Part 36
Wes hated getting kidnapped even though this time it was not a bad kidnapping. He had been busy packing up some of the stuff in his room since he was graduating next week. He was putting away books when suddenly the door slammed open and Nick and Jeff entered grinning like crazy. Wes listened to them chattering about everything and nothing, mostly his dark green hair, while he packed. Then suddenly… the two of them grabbed his arms and dragged him out of the room. Wes tried to break free… but when Niff had something planned… you were doomed.
So that's why Wes was now sitting in the back of Nick's car with his hands tied behind in front of him and his feet were taped together by the wrists. He looked outside and saw them drive out of Westerville, towards Lima.
"Sorry for kidnapping you", Jeff said without feeling sorry at all.
"Well at least the hosts are nicer this time", Wes said dully and Jeff's eyes widened. Wes noticed that he and Nick both looked really pale.
"What", he asked. "Oh come on guys I was only joking."
"You… you… the", Nick tried to get out. "The kid-"
"Oh no no no", Wes said hurriedly. "It was nothing like this. I am not flashbacking on you."
Nick sighed in relief, but Jeff looked… scared.
"What is it Jeffy", Wes asked and smiled gently at him.
"What was it like", Jeff mumbled.
"Jeff!" Nick exclaimed and stared at his boyfriend before looking back on the road. "You can't just ask him things like that!"
"It's okay Nick", Wes said and smiled softly. "I've been waiting for someone to ask."
"Why", Jeff asked and locked eyes with Wes. Wes smiled again and lifted his tied hands so that he could grab hold of Jeff's hand.
"Because I know you worry about things like that", Wes explained. "I don't remember much since I was knocked unconscious when they took me." He looked out the window. "But I woke up at one point, just briefly… and I remember just one thing."
"What", Nick asked focusing on the road even though he really wanted to look at Wes.
"That I was afraid", Wes said. "More afraid than ever before… I was even more scared than when I witnessed the murder that started this whole mess."
"Do you… do you get nightmares", Nick asked weakly.
"Sometimes… but not about what you think."
"You don't dream about the torture?" Jeff asked and Wes shook his head.
"No", he said. "I don't."
"What do you dream of", Nick asked and Jeff felt Wes' grip tightened just a little.
"I dream that I'm back at McKinley", Wes said.
Wes' dream
Victor hung up (after calling his dad) and noticed everyone looking at him with big eyes. He opened his mouth to answer but the P.A. sounded again, it sent shrills down his back. He knew what was going to be said and he could mouth along.
"Oliver", Owen said. "If you do not come out of hiding… from the choir room" Victor's eyes widened in fear even though he knew the words already. "Clive will shoot the head off that boy with an afro. You got two minutes."
Victor got up from the floor and Beiste made a grab for him again.
"No", he said and she froze. "I will not let that little douche bag end up like Veronica."
"What douche bag", Santana asked. "How dare you call Brittany a douche bag!"
Victor's eyes widened in horror and he looked around the room. It was only him, Beiste, Schue, Santana and Mercedes there. His hands started trembling… where were the others? He slowly turned around and faced the door.
"No!" Mercedes exclaimed and threw her arms around him. "Don't go out there!"
"I have to it's me they want Mercy", he said.
"You can't!"
"I can't let innocent people die!" Victor yelled. "I'm going out."
"You will not hand yourself over", Schue said.
"They will kill you!" Beiste yelled at him.
"I'm dead anyway", Victor said. "They won't give up until they find me and I rather lose my life than see everyone in this building getting killed."
"No I forbid it", Mercedes said.
Beiste sighed and got up.
"At least let me accompany you", she said to Victor. "I'll get Brittany."
"Oliver your two minutes are up", Owen said.
"I'm coming", Victor yelled and opened the door.
When Victor opened the door he saw bodies everywhere in the hallway. It was the football team… the Cheerios, Sue, Becky and then he gasped because he saw all his Glee friends, Schue and Beiste lie there too. They were all having horrible wounds and they were all… every single one of them, looking at him with cold, dead, accusing eyes. This was his entire fault and he knew it.
He looked into the choir room when he realized that Beiste, Schue, Santana and Mercedes should've been there still. But he saw no one in the cold and dark room. He turned his gaze down the hallway and saw Clive stand there holding Brittany with one arm and aiming at her head with an automatic rifle.
"Let her go", Victor said and walked slowly towards Clive.
"Why should I", Clive asked.
