Let Me Be Your Star
A Glee Fan Fan Fiction
Chapter 21
A/N: To be fair about the contest, not many people would know this character exists. According the JEWCY and the Glee Wikia, there's a new character being introduced who will be taking over Puck's bad boy place at McKinley. And that was who the character was. Warning: I'm making up a lot of details on him. There isn't much to go on.

"Jake?" Puck asked, his eyes growing wide at the arrival of his younger, half-brother appearing in the doorway of his hospital room. "What the hell are you doing here?" He whispered harshly. Jake was older than Ayla, but younger than Puck. He would be a freshman in this upcoming school year and lived in Lima Heights. There was only one person, outside of Puck's family, who knew about him, and that was Santana. Jake had been the main reason for the divorce between Puck's parents. When his mother had found out about Jake, shortly after Ayla's birth, she'd thrown him out.

Due to this, Ayla and her mother both hated Jake. Puck hated him as well, for hurting his mother. But he really couldn't hate Jake too much, because they were brothers after all. Family meant a lot to Puck.

"Dad found out about the accident. Your mom called him when she found out about the ribs. She said she didn't have enough money, and dad still had to help out, because you're his son and all that," Jake shrugged, running a hand through his thick, coarse, dark brown curls that were the same style and texture as Puck's own hair. The only difference was their choice on hair cuts. Everything else, from their eyes to their coloring to their smiles were almost identical.

"Like he's got the money?" Puck rolled his eyes. "She's crazy for thinking that. I had to pay his rent a few weeks ago," Puck replied bitterly. "It's good I didn't want to go to California, or I would have been screwed. It's a wonder I still have as much as I do, or I never would have come to see Rachel," Puck said.

"Dad made you pay his rent?" Jake frowned. "That doesn't make sense...he's got lots of money," Jake said slowly.

"From what? The brewery's about to close, according to him," Puck frowned, a slight crease forming between his eyebrows. "I just don't understand this," Puck sighed. "Don't tell me he ripped me off!" Puck was angry now.

"Dude, do you really think I understand dad's mind? Neither of us has ever been very good at that. We might be a lot like him, but our minds don't exactly work the same way, you know?" Jake asked, shaking his head as he leaned against the doorframe, still not fully entering the room.

"Never say I'm like dad," Puck said softly, the words harsh and full of hate. "I despise him, and being like him only implies that I'm going to end up hurting Rachel-and I'd never do that. I love her. I've always loved her. I always will. And I will never cheat on her. Let's just make sure you understand that, real clear, okay? Because I don't want anybody thinking I'm like that asshole I have to call dad," Puck said, glaring at his brother.

"Nice to know you feel that way about the guy paying your hospital fees," Noah Puckerman senior said sarcastically.

"It's costing you about five hundred dollars, right? Good, that's what you owe me from your rent," Puck glared at him. "Since it's clear you don't exactly need it, after all," He add on bitterly.

"Puck-"Jake began, trying to stop the fight that was sure to happen between Noah and his father. After all, the two were always fighting. It was lucky for Jake that Noah had wanted to stay with his mother and stay far away from his father. It gave him some peace, and allowed him to be the favorite in somebody's eyes.

"Do you want me to be fair to him? My mom had to struggle for years to raise my sister and me, because of this asshole who wouldn't fork over a decent child support check, despite him obviously having enough money to do so. He didn't care about his kids and the fact that I had to give up on my traditions because I couldn't have a freaking bar bitzvah. He didn't notice that Ayla's was the best I could manage with my shitty savings from that dead end job cleaning freaking pools. He didn't know that I was pretty much selling myself out to get money to make sure Ayla didn't notice all the money troubles-or maybe he did, and just didn't care. And you didn't either Jake, because he cared about you!" Puck snapped.

All of his anger was coming out now. All of the pent up feelings he'd felt towards his father were finally being revealed.

"And what the hell does it matter that I'm dating Rachel?" Puck asked, turning his anger on Jake, who he'd always been slightly jealous of. Of course, Jake had always been jealous of Puck as well, so it evened out between the brothers.

"Because she's probably the single handed hottest Jew at the JCC," Jake smirked at him, that bad-ass smirk that Puck had mastered through his rebel years at high school. "And there's just something about crazy that seems like it'd be pretty sexy in the sack," He went on.

"Don't talk about her like that!" Puck snapped, lunging forward and wincing in pain a little.

"Oh? So it's true what they're saying, then? The bad ass, almighty, McKinley high rebel has finally fallen in love? You've got to be kidding me," Jake rolled his eyes.

"I would never joked about Rachel. Get that through your narrow minded, one way head. You're an idiot, okay? You're nothing but scum and the way you just talked about Rachel shows that. Now, get out of my hospital room before I freaking heal and kick your sorry ass." Puck glared. "And yours too, you good for nothing, low life excuse for a father," He said, glaring at his father.