Episode 17, Chapter 2:
Having nowhere else to go to discuss his girl troubles, Finn went to visit Puck. Sam had stayed over the night before. Finn could never understand how the two had restored their friendship and were comfortable being in the same room with each other after everything that happened. It wasn't his place to ask, but it seemed that after a while Puck had offered an olive branch. Sam wanted to, but he couldn't hold a grudge forever.
Although Sam and Finn weren't very close, they became closer after talking about girls. Finn, of course, held tightly onto his dark secret that he'd kissed Quinn, which seemed wildly inappropriate bringing up considering his audience. Finn knew she was the absolute pinnacle of what he didn't like about Rachel and high society. He was constantly uneasy with the bickering and in-fighting and reputation destroying aspects of these popular girls. Rachel never felt like she had people watching her back when they were constantly alienating her and making her feel lesser than. Quinn had caused her all those troubles, not to mention all the times her and his brother had gone to battle.
It didn't make any sense, but something about being close to her and everything after their irrational kiss made him consider whether Quinn might have feelings for him like he had for her. Obviously, these were the wrong people with which to bring up Quinn as they'd both slept with her in the last year. He knew for sure he must have been out of his mind, but her eyes, her face, and her hair wouldn't leave his mind.
"Are you okay, man? You looked like you were in outer space," Sam asked kindly.
"Yeah, no I'm okay. Just trying to figure out what I'm going to do."
"Summer is around the corner, dude! It is the best time to be single. Don't sweat it. You can join my pact with Sam. We're not dragging any girlfriends or committed flings into the summer. I'm talking to you, Sam!" Puck taunted Sam.
"Santana and I are over."
"Thank God! She was so not the girl for you. I've ridden that pony before, and I'll tell you you're safer on the ground," he said lifting weights. Finn had nothing to say. He was wondering if he could be confident enough to be completely on his own. "You good, man?"
"Yes, totally," Finn lied.
"Look, you're a shoe-in for varsity even though you'll be a sophomore. You've got the bulk because of your age. You might be the first underclassmen quarterback our football team ever had, especially with all the good players graduating. You have to be single to get in on all the Cheerio action."
"Right, yeah, you're right! I'm just going to focus on me for this summer, and all the ladies be damned. I don't need the stress. I'm getting over one break-up," he answered more confidently.
"There you go! That's the attitude. A main reason I don't like to chase after high school girls is all the drama. Older ladies that's where it's at—don't worry I'll leave you some good ones," Puck laughed. Sam wasn't impressed. Finn wondered how he would fare on his own.
Rachel had tech rehearsals for West Side Story, which considering the academic year was almost coming to a close meant that she had nearly survived her freshman year. Some things had gone as planned and other ties had been cut with no hope to mend. She was looking forward to the summer bringing her glad tidings and possibly a miracle she hadn't yet predicted. She insisted that Finn was the one for her, and though she wasn't planning any grand moves to get him back, she believed that they were like the sun and moon constantly rotating around each other. When it was time for them to get back together again, they would. They were endgame.
"If he hasn't answered, maybe that means he would like some space. You can't just shove yourself down his throat and expect him to be okay with it," Quinn told him seriously.
"Can you just be quiet and help me with this? I just need to know he's not spending any time with Karofsky. It's dangerous for his health."
"I can't believe you didn't tell me the moment Karofsky was back in town. I would have had the time I needed to get him out of town for good."
"I should have," he agreed. "I might not have ended up in this position." Kurt peeked around the corners of the café in case he was seen. Q had far fewer concerns and did not sneak around.
"What's been going on with my brother? Do you know anything about that?"
"Why would I know anything about Finn? That's crazy," she laughed him off a little too exaggeratedly. Kurt had no idea what to make of it.
"Didn't you two spend the morning together?"
"Not on purpose—it was strictly business; he needed my help since I—" she paused, but Kurt had stopped paying attention anyway. He lost his target.
"Kurt, what are you doing here?" Blaine snuck up behind him. Kurt shivered. Quinn realized she didn't need to be a part of this conversation and walked to get a cup of tea.