"Because you're getting what you wanted", Victor said and Clive smiled.
"Hello there buddy", he said. "You are looking were colorful today. Good looking too, want me to fuck that little ass of yours?"
"Shut up", Victor said and one of the masked men walked closer to him. Victor aimed at his face with his umbrella. "Don't even think about it ski-mask. This ain't your ordinary umbrella."
Just as he said it the ski-mask man turned into Azimio and the boy glared daggers at him. Clive laughed at it all as the other ski-mask turned into Jacob Ben Israel.
"My you've gotten some guts Oliver", Clive said. "All you little shits that are still alive can get into that choir room." No one moved, no one was alive. When Victor looked at Brittany he saw that she had turned into Kurt and the students alongside the wall were suddenly the horrified Warblers.
"Go!" Victor yelled at them. "Get into the-"
Shots echoed down the hall and all the Warblers fell dead to the ground.
"NO!" Victor shouted and ran over to Thad and turned him over. "Thad!"
Clive laughed and Victor was crying.
"You bastard", he yelled and flew up. "You got what you wanted and told them to go!"
"They didn't listen", Clive said. "I didn't kill them though… she did."
Victor turned around and saw…
"Veronica", he asked. She was holding two guns in her hands and she was aiming at Santana and Mercedes who were on their knees in front of her.
"You killed me", she said. "So I'll kill the girls you replaced me with…"
"Veronica no!" Victor reached out a hand to her and she fired two shots and the two girls dropped dead to the ground. "NO!" Victor's eyes were huge and suddenly he felt arms grab him and he was pulled to Clive, a gun at his jaw. Clive leaned in closer Victor felt his warm fingers near the waistband of his denim. He heard something drop to the floor and turned his head a little. Clive had his own boxers and trousers by his ankles. Victor started to trash but the grip on his hips was too strong.
"Oh I will enjoy this", Clive growled. Victor closed his eyes and a gunshot echoed down the hall… he was suddenly free from Clive's grip and he opened his eyes. His father stood at the other end of the hallway, gun raised and the pipe was smoking. Clive was lying dead at his feet.
"Come here", James Montgomery said and Victor ran over to him.
"Dad", he whimpered and felt arms around.
"Don't worry Oliver everything will be alright."
Victor looked up in terror and met Owen's gaze and then… nothing but darkness and he screamed.
Wes and Jeff's hands lost contact when the car steered to the side with angry horns sounding from other cars.
"Jesus Nick are you trying to kill us?" Jeff asked and looked at his boyfriend. Nick looked terrified. Wes hurriedly dropped his story and turned to Nick, brining out all his authority.
"Nick pull over and stop the car", he said. "Now!"
Nick followed orders and pulled over and stopped the car. Wes held out his hands.
"Untie me", he ordered and Jeff hurriedly did. Wes then cut away the tape around his ankles, opened the car door, walked to Nick's door, opened it and pulled Nick into a hug. Nick clung to him and started to cry. Wes wasn't sure why Nick reacted like this, but he knew he had to be there for him. He knew Nick often had horrible nightmares about his closest friends getting hurt or dying while he watched... maybe that was the reason. Jeff looked shocked too and a bit afraid. But what he was afraid of Wes had no idea. Nick clung to him sobbing.
"Nick what's wrong", Wes asked.
"I'm sorry", Nick said. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"
"Whatever for", Wes asked confused.
"For all the times I've said nothing affects you! For all the times I said that you don't hurt! For being mad at you for leaving! For being mad at you for not telling us where you were! For being upset about feeling not trusted enough!"
'Oh boy', Wes thought and rocked Nick back and forth hugging him. Nick wasn't the first Warbler coming to him about this… since Thad's breakdown in New York pretty much every Warbler had come to talk to him with similar feelings. Nick was the first apologizing about the "unhurtable" comments Wes knew circulated around the school though. He knew he sometimes acted as things didn't get to him, but that was to keep up his big brother persona so that the other boys would know who to go to if they need someone to talk to. Wes rested his head on Nick's dark curls and rubbed the younger boy's shoulder. Jeff also joined in on the hug, hugging Nick close to him.
"You two go in the back", Wes said gently. "And I'll drive us there."
Nick and Jeff moved into the back of the car and Wes drove out on the road again.
"So where are we headed", he asked and Jeff gave him the address… and Wes smiled.
