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I gave this story a break because I am currently working on other stories as well. I will NEVER abandon this one. I promise. Thank you for being so understanding. :)

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Here we are with Sebastian, Blaine, Mickey and some of Dave. Starts where last chapter ended. This poor kid, he's a pregnant teen, parents kicked him and he got thrown out of the Warblers... He needs a hug. And things get more intense.

I'll shut up now and let you read. Lol

Song is "Immortal" by Evanescence. I don't own anything. I wish. Lol

There's also a line from a Jay-Z song here too. Don't own that either.

Please review. Please be kind.

Enjoy!

Have a nice day!-ILOVESMESOMEGLEEX3

Chapter 14

What are you gonna do now, Seb?"

Mickey and Sebastian were walking towards the Dalton Academy front entrance. It was a warm day and their double-breasted blazers were a bit stifling. Neither could wait until they got in the entrance. Fellow students around them were in a hurry to get inside as well.

"I guess… I don't really know." Sebastian answered.

"Well, how's living with Blaine going?"

"It's fine. He's a really sweet guy and he and I get along."

"How about his parents?" Mickey asked, swatting a fly away from his head.

"They're fine. Haven't seen them much. One of their butlers is kinda cute."

Sebastian smiled up at him, but Mickey wasn't fooled. He also wasn't quite sure why that comment bothered him either.

"Well, you gotta do somethin' Seb. I mean," he swiped his ID on the electronic door of the main campus building, "you can't stay at Blaine's forever."

"I know."

Then, Seb swiped his ID but nothing happened. He swiped it again and his eyebrows furrowed. Mickey watched the whole exchange from his vantage point as other students easily got inside. But Sebastian's badge wouldn't work.

"Huh. Must be screwed up somehow. Can you let me in?"

"Sure."

Mickey held the door open and Sebastian entered. Instantly, cool air hit them and it was a relief to their bodies. And when they got to the inside door, there were three employees from Dalton to greet them.

"Mr. Smythe?" a pretty young woman asked.

"Y-yes?"

"Can you come with me please?"

She waved her arm in the direction for Sebastian to go and he began to follow. But when Mickey started to come with him, Seb came to a stop.

"I got this."

"So?" Mickey argued. "Something's up and I wanna help."

"I got this." Sebastian repeated.

"But Seb! You don't-!"

"Just go to class. I'll see you soon." Mickey didn't move. "Go." The other boy STILL didn't move. "Just GO! I'll catch up later."

Mickey glared at the Dalton personnel – a secretary, some administrative official, and a security guard. Then, he looked back at the smiling, patient, pregnant boy in front of him and relented.

"Alriiiiiight! But you owe me, Smythe!"

"I always do!"

Mickey finally allowed himself to smile. Then, he turned around and strolled down the hall. And when he turned back around, Sebastian was being led into the school's main office. He didn't like this one bit.

Meanwhile, Sebastian was escorted by the security guard into the main office. It was a standard room with computers and telephones and people who thought they were hard at work. They glanced up and when they saw Sebastian's face, they all just stared. Seb found it unnerving but played along anyway. He was escorted into a smaller office and was offered a chance to sit down.

"I'm fine." Sebastian suspiciously said. "What's up?"

"Well," the secretary said, "first of all, my name is Miss Collins. And this is Officer Martin. And this other person is-"

"Spare me!" Seb said with an angry sigh. "Just what is going on-?"

"You've been released, Mr. Smythe."

Cold, brain-freezing, heart-clenching, wide-eyed shock smashed his senses. How had he not seen this coming? He didn't clearly know what her statement meant. But he also found he couldn't formulate any words. So, she continued.

"Your parents," Miss Collins said, "have requested a refund of your tuition. I'm sorry, Mr. Smythe. You are to turn in your uniform as soon as possible and your student ID. And when that-"

Suddenly, Sebastian began to undress!

"Mr. Smythe!" Collins roared. "You can wait until you get home!"

"I DON'T HAVE A FUCKING HOME!"

Ms. Collins closed her eyes, glanced at the guard, and then back to Sebastian. "I can't speak to that. All I can say is that you are no longer a student here at Dalton Academy. And your parents-"

"Can go fuck themselves!"

"Mr. Smythe! If you continue to be a problem-"

"And I'm sure my parents will roll MY tuition refund into a very sound investment." Then, he glared at the security guard. "And let me guess? You're here to escort me out of the building so I don't cause any problems?"

"Well…" he said.

"Fine! I hated this fucking school anyway! It was just a bunch of snobby brats who wanted to bang each other more than DO something with their rich, bitch lives! Who needs this fucking place?!"

