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Disclaimer: I do not own glee or any of the characters, just the plot. Rated M due to sexual content.
Sam clutches his face, sitting up as Daniel grins down at him. He spits just in front of him and Sam doesn't have the energy to do anything. He wants to knock him out so he didn't have to deal with him anymore. Maybe even kill him. No not really.
"Quinn's a slut, you know that right?" Daniel spat and Sam groaned, stumbling as he tried to get up and looked at Daniel. He doesn't even look like Sam's touched him. He's got a few knocks to him, but it isn't enough. He's just stirring you up, Sam thought to himself. It was fucking working though. He's made remarks about Quinn's behind and breasts that were so bad he wanted to slam him into the ground, but when he tried he got knocked back down again.
Quinn bit her lip, her eyes focused on the door as she paces up and down the aisle as she can hear Rachel saying her lines in the background. She looks at her watch. He's been gone an hour. Puck's given up trying to get her to sit down and is sitting down beside Finn, watching Quinn. She wants to run for the door, slide into a taxi and go but she knows Puck will be on her in a second. She wouldn't have a chance. She turns to look at Rachel, trying to focus on something else but she can't. She only can see images of Sam all bloodied, in a hospital bed, broken arm, bandage around his head, in a coma. She just wants to get this night over and done with. She's called backstage and heads down, sorting something out with the costume department and comes back. She looks at the aisle and Puck is gone. She looks around and he isn't anywhere. She walks up to Finn.
"Where did he go?" She asked sternly. Finn gives her a look and she knows. She makes her way to the door but he grabs her, just as Puck did and brings her to a seat, sitting her down. He sits on the edge so if she tries to leave he's blocking her way. She takes a deep breath, thinking about running again but doesn't bother. She slides down into the seat, closing her eyes and rubbing her temples. If anything happens, Puck will be there to help him.
Puck walks into the bar, trying to find where the fight is and manages to when he follows some dickheads in suits talking about Daniel. He follows them into the packed room, filled with corporate heads and slutty girls and sees Sam. He's leaning against the rope, keeping his eyes on Daniel as he circles Sam. The bell goes off and Sam sits down, looking exhausted. Puck can see the swelling under his eye socket. Bloody Sam. Puck pushes through the crowd and goes to him.
"Sam!" He shouted, making Sam look over.
"What are doing-" He muttered. Puck grabbed him by the back of the neck and pulled him down so that their faces were almost touching. Puck never looked so menacing in his life.
"You better fucking get back in that fight and fuck that guy over, because Quinn is back at the theatre, shitting her pants thinking about you, got it?" Sam nods, swallowing and he pushes Sam back. Sam gets up, taking a deep breath and turns to Daniel, who's sitting with his buddies from the office and sipping on a beer.
Puck watches as Sam gets up, and he looks completely different. He's seen men angry before, hell he's seen his Dad throw shit around the house and look like a fucking monster, but this was different. What the fuck had happened to this kid to make him like this?
Daniel got up, grinning as he stood up, cracking his neck and said something to his buddies that made them laugh. You won't be laughing in a minute, Sam thought. The whistle blew and Sam ran, tackling Daniel into one of the corner posts. The crowd let out an ooh when they heard the slam. Sam punched his stomach and gripped his shoulders. He kneed him in the face and he heard the crunch of his nose, almost grinning at the thought of bringing him pain. He gripped him and shoved him onto the ground. Sam stood and looked down at Daniel. He had blood trickling out of his nose. Daniel grabbed one of Sam's legs and pulled him down, choking Sam. Sam kicked him and pushed him onto his back. He sat on top of him and started to punch him. The whistle went off but Sam didn't care. He kept going, sending punch after punch into his face. He felt something in his hand break when he punched into Daniel's jaw and groaned at the pain, but he kept going. The referee had to pull him off and he stood back, his chest heaving, and every part of his body in pain as the ref did the count. Daniel pushed the ref off him and stood up, stumbling as he wiped his nose on his arm.
"You know, if I offered, your mum would fuck me for some sweet cash." He spat at Sam. Sam had enough. He knew Daniel did it to mess with him, but he was nowhere near self-control now. He ran at Daniel and bent down. He gripped his legs and pushed up, flipping Daniel over his shoulder and onto the ground. He turned and Daniel was lying on his back, groaning in pain. Sam went over to him and punched him hard and Daniel lay limp. Sam stepped back as the ref checked on him, confirming that he had been knocked out. Sam let out a sigh of relief, stepping back but felt himself falling backwards, everything going black.
Quinn greeted and shook hands of everyone that came into the theatre that asked for her. The only reason she lasted at the door shaking hands for so long was because she believed that Sam would come soon, but he hadn't. She excused herself to head down to find Rachel. She needed her to calm her down. She was the only one who was able to. She looked at her watch, no word from Puck or Sam and it has been three hours. She found Rachel sitting in her dressing room and was ushered onto her couch. Rachel was in her costume and held Quinn's hands, murmuring words of comfort. Quinn tried to stay calm, trying not to let the tears fall but they did. There was a light knock on the door and Pete murmured that someone was requesting to see Quinn and she nodded, kissing Rachel's cheek and headed back out onto the hallway. Pete wouldn't tell her who it was and she walked out into the theatre. Her breath hitched when she saw her mother, carrying a bouquet of carnations at the back of the theatre. Quinn fiddled with the cross around her neck and headed to the back of the theatre, feeling a lump in the back of her throat.