"Yo you two what the hell", Finn asked when the car drove onto the parking lot and Wes stepped out on the driver's side and Nick and Jeff got out from the backseat. Wes had opened the door for Nick and helped him out.
"Relax Hudson", he said calmly. "We had a tough ride."
"You were supposed to tie him up", Finn said to Jeff and the blonde fumbled for excuses, since Finn clearly wasn't buying Wes'.
"Have you ever tried jumping that guy", Nick asked and pointed at Wes as the Asian rolled his eyes and locked the car door. "Dude it's dangerous for your health!"
"He's got a point", Sam said as he appeared beside Finn. "Now come on, Thad and David have already been kidnapped and taken here."
Wes, Niff, Finn and Sam entered McKinley high together. They walked to the choir room and when they got there Wes had to laugh. Thad and David were tied to chairs, very much like him when he'd tried to commit pianocide. Both boys glared at him.
"Hey no fair", David objected. "How come Wes isn't all tied up and carried in here like a sack of potatoes?"
"Have you ever tried to jump that guy", Jeff asked and pointed at Wes, who yet again rolled his eyes. "He's freakishly dangerous!"
"Yeah, yeah, yeah", Wes said rolling his eyes. "I'm sorry my paranoid reflexes causes me to pull people over my head, slam them onto the floor and then slam others or kick others in the nuts to keep from getting taken. I can't understand it. But if you want life to be fair… sure. Tape my hands together again Niff."
The two boys did as was ordered and then Puck walked over, slung Wes over his shoulder and carried him over to a chair and tied him to it.
"Happy", Wes asked David calmly. David nodded mutely. "Good." Wes rolled his shoulder and neck and took in the rest of the room. The room was filled with streamers and balloons in Dalton collors, Brittany's idea no doubt and all the Warblers and everyone in New Directions, Mr. Schue included, were there.
Wes smiled fondly when he saw Santana in a white shirt, grey skirt and a blazer that was navy blue and she wore a red scarf and a red beret. Brittany though made him laugh. She was dressed in yellow feather pants, a yellow turtle-neck and a feather boa, she also had yellow feathers in her hair. She looked so funny and adorable Wes couldn't help it. When she noticed him laugh she skipped over to him and sat on his lap and hugged him.
"Do you like my clothes", she asked and put the boa around his neck.
"Very much Star", he said and grinned. "I see you are a Warbler now?"
"Yup", she said and Wes heard a lot of the kids on the room go: aaaaah when they finally realized what she was.
"Lord Tubbington thought I was real so he tried to eat my sweater… I had to leave it with him."
"Understandable", Wes said and smiled. "You look adorable. But why are you looking like a warbler?"
"Santana said we were gonna have a party for the Warblers to show them that we are happy for them and that we support them", Brittany explained. "I remember that you colored your hair red, black and white when it was the championship-week when you wanted to support us. But I didn't want to color my hair this kind of yellow and my mom said I wasn't allowed to so I did this instead… are you mad at me?"
"Pumpkin I can never be mad at you", Wes said and she hugged him again, took her boa and skipped over to Kurt and Santana.
"How come you always understand her when no one else does", Artie asked Wes so quietly that only Wes could hear him. Wes looked at him.
"It's not so hard to understand her Artie", he said a bit sharply. "You should've learned that a long time ago. Everything she says and does has a reason, in her mind and when you figure out her logic… well it's easy to understand her."
"She's very fond of you… what will you tell her when you leave for college?"
"Just that."
"But do you think she'll understand something like that? She isn't-"
"Finish that sentence and I will push your wheelchair down the nearest flight of stairs I can find when I get loose from here", Wes growled. "Now roll away."
Artie lowered his head but did. Wes turned to Thad and David, they were on each side of him.
"Why are we tied up", he asked them.
"Don't know", Thad asked from his left. "But I don't like the smiles the Warblers keep sending us."
Wes looked up and saw the somewhat evil smiles the Warblers sent their way. Wes looked at Thad and David.
"Those glares worries you", he stated and they both nodded. "Well in that case…" Thad and David looked at him as he rolled his neck and shoulders… and then sent his most withering death glare at the Warblers that looked their way. David and Thad started to grin when the boys on the receiving end all hurriedly lost their smiles and looked away. Wes smirked satisfied and turned to Thad and then David, looking his normal self and winked. Thad and David laughed and the ND girls and Kurt looked up and over to them. Kurt cocked an eyebrow and looked from the laughing or smiling council to the Warblers that were huddling in the corner. He sighed.