Spotted: Lonelyboy on the Upper East Side, learning the lesson that nothing stays missing for long. Things always turn up, for better... Or for worse.
Blaine's eyes were furrowed as he waited for an answer.
"Are you spying on me now? I asked for some space. Why would you...?"
"Okay, this isn't my finest hour, but I just needed to know who you were talking to; if it was Karofsky, or some new guy you're seeing."
"It's not Karofksy, and I'm not seeing anyone new. I don't think we said anything about breaking up, did we?" Blaine asked him confused.
"No! No, we didn't," Kurt fixed quickly. His boyfriend nodded. It was awkward and silent.
"I'm going to head back. I'll talk to you later, okay?"
Kurt looked into the café. This should be his cue to leave but he still didn't get his answer. Was it wrong for him to still be concerned and want to know who Blaine got coffee with? He wasn't sure.
"Maybe I can come to your table and meet your friend. Quinn is with me. I just finished a second coffee getting over here, but I can get something sweet."
"Umm..." now Blaine felt conflicted. He wasn't sure if this would end well, but he didn't have anything to hide either. He gave a quarter smile and started walking to his table. As they got closer, Kurt recognized the CW hair from the back.
"Look, who's here?!" Sebastian grinned.
"What is going on here?" Kurt fumed.
"I reached out to Sebastian to figure out what you never told me. He told me everything."
"If you've got some long game planned, I will let you know I am completely on to you!"
"I come in peace Kurt. I couldn't care less about you," Sebastian responded bored.
"I've heard that before. Let me guess you want to be friends?"
"Oh God no," Sebastian rebuffed. "I don't care what you do Gayface. I'm not interested. Though I will say, you have more enemies than Black Mamba, and you should really be protecting your precious cargo here," he said smiling at Blaine.
"You stay away from him. You don't even look at him!" His voice got higher as his cheeks reddened in anger.
"Kurt, don't treat me like I can't take care of myself. I believe Sebastian. He's not after you anymore."
"Blaine, you don't know..."
"What? The truth? I found that out for myself. I can make my own decisions. Look, at least I'm honest with you," Blaine's eyes reddened from hurt as he saw his relationship with Kurt take another hit. "You only came here to spy on me. Can you tell me what you're doing with Quinn?"
Watch out, K. Just because you finally tell the truth doesn't mean there won't be consequences.
"We're just going shopping," he said quickly.
"Wow, you really are an amazing liar, Kurt. If I didn't know you so well," he emphasized, "I'd bet you were telling the truth, but you're not, even after everything!"
Kurt looked like a deer in headlights. He couldn't tell Blaine about Sam's secret half-siblings; he'd already told Quinn, and it wasn't his truth to tell.
"I can't tell you what I'm doing with Quinn, but I promise you it's for a good cause."
"I'm sick of this! I don't care what it is. You don't trust me with anything, and... I don't trust you anymore. I don't," he said coming to the unfortunate conclusion. "I think you should go," he said tearing up.
Even though, it wasn't clear yet. It seemed like the end of something special.
Quinn and Kurt were silent on the trip back to the city.
"Did that really happen?"
"I think so," Quinn said delicately.
"I can't believe... I know Blaine's the love of my life," he admitted.
"You don't know that. We're young. He might not be," she added honestly. "Look at me and Sam, that didn't go as planned. It's the end of the road; there's no miracle cure."
"But I still love Blaine. Maybe it'll work out, and he really needs just space. Like Ross and Rachel, we're on a break, but we get back together in the end."
"Maybe," she answered noncommittally. Her ambivalence made it clearer that things wouldn't be the same.
Kurt wasn't in the frame of mind to handle a break-up, talk to Sam about his burgeoning family, and make it to his mom's rehearsal dinner that night, especially knowing that he was supposed to go with his now ex-boyfriend. Thank Gaga, Quinn was there to keep him sane. While he usually avoided others touching his hair, he allowed her head pats as he rested his head on her shoulder trying to steel himself to face the rest of the day.