Then, he stormed out of the room. He could feel the security guard's presence behind him. Just before Seb reached the doors, he removed his student ID and dropped it on the floor. Then, he removed his double-breasted Dalton blazer, his badge of honor and protection that really wasn't, and also dropped it, nearly on top of the ID.

"DON'T FALL ASLEEP IN CLASS, YOU FUCKING MORONS!"

Then, Sebastian left. The hot day greeted him, a harsh reminder of how life could be so, so cruel and hateful. He squinted into the sun and wished he had his $400 sunglasses with him. But he couldn't find them. Instead, he nearly tripped on the uneven sidewalk outside and marched back to Blaine's house.

.

By the time Sebastian got back to Blaine's house, he was almost out of breath. The heat outside seemed to increase tremendously when it really didn't. As he crossed the threshold of the cool, sterile house, he could've collapsed right there. Hand on his abdomen, he soothed the pain that suddenly started and crossed through the foyer. And when he got into the living room, he crashed on the couch.

And then the tears came. Over and over, the soul-crushing tears of solid defeat in a world that didn't want him anymore. Or, at least, that's how it felt to him.

Sebastian rolled on his side and couldn't think. Instead, he just wiped his eyes with one hand and stroked his belly with the other. He stared at nothing in particular and wondered how the word would get out at Dalton about his release.

He squinted his eyes and shoved his face into the soft cushions. He forgot about his cell phone and texts and $400 sunglasses and the Warblers and anything else he thought was important.

Or, at least, he tried to.

.

I'm so tired of being here

Suppressed by all my childish fears

And if you have to leave

I wish that you would just leave

'Cause your presence still lingers here

And it won't leave me alone

.

He could no longer sing. Sebastian's voice wavered and couldn't hold the pitch of the painful ballad any longer. More and more tears fell and he slammed into one of the deepest forms of despair anyone can. For all his bravado in front of the Dalton administration, he really was just a scared boy who didn't know what to do. He was so lost. So anguished.

So, Sebastian just lied there. He might've fallen asleep. He might've just stared at the wall. The baby probably kicked. And then, there was the rest of his reality that just didn't matter.

.

"Sebastian? Are you here?"

"Yeahhhh…" he sleepily answered. He wiped his eyes and sat up. It was the first time he'd sat up since he got home from Dalton and he immediately needed the toilet. But Blaine came rushing in. He looked worried and walked up to the poor kid.

"Are you OK?"

"Not really."

Blaine went to put his arms around him, but Sebastian stopped him.

"I mean, I have to use the restroom."

Blaine looked confused and then half-smiled. "Go, you little shit."

The pregnant boy laughed and left the room. A few minutes later, he returned and Blaine had two glasses of Coca-cola on the ready.

"Here." Blaine said, offering the Coke. "There's nothing in this world that can't be fixed without caffeine."

"Gee thanks." Seb said. He took the glass and sat down near him, but didn't drink any. Blaine did, though.

"So," Sebastian said, "how was your day at school today, son?"

"Shut it, Seb."

"I just wondered how-?"

"You wondered nothing. I know…" Blaine took a deep breath, "I heard what happened."

"Oh, I'm sure word got out fast!"

"Sebastian, are you really OK?"

He patronizingly looked at his dark-haired friend and sadly smiled. "I will be. Thanks. And besides, I could use the free time. I've always wanted to try new things in my life. And now I have the free time to do it. I could check out online shopping or Mormonism or fishing, even though the bait is always really gross and you always have to check if you have that dumb license-"

"Seb!"

The pregnant boy realized he wasn't getting anywhere but played dumb anyway. "Yes?"

"Just…" Blaine exhaled, scratching his hair, "what are you going to do?"

"It's funny," Sebastian said, his voice faintly far away, "Mickey asked me that same question this morning. But we didn't know yet my parents had…"

"Well, I have an idea."

Sebastian brightened just a little. "Oh?"

"Yeah! Enroll at McKinley."

"Absolutely not."

"But you could-"

"Absolutely not."

"You can't go without graduat-"

"Absolutely not."

"Dave could help!"

Silence. Seb looked at him. Just that word, that one name that sent Seb down memory lane was not appreciated and he couldn't stand thinking about it any longer. Sebastian suddenly got up and began pacing in the room. His hand automatically went to his abdomen as he walked. Blaine noticed.

"Dave should know, too."

"Well," Seb said with a snark to his voice, "I really do got ninety-nine problems but the bitch ain't one!"

