New polyvores
I made a new collection called 'more dancing in the rain' as there were so many edits in the old one.
-Added to the collection, random for James Angelo, character and polyvore made by GleeJunkie007
-Added to the collection, random for Jake Barns, character and polyvore made by x snow- pony x
-Randoms' edit for Lawrence "Larry" Collins
-Random edit for Marianne "Mary" Collins Character and polyvore made by GleeJunkie007
-Room edit for the room for Larry, Marry and also their brother Harry.
Jasper POV
The mid- term holidays started on Friday afternoon, at Sunday night I went to bed early because I had a headache. Mum and Evie were going some wherever to visit some whoever during a few days, and I had barely woken up hearing them leaving late at night. Then straight away fallen asleep again and woke up by my own coughing around three in the morning.
Bertie had woken up by it too, which I guessed wasn't too weird because he usually slept in a big basket right by my bed. Now he stood up and was sniffing and licking in my face and I rudely pushed him away. If there was anything I didn't need right now it was for him to do just that.
"Bertie stop that!" I sat up, my whole body was trembling with the powerful coughing and I almost lost my balance right away when I stood up stumbling down the stairs for the kitchen and a glass of water.
I tried to push my German shepherd away, but still Bertie followed each and every step I took, through the kitchen and to the crane and the cupboards so I could get that water. And then back through the kitchen again, before I realized I wouldn't be able to make it up the stairs again and collapsed in the living room sofa while Bertie climbed up to lie down over my legs and giving me all of the warmth he possibly could.
"Jasper? Jasper? Jazz?" What felt like only a split second later somebody was shaking my shoulder and calling out for me. "Come on, son. Wake up." I slowly opened my eyes, but with the light that hit me it felt like my head would explode again with everything so bright I quickly closed them again. "Are you alright?" I felt the fabric of our sofa move when dad sat down and felt his hand towards my cheek. "Oh dear, you're burning up… You've got a temperature. Jazz are you alright?"
"Mhm." I mumbled and turned. "What time is it?"
"Just after eight." Only the sound of my dad's voice made my head throb. "I have to go do some things at work but first I think I've got to help you and get you back to bed. And I just need to go away on one single very fast meeting and then I'll be back home." Dad leaned down and carefully placed his palms against my back. "Come on now, The faster we do this the faster it'll be over"
"Ugh"
"Come on Perry!" Dad more or less pressed me up when I was on my way to fall back towards the cushions again. I hated that nickname! "Come on. Dad had half pushed, half pulled me up before I had the chance to protest anything else and was pulling me with him up the stairs and pushed me to sit down on my bed.
"Don't lie down yet." He opened my wardrobe and pulled out a pair of pyjama pants and a T shirt out and threw it on me so hard I quickly grabbed onto the wall not to fall. "Change into that, it'll be more comfortable for you. I'll be back in just a few hours at the most. Something you want me tor bring from the store for you?" When I tried to speak I was right away cut of by a coughing fit- just like Mr. Dom had been….
Mr. Dom…. Oh I must have caught whatever he had had and then still came to McKinley on Friday. And he had it for… I tried to count for how long he must have had it for as long as he was gone for but during coughing and everything I couldn't count more than it must have been really long, and I moaned and fell back towards my pillows.
"Ice cream for your throat?" Dad asked from the door. I nodded as I heard him come over and for the first time in God knows how many years dad had to help me change my clothes. "And… nasal spray?" I just glared at him- wasn't it obvious? "I know, I know. I won't be long. Bye Perry."
It was mostly a relief when dad closed my bedroom door behind him and I could finally just slump back into my pillow and pull the covers over me again. To just lay here until I somehow died on my own seemed like a very tempting plan right now but since everyone probably needed me for school and for friend and for sectionals and for everything I guessed that sleeping for about a week would just have to do it, and so I could finally drift off again.
I didn't know how much time had really passed, but it felt like it was only a split second later when I was roughly woken up by something wet and cold stroking my face, and I had pushed it away about eight hundred times and it kept coming back until I realized it was Bertie who was licking my face to have me wake up.
"What is it Bertie?" I sighed and looked to my clock- it had been almost five hours since dad left, he should be back by now. "DAD" When I tried shouting I was cut off again. "Oh he's not back yet? Well I guess he just got caught back at work. Don't worry Bert, it happens all the time… What do you want Bertie?" Bertie was glancing towards the door and then grabbed his leash between his teeth. "Oh you want to go for a walk. Well come on then."
I grabbed Bertie's leash and with a weak grip I attached it to his collar. Then- on kind of weak legs I walked downstairs and through the living room, into the hallway where I pulled on my sneakers and a fleece coat before I walked out and almost right as I left our driveway and walked down the road I started shivering.
It turned out this must be one of the first really cold days of the fall, and there was a light but freezing cold breeze blowing through the blocks, blowing right through the fleece fabric of my shirt and making me shiver more and more. I decided to walk an a lot shorter way than I usually did but Bertie was running around as usual, sniffing at yet one place yet the other to decide where to do his needs.
"Please Bertie." I begged. "Just this once can't you decide fast? I want to go home." I tried to jump to keep warm but my knees almost buckled under me so I stumbled towards our mailbox and had to stand and hold on to it for a good while before I could carry on walking again.
Just as I could turn around and just pull Bertie with me to go home I had to sit down on the pavement. I was so dizzy I was rocking where I sat and once again I couldn't even catch my breath before I was cut off by another coughing fit.
Bertie sat down by me and worriedly put his paw on my knee. I scratched him on the neck to try and calm him down when he started whimpering but like dogs did he must have just felt that something wasn't right and I slowly leaned closer and closer to him until I was leaning heavily against him and could heavily catch my breath again and closed my eyes just to make everything stop spinning.
"Jasper?" I wasn't so sure how much time had passed but I flinched and woke up when I heard a car break hard in front of me and then someone calling out for me. When I slowly opened my eyes and was hit right by the sunlight in my eyes dad came running over to me. "Come on son. Get up. God, what are you doing here? You should be in bed!"
"Bertie needed a walk and you weren't home." Dad sighed.
"I'm sorry it took me so long. Your mum called, Evie had a bit of a meltdown and they needed me. She's fine, she's fine. Evie was sleeping when I left but before that she seemed all fine again. And don't worry about it. Now is time for you to take care of you."
"But Evie…" I tried, but was cut off coughing again and dad patted my hand and didn't say anything else until he pulled over in the parking lot in our driveway. I was sitting with my fever- warm forehead against the cool car- window and would rather had stayed there until this bug was over, and dad must have sensed I wasn't too eager to leave because he sat quiet for a while until he spoke up again.
