Sorry it's been so fucking long since I last updated, I know I suck. But, hopefully, this drama-packed chapter will slightly make up for it? Please? Thanks to the amazing Taylor Francis Rose and My Name Is Prongs for reviewing and anyone else who favorited or alerted? You rock. Here's Chapter 11!

Chapter 11: Confessions

Sam

"We're he-re!" Nicole announced to Sam as she shifted her car into park.

Sam smiled sadly, attempting to be enthusiastic, but he couldn't even try to fake it. He didn't want to be here. At all. He still looked fucked up from the fight, his nose was bruised and swollen and he'd refused Nicole's offer to cover it with make-up. Plus, he really didn't want to see fucking Puck again. Puck always showed up at these kinds of things, and another argument is not something Sam wanted to get into.

"Baby," she whined, sensing Sam's negativity, "just relax, okay? Everything is gonna be fine."

"How do you know that?" he asked grumpily.

"Because I do," she stated firmly, getting out of the car and motioning for Sam to do the same. He grumbled, but eventually took off his seatbelt and exited the car. "Will you please just pretend to be excited? Pretty pretty please with sugar on top?" she pleaded, walking to Sam's side of the car and latching herself onto his waist. "You haven't seen anyone for a few weeks-"

"There's a good reason for that," he mumbled, but Nicole pretended she didn't hear him.

"-And everyone has really missed you!" she continued, slowly walking towards the house, pulling Sam along with her.

"Yeah right."

Nicole blew out a puff of air, and pulled Sam off of the sidewalk and onto the grass. "Stop being such a Debby Downer. Please? You know everyone from glee loves you-" Sam shot her a unsure look, and she backtracked, "Okay, most everyone from glee loves you. We all care about you, we're your friends! You're gonna have fun tonight, whether you like it or not!" she poked Sam in the chest. He smiled and pulled her in for a hug.

"I love you," he told her, kissing the top of her blonde head.

"I love you too, Sammy," she smiled, planting a kiss on his chest.

"But why do we have to go?" he whined and he could see Nicole roll her eyes. "Can't we just have a get-together with the glee kids? Why do we have to go to this stupid party with people we don't even know?"

She sighed again. "Samuel, you are being extremely difficult." He furrowed his brows. "Think of it this way: this party is just full of friends you haven't met yet."

"Where the hell did you get that from?"

"Babe, you're going to have fun. You just gotta, go with the flow and let it happen. Kay?" She batted her long, mascara-covered lashes and stuck her glossed lower lip out.

"Kay," he mumbled feebly before letting Nicole grab one of his hands and walk him towards the house.

The house, Sam wasn't even sure who it belonged to, was huge. The only light illuminating it was the street lights, but the brightness bounced off of the house's huge glass windows beautifully. At least 20 cars were parked around the house and he could hear music blasting from inside. A few people stood outside the house, but he could tell the majority of people were inside. Nicole picked up her speed, her heels clanking on the cement. Once they'd gotten to the door, Sam took a deep breath and held the door open for her to go in.

The party was packed. There were people overflowing out of the humungous house and music from the stereo was so loud that it vibrated the house's foundation. Nicole smiled excitedly, pulling Sam by his shirt hem into a massive crowd of people. He let himself be dragged along, smiling sadly and offering a small wave to those that looked at him. His girlfriend smiled brightly at Mercedes and Tina who stood in a corner, drunkenly giggling with one another and left Sam to join them. He shoved his hands awkwardly in his pockets, his eyes darting around the room in search of anyone familiar.

Sam was not a social person. Never had been. Plus, he was awkward as fuck. Which was exactly why he hated parties. He never knew anyone, and he'd always end up doing something stupid and embarrassing himself. Parties with the glee club, those were fine. Only because he knew everyone. He didn't have to try and impress them, they already liked him, even with his dorkiness and all.

But this? This was not fun. This was a new, cruel, demented form of torture. Fucked up.

Sam looked down and headed over to where the three girls stood. He asked Nicole if she wanted a drink. A drink. That was all he needed to loosen up. Just a few drinks. She nodded before turning back to Mercedes and Tina.


Okay, so maybe offering Nicole a drink was not such a good idea. Or maybe getting her the constant refills was where he went wrong. But, whatever Sam did wrong, she was drunk. Which was pretty bad, considering the fact that the skinny girl had an outstanding tolerance for alcohol.

But now she was clinging onto Sam's side, barely managing to stay standing, swerving from side to side as she laughed with her friends.

"I love you, Sam I Am," Nicole hiccupped after downing the remainder of the liquid in the red SOLO cup she held in her hand. "I really really do."

"I love you too, baby," Sam confirmed, planting a kiss on her blonde head.

"And that's why I feel so bad! So very bad," she slurred, changing their positions so that her hands were around his waist and he was forced to look at her.

"What do you have to feel bad about?" he questioned, sure that this was just one of her drunken rambles. "You're perfect."

"No I'm not!" she stated, shaking her head furiously. "I did a bad thing, a very bad thing."

