So before you guys hate me, I want to say that your reviews make me so happy! Thank you for sticking with me and reading this story. There will be 20 chapters (give or take) the last one being an epilogue. Anyway it killed me to write this chapter. I'm so sorry, I am allowing you to buy me a kitten, let me fall in love with it, and then on a cold and weary night break into my house and punch me in the face and steal that kitten. I'm sorry, I'm sorry. But it had to be done.
Jeff was spending more and more time with the Jocks and Cheerleaders. Every day after school they dragged him to a movie theater or a restraint called BreadstiX. Nick didn't complain, he knew Jeff was their friend. And as much as he wanted to he couldn't keep Jeff all to himself.
Later today Jeff had invited Nick to go Rosie's again, and maybe even go to Lord's Park afterwards. That was their special place; they sat in the same spot and were known by every employee.
Jeff turned in his homework and sat down beside Brittany, he smiled at her, "Hello, Brittany."
Brittany held up a picture of a zebra, which was drawn and colored in crayon, "Hello, Surf Boy. Did you know Zebras are really bad at math? I must be a zebra." Jeff looked down at her homework; a picture of her surfing was scribbled over the paper.
Jeff nodded and smiled, "You are a pretty Zebra then, and a cool one as well."
Brittany smiled happily, "I guess I am. Surf Boy are you going to prom with anyone?"
Jeff set his chin on his hand, "I don't know, maybe." He thought about Nick, if things were better he'd definitely go with him. "What about you?"
Brittany smiled again, "I'm going with Santana! She asked me yesterday."
"Really? Congratulations!" Jeff sat up and smiled excited, "Oh you have to let me come dress shopping with you!" Jeff cocked an eyebrow at himself; Kurt was really rubbing off on him.
"Oh yes! You, Quinn, Santana, and me!" Brittany clapped her hands together, "I can't wait, and are you busy this Friday?"
"Nope, I can go then." Jeff bit his lip, which went unnoticed by Brittany; he wanted to take Nick out that day, maybe Saturday then
After a while of sitting in silence and watching Brittany send out invitations on her phone he got up.
"I'll be back; I'm going to my locker."
Brittany nodded; Nick stood up, grabbed a pass, and left the room.
He suddenly saw Nick walking towards him, smiling. Jeff jogged up to him.
"Hi!" Nick looked around before giving him a tight hug. "I've missed you so much."
Jeff smiled and began to say something, "I-"
"Sterling!"
Nick and Jeff sprang away from each other, it was Sebastian Smythe.
"Well, well, well, what do we have-"He cut himself off staring at Nick, "You're from Jane Adams…" He sprang forward and pushed Nick to the floor, he pinned his arms above his head and straddled his waist.
"Stop! Sebastian!" Jeff tried to pull him off but Sebastian slapped his hand away. "Please stop!"
Sebastian looked up at him, "He's filth! He doesn't deserve to walk these halls!" While he said halls he reached down and slapped Nick across the face. Jeff froze.
"Get off of him!"
Sebastian punched him square in the nose, Jeff heard a sickening crunch. Blood began to pour from his nose. But the worst of it all was the loud scream that Nick let out. People began to pour from the classrooms as Sebastian continued to pound on his face, Nick was thrashing and screaming. No one stepped forward to help. "This is what happens to filth! To people who don't deserve anything!"
Jeff tried to pull him off again, this time rougher. "Stop! Please!"
Sebastian looked up again, "Why do you care? He's not your boyfriend, or is he?"
Jeff shook his head, "No, Of course not, he's… he's filth." He had to say that, he couldn't risk him hurting Nick more. "Just please."
Sebastian punched him once more and got up, blood dripping from his knuckles.
Jeff shut his eyes and span around, not wanting to see the blood on Nick's face. He walked away without a word, not looking at anyone.
He passed Rachel and Kurt who were staring at him in disbelief, he didn't dare look. He didn't want to see them.
Days passed, Nick and Jeff didn't speak. During their classes together they ignored each other, and in Glee they sat as far away from each other as possible. They didn't text each other after class or meet up.
Jeff didn't look at him; he didn't want to see the pain in his eyes. As a result of the fight, Nick had received bruises everywhere and a broken nose.
Nick, Nick was hurt. The words Jane Addams filth and he's not my boyfriend rang in his ears. He knew it was to protect him, but it ate at him. He wanted to have an open relationship, where they could go on dates that weren't far, and hold hands when they wanted to.
Finally Nick texted him, it said:
Meet me in room 404, now.
Jeff gathered his things and left the class; it was Lunch and didn't really care much. He practically ran to the room, when he found it he stood in front of it and sighed. He pushed it open to find Nick sitting on the table.
"Hey," he said looking down at his hands.
"Nick I'm so sorry." Jeff stepped forward, only to be stopped by Nick.
"Jeff listen, I, um." He swallowed harshly, heart pounding, "I can't stop thinking about how you denied our relationship, and called filth. And," his voice cracked. "And left me there."
Jeff gripped the hem of his shirt tightly; he knew this would come.
"And I realized that I want a relationship where people don't want to kill us because we are "different.""
"Do you, are you?" Jeff stumbled over his words he didn't know what to say.
"Jeff I love you, a lot. More than you know and maybe more than I know. But I can't keep lying and sneaking around. So until we can get everybody to like each other, I want us to break up."
Jeff's heart broke in two, and by the looks of it so did Nick's.
"I'm sorry." Nick whispered he walked up to Jeff, kissed his cheek, and left the room.
Jeff lifted his hand and touched the spot where Nick had kissed, it tingled. Shock spread through him, the love of his life had broken up with him. But also guilt rushed through him, he should have defended him, he should have helped him afterwards. But he didn't, and now he was gone from his life.
A sob racked his body and he fell the floor. He almost never cried, but now his everything was messed up. Hatred for Sebastian mixed in with his other emotions, he felt ready to explode. But he sat on the ground trying to control himself. He got up and left the classroom. He refused to let anyone see him broken. Especially not Nick.
Again, I am sorry.