"Jasper. There's something that I want to say to you and I want you to listen very closely. I know that Evie usually needs more care than you do. And that you've had to grow up very fast and very early because of what happened to her. I know that mine and mum's attention usually seem to be more for Evie than for you but… I want you to know that we both love you very much. I love you son. More than you could ever imagine." I was half asleep but still managed to take his words in and understand what he was saying, and so slowly lifted my head just a little and with a hoarse, low voice I could answer him.
"I love you too dad"
Lea- Marie POV
It had been a long time, a very long time since I put a foot at European, more closely. Italian grounds the last time. Since dad had met that b*tch Marion he hadn't even cared to waste me a single thought. Italy even less.
Dad didn't care about me! Neither did Marion, Mr. Blaine, Daniel Vincent or anyone else in the freaking school or the freaking town. Or the whole freaking continent of whatever America. The only one I could remember had ever really cared about me was my mum- and she was dead. Would never ever come again and had left me alone.
Now at least I was back in Italy, In Florence. The place where I spent the first twelve years of my life and that for me would always be home to me.
Most of my childhood had been spent down at the beach in the Area we lived, dad and mum and I. I hadn't gotten myself over there yet. But I was for sure going to get myself there soon. But then I had arrived here what would be Friday afternoon in America. And Friday night here in Italy. Today was Tuesday and it was noon here in Italy and for the first time since I came here I wasn't jet lagged by the major time difference from America and here.
Going here I had made sure that I had gotten enough money from my dad before so I wouldn't have to worry about what I spent it on. I spent quite a bit on a hotel but still had enough left to without a care buy a big box of olives that I ate one after one walking through the streets that I knew so well and finally making it down to the beach.
It wasn't warm. But even if it was warm to be the last day of October there was a freezing cold breeze blowing through the blocks. And of course I was way too lazy to pack up the warmer coat I had put in the bottom of my backpack not to get cold and only pulled my thin hoodie tighter around me and walked into a restaurant to at least get some lunch.
For years now the only one I would have ever been speaking Italian with was my dad. Well- except for when I was angry with someone and just shouted out what I thought about them in my first language then. So I would have imagined speaking Italian with someone else than my dad and actually being answered in Italian as well would feel great.
And it did feel great, for like one hour after I had come here and walked through the airport and out on the street and everywhere around me people were speaking Italian and if I spoke to someone in Italian they actually understood and answered me in Italian as well.
Although as time went by- even though I would probably never have admitted it and not even for myself. I just got homesick and then I don't mean homesick for the house that I had used to live in here in Florence. Or even the house I lived in with dad and Marion. I just wanted my dad, and to never have come back here in the first place.
I had brought my phone but kept it off as otherwise I had a feeling it would be very easy for them to track me down through that. Or if I did I wouldn't be able to resist the urge to go on Facebook or call someone just to… talk to someone that knew me. Or that I knew or… that I had been talking to any time.
After eating I just took a walk along the beach. I had finally gotten my coat out of my bag and at least it wasn't cold. I just walked and walked, I must have been walking for hours back and forth among that very, very long beach. But so when I walked by some people around my age playing volleyball, I couldn't help but recognize one of them.
"Andrea?" Andrea turned around and saw me. At first it didn't seem like she even recognized me. But so it seemed to click and she took a break from the game and came over to me.
Andrea and I had been neighbors since we were little. Always best friends and hanging out at breaks at school and everything. It had been Lea- Marie and Andrea, Andrea and Lea- Marie and no one and I mean no one would step on us. Or even tried to come in between us. When I left we had promised each other to keep in contact- but it took about two weeks for us to lose it and we hadn't spoken for years.
"So… how's it going in the great country in the west?" She asked with a very thick Italian accent. "Oh… I guess not very good since you're back here." I glared at her. "So how's it really going?" I started to say something when someone shouted for her. "I'm sorry I've got to go back to my friends. We'll have to talk someday okay?" She ran back to the game and started playing again. And I was left to alone carry on walking along the beach.
I didn't stop walking along the beach until it was so late in the night the skies had turned red. Then I finally turned to the roads again to find something to eat once again. But I wasn't thinking about where I was going. And suddenly I looked up and realized I was in the driveway to the house where I had used to live with my parents.
Just by the driveway there was a big stone. And I sat down on it like I had used to so many times before. And not until then I let myself let the feelings out and not until then I pulled my knees up and buried my face behind my arms to hide the tears that were running down my cheeks and just wouldn't stop coming for a long while.
I just wanted everything to be like it had been before
"Lea- Marie?" When I had finally stopped crying since a while I flinched and turned my head when I heard someone call out for me with a voice I knew very well. And there he stood, he looked a bit… tense. Almost like if he was deciding if he should be angry or not. But I couldn't have been happier to see him and I flew up onto my feet and ran straight into his arms.
"Dad."
"Lea." He stepped away, took my arms in his hands and pushed me away from him. "What were you thinking? Running away like that? I've been worried sick." Dad seemed angry and hurt. I didn't want to admit it, not even to myself but I had to realize it was my fault. Once again I went into some state with not showing feelings and I pulled on that mask and stepped away from him, so I sat back down on that stone with my back against him.
"You didn't have to worry about me. You'll probably be better off with your Marion without me" I stopped talking, dad gasped slightly but after that it was quiet for several seconds all until dad stomped around the stone and leaned forward to reach my height staring me straight into the eyes and I could hear his breathing had gone fast and shallow.
"Lea- Marie. Don't you never- ever accuse me of not caring about you again. Lea I…." Dad had to make a pause just to catch his breath. "I have given you everything you've ever wanted. What in that is that you feel seem like I do not care about you?" I hesitated. Dad was kind of right and there was always something new that I wanted and thought I needed. He couldn't tell me no and if he did I'd find a way to make him say yes anyway.
"Lea I." Dad sat down by me on the stone. "I love you and care for you more than life itself. Any day I would jump in front of a train if that would save you. I would give you the world if I could. I know that lately I have been spending loads of time with Marion and whatever for this new baby but… Don't you ever believe that it means that I care any less about you because I care more about you than what I ever could for anyone or anything else. Do you understand that?" I nodded and dad laid his arms around my shoulders and rested his chin towards the top of my head.
"Dad, I was wondering… How did you know I was here?"
"Oh Lea… Where else would you have been? But I'm afraid that now….. Since you're under eighteen you will have to come with me back to Lima whether you like it or not." I sighed and rested my head backwards against his shoulder. "I take it you don't want to?"
