So I got a beta reader now so this chapter will be better than the others.
Puck looked at me, shocked.
"Kurt, you can't run away from this! What did you mean when you said, 'there's a reason why you're gay,'"? Puck asked.
"Wow Puck, you're so naive! I like guys because they're hot; there's nothing that can happen to me to stop that. I have liked guys since I was like five, heck I had a crush on my brother's friends. There's just a reason as to why I don't give girls a second glance; that I do not wish to talk about," I said.
Puck looked hurt that I wouldn't talk to him, but I have my secrets. If he wants to know them he has to figure them out.
Puck picked up a video, and I instantly recognized it.
"Please don't play that video," I begged; a blush forming on my cheeks.
"Why?" He asked while looking me up and down.
"It's from my third grade talent show," I said.
"We didn't have a talent show in third grade," Rachel stated.
"Private school prep, remember?" I said. She nodded.
Puck, not listening to me, put the video in.
"Next up, Kurt Hummel, singing 'Daddy's little girl'," came my third-grade teachers' voice.
I walked to center stage. I could see that I was shaking; even from this distance.
I just stood there mouth open. The music started, and I knew that I had to start singing soon. I ran off the stage. There was soft gasps from the Glee people.
Soon I was back on the stage with Chris, Louy, and Carpy.
Chris spoke, "Since my little brother is a baby we will have to sing with him."
I started singing,
"He drops his suitcase by the door
She knows her daddy won't be back anymore
She drags her feet across the floor
Trying to hold back time to keep him holding on"
Then the rest started to sing with me,
"She says, daddy daddy don't leave
I'll do anything to keep you
Right here with me
Can't you see how much I need you
Daddy, daddy don't leave
Mommy, saying things she don't mean
She don't know what she's talking about
Somebody hear me out
Father listen,
Tell him he has a home
And he don't have to go
Father save him
I will do anything in return
I'll clean my room
Try hard in school
I'll be good I promise you
Father, Father I pray to you.
"She was daddy's little girl," I ended the song, and the crowd went wild.
The video ended with my big smile as I walked off stage with a trophy.
"Wow, Kurt, you and your family have some lungs," Puck told me.
"Yeah, you guys hit every note," Rachel put into the conversation.
"It's in our genes to sing," I told them.
"I like watching Kurt's family; it's like a sitcom. Put another video in," Finn suggested.
"'Kay," Puck popped a video in, and I couldn't see which one.
"Merry Christmas," came my dad's voice, the basement was dark.
"What is it?" I asked, a little worry in my voice.
"Remember at your grandparents house you had those friends? The two guys and the girl? Well I thought, being the nice guy I am, that they could come down here," my dad said flipping on the lights.
There was a red-headed girl, her name was Gabbie, a dirty-blonde boy named Tyler, and a brown- haired boy named Josh.
I was fourteen in the video. "Oh my God," was all I said.
While walking up the stairs, my dad said, "have fun." And left.
"We got you a cat," Gabbie said; handing me a kitten.
"We even took the liberty of naming it for you," Josh told me.
"Her name is Target, because she has the target mask around one of her eyes," Tyler said.
"Thanks," I said petting the cat.
"I got Gabbie a necklace; Josh that signed football you wanted, and Tyler that signed baseball," I said.
They examined their presents and gasped. Gabbie's was a 16-carat gold necklace with a diamond in it; Josh's football was signed by a football team I still don't know the name of, and Tyler's the same, only for baseball.
The video ended.
"They must have been some friends," Puck commented.
"They were my only friends."
A/N Anyways reviews are loved.