Disclaimer: The TV show Glee isn't mine. It's Ryan Murphy's, the lucky duck…:O Did I seriously just say 'lucky duck'? *shudders*
Author's Note: Jessie, I thought you said you didn't read this story! (Well, you could be Steph but she always writes her reviews in horrid text speak…no offense, Stephanie, LOVE YOU!). Whatever, glad you're enjoying it!
Now, enough about my friends. This one is for Anne, Ellie, Michi, Erin, Mae, anon and Bubbles23. Thank for the reviews and I hope you like this chapter! ~Jackie
They walked behind the stands so they could have their talk in private, at Delilah's insistence. Liam would've much rather had a few witnesses, but he didn't want to piss her off.
"Look," Delilah began. "I'm sorry. I really am."
Liam simply blinked. That was all she had to say? He thought she would give some heartfelt speech, get down on her knees and cry. Hell, he wouldn't have been surprised if she sang a song about it. But, all she did was say 'I'm really sorry'?
"Well?" She asked. "What do you say?"
"What do you want me to say?" Liam retorted, confused.
"That you accept my apology," Delilah answered. "Liam, this is the part where you forgive me."
"Delilah…" Liam said, not sure how to put this without losing his cool (again) or making Delilah cry (again). "I'm not sure if I can forgive you. Or if I even want to forgive you."
Despite his caution, Liam had, apparently, said something wrong, as Delilah's face practically went pale. "But…I love you." She sounded so sad as she spoke. "And you love me, and you're supposed to-"
Liam did not like it when she said that. He was…offended, almost, that she just assumed her feelings were reciprocated, that she put words, three very important words, in his mouth. He was so focused on this he didn't hear Schuyler and Stephen unknowingly walk up behind them. "I don't love you!" He said loudly. "In fact…I hate you!" As soon as he said this, Liam felt awful. Delilah's face immediately fell, her eyes began to water and her lower lip began to quiver. "Oh my God," He gasped, a hand reaching up to cover his mouth. "Delilah, I didn't mean-"
But, the damage had already been done. Delilah burst into tears and then ran off before Liam could try to take back what he had said. "Delilah!" He screamed after her. But she didn't even bother looking back. He'd said he hated her. Why had he said that? He didn't hate her, he loved her.
…He loved her. Why had he gotten so pissed off anyway? He did love her, somewhere deep down he still did, even after how she'd betrayed him. Well, maybe it was because Liam didn't tell girls he loved them often. Honestly, he didn't remember the last time he'd been told a girl he loved her. Had he ever told a girl he loved her before? Liam figured he must've, but he couldn't remember. Was this the first time he'd actually been in love?
Liam watched Delilah disappear, his heart aching. "Oh…" He spun around, finally seeing Schuyler and Stephen, she in a fresh change of clothes with a towel around her neck, he in his grass stained football uniform with his helmet under his arm. Her eyes were wide with shock; his face was blank and emotionless. "…I'm an ass, aren't I?" Liam asked. Schuyler, still with a stunned expression, slowly nodded. Liam opened his mouth to point out it was a rhetorical question, but decided it wasn't worth it. So instead, he just walked back onto the field. He had a game to play.
"Stephen," Schuyler began, feeling a lump rising in her throat. "This is my fault, isn't it?"
Slowly, he nodded yes. "I'm really disappointed in you." He said.
Schuyler bit her lip and looked at the ground. "I did this for you." She said finally. "I thought that it was what you wanted."
"I'm not that guy, Schuyler. I like you for you." Stephen told her. "And if you think I'm some huge asshole who only likes popular girls who stab their friends in the back, then I can tell you now we won't work out."
"The last thing I wanted to do was offend you. And I didn't think I would cause Delilah so much pain, that wasn't my intention either."
"I know you didn't mean to. But you still did it."
Schuyler knew he was right. "I should go find her, shouldn't I?"
Stephen smiled faintly. "There's the Schuyler I know. Go, make things right."
Schuyler nodded. "I will," And then she set off to find Delilah.