"I won't protest dad. Today I realized that… That there's nothing left for me here. Look… all of my friends went on with their lives and forgot about me and… nothing's the same." Dad laid his palm towards my head in a comforting move. "All this time I have spent wanting to go back and then I did and then… then I just… I don't know… Missed you I guess."
"You don't have to be ashamed of missing me Lea. After all I am quite awesome!" I sighed and shook my head while dad laughed at his own bad joke. "No but…" Dad silent for a good while before he finished. "I love you Lea." And I waited for another while, mostly to tease him and build up the tension before I finally did.
"I love you too dad."
Keagan POV
I and Bradon were out taking a- well, walk- ish. I guess we would call it. I sat bareback over Alma's back slowly having her walking forward along the road. While Bradon walked on his own two feet holding onto the leash that in the other end was attached to the collar of his Dalmatian Lucy. We had been talking about yet one thing yet the other after we went out. And we hadn't run out of things to talk to, it was just that none of us felt like talking was needed for the moment being.
Suddenly both mine and Bradon's phone buzzed and our two different message- sounds went off. Alma threw with her head, but otherwise she probably couldn't care less and I trusted my old lady so I could without a second care take the reins with one hand and pull my phone up out of my coat pocket and checked the phone with my other hand.
I just had a call from Mr. Hale. Lea- Marie is back home, safe and unharmed. I won't tell you more than that and I don't want any of you pressuring her to do it either. She will tell us more if she wants to and feel safe to do so. I will invite Lea to come back to the glee club and am for now dropping her apology to Benjamin and Mady. I will take it up again when she haven't got as much to think about.
-Mr. Blaine.
"We had the same message. I could have just read mine out loud to you and you could have concentrated on Alma like you should." Bradon scolded while I put the phone back in my pocket and took the reins with both of my hands again. "Well, it is Wednesday today right?" I nodded. "And Lea- Marie disappeared on…"
"…Thursday night."
"She was gone for quite a while then!"
"Yeah."
"Quite impressive to run away for that long isn't it?" Bradon shrugged with one shoulder and we turned up the hill towards the stables and I took Alma down on a field where we could run around to let Alma stretch out her legs for a bit. While we were doing that Bradon sat on the ground and watched us but with his head leaned to the side in a way that told me about that he was far, far gone in his own little world.
I slowed down to have Alma walking a bit and turned back to the hill to go up to the stables. I and Bradon didn't say anything else for the moment. Just silently dried off the mud from Alma's legs and let her back into her stall. We both had our bikes here at the stables but still walked with them going to Bradon's where my dad would also come for Wednesday- diner.
For some reason it had been decided from a number of weeks ago that every Wednesday (Out of all days) I and my dad would have dinner at the Fredericks's house. It would be nice for certain- but I had a feeling it was all to ease the pressure because right now between me and my dad money was tight- tighter than what it had been before and Bradon's and the triplets' parents wanted to help with what they could.
"So what do you think about that?" Bradon suddenly asked when we were walking down his street. "That Mr. Blaine is dropping Lea- Marie's punishment after what she did to Benjamin and Mady I mean?" I shrugged-the choice wasn't up to me so what was there to think about it anyway? "What do you think Benjamin says about it?"
"I think that Benjamin is on the phone shouting at Mr. Blaine to do something about it after what she did to Mady. Benjamin usually isn't resentful but for doing that….. Wow! Benjamin must be furious!" Bradon nodded slowly. "Maybe we should go over to his for a minute to just check if he's okay and stuff like that." I stopped by the road- keep on walking straight forward and we would walk towards Bradon's. Turn in the other and we would be at Benjamin's in just a few minutes. "No… I think he needs some time alone with this." Bradon nodded agreeing and we kept on walking, silently until we walked up on the Fredericks' driveway at the same time as Malora Stone came walking out and carried a big carton out to Bennett's car.
"Hey Mal." I greeted. "Are you going somewhere?"
"I'll be moving into my own flat during the next few weeks. And I figured I'd take with me all of the stuff that have been collected in piles here every time I have been visiting Ben. How are you Keags?" She carefully placed the big box in the back seat of Ben's car and opened the front door on the passenger side. "I'd love to stay and chat but Ben's eager to go and pick up his girlfriend I better go with him now so he can go there before he starts acting way too much like his twin brother."
I couldn't help but laugh when I saw how fast Ben drove when he backed down the driveway. Sure Ben was madly in love with Jasper's sister Evie. So much it seemed like he was ready to actually act more like his twin brother than as himself and I couldn't really let go of that thought as I turned my back against the driveway and walked after Bradon into the house and to his room.
"Hey princess." Alex shouted after me and I sighed and shook my head. God I hated him calling me that! But in hope of that he would get tired of it if I acted like I didn't care I didn't even turn my head to look at him but greeted his sister Haiden coming from the other direction and just continued after Bradon until he was able to close the door to his room behind us. And I slumped down into his desk chair and Bradon onto his futon and once again we were silent for a long while.
"Did you hear about the major sales that was going to be in the mall on Sunday?" Bradon suddenly asked. "I mean… It's supposed to be pretty low prices so I figured if anyone maybe you should have a go because…" Bradon stopped in the middle of the sentence and I could see he was beating himself up for what he said.
"…Because money is tight. And if I'm going to like you then I'm going to need new clothes times like eighty and new shoes times like forty." I raised an eyebrow teasing him slightly and his cheeks went bright pink. "It's okay. Yeah, I heard about it and sure I want to go but if I'm going to do shopping I want this money thingy to be over. I think you get what I mean." Bradon nodded and we didn't have time to say anything else before we heard his mum shouting that dinner was done and we went downstairs to find not only the triplets, Bradon's parents and my dad but also Evie Birch.
"Looks like the Fredericks have guests from the royals." I joked and bowed in front of Evie. "Miss Birch." Evie just laughed slightly and shook her head while I pulled out the chair in between Evie and my dad's and sat down while Mrs. Fredericks put the kettle with some soup- stew- whatever in the middle of the table and right away Alex jumped up and grabbed the spoon.
"Alex! Guests first." Mrs. Fredericks more or less pulled the spoon from his hand and handed it to Evie. "So… what's going on? I heard you talking about some triplets just a minute ago. What was that about?"
"Well, you know mum how I, Ben and Hai have literally never known any other triplets in our whole life. Well, there are these three freshman at school who are triplets. And just like us there are two identical boys and then one girl who of course looks a bit different from the other two. And they are like… just because they're triplets and have got these 'supercool, fun, rhyming names' they walk around as if they freaking own the place. And I like- accidentally just like touched one of them when the hallway was crowded and suddenly I've got that girl and the other boy all over me!"