"Montgomery stop scaring people with your death glares!" Kurt called and Wes smirked at him.
"Why", he asked. "You think I'm that scary?"
"Honey I know you are."
"Ouch darling that hurt."
"Don't start bickering now and let's get the show on the road", Puck said as he Finn, Mike, Rock, Fred and Frank reentered the room with three big buckets. All three were filled with… something.
"I don't like where this is going", David muttered to Wes and Thad. Thad looked horrified so Wes nudged him with his shoulder.
"Don't worry", he said. "It's just some fun between friends. If there is something dangerous in there David and I'll kill them all for you."
Thad nodded, but was nervous. The chatter stopped and everyone gathered in front of the three council members. Wes looked up at his captors dully, but not before sharing a quick glance with David and the African-American made their secret sign for: "me too". The sign was that the boy that wanted to say "me too" twitched his nose and while having his face turned to the other, but still looking at something else in the room, usually the other Warblers. Wes smirked and then looked at the boys in front of him.
"So", he asked. "What is all this about?"
"Well we wanted to celebrate how it went in nationals", Blaine said. "And Kurt, Mercedes and Rachel wanted to be part of it so we agreed to meet here and celebrate."
"But we also want to honor those who brought us all the way to nationals", Fred spoke up and then pointed at the council. "You three."
"Oh please", Thad said and rolled with his head. "It is just as much thanks to Blaine and Kurt that we got there. All we did was, before Wes came back, organizing some numbers and most of them was already half-done by mister workaholic over there." He nodded at Wes.
"Oi!" Wes objected. "I am not a workaholic." He looked at Thad.
"Yes you are", David said and Wes turned his head to him.
"Not you too", he said.
"Of course me too."
"What you had to make it even clearer to me by putting pressure on the me?"
"Of course, how else would I know you got it?" David smiled innocently.
"Oh really Mr. Mitchell, is that it? And here I thought you were clever enough to understand simple messages."
"Well apparently you were wrong and I was right."
"I never said I didn't understood you."
"True, but you never implied understanding."
"For heaven's sake stop acting like bickering siblings", Thad said in annoyance. "It's bad enough you act like that on council meetings."
The Warblers, Schue and the ND looked confused and a little amused as Wes and David turned to Thad.
"Good Lord it talks!" David teased.
"Never knew you had it in you", Wes teased.
"Oh grow up", Thad spat. "Why do we always have to have this discussion?"
"It's fun", David and Wes said at the same time.
"Stop that."
"What?" Both said.
"I'm not even going to bother", Thad said and looked away from them.
"This happens often", Mercedes asked and turned to Nick.
"No", the Warbler said amused. "Actually I've never seen them act like this at all."
"They're always strict", Rock spoke up. "Thad is always strict but overly positive, David is strict but always overly negative and Wes is… well strict and neutral. Lord knows that's why he's the chairman."
Kurt didn't miss the smug smiles on the faces of the council, no one did, but only Kurt understood it.
"Very well we've sorted this out", Wes said and smirked. "So get on with whatever you are doing please."
"Sure thing", Rock said and shook the bucket he and Finn were holding in. "In here we have a little surprise shower for you three. To show you that we appreciate everything you've done."
"And it's no cherries Thaddy so don't worry", Chris said happily. "You won't have to go to the hospital. We made a special one for you."
Thad just glared at him. The boys holding the buckets moved so they were standing in front of the council members. They raised the buckets above the council members' heads and was about to tip them over… when Wes spoke.
"One question", he said and they all looked at him. "Puck, was it you that tied the knots?"
"Yeah", Puck answered looking at him. "Why?"
"Oh no reason… it just explains what's gonna happen next."
"What's gonna happen next", Fred asked. Wes and David smirked and flew up, free from the ropes and they both pushed the buckets that were above their heads so that they spilled over Mike and Frank and Puck and Fred instead. Wes then twirled around and pushed himself and Thad out of the way. Because when Puck got drenched… he slipped, grabbed hold of Finn… and the tall teen and Rock fell to the floor… getting the content of their bucket all over themselves. David laughed and clapped his hands. Wes and Thad looked back at the mess they'd left. The others were staring… but then started laughing. Wes smiled and untied Thad from the chair.
"How did you and Davi get loose", Thad asked with big eyes.
"Practice", both boys said at the same time.
"That", Puck said and pointed at Wes. "Is something you'll have to pay for Montgomery."