"Mum…?" She whispered. The last time she saw her was when she was with Daniel and that was a long time ago. She hadn't really changed much, well minus the wine glass. Judy couldn't help but smile, she had been smiling ever since she came into the thearte. The amount of people that came to watch the show, eavesdropping on people that walked in, murmuring things as to how wonderful Quinn's musicals were. She felt like a proud mother.
"Quinnie…" Judy whispered as she handed the flowers to her. Quinn took them, staring at them for a few moments before looking back up at her.
"What are you doing here?" Judy looked at her feet and then back up at Quinn, admiring how beautiful she looked. She seemed bright, happier and she had a feeling that was due to Sam.
"Sam told me… about your musical and… I wanted to come here and just watch it with you. If that's okay." She murmured nervously. Quinn smiled softly, wiping a tear from her cheek.
"I would like that." Quinn whispered, taking her Mum's hand and leading her to a seat that was reserved for Quinn's family and friends. Quinn handed the flowers to Pete and she sat down beside her.
"Where is Sam?" Judy asked quietly, not really sure whether or not something was going on between them. Quinn sighed, pursing her lips a little.
"I'm not really sure." She murmured and looked around the theatre. It was starting to get full and she bit her lip. Where the hell was he? She looked around once more and she spotted Puck. Behind him was Sam in a gray suit, black tie and had a brace on his right hand, but he looked okay. He wasn't in a wheelchair. He didn't have a big gash down the side of his face. He was absolutely fine. She excused herself and walked up the aisle. Puck stepped away from Sam, walking down to greet her mother.
Sam watched as Quinn walked towards him. Puck left him, clapping him on the shoulder, which hurt, and swallowed hard. How was he going to deal with an angry sort of girlfriend that looked absolutely beautiful? Her dress fit her perfectly, showing off her beautiful figure and her hair was in a messy, but sleek array. She walked up to him, her eyes worried and defeated.
"I'm sorry." Sam whispered. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you." He murmured and she took his arm, pushing back his suit sleeve to look at the brace.
"How bad?" She whispered, tracing her finger over the line of the strap.
"Pretty bad." He murmured and she looked up at him. She put her fingers on his cheek, his eye socket turning black and examined his face. She sighed. He wasn't badly hurt, he was still here. He was fine. She still wanted to hit him, to get angry with him for doing it, but she knew that it was pointless now.
"Don't leave me like that again." She whispered. He shook his head and she wrapped her arms around him, pressing her face into her chest and inhaled his scent. He kissed her head, wrapping his arms around her. The bell went off and Quinn stiffened. Sam took her hand and squeezed it.
"It's going to be perfect." He murmured and she nodded. She led him down and she sat in between him and her mother. She took a big breath.
When the musical finished, Sam stood up and started to clap. Puck grinned, and jumped up too. Quinn ducked her head, shielding her face as everyone got up and clapped. She blushed and Sam leant down to kiss her cheek. When the applause settled Sam sat down and Quinn got up as people started to leave, letting people shake her hand and congratulate her. She could hear the commotion outside, as she knew Rachel was out at stage door signing autographs and she smiled. She looked over and saw her mother and Sam speaking quietly. Sam looked up at Quinn and smiled, kissing Judy's cheek before getting up and walking over to Quinn.
"What was that all about?" Quinn murmured, raising an eyebrow at him.
"Nothing. Lets go for a walk?" Quinn nodded and Sam led the way out, loosening his tie and they headed down the streets of New York. They were silent for a while; just letting the busy streets do the talking for them. When Sam took Quinn's hand she smiled, leaning on his arm as they walked.
"Thank you, for what you did with my mum." She murmured, kissing his shoulder. He smiled, looking down at her. "It meant a lot for her to be there." She looked at him and he looked like he was thinking really hard about something. She wanted to shout at him to spit it out, but she shook her head, looking at the ground.
"I love you, you know that right?" He asked her and she nodded, swinging their hands slightly.
"I do and I love you too." She murmured, looking up at him and he was smiling. She recognized his goofy smile that he wore so many years ago and she smiled back. He turned away and fished something out of his pocket, pulling out a folded picture.
"I need you to do me a favour." He murmured, handing the folded picture of Beth to her and watched. She opened the picture and stopped walking, staring at it. She stared at her nose. Her nose. She stared at Puck's eyes. She stared straight into Beth and she didn't want to. She didn't want to because she abandoned this girl and this girl didn't need a mother who was just like hers. She didn't want a child to grow up with someone like that.
"I need you to go and see her." He murmured. He knew that this wasn't going to be an easy task, but to get Quinn Fabray to completely love him, he needed her to completely love herself, and that meant forgiving herself for what she did.
"No, I can't Sam, how could you-" Sam shook his head, taking her hands and leaning in close so that he was right in her face. He tried to ignore the lump in the back of his throat as he looked at Quinn. Her eyes, filled with tears and anger stared back at him.
"I love you Quinn, I do, I love you a lot, but you don't love yourself and that part of yourself is what you think you did to Beth." She shook her head, trying to get rid of the tears that were forming. Why was he doing it here? Right in the middle of the street, in front of everybody? She wanted to run away, she wanted to hide but she couldn't. She didn't have anywhere.
"I know you don't want to talk about it, I know you don't, but I can't be with you if you don't love me and the only way to truly love me is to love yourself." Sam pleaded with her. He put his hands on her cheeks, rubbing his thumb over the tears that fell. "And I will be there, every step of the way. I will hold your hand and keep you safe, okay?"
"I can't. I can't Sam I can't." She whispered. He pulled her into a hug, rubbing his hand up and down her back and kissed her head.
"It's okay." He whispered. He was going to get this girl to love herself, and he was going to do it at all costs.
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