After inviting him over to Kurt's apartment, he had no idea how to broach the topic once they got Sam alone. There wasn't an easy way to tell someone something that could be life-changing. Thankfully Quinn had done her research while Kurt summoned his strength not to fall apart. One good deed could make all the difference in his outlook.
"Will you tell me why you invited me over here? I feel like I'm in a prank show, and I don't like the feeling that Ashton Kutcher may barge in at any moment. This doesn't have to do with Kurt and I last year because I thought we moved on from that already."
"That's not the reason you're here."
"Well, if it's to get another apology from Quinn about her sleeping with my best friend and lying to me about it, I don't really care anymore. I'm doing this whole no girlfriend summer with Puck and Finn so I'm purposely gonna stay single and test the waters. And no offense Quinn, but I really don't see us getting back together at this point."
"Puck and Finn are doing that with you?" Quinn probed for more info. He just nodded. Kurt caught the look and knew he would have to speak with her later.
"Sam, listen we found out something. Well, I did. I spent most of last night as your mom's drinking buddy and as embarrassing as that sounds it seems it wasn't for naught because I learned something that I think you should know."
"What is it?" he asked genuinely curious.
Spotted: Quinn and Kurt reunited to defend Sam's honor. With friends like these who needs armies?
"Where are Stevie and Stacey? And why didn't you tell me about them?"
"I don't know what you're talking about," April Rhodes responded in a pink fluffy robe and hair towel. [Shower scene]
"Don't lie to me. I already know because Kurt told me. Just tell me what I need to know?"
"Sheesh, I really thought I could trust that boy," she clicked her tongue. She sighed aloud. "The kids live out of state. I found out that Sandy had an affair after he'd been arrested. I know the family name has been ridden through the mud so I wanted to keep it under wraps, but sometimes I get a little high, and I run my mouth if you know what I mean."
"I want to meet them," Sam said adamantly.
"Are you sure?" she asked carefully. Sam nodded his eyes fierce and mouth upturned. He wouldn't give up until he got to see them.
Blaine had no idea how to deal with his heart now that it had been splintered. He never thought he'd be in a situation where he ended a relationship with someone he loved while he still had strong feelings for them. Now it was about more than just space. It was about broken trust, the one crippling factor in all seemingly strong relationships, which is powerful enough to sink a Titanic. Trust was hard to rebuild once it was broken. He was thankful the school year was almost over because he couldn't imagine seeing him every day in his uniform with his Hippo brooch and not talk to him about his day. If he could just hold out the last couple weeks and not let down his guard, then he had a chance of moving on from Kurt. His heart would always be a bit his, but maybe there was more love to go around.
Sebastian tried his darnedest, especially after Kurt left the coffee shop. The cute little quips couldn't do it for him anymore, and while he intended to keep him around as a friend, he wasn't in to him like that. Blaine didn't think he'd be into anyone romantically for a while.
Puck walked around the rehearsal dinner trying to find something to entertain himself for the next hours. Kurt was able to call out sick after telling Carole all about his romantic woes. Finn was a bit of a downer. Puck was essentially on his own. He would have just made himself a second tray of food, but he saw out of the corner of his eye the same dark-skinned waitress he remembered from months back who was now making eye contact with his father. He thought back to if he ever told Carole about what he'd seen. It seemed unfair to bring up his father's infidelities to her right before the wedding but that didn't stop him from getting answers straight from the source.
Sam may have thought that he was the only one with a complicated family tree, but it seemed like Puck was getting the bigger family he always wanted, just not the one he expected.
If I were you, P, I'd be worried. In the city that never sleeps, a lot can happen in one night... Sweet dreams, Puck. XOXO, Gossip Girl.
TO BE CONTINUED
~A.N. It's the end of a KLAINE era. I can see it :'( Pour one out for those we've lost! It was easier than I thought to write their dialogue as it's based on a lot of the break-up moments from 'Glee.' Also, a note from last chapter, how do we feel about potential Fuinn? Let me know in the comments.
REMINDER: keep on lookout for a new story 'Gossip Glee Girl 2' if you've liked this so far. There will be a continuation following the release of Episode 18, which will take us on the journey of Season 2.