The sincerity and regret in her beautiful blue eyes were enough to convince Sam that she was being deadly serious. "What did you do, sweetheart? I'm sure it's not that big a deal." He braced himself for a confession, surely about cheating on some exam or something else Sam didn't care about. Which was exactly why Sam's heart broke as the words came out of Nicole's mouth.

"I slept with Puckerman," she said drunkenly, looking down on the ground with shame. At this point, Tina and Mercedes broke off their conversation, looking at Nicole wildly.

"What?" was all he managed to croak.

"Before we were dating, before I even knew you liked me really. I got all jacked up on Grey Goose and slept with him in my car."

His heart rate slowed down, although he was still immensely hurt that she kept this from him the months that they'd been dating, she hadn't cheated. "Nicole-"

"Wait!" she ordered, placing a finger on Sam's lips to prevent him from speaking. "I'm really sorry, Sammy."

"It's okay," he managed to spit out under the hard stares of Mercedes and Tina. Of course he didn't mean it, but he didn't really have a right to be pissed. It wasn't when they were dating, it wasn't cheating.

"I kissed him, too," she stated, timidly and ashamed.

A lump formed in his throat. "Of course you did, I'm assuming that when you had sex with Puck, a kiss or two was involved," he soothed, trying to sound positive. That's what she was talking about, right? He tried to block all the things his mind was saying about him being wrong. "You don't have to tell me every detail of your one-night stand."

"No, Sammy," Nicole hiccupped, her voice thick with tears. "Not that time. A different one. A little while after you and Puck had your scuffle, he met me in the parking lot and told me all these feelings he had for me and then he just kissed me! I had absolutely no control. None at all."

The lump in Sam's throat worsened and he felt his stomach fall somewhere near his ass. "After the fight?" Nicole nodded in confirmation, wiping a few stray tears from her flushed and freckled cheeks. "So we were still dating."

"Yeah," she said quietly.

Mercedes let out a small, "oh hell no," and Tina's eyes widened. Even in the two's drunken state, they knew the matter was serious and couldn't find any source for laughter in it.

He felt bile rise in his throat and his face began to feel hot. "Sam, I'm so sorry. It'll never happen again, okay? I pinky promise," she said, attempting to console the boy and holding out her pinky for him to grab.

Sam simply knocked the girl's pinky down with his hand and began to find the anger rumbling inside of him. "You cheated on me," he muttered, mainly for his benefit and not Nicole's.

"I told you I was sorry Sam!" she exclaimed, more tears pouring from her now bloodshot eyes.

"You fucking promised me, Nicole," he spat, his voice barely above a whisper.

The girl's eyebrow quirked upwards in confusion while Tina and Mercedes gave one another an awkward glance. "What are you talking about?" Nicole asked, her tone quiet as well.

"When we were in the nurse's office. When me and Puck fought? After you fixed my nose and stuff, I asked you if you were cheating. You said you weren't and promised me you never would." The anger inside him was starting to pour out, his heart beating in his ears. "You fucking promised me and you broke it! You lied to me, Nicole!" At this point, Sam was fuming, Mercedes and Tina were cowering in fear and Nicole just blinked at him hopefully.

"I'm sorry, Sam. I don't know what else you want me to say!" she spattered, clearly flustered. "I'm sorry," she said again, pulling Sam in for a hug.

"Get off of me," he ordered, ripping the girl's grip from behind his back. "Don't fucking touch me. Ever. You lied to me," he said again, his brain not fully grasping the idea. This girl: this girl that had been so sweet to him; the girl that he was infatuated with for months; the one that he thought would never like him because of his flaws but that simply made her more attracted to him. The one that had made him feel so happy and so fulfilled. The one he thought made life worth living. The one he'd fallen so hard for, so fast. The one he loved. And now the one that had just ripped the heart from his chest.

Sam felt tears threatening to fall out of his own eyes. "We're fucking over," he spat again, shoving through several people to make his way through the door. He heard Nicole call after him and a pair of footsteps follow behind him but he didn't bother to look back.

"Sam," a voice called out to him once he'd gotten outside.

"What?" he growled, roughly looking behind him only to see a thoroughly confused and slightly scared Mike.

"Hey man, what happened in there?" Mike asked softly while walking towards him, attempting to comfort Sam.

Seeing no need to hide his feelings from one of his closest friends, he slowly said, "she fucking cheated, man. She cheated on me with fucking Puckerman. That mowhawked dickwad. I swear I'm gonna kill him the next time I fucking see him." Mike looked at him sadly and pitifully, only adding to Sam's massive humiliation at the moment. "Can you just give me a ride home?"

Thankfully, Mike nodded. "One sec, just let me go inside and tell Tina." The Asian boy left Sam by himself after scurrying inside to find his girlfriend. Sam clenched his face together, pleading that no tears came out. Please, please, just let him leave with a bit of dignity. For fuck's sake, it was the only thing he had left.

Yeesh. That was pretty hard-core. Care to leave a review? Please?