The Titans lost their game. After Delilah ran off, Liam had been unable to get his head back into the game. In the last quarter he'd made a crucial mistake that had given the Vikings the ball and they got a touchdown in the last fifteen seconds. Not that it mattered any way, they'd beaten the Titans by over fifteen points.
"Well, we should be going." Rachel said as the Old Directions began to disperse.
"Have you two seen your sister?" Finn asked Stella and Chris, who both shook their heads. "I swore I saw her here during half time."
"I think I did to," Kurt chimed in. "Do you want me to call her?" Rachel nodded and so Kurt took out his phone and dialed. He waited for Delilah to answer, but got only her machine. Hello, you've reached Delilah Barbra Hudson. I can't come to the phone right now, but leave a message after the beep with your name, the time and why you called, and I'll get back to you as soon as I can. Then the beep sounded, and Kurt hung up. "Nothing," He said. He tried Finn and Rachel's house, only to get their machine, which Delilah had recorded a message on. Hello, you've reached the Hudson's, Finn, Rachel, Delilah, Stella and Chris. We're unable to answer the phone at the moment, but leave a message and we'll get back to you. Thank you! He sighed, hung up and put his phone back in his pocket.
"Maybe she's still here," Blaine said; the calm one, as usual. "Schuyler probably knows where she is…"
"I haven't seen Schuyler either!" Kurt cut his husband off. "Where is she?"
Rachel grabbed her scarf and wrapped it around her neck. "Come on, let's go."
"Go where?" Blaine asked.
"We're going to go look for them," Rachel answered.
"Rach and I will drop Stella, Chris and Dalton off at our place," Finn said. "You guys start looking and we will too once the kids are settled."
"Sounds like a plan," Kurt said. "Now, let's move!"
Rachel jumped back into the passenger seat, soaking wet. It had just started pouring; the rain was hitting the windshield, windows and car roof loudly, puddles were filling the potholes and crevices in the street. Rachel reached up to wipe her face with the sleeve of her jacket (which wasn't a very good idea, since her sleeve was wet too) to get rid of the mascara that was now running down her face.
"You look like a raccoon," Finn blurted out. Rachel glared at him, as if to say his comment was not appreciated. "But you look like a really cute raccoon!" He said in his defense. This comment made Rachel smirk.
"So, where do you want to go ne-" Finn began, but he was cut off by Rachel's gasp. "What is it?" Rachel didn't respond, she simply pulled out her phone and began to dial. "Now, who are you calling?"
"Kurt," She responded, lifting her cell to her ear. "I think I know where the girls are."
Rachel dashed out of the car towards the now dark Don't Stop studio. Finn was right behind her and they both sighed in relief when they finally reached the door. Kurt and Blaine showed up a moment later, both of them drenched also. Rachel pulled her key out of her pocket and pushed the door open. Then, the four of them stepped inside.
At first, it seemed like no one was there. The main room was empty and all the lights were off. Rachel stepped forward and dropped her jacket on the floor, while the others stayed in the doorway. "…Hello?" She called out.
They waited for an answer. No one spoke, but they did hear something…music. It was very faint, but distinct. Once upon a time I was falling in love/But now I'm only falling apart…Rachel nodded to the other three and they all walked down the main hallway, searching for the source of the song. The first few rooms where empty, but as they walked farther the music got louder. There's nothing I can do/A total eclipse of the heart…When they stood outside the last studio door, which was, unlike all the others, closed, it was clear the music was coming from there. Loud sobbing could also be heard. Once upon a time there was light in my life/But now there's only love in the dark/Nothing I can say/A total eclipse of the heart. Kurt reached forward and opened the door.
Instead, the lights were still off. The radio Mike and Brittany always used while they taught dance classes was sitting on top of the piano, the source of "Total Eclipse of the Heart." On the floor, two bodies were intertwined. One was a girl sobbing violently, clutching onto the back of the other's T-shirt. The other girl simply held her, rocking back and forth. Delilah and Schuyler. Schuyler looked up as Delilah continued to cry into her shoulder, smiling faintly.
They'd be okay. Somehow. They always were.
