TMW CHAPTER 27
Sorry about the late update to anyone that's still following this story. RL and stuff you know but I'm trying.
Puck's pov
Just like I didn't have anything to say to Merce about her stupid date or whatever with Sam, I don't have anything to say to you.
I mean, why she would agree to go out with someone who hasn't tried to be better for her is beyond me. Dude hasn't changed any of his douche bag ways. From where I'm standing, he hasn't stopped trying to get into Mercedes' panties since she let him in the first time. Don't get me started on that crappy excuse for a breakup. If I'd known she was giving it out like that I would – who am I kidding, I feel like the biggest douche for taking advantage of her without even getting any. I wouldn't have gone that far. I wouldn't have used her like Sam did. She's too good of a girl for that. Even if I didn't act like it when we were together. I knew it.
It just sucks that everything I did told her she wasn't. I'm to blame for her and Sam, for the fact that she thought she wasn't worth more.
However, my guilt only goes so far because it wasn't my fault that she went out with him after that stunt he pulled a few weeks ago at her home. That was all her.
If I could get my hands on Sam…
But that wouldn't change anything thing. I couldn't see her. It was a long while before I saw her or even spoke to her. All her calls were sent straight to voicemail and deleted. When I saw her name pop up in my inbox, immediately, I deleted the message, even her texts. I wasn't going to risk it. I would definitely say something that would push her out of my life for good. When I'm angry I have no filter. I'd almost messed things up between me and her enough times since we started back talking. Besides, she has Kurt, her best friend, her person.
She has him.
She doesn't need me. So I stayed away.
I didn't see her until she showed up to my house a week after I hung up on her.
This chapter is super short because Puck is not one for words mostly an action guy.
Hope you liked. Let me know.
Nakala