"Oh", Wes asked innocently. "Do you take cash, credit cards or checks? Oh or maybe you want me to teach you how to tie a knot?"
"No", Puck said and smirked. "But I take hugs!"
"Uh oh", Wes said and before he knew it he was pulled into a hug by Puck and the other boys that had gotten slushied joined in. Wes only laughed but smiled at Thad, who'd lost the worried glow in his eyes and then Niff… both boys seemed to be cheerful now and the shadow from the car ride was gone. Wes winked at them and surrendered to his fate.
A while later all boys were dried off and in clean clothes, Blaine, Joseph and Chris had smuggled out clean clothes for Thad, Wes and David while the McKinley boys had spare clothes in their lockers. Rock could borrow David's clothes but Fred and Frank got to borrow from Finn and Puck. They were sitting around the room talking and then Kurt smiled and put his arms around Wes' neck from behind. Wes looked up at him.
"What is it darling?" he asked.
"Well you promised something honey", Kurt said. "Don't you remember?"
"Of course I remember", Wes said calmly. Then he looked to be deep in thought. "Which promise are we talking about here?"
Kurt smiled.
"The one you made at nationals before the last competition", he said.
"The Dalton Academy Warblers!" the announcer shouted and at once… all boys started to cheer loudly and jumped up and down. Wes smiled and was pulled backwards into the middle of the group with David and Thad. Wes nearly fell but got a quick look at the audience, they were all standing up cheering and the choirs on stage did as well.
"For outstanding numbers and arrangements", the announcer explained why the Warblers won. "With the energy and chemistry of a true family and for showing that background music is not always needed to be great we give you the winners of this year's show choir competition, the Dalton Academy Warblers from Westerville, Ohio!"
Wes hugged all his boys as they one by one hugged him. Blaine even jumped into his arms and kissed his cheek before nearly nuzzling his cheek in excitement, he was having his legs hooked around Wes' waist as well. Wes just laughed, put Blaine down after a bit and then got grabbed by the shoulders and pushed towards the judges so that he could collect the trophy and the plaque that had space for the coach to get something engraved. But what Wes didn't know… was that the Warblers had sent in a note, like all choirs, with what was to be engraved if they won.
The board of directors had made signs for the ten choirs that went to the second round… so imagine Wes' surprise when he saw the words: "Don't give up before you try" engraved on the plaque. He grinned and shook his head and raised both the trophy and the plaque towards the roof and everyone cheered again. A judge held a mike to him and he smiled and took it.
"When I joined the Warblers", he said and the room got quiet. "Our leader told me music was what brought all thirty of us together and that we were a family and that as long as we tried we were always winners. I wanted to live by that…" he looked at the plaque. "Don't give up before you try'… I don't know how many times I've said those words. But it seems that all the hard work we put down in becoming a family and in trying has paid off again." He turned to the Warblers. "A loss doesn't mean we lose because our family always triumph… but this time… it was just a little big bigger."
"WOOOOOO!" Blaine cheered and Wes laughed and gave the mike back to the judges before he hurried over this his family.
"Warblers!" some people in the crowd started chanting and soon everyone did as well. Wes's smile was so big his cheeks ached. He saw his girl and his "wife" smile as well in the audience. Wes hurried over to the stage edge, jumped off and ran up to Mercedes and kissed her… to which the audience cheered at again.
Wes was awoken by his trip down memory lane when he heard Kurt say:
"-most embarrassing video."
Wes laughed and everyone looked at him.
"Okay", he said and looked up at Kurt. "But first you will need some back story."
"You tell", Schue said. "I'll put up that screen, the projector and a laptop." He left and everyone gathered around Wes.
"Okay", Wes said. "My most embarrassing performance has to be Fat Bottom Girls, hands down. I've never been so embarrassed in my life."
"What was so embarrassing about that", Puck asked offended.
"Oh no, no, no, not your performance Puck", Wes said and shook his head. "Did you seriously think I thought those harmonies up just like that?" He snapped his fingers.
"Yeah", Puck said.
"I didn't", Wes said with a smirk. "When I was a freshman at Dalton… dear Gaga… the Warblers worked a bit differently. The new members had to perform… a solo that was a bit… unusual for the Warblers. My turn was at a retirement home."
"You didn't", Kurt asked and stared at Wes.
"I did", Wes said and shook his head. "The crowd loved it… the staff and the principal… not so much. I still feel sorry for the council."