"So what are their names?" Dad seemed curious and Alex glared at him. "What? I'm just curious."
"Mary, Larry and Harry." Alex finally answered. While Mrs. Fredericks took matters into her own hands and took Evie's bowl and poured up from the soup. Moving on with Ben's and moved around the table.
"I think…" Ben had started eating and had to make a pause to actually swallow before he continued. "I think their actual names are Harold, Lawrence and Marianne." Alex glared at his identical brother- sometimes it was just too clear that even though Bennett and Alexander Fredericks were all identical outside- they were just really, really different on the inside.
"Well…" Haiden was the next one of the triplets which gave each of them each say in this. "I think it's sweet how they all look out for each other. You could learn a bit from them then Al… whoa!" Haiden ducked when Alex threw his soup bowl at her and the next one to speak her mind was Mrs. Fredericks and I had never seen her this angry before!
"Alexander! Now you clean this up. And then I do not want to see you at this table anymore today. Uh- uh. If you're going to behave like a little child I will treat you like one. Come on people, I'm sorry but we'll have to move from the table while my son clean this up. No protests Alexander. I guess we can just sit down in the living room instead of here. You can just take your plates and everything with you." We had to walk out in the hallway to come to the living room and dad could see through the window a big pool of mud and whatever else in the garden that had been caused by all the raining lately.
"So... what were you talking about Keags and Brady?" Mrs. Fredericks asked as we sat down in the sofas and chairs of the living room. "It sounded unusually quiet from your room but I heard something about some very good sales."
"Sales? I don't know about any sales? We were talking about whales!" I tried.
Dad didn't know about the sales. And I'd like to keep it like that. Because if he did it might end up with him pulling me with him there and not leaving until he had used up at least half of the money that should go to paying bills and whatever else that was more important than that I would have more clothes or shoes that didn't have holes in them.
What? I could still use them couldn't I?
"Why would you say that Keagan?"
"Stop!"
"We were talking about sales."
"I said stop it!"
"There's a major sale on like all the stores at the mall on Sunday."
"What is it with stop it you don't understand?"
"With like up to 80 % sale on like everything."
As expected dad listened carefully to what Bradon said about the sale and suddenly he looked at me in way that I could see meant what I had been afraid of.
"God Bradon." I hadn't actually planned to say it out loud. "Why can't you just shut up. Look I told you I didn't want my dad finding out about it because I know how much you have been struggling with the money dad. And I have heard you talking on the phone to mum and I know everything that's been going on lately and I can't care about whatever clothes because there are tons of more important things than me to spend it on right now! Because the reason to this is that my mother left and now stopped sending paychecks and the reason to that is that I can't accept my freaking sex!" I stopped talking. "Did I just say that out loud?" Bradon and Haiden nodded. "I did not mean to do that. WHOA. Dad what are you doing?" Dad had stood up and I was just putting my bowl and spoon on the table and dad pulled me onto my feet and out in the hallway and out in the garden to the big pool of mud.
"Get in there." Dad pointed. I raised an eyebrow and heard the others gather on the porch behind me. "Get in there. On your stomach, roll over onto your back and then stay there. Now, I want to show you something." I sat down on my knees in the mud and then dropped and laid down on my stomach before rolling over to my back.
"Happy now?"
"No." Dad answered and laid down on his stomach in the mud next to me and rolled over to his back himself. "Sit up." I pushed myself up into sitting Indian style in the mud and dad did the same. "Look Keagan. The most important part of my life or for my money to or whatever- just the most important. That is you. And You, and nothing else but you. I would live on the streets and live on bread and water wearing ragged and muddy clothes if it meant that I could give you everything you needed. And why can't you just see that? And why can't you just believe me when I tell you that when I say that when Agatha left it was not your fault. She was an adult person making her own decision and that there is nothing I want for you rather than for you to be able to just be yourself."
"Dad?"
"Yep."
"I really don't need clothes or shoes or whatever."
"Keags- there are holes right through the soles in all of your shoes. You are getting new shoes whether you like it or not but Keagan… What is most important here is and to everything you said that… Don't ever you believe that I would ever do anything rather than spend it on your well- being okay? I would give up everything I had, jump in front of a train and do whatever else you can think of if it meant that you would have it all. That's how much I love you son!" I swallowed and the silence hung in the air for a long while until Mr. Fredericks broke it with shouting.
"You two are not coming into the house like that. But I can borrow you some towels so you can drive home without getting mud in the whole car to change clothes." I smiled slightly and stood up from the mud and couldn't help but laugh before I looked up at dad and looked into his eyes remembering that I hadn't answered him yet so I did.
"I love you too dad."
Daniel POV
"And then you just go there. And voila! Now- DJ Vincent. You have got your very own Facebook account. Is that someone you know?" A thumbnail- picture and name of someone I had never heard of before showed up on the screen and I shook my head. "Then just press there and then there and… who do you want to be your first Facebook friend?"
I looked up at Ashleigh and smirked childishly. "I want you to be my first Facebook friend. But I can't write your name because I don't know it. What is your name Ashleigh?… oh!" When I realized what I had said Ashleigh broke down laughing and I couldn't help but chuckle. "Gertrude was it?" Ashleigh lightly slapped my neck with the back of her head. "No… let's see. Ashleigh Michaels. Oh there you are!"
Just as I pressed the button to 'befriend' Ashleigh her phone beeped with the request and she pulled it up and nodded. Then my laptop beeped as she accepted me and I tried to find the list of her friends to search through it for people I knew too.
"Hold on." I had barely started when a name and face I knew very well came across the screen. "My dad has a Facebook…" I hesitated. "No, no, let me put that differently. My DAD had a Facebook before ME? Oh crap." I pressed to send a friend- request to him and then moved up on the screen again to try and find my friends from glee club.
"Come on." When I at last pressed Lea- Marie's name on the screen I turned away from my laptop. "It's almost nine o'clock and we'll have to get up quite early tomorrow. There's something I want to show you before we have to go to bed." I walked out of the room and down the stairs, then outside and pulled my jacket on, hearing Ashleigh coming after me as I walked down the driveway and up the block.
It wasn't a long walk to the hospital, only a couple of blocks. But when I continued showing her closer and closer to Lima memorial Ashleigh was looking kind of confused and looked at me as if she was wondering if I really knew what I was doing. But I didn't say anything before I showed her into the hospital and up one stair after the other.