"Goddammit, Sebastian!" Blaine said, standing up. "You can't get through life like this! You have to do this! And…" he lowered his voice, "I think it would do you some good to go to a public school. You're smart and heading places. And not only that," he took a step closer to the suddenly struggling pregnant boy, "but you can have great support in…OUR friends there. Including Dave."

"Our…friends?" Sebastian shyly asked.

Blaine relented. "Yes, Sebastian. Our friends. They care for you. I do too. And frankly, I don't know how much more I can take of you being here and not in school. You have to know that you're special, Seb. And not just because," he pointed to Sebastian's belly, "of your pregnancy. It's because of you. We as gay men can't be defined by others. We have to find our own happiness and be doomed by it!"

Sebastian chuckled. "What greeting card did you get that from?" When Blaine simply glared at him, Seb stopped talking. He had to admit that he couldn't just be a Kato Kaelin the rest of his life. Sebastian had dreams too and he knew he had to return to school. Getting a degree would open doors to him.

And then, there was Dave. The big boy confounded Seb and he didn't know how he would approach him. But he knew he had to come up with something because one of the worst feelings in the world is when a close friend is 100%, absolutely, certainly right.

"At least McKinley has New Directions…" Seb softly said.

"That's right they do. And they'd welcome you. You have a great tenor voice. And you would fit in for as long as…your body holds out."

"McKinley doesn't have a Zero Tolerance Bullying policy."

"I know." Blaine said, placing a comforting hand on Sebastian's shoulder, "But at least you won't be alone. You'll be able to have a community that WILL care about you. More than the Warblers ever could! And not only that…" Blaine lowered his voice to a passionate level. "You need to make this right with Dave."

Blaine could see and feel the conflict in the poor guy. He knew he could do something more but it didn't hit him until it was almost too late.

"Besides," Blaine suddenly said, jolting Seb to his senses, "Kurt and I will be at McKinley with you. And you can't be home schooled. And," Blaine grinned like a Cheshire cat, "I KNOW how much you loooove Kurt."

Sebastian scoffed. "That little herpes sore?"

Blaine laughed! "Ummm, no. Kurt! And believe it or not, we both care about you. So, what do you say? Will you be a McKinley Titan tomorrow?"

Sebastian took a moment to look at him. Blaine had the smile of an oily salesman but Seb knew his heart was genuine. And Sebastian had tolerated Kurt before and even sought his advice. There was something so good yet so hesitant about this idea and Sebastian needed to think about his future and his child.

And Dave.

So, Sebastian finally did what he knew was right. He barely gave it a second thought. It was a conclusion that he knew would have to happen and he would just have to accept it. Blaine would too. And Kurt. And Dave. And Dave. And Dave…

"Yes."

Blaine smiled. He grinned like a boy on Christmas morning and Sebastian couldn't help but smile back.

"Besides," Seb began, "home schooling is soooo ghetto!"

More laughter sang throughout the house. And that's when they realized just how happy they really were.

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Wish I was thr w/ u

Parents r pricks

Good luck!

The text from Mickey was simple and Sebastian was amazed he could still get them. His parents didn't cut him off his cell phone plan yet and he was darkly grateful. A wry smile crept on his face as he walked up the steps of McKinley High School. It was a weird experience for him to be going to school in street clothes. In fact, the clothes were a little too loose for his comfort, thanks to the growing child inside him. The Dalton uniform had become second nature to him and he oddly missed it. Nevertheless, he walked to the school office, received his schedule, and acted like 'the new kid' at school.

He found his classes easily enough. Of course, Sebastian was about a year ahead of the others in his class. Private schools always taught at a faster, more efficient rate and Seb wondered if he'd get bored there.

True to Blaine's word, the others in New Directions were kind to Sebastian. They understood and were very sympathetic. He was especially surprised when Kurt turned out to be one of the most compassionate of them all. Maybe he was wrong about Kurt.

And then, just before lunch period, he saw him. Sebastian was rounding a corner near the science wing when he saw Dave come around the other corner. Dave was wearing his usual letterman jacket and smiling at his friends. But when their eyes met, there was something totally unexpected flowing between them.

Passion.

Seb half-smiled and even partially winked. Dave was too stunned to do or say anything. So, the pregnant boy simply nodded to him and went to the cafeteria. After all, what more could be said?

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AN: Well, would you look at that... Things might be FINALLY looking up for Sebastian and Dave after all. ;). Maybe?

What did you think of the chapter? Did you like the song used here? What are your predictions for next chapter? I'm not guaranteeing anything but I'll TRY to update as soon as possible.

Thank you all for reading. :)

Have a nice day!-ILOVESMESOMEGLEEX3