"So that's what the principal means when he tells you to not act as Mark!" David exclaimed.
"Yup, Mark was our chairman and he had an… interesting kind of humor. My wasn't the worst though… At another nursing home poor Richard had to sing I'm Too Sexy for My Hat."
Everyone cracked up and soon Schue was done with the rig. Wes walked up to the computer and typed in the Warblers homepage, newly reinstated by the FBI and clicked on to a side that was titled: Initiation Songs.
Wes Montgomery was fifteen years old and he was shaking like a leaf, he was that nervous… or scared was the right word. Mark, Joshua and Simon were forcing him and the other new Warblers to do embarrassing stuff. Wes was also the only freshman that had been good enough to join the Warblers the rest of the 29 boys were all older than him.
He looked at all the old men and ladies in the audience as he and the others sang some nice songs for them… but soon it was his turn. He felt hands on his shoulders and looked up and the past 2 meters tall Mark was smiling at him reassuringly, Wes being short and not yet gaining a grow spurt felt like a dwarf… or possibly a hobbit. Wes was around 1.5 meters still and Mark was around 2.10 so there was a 60 centimeters difference between them and Wes hated that at times.
"You're turn buddy", Mark said. "Show us what you got!"
Wes took centre stage looking at the small ladies that sat in front of him smiling. He gulped and then the Warblers started their backup. Wes was nervous and felt utterly stupid but the audience smiled at him.
'Aw screw it', Wes thought and started to sing his heart out: (Wes, Warblers + Wes)
Ah, you gonna take me home tonight
Ah, down beside that red firelight
Are you gonna let it all hang out
Fat bottomed girls, you make the rockin' world go round
Wes smirked as he sang:
Hey, I was just a skinny lad, never knew no good from bad
But I knew life before I left my nursery
Left alone with big fat fannys, she was such a naughty nanny
Heap big woman you made a bad boy out of me
Hey, hey
Whoo
Wes jumped off of the stage and walked among the tables as he sang:
I've been singing with my band, across the water, across the land
I seen ev'ry blue eyed floozy on the way
But their beauty and their style went kind of smooth after a while
Take me to them lardy ladies every time, come on! – One of the elder men gave him a high-five and many in the crowd started to clap their hands in beat to the music.
Oh, won't you take me home tonight?
Oh, down beside your red firelight
Oh, and you give it all you got
Fat bottomed girls, you make the rockin' world go round
Fat bottomed girls, you make the rockin' world go round
Wes stood in front of the stage and pointed at the staff that looked shocked
Hey, listen here
I've got mortgages on homes, I got stiffness in the bones
Ain't no beauty queens in this locality, I tell ya – He sang that looking at a sweet old lady.
Oh, but I still get my pleasure still got my greatest treasure
Heap big woman, you gone made a big man of me, now get this – He smirked and ran a hand through his hair in a flirty way.
Oh, you gonna take me home tonight
Oh, down beside that red firelight
Oh, you gonna let it all hang out
Fat bottomed girls you make the rockin' world go round
Fat bottomed girls you make the rockin' world go round
Get on your bikes and ride
All Warblers started to dance among the tables and the old people laughed and clapped their hands.
Ooh yeah, oh yeah, them fat bottomed girls
Fat bottomed girls, yeah yeah yeah, yeah
All right
Ride 'em cowboys
Fat bottomed girls
Yes, yes
At the end Wes was hoisted onto the shoulders of two Warblers and the crowd applauded them. The staff looked furious though and Wes grinned in embarrassment when he realized… it all was getting taped.
"My gaga you were so… small!" Kurt exclaimed. "How did I never know you were this small and cute?"
"How did we never know you sang Fat Bottomed Girls and flirted worse than Blaine", Thad asked and turned to the blushing Wes.
"Why do you think", he nearly squeaked out. Everyone laughed and then Mercedes and Santana was forced to show their most embarrassing videos and more laughter was heard and the talking, partying and just enjoying being with each other. In Wes' case… for the little time he had left.
TBC There's just one or maybe two chapters left people. So I need some advice I am going to post another story, with Wes as main character of course since he's my favorite buuut I don't know which one... so here's the suggestions:
1. I continue the oneshot: "To Take The Blame" and makes it a multichapter
2. A lovestory between Thad and Wes which I call: "He's mine"
3. "Little Brother Wes" I don't think that one needs much explaining
4. A Kurt/Wes story with a special twist.
What do you people think?