"This door is usually opened." After God knows how many stairs and a hallway I carefully opened the door. "Don't worry, there are no patients on this floor. Only conference rooms and things and I don't think they'd have a conference at this time of day. Come on. Damn it, it's cloudy." I looked out the window and glanced over the view. "I'll take you here tomorrow morning again, if we have the time before you have to catch the bus. You should see it!" I sighed, but didn't have the time to say anything else before a doctor came in.
"Who are you? You aren't allowed to be here."
"RUN." I shouted, and didn't have the time to think or do anything else before I and Ashleigh had run around the table and more or less jumped out from the room, down the hallway, down the stairs and then out from the hospital out of breath but still laughing.
"I'd never thought I'd see the day you broke one of the rules DJ!" Ashleigh stated, and laughed while we turned our steps back towards my house.
One hour later Ashleigh had fallen asleep, her bus back to Toledo would leave at eight in the morning. I sat in my desk chair and watched on the clock that Thursday turned into Friday while the only sound I could hear was the cars outside and Ashleigh's slight snoring. Then at last- as it was almost three in the morning and only two hours until I'd have to be up again I fell asleep- and instead of in the top bunk above Ashleigh, I did it curled up in my desk chair with my head hanging to the side.
The next morning it was cloudy again, and no point with going back to the hospital. The morning sun was beautiful to see from that conference highest in the hospital. But there wasn't a point going there when it was cloudy because there was no way we would be able to see it anyway. And so we only turned back to the last of Ashleigh's packing.
And so came the part where we stood with our arms around each other and hugged each other tightly. And then she went onto the bus and waved to me as it left the station. And so I was alone again.
I must have been standing at that bus stop for almost two hours. When you were in school Friday mornings were always the best next after Friday afternoon. But this Friday morning was the most grey and most depressing morning ever. Mum and dad had been god knows where since September, and wouldn't be home until December. Now was the beginning of November and I freaking HATED my life. More than ever during the two hours I stood in the middle of the pouring rain at the bus station.
At last someone that worked at the bus station came and asked if I was waiting for a bus or whatever and then I slowly started walking through the blocks again and towards my street. Although coming in the crossroad right between the blocks I saw something I couldn't just ignore.
"What's the matter, nerdy boy?" Avery Benson and a couple ones of his friends that I didn't know the names of stood picking on a younger, very short boy with dark- brown hair sitting on the ground. "Oh is that rain or is it a tear that I see? You're not only a nerd you're a whimp as well." It wasn't funny, but Benson's friends screamed with laughter as Benson kneeled down. "Have you got a wallet on you today nerd?"
"HEY." I shouted and sprinted over to them and pulled Benson away from the younger boy. "Leave him alone. Go pick on someone your own size." Benson looked like he wanted to start fighting me at first. But I knew some very good things about him- he knew I knew and one step wrong and I could have them spread all over school. So he cracked his neck and then turned to his friends.
"Come on, I'm bored anyway." Benson walked away and around the corner while I kneeled in front of the boy who still sat on the pavement reaching down towards his ankle. I had thought he was too young to be in high school first but when he looked up at me and his hood fell off I could see it was a guy from McKinley. One from freshman year.
"Hey, I'm Daniel. You're Jake right?" Jake nodded. "Don't worry about that Benson- guy. I'll take care of him and he'll never bother you again. Here let me see." I pulled up Jake's slack a bit and untied his sneaker. "Tell me if it hurts." He didn't have to tell- Jake flinched when I tried to press towards his ankle. "Okay…" I stated after a bit. "There's nothing broken, but sprained. Don't worry, I've done it at least a thousand times and it will be as good as new within a few weeks." Jake nodded. And I wondered for a bit. But before I had come to a conclusion Jake spoke himself.
"Hold on. You're Daniel Vincent. You're like… the coolest guy in the whole town." I chuckled slightly- I had ended up kind of popular at McKinley although actually how I wasn't too sure. "I'm… I'm fine I…" Jake almost jumped up on his feet. "I- OW!" He stepped on his hurt foot and I had to grab him under his arms so he wouldn't fall and I thought for a second and then decided it was worth a shot.
"Tell you what. I'll help you- carry you- home to mine. I'm sure we've got something to help with this and I think that my old crutches with suit you just perfectly. And while that you can just call up someone you know to take you home or I will carry you there too." I smirked a bit, hopefully this would seem less creepy as Jake recognized me from school, at last he nodded and I scooped him up and walked the rest of the way through half the block and up my driveway.
"Whoa." Jake's eyes grew wide as I threw him down into our sofa and a game console caught his eye. "I didn't think those new consoles were even out on the market yet." Jake looked confused and kind of hopeful up at me and I threw him a control for it- what else was there for him to do anyway!
"They're not. My dad works for apple and every once in a while I borrow new stuff and tell them what is good and what can be better and in return I might get to keep it or just get a check. I don't care much for it anymore."
"That is so awesome. I wish I had a dad who worked for apple too!"
"Be careful what you wish for."
I sighed and while searching through the cupboard with our things for first aid I glanced to the boy starting his game. For a moment I was almost on my way to tell him how I hadn't seen my parents since September because of dad's job but I swallowed my words and then threw the cupboard door closed.
"We don't have any more of that bandage I thought we'd have. You just keep on playing and I'll be back in ten minutes." I grabbed some money from the bench in the hallway and ran the fastest I could to the pharmacy at the hospital. And just as I came through the doors my phone rang and my stomach made flips in happiness when I saw it was my dad- with all of his working we had barely gotten a chance to talk since he left.
"Hey Daniel." Dad greeted me. "I see you've gotten Facebook! How does that feel to be one of the gang?" I snorted at his happy tone that was so typical for him when he was only joking anyway. "Well…" Dad carried on talking.
A few times when I answered him I noticed the other people in the pharmacy were looking at me. But it didn't really hit me that I might be talking too loud as I wandered around the pharmacy and had lost my concentration on what it was I was getting.
"Please." Suddenly someone from the staff called out for me and opened the door. "Go outside and talk on the phone:" From the chock, for the moment I barely knew what he told me. First I meant to start talking even louder to dad and tell him what was happening. But I was so confused and angry suddenly I must have accidentally hung up on him and quickly decided I wasn't going back into that store- not now nor never.
Walking back without that bandage I tried to call up dad again, damn it I hadn't spoken to him in so long. I needed to do it now. In just a little while he might have too much to do.
"Hey Dan." I could hear on dad's voice he was in a rush and suppressed a sigh- just the usual then. "Something turned up I can't talk right now. Talk to you later. Love you son. Bye." The phone beeped and with that it went silent. I held the phone to my ear for several seconds and barely knew what to do before I answered one of the last things that dad had said even though he couldn't hear me.
