Accepted
Chapter 12
One Big Mess
The week had seemed to be dragging on so slow recently. Dave really just wanted this week to end, though there had been a couple good things to come out of this week so far. Rachel and Kurt were friends again, which made Finn and Dave's life a hell of a lot easier which would eventually lead to being able to hang with Finn more while Rachel and Kurt could do… whatever. Also…. Dave now knew Kurt's mixed feelings about mustaches… and he would utilize his stick on mustache to mess with Kurt more often. He was glad it was Friday tomorrow, this meant sleep…. Some alone time with Kurt… the Hockey scout… and the election was coming to an end, sadly said election date had been moved to next week, but they were closer.
"So… you're coming to family dinner again tomorrow night?" asked Kurt leaning against the locker next to Dave's with his winning smile, "We're having Mexican."
"Wouldn't miss it," smiled Dave, leaning in to kiss Kurt.
"Hey guys," yawned Puck as the casually walked in between the tow, "Hey Kurt, can I crash at your place this weekend… my mom's on her monthly clean binge and I can't deal with her coming in my room every five seconds, last time she almost busted in on me in my 'private' time if you get my drift."
"Everyone gets your 'drift' Noah," sighed Kurt, "Why are you asking, normally you just… show up."
"I was trying my hand at being courteous," said Puck with an eye roll, "Which brings me to another question… Can you give me a ride home; my mom's borrowing my car to take my sister to ballet because she's out of gas."
"…. Yes," sighed Kurt, Dave could help but find his obvious defeated look rather cute, "You coming over after practice tonight?"
"If I don't pass out from exhaustion," smirked Dave as they headed out towards the parking lot.
"I'll go wait by the truck so you two can do your thing," said Puck, veering left and out of the area.
"He's one of my best friends, but sometimes…." Kurt trailed off as he wrapped his arms around Dave's waist.
"I hear ya, babe," smirked Dave, as Kurt kissed him.
"Don't mean to interrupt but ohm… yeah, a little help please," both looked up to see Rory climbing halfway out of the dumpster.
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Dave shoved his skates in his gym locker and sat back on the bench with a groan, his legs hurt from the extra laps he'd done. But he'd needed to clear his head from the hockey teams drama. If it wasn't the same election dramas and just their problem with Dave being captain… it was the formations and how Dave's ideas were idiotic.
"Dave," Dave jumped as Finn leaned around the locker.
"Dude, don't fucking do that," sighed Dave.
"Sorry…. I was hoping I'd catch you… you know before you come over and run off to mack on my brother," shrugged Finn.
"Okay, despite popular belief amongst the Glee members and Hockey Team; Kurt and I do talk you know…. And socialize…. We don't just make-out all the times," grumbled Dave.
"Well you have to admit every time one of us walk in a room you two are occupying… your pretty much eating each other's faces or just… staring… anyway, so are you free for a bit man?" asked Finn, sitting on the bench.
"Does this involve Rachel or Santana in any way?" asked Dave, he didn't want to be in the dramas he had enough today.
"No, it's just okay well it's kind of about Santana…. I may have… said some stuff the other day that I kind of regret… and…"
"You mean when you yelled for her to come out of the closet down the hallway, not gonna lie man, I almost punched you myself… it's not cool… and no I won't tell Kurt," said Dave with a sigh.
"Well that's cool… but no… it was just, well she started it," said Finn quickly, Dave raised his brow, "With her… her Santananess…"
"Okay, dude is there something else going on… you say you regret it and then she deserved it… what are you aiming to explain here man? What exactly did she say?" asked Dave, he had a feeling he'd missed half the conversation.
"The usual stuff about my weight and junk… but then she just… it was like she was apologizing…again in that oh so special Santana way… and then she just… lost it… she started just… she started hitting below the belt," said Finn with a sigh, Dave turned to pay more attention to Finn and noticed that defeat look he hadn't noticed or seen since the other day in class.
"Finn… are you okay?" asked Dave.
"No, I'm not okay… I'm not… it's this whole shitty year… And yeah school just started but it's going too fast and it's terrifying me… I was so excited for college and getting out of Lima, and now it's like the sooner the year is over I have to realize that I'm not going to college and I'm not getting out of Lima. I'm going to be stuck here and Rachel and Kurt will be off in New York making names for themselves and everyone I care for will be gone… even my parents… if Burt wins the election he's going to Washington… I'm going to be here… forever… and every time I try and think positive something shoots me down… I was starting to feel good about myself, and then BAM she just tosses it out there and…" Finn had started walking around the bench pacing as he ranted.
"WHOA! Calm your shit man!" yelled Dave, Finn was starting to make him dizzy and nervous, and now awkward as he could see Finn was either going to cry or yell, "You need to stop this man… You are NOT going to be a Lima Loser or some shit okay. Who cares if you don't go to the best college or something, and so what if you take over the shop or something… You should just own it and if you don't like that future, dude it's not too late to do stuff… apply somewhere else… use FAFSA… get grants."
"It's not even that…"
"Yes it is! You're so worried about everyone's opinions that your just afraid to relax. Do you want to take over the shop? Do you want to go to school? What man? Forget what Santana said… it's Santana first off and I hate to agree with this… because it was an asshole move, but you hit her pretty damn hard with your comment. She may have hit your weak spot but you freaking backhanded her fears in front of everyone," Dave tried not to sound like an ass, but he had come off pretty strong.
It was silent for a few minutes and Dave wondered if he'd helped or made it worse in his attempt at enlightenment. He couldn't much lie though, he had similar fears to Finn… sometimes it was his own self thoughts that made him scared of a lacking future… but he couldn't help but wonder if Rachel was a card in this deck. He shouldn't worry that Rachel would end it if he didn't become rich and famous or something….
"What about you?" asked Finn, Dave looked at Finn, he looked calmer now, "If you don't get the hockey scholarship… where are you going?"
"I guess… I'll just play it by ear… whatever happens, happens.. what's that saying… everything happens for a reason or something… Maybe you're not meant to do pro football because you'd get killed in the first game or something," Dave raised an eyebrow at himself, Yeah, because that sounded pleasant.
"Maybe," Finn snickered, Dave read this as a success.
"Come on, let's get out of here… we'll Puckerman's already there, let's head to your house… and then after Kurt and I run off… you two can hang out," said Dave with a smirk.
"Geesh, way to selfless," said Finn with an eye roll as Dave stood up.
"Hey there is a time to be selfish and a time to be selfless… I was just selfless… so later on.. I'm gonna be selfish," beamed Dave.
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It was like ice, every look, every word. Kurt looked from Santana to Finn, he was at a loss as to what was happening. He knew about the hallways argument, and like a good brother he hadn't chewed him out the other day…. But something had happened. Clearly everyone else was as well, except Mr. Schuster. Kurt had rarely seen the Latina beauty cry so for her to be furious and crying was just terrifying.
"Not just the school. EVERY ONE!" yelled Santana, her hand mark across his face still radiant, "It's going to be on national television, you ignorant ass hole!"
"Santana, what the hell are you talking about, I don't understand!" yelled Finn, some of the Troubletones were trying to calm Santana and Kurt suddenly understood… why his dad had been upset… why he'd asked who Santana's parents were.
"Santana…" said Kurt, standing up slightly hoping to calm her before a major break down, but it was already happening.
"No!" yelled Santana, she looked ready to scream at Kurt or anyone, but instead she booked it out of the Auditorium, Brittany hesitantly running after her.
"What was that?" asked Tina.
"One huge mess," sighed Mr. Schuster.
TBC
