine chuckled.
"Sure, what song would you like to sing?"
"I think you'll know it when you hear it. Sometimes if I just close my eyes, I can hear music playing imaginarily. You should try it."
Blaine closed his eyes and soon heard music playing to one of his favorite Ke$ha songs.
BRITTANY
WE WERE LOVES IN A PAST LIFE
I CAN SEE IT IN YOUR GREEN EYES
MAYBE YOU WERE ONE OF MY WIVES
IN A LONG LAST TRIBE
THERE'S JUST SOMETHING 'BOUT YOU I KNOW
IT STARTED CENTURIES AGO THOUGH
YOU SEE, YOUR KISS IS LIKE A LOST GHOST
ONLY I WOULD KNOW
(Santana is in bed with tears in her eyes)
BRITTANY, SANTANA
BUT I, I KEEP ON FALLING FOR YOU
TIME AFTER TIME, TIME AFTER TIME
I'LL MAKE YOU MINE, TIME AFTER TIME AFTER TIME
BLAINE
SEES MILLENNIUMS AGO, LOVE
WE WERE NOTHING MORE THAN STARDUST
JUST THE GALAXY BENEATH US
YOU FOUND ME
THEN WE MADE IT THROUGH THE ICE AGE
BUT I LOST YOU IN THE CRUSADES
I BUILT THE PYRAMIDS FOR YOU, BABE
JUST TO SEE YOUR FACE
(*Kurt is in the ambulance, looking out the window)
BLAINE, KURT
BUT I, I KEEP ON FALLING FOR YOU
TIME AFTER TIME, TIME AFTER TIME
I'LL MAKE YOU MINE, TIME AFTER TIME AFTER TIME
BRITTANY
TIME AFTER TIME
SANTANA
TIME AFTER TIME
BLAINE
TIME AFTER TIME
KURT
TIME AFTER TIME
BRITTANA, KLAINE
TIME AFTER TIME
TIME AFTER TIME
Songs:
-Lightweight/Skyscraper by Demi Lovato: Performed by New Directions Girls
-Sober by P!nk: Performed by Santana
-Broken by Leona Lewis: Performed by Kurt
-Neither One Of Us (Wants to Be the First to Say Goodbye)/Never Can Say Goodbye by Gladys Knight & The Pips/Jackson 5: Performed by New Directions Boys
-Past Lives by Ke$ha: Performed by Brittany, Blaine, Santana & Kurt