God I missed my parents!
"I love you too dad."
Benjamin POV
On Saturday afternoon I sat in the office and put papers in the paper shredder. Listened to nothing else than it's monotone buzzing shredding the unnecessary papers into pieces one after one after one. It wasn't a job that took concentration, so I dreamed away and jumped when the door to the office suddenly was opened and Mr. Burt Hummel himself stepped in with his phone in his hand.
"Benji. My wife wants to invite you and your mother and sister for dinner. What should I say to her?" I hesitated for a few seconds. It would be good I could guess… mum wouldn't have to stress with making dinner for me and Mady, or we wouldn't have to pay for another dinner on McDonald's or wherever. But… I couldn't help but feeling like we barged too much into the Hudmels' life already and I didn't want to do it anymore.
"I'll tell her yes then." Mr. Hummel could probably just about read my mind and he smiled comforting. "Will you tell your mother?" I nodded and pulled up my phone to quickly text- message my mum who was home with Mady and would go just as I came home from work not to have to leave Mady with Brady who had some big exam after Halloween and needed to study.
Mr. Hummel turned to the garage again and I heard his voice sounding muffled through the wall. I had lost the little concentration I had before and just sat there with the rest of the papers on my lap holding them with one hand and my phone in the other hand not even knowing what I was supposed to do with that for what felt like several hours, but probably was only a minute or two.
I flinched when I felt Mr. Hummel's hand on my shoulder, I had been so gone in my own thoughts I hadn't heard him come into the room and behind and over the glasses frames I could see him frowning before he walked around the table and slumped down in the chair on the opposite side of the table from me.
"Benjamin. I'm going to ask you a question. And when you answer it I want you not to care about what I will think about the answer or if it will worry me in any way. I want you to just simply answer me the truth. And how much or little you want to say is up to you. I am not pressuring you to anything okay?" I nodded and Mr. Hummel leaned forward over the table and put his elbows towards the desk. "Benjamin. Are you alright?"
I froze, literally- my whole insides felt cold like ice. Was I so bad on hiding my problems? Really? God Benjamin Bo Heedie! You need to fight for the fact that no one should be bothered by your problems!
"Sure." I forced on a fake smile. "I'm fine." Mr. Hummel raised an eyebrow at me and I sighed when I could almost hear something inside of me break. "Why ask if you're not gonna believe me anyway." I stood up and leaned back against the small kitchen bench and rubbed my face with my whole palms. "Mady's… Well I don't know what really. She haven't spoken one word since she got to know that dad's gone forever. Not one! Mum's about to lose her job because apparently her boss thinks she's getting too old for that kind of job and school is going like hell and football is going like hell and my medicines are going like hell and… Sorry I don't know where all of this suddenly came from."
"Listen. Benjamin." Mr. Hummel stood up again and with his arms crossed over his chest and looked with a very serious look in his green eyes into my very, very blue ones. "I'm afraid I can't help you with any of these problems. But I can take a guess and guess that what is probably bothering you the most is the part with Mady since I've seen you care a lot for your sister. Am I right?" I nodded, and fought away the tears that were burning behind my eyes.
"Yes."
"Listen. When my Kurt's mum died. He was only slightly older than what your sister is now. I tried to tell him what it would mean that his mum was gone even though it did hurt. And so I must have said that his mum would be sleeping forever. And Kurt being so little and kind of naïve like children are he looked at me and asked 'daddy how long is forever?' because children that little don't know what forever means. And maybe that is good. Because it gives them a chance to wait for their loved one to come back, and until they're old enough to understand that they won't they will kind of move on with their lives even though it still hurts. And do you know what I had done when it finally seemed like Kurt understood enough to come to peace with it?"
"No"
"I followed my heart. And told Kurt what it told me to. So that's what you do to your sister alright? And most important you let her know that wherever she is she's still got her dad with her. Okay?" I nodded and Mr. Hummel glanced at his watch. "I think it's about an hour until we should take an end to this day so now let's… go home shall we? You can come home with me if you're coming for dinner anyway." I hesitated- I really needed every dollar I could get from this job. "I'll pay you for a full day anyway- uh- uh. No protests. You need this better than I do. Come on. Did you call your mum?" Not until then I finally remembered what I was doing with my phone and quickly walked after Mr. Hummel while looking down into my phone.
"Forgive me for asking…" Mr. Hummel started while he turned the key by the steering wheel. "…And you don't have to answer if it's private. But how was it that your dad died?" I sighed- from what I had heard about Mr. Hummel he could be sneaky and I had only been waiting for him to ask.
"He was a drug addict, and a drug dealer. He sold some whatever to a person who thought that he hadn't gotten what he had paid for and was shot. His body was too broken down by all of those drugs to be able to heal the wounds. Dad ended up in a coma and the ventilator was turned off three days later. It's just over a year ago."
"So… I guess telling Mady how he died might not be the best idea then?"
"No!" I answered in a tone that would make it clear that I didn't want any more questions about that subject and turned back to my phone to try and seem busy while I texted my mum so that Mr. Hummel would, and then also did leave me alone.
Mr. And Mrs. Hummel wants us over for dinner today. Sorry- they didn't want any protests. Can you take Mady and come to theirs? I'll go right there. It should be in about an hour and a half, two hours. –Benji.
"This was just lovely Mrs. Hummel, Mr. Hummel." My mum said at what would for her be the end of the dinner. "But I'm afraid I'll have to go now or I'll be late for my work. Benji come here." I leaned a bit to the side and she leaned closer and kissed my cheek, then reached down and did the same to my sister. "Ben, don't forget to eat yourself too. Thank you very much for dinner but. I have to go. No you just keep on eating I just have to leave. Goodbye." Mum went out the room and I heard her continue out into the hallway and then the front door closing. And despite what she told me I was still mostly trying to make my sister eat rather than eating myself.
"Benjamin. I know what you're doing but you're going to need to eat yourself as well." Mr. Blaine seemed mildly annoyed by my behavior and I really had to fight the urge to send him an ice- cold glare. Instead I put Mady's fork down and turned to my own for the first down since I had actually put food up on it.
"So I was thinking…" Mr. Blaine started. "Since the glee club's called Finn's army and is… partly made for Finn I had an idea. And I've checked but sorry Mads but you can't compete with us at Regionals. But…. I was thinking we could have Finn's favorite animal as a mascot and therefore I was thinking Kurt could help me make a shark- costume for you Mady. What would you think about that Mads?"
Mady didn't answer. She just kept on staring emptily in front of her and did not say anything. Even though I knew that just a few weeks ago the thought of dressing up as a shark and being Fin's army's mascot would have made her jumped high with joy. Then suddenly something clicked and I shot up and suddenly had four pairs of eyes all on me.
"Shark! Mr. Blaine! You're a genius. Come on Mady. I need to tell you something between us two." Mady didn't react but I lifted her up and carried her out of the kitchen and out of the house before sitting down on the porch steps with her and draping my coat that I had grabbed in the hallway around her so she wouldn't be cold.
"Mady. Do you remember how much daddy used to like sharks? Like every time there was something on TV about sharks he would sit as glued on the couch and made you watch it with him. Do you remember that we have pictures from when you were little and he'd dress you up in that super cute little shark costume?" Mady didn't answer, but there was something in her eyes that hadn't been there before so I decided to just go on.
"Mady… Just because you cannot see dad it doesn't mean he's not here. Because he is here. He can see you all the time and hear you." I bit my lip and tried to come up with the next thing to say. "And he still loves you. He still loves you so very, very much. You are the only thing that he loves even more than what he loves sharks so why not combine you with sharks hey? And then when you're dressed up he'll be there like he is now saying 'I love you Mady. I love you, I love you.' Can't you hear him say it?" For the first time in weeks Mady reacted to something I said and nodded slightly. "Do you want to answer him or should I do it first?"
"You do it first." I nodded, then turned to the wind and tried to imagine dad was really there. But before I had the time to say anything Mady suddenly shouted something as the tears started spurting again.
"I LOVE YOU DAD. BUT I HATE THAT YOU LEFT! BUT I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU."
She broke down crying suddenly and without another word I wrapped her up in my arms and held her tight. After a while it started getting too cold to sit out there so I stood up and Mady hung around my neck while I walked back into the kitchen just as I noticed Mady had fallen asleep like that.
"Do you know what Ben?" Carole said as she helped me draping a blanket around Mady in the living room sofa. "Let Mady stay here tonight. I can help the boys and check the measurements we need for that costume and… I think you need some resting and time on your own." I hesitated- I wasn't so sure I should leave her after this. "If anything happens we'll call you. Even if it's in the middle of the night. Okay?"
I was on my way to answer her no. That I wanted to take Mady home after this. But before I had the chance I just… felt how right she was. I had barely gotten a moment on my own since school started and I was both mentally and physically exhausted. Maybe it was the fact that I just knew it that had me suddenly accept it and I just took a few steps over the floor and embraced Carole. In fact that was all I could have done to show my gratefulness.
Walking back home I felt weirdly relieved in a way that I hadn't in God knows how long. And so the sun was shining and a cold wind blowing and the sound of the wind almost- just almost sounded slightly like dad's voice saying
"I love you. I love you"
Well… with a bit of wishing and imagination that was! But that didn't keep me from answering.
"I love you too dad"
Charlotte POV
"Look at those. They're nice… I guess." On the Sunday when it was sale everywhere on the mall I and dad finally went out over the day to get me new shoes. Then in the afternoon I stood looking at what must have been the millionth pair of sneakers that day. And still I didn't get that feeling like… these ones were the right. But I took the black and blue shoes that I had found this time when I found them in my size and sat down to try them on.
But when I got them on and started walking around I just felt that these weren't right either. By now dad knew the look on my face when I felt they weren't right and he sighed and bit together his jaws in that way he always did when he was starting to get sick and tired of something.
"I'm sorry dad." I tried but he just waved it off. "I really am. They're good. They really are. I'm sure they will feel just fine if I just wear them for a while." I tried to hide the fact that I didn't think so at all and that I felt that I would for sure get blisters from them. But I should have known that dad knew me way too well by now.
"You're a rubbish liar Charlie." He told me. "I can see you don't like them and that's okay. We'll just keep on looking until we find some that you like and that feels right. But come on. Let's grab something to eat first before I become a grumpy old man on you." Dad smirked and I switched into my own shoes again before putting the others back on the shelf, shoved my hands in my pockets and walked after my dad out of the store and through the hallways to a café.
We ate during silence, there was not much else to talk about I guessed. But towards the end of the meal dad ordered tea for the both of us and for a minute or two he was just staring down in his cup or at my cup and had a weird smile on his face that I didn't really recognize.
"You know… I'm so happy that you decided to have your own cup of tea as well. Every time I and your mother were out I would order tea or coffee and Katherine wouldn't want anything and then she'd drink all of mine instead." I let hear a forced, short chuckle. "Here- Charlie." Dad leaned over the table and reached out his hand over the table and I leaned forward to and put my smaller one in his big hand.
"I loved your mother so very, very, very much. And I know that I've made some very wrong things towards you and Fran since she died to you especially but… I still love you, and your mum more than anything else." I swallowed- I didn't want to let dad see me cry. "And… You know, you are allowed to think about your mum and be happy. Feel good about the memories and have a laugh about the fun things that she did and said. It's what she would have wanted."
I looked away and down into the floor. Forced myself to concentrate on the pattern in the back of a chair not to think about my mum. Every time I did it would just lead to those pictures I had in my memory pushed somewhere far back into my mind not to have it pop up every time I saw or as much as heard a car or thought about one.
Dad squeezed my hand and lifted his other hand from his mug and laid it towards the back of my hand. And I had a weird feeling that almost had me fizzling at him when I realized this was like the third or maybe the fifth or something time we spoke in months without fighting. And the thought about how much we usually fought caused the lump in my throat to grow bigger.
"I love you too. I love you more than what words could ever tell. And I'm sorry that we have been fighting so much and everything but… when I look at you, and look into your eyes I just can't help to see your mother and that breaks my heart all over again. Before I always have to remember that you are you and not her. No matter how much you look like her or is like your mother were when we first met you are you. And I love you."
"It's my fault dad!"
"What is?"
"Everything."
I didn't know what made me say it but I did know that after I had said it, it was like a big, heavy stone had fallen from my heart. Something that had been there ever since mum died and bothered and bothered me without me being able to catch a break fell from my heart while I could see dad stand up and come around the table where he sat down next to me and took my hand in one of his and laid the other arm around my shoulders and pulled me close.
"Nothing's your fault Charlie. Nothing is!"
I wished I could have told dad how much what he said meant to me right then. And I also wished we hadn't been in the middle of the mall because if we hadn't been then I might have for once been able to just let go and cry for once. But now I just had to fight my very, very hardest not to cry and not to show dad or anyone else that I was weak.
Weak! Weak! Weak! Useless! You're useless Charlotte! You're weak and useless Charlotte Maria Amato! Useless! Useless! Useless!
"Charlotte? Charlie? Charl are you alright?" Dad's voice forced the voices in my head away and I returned to reality. "You just seemed to dream away for a while. I was saying that… your mum would have wanted you to be happy. And if she knew about this she'd have wanted us to feel happy about the time we got to have with her and also have a laugh at the funny ones so… for us to actually have the rest of our tea and then go back to shopping. How about we share a memory with her each that makes us laugh?" I shrugged. "Okay I'll start."
Dad thought for a while. And didn't seem sure about something. So he seemed to decide something and spoke again.
"When you, and first when your sister were little. So little you still used diapers she would always make me change them. And she'd do that even if it meant disturbing me in the middle of a dinner with my friends that we had at home so it annoyed me a bit and at last I asked her about it. And she answered me that 'when the girls are older and get periods and start meeting boys I will have to do that work. This is the only dirty work you can do. So you better do it' I never complained about it again." I couldn't help but let hear a short laugh. But not so much because I thought it was funny.
"That is so your humor dad." Dad ruffled in my hair slightly. "Don't do that, you know I hate it. Well… You know when I was maybe, four, five and moved out from always sleeping in yours and mum's room and moved into the room that Liam's got now. And when I moved in there everything had its own place and everything and then like two days later everything was just scattered on the floor and mum kept on complaining it was so messy and at last because I wouldn't tidy it she took matters into her own hands when I was in dance class and tidied the whole room from the floor to the ceiling. And I was angry with her for like weeks because I couldn't find anything I searched for because it was too tidy." Dad chuckled and took the last sip from his cup.
"She was great. And she and Kirsten are each other's complete opposites. And I know you and Kirsten don't get along but. I want you to know that I'd never try and replace your mum. Not with Kirsten and neither with anyone else. She was my very first love, and she will be my last as well. Alongside you and Frances."
"Dad."
"Yes?"
"If Frances had a secret that she hadn't told anyone about. Not even me but I had found it out anyway. What would you say to her then?" Dad frowned, and I could see on the way his eyes looked that I knew something that he didn't. "And what would you want me to do if she doesn't know that I know?"
"I would tell her that I love her very much. And when she decides to tell me I still will no matter what. I'll tell her that when she does I'm happy that she told me. And I'd like you to let your sister know that you know. But in a nice way okay?" I nodded. And tried to come up with a plan fast on how I would let Frances know I knew about her sexuality. "Now come on. We can't sit here all day. Let's go do some more shopping."
Dad and I had only walked out from the café and I glanced over the hallway of the mall we were in and loads and loads of shoes stacked in a window caught my vision and so I saw them. At first I didn't know what to say. Just tugged dad's sleeve to catch his attention and then grabbed his arm and pulled him away into the store and found the shoes I had seen in the window and held it up. Dad took a look at them.
"They're not on sale Charlie." I felt my happiness drop and lowered my head. No way I would be able to have them then! "But... At least try them on. That might not matter if that suit you and everything. And they're grey and blue aren't they." I nodded and threw my boots off to pull the sneakers on. Walking around with them I almost looked with puppy eyes at my dad. "So do you like them Charlie?" I stopped and looked up at dad.
"I really like them dad. I really, really like them. Please let me have them dad." Dad hesitated and scratched the back of his head. "Please. I really, really want them." Dad closed his eyes and held up a hand to silent me.
"Okay then. It will be a bit of an early birthday present for you though so don't expect much for your birthday." I nodded and shook my head. That was perfectly fine with me. I didn't really like my birthday anyway and thinking about it was only a few days away I mostly wanted to run and hide from everyone who knew about it. But still when I watched dad pay for the shoes and could take the carton under my arm and walk back towards the parking lot and the car again.
There was one store in town where they had both yet the one thing yet the other that the staff thought suited for dancing. I had never really gone into it despite how much I loved dancing. It was a pretty new store and things were expensive. But as we walked by it and I looked into the window I couldn't help to notice the mannequin that was fully dressed in blue and grey and I couldn't help but to picture myself in those clothes.
On the mannequin they had put a blue floral patterned dress, over that a grey sweater, a grey beanie and dancing sneakers in blue, silver and white. For a second I dreamed away and completely forgot what I was doing so I didn't notice dad had noticed what I was looking at before he more or less pulled me out the doors and to the parking lot. And I wasn't going to ask him for more now anyway- and I probably would never be able to pay for those things myself this lifetime.
"How about driving by the graveyard and visit your mum before we go home yeah?" Dad asked. I shrugged and dad drove onto the road that would take us to the cemetery. Dad reached out his hand and took mine that I had laid towards the shoe carton to just really feel like it was real. If there were any perfect shoes, it was these!
"Getting new shoes is a great thing Charlotte." Dad suddenly stated. "It's also a great thing to remember and hold on to the ones we have lost. But what is most important is to hold on to the ones that we love that we have here and always keep them close." Dad squeezed my hand and looked away from the road and at me for a second. "I love you Charlotte… WHOA!"
Dad had looked away from the road for just a split second too long. One second the road was empty and so there was another car there. It drove straight into ours and our car was thrown flipped over onto the field by the road upside down. I could hear glass crashing and felt myself tumbling around and suddenly it was all gone.
Although even though I knew I had to close my eyes there was just one thing I knew I had to say before everything went black. Even though I could barely say anything at all and it was barely even a whisper or a croak I just had to say it.
"I love you too dad."
So… Jasper caught whatever bug Dom had and wants to take care of Evie. Lea- Marie is found and is going back to Lima and the glee club. Keagan's dad is trying to show him that there's nothing more important in his life than Keagan. Daniel is alone but seems to have made a new friend. Then he messes up again and is kicked out of a store for talking too loud on the phone. And he also really misses his parents. Benjamin talked to Mady and she seems to be like she's out of that Apathetic state. She's also going to be Finn's army's mascot at the competitions. And you now know what happened to Benjamin and Mady's dad and also Charlotte and her dad finally got to talk to each other and then were involved in a car crash.
Jake is sent in by x snow- pony x and is portrayed by Davis Cleveland. The triplets- Harry, Larry and Mary that are briefly mentioned are portrayed by Kay Panabaker and the boys are portrayed by Greyson Chance. Mary is written in between me and GleeJunkie007 and Harry with me and x snow- pony x.
Random fact
What happens to Daniel- Getting thrown out of a store because of talking too loud on the phone. You might think it sounds unrealistic but it actually happened to me. I don't go to that store anymore.