A chapter. A very short chapter. Sorry for my off-the-ass pothead rant the other day. Once again, I'm not on drugs (but I can certainly see why people would think so). Also, don't judge the chapter from the first few words. I was reading it to my friends earlier and they were like, "UUUGGHH THIS FAILS" but it gets better later in the chapter, I promise!

xXx

WHOP.

"You fucking queer!"

WHOP.

"I'll smash your god damn head in!"

WHOP.

Kurt tried his best to remain indifferent, despite Puck repeatedly punching him in the head.

"What, homo, you can't even fight for yourself? You pathetic piece of shit!"

WHOP.

"What the hell are you doing?" Kurt vaguely heard Finn call from across the parking lot, despite his ringing ears and blurred vision. Puck turned around to meet Finn's fist. You could hear the crack.

"Finn… stop…" Kurt managed to say. Finn halted mid-punch.

"Ow, jeeezus christ, ow!" Puck held his bleeding nose.

"Why the hell are you beating on Kurt?"

"Why don't you tell me, Finnderella?"

"I'll fucking kill you!" Finn prepared to sock Puck again.

"Finn!" Kurt called. Finn stopped. "Finn, please?"

Finn took a step back, confused and hurt. Kurt looked up at Finn, his eyes telling a story. Finn understood, and left Puck and Kurt in the parking lot. Puck crossed his eyebrows, confused.

"What the hell?"

"You can continue if you want," Kurt said, closing his eyes, bracing himself for the next punch.

"Wh… what?" Puck was confused.

"Go ahead."

Puck didn't know what to do.

"You're done? Already? Oh, fabulous, I can go then." Kurt checked his nose to make sure it wasn't bleeding. He adjusted his t-shirt, drew his hair back, and walked toward the school, some of his consciousness regaining.

"W…wait," Puck said.

"Oh what is it? I'm going to be late, I hope you know."

"I… I just…"

"Can we hurry this up, please?"

Puck couldn't think of anything he could possibly say. He was far too baffled for words.

"Oh, you're done?" Kurt queried, "Well, allow me to retort. I'm not fully sure why you decided such a fine morning to hold this little pasting, what made you feel the need to "beat my head in" as you said earlier. No, I am not sure, but I have a pretty good idea. But I think something you might just need to realize in the near future, Noah, is that you can't control everything around you. And no matter how many queers you smash, you can't change that."

Puck's jaw dropped.

"And another little thing," Kurt continued, "I assume you're thrashing on me to tell Finn something, and what that is, I don't know. But you're trying to hurt him in some way, and the only question I can ask is, haven't you hurt him enough?"

Kurt put on his sunglasses, "I rest my case."

He strutted away proudly, with his dignity in-tact, leaving Puckerman.

xXx

Puck exhaled anxiously, closed his locker, and slowly approached Finn at his locker.

"Yo, man…"

Finn glared at him, slightly puzzled.

"What?"

"I know that you're like, mad at me, or whatever, but…"

Finn, not wanting to listen, slammed his own locker and prepared to leave.

"No, dude, wait!"

Finn turned around.

"You have thirty seconds to say what you wanna say, and then I'm gonna go to math," Finn sighed.

"Since when have you been so interested in math?"

Finn didn't respond. Puck crossed his arms.

"Listen dude," the recently-shaven teen said, "I know I'm a jerk for stealing your girlfriend and her baby…"

"Jerk is putting it kinda lightly."

Puck shuffled uncomfortably.

"Okay, I know. I'm basically the biggest douche ever. I went behind your back and I'm willing to face the consequences, or whatever."

"What about Kurt?"

Puck looked up to meet Finn's hard gaze.

"Uhh…"

"You were just beating him up! What was that even about? That wasn't cool at all, even for your standards. I mean, he's in Glee with us. I thought you were cool with all those guys!"

Puck didn't know what to say. Finn sighed and continued.

"Beating him up for no reason just isn't cool, man."

"Well…" Puck exhaled nervously, "I guess I wanted to get to you. 'Cause you're always up on your high horse or whatever and everyone always feels bad for you, and it just really irritated me I guess. I kinda wanted to get back at you and I knew that beating up Kurt would do the job?"

Puck was surprised at his own self-awareness, but what Kurt had said to him earlier that day had really affected him. Finn raised an eyebrow, "Wh… why did you think beating up Kurt would get to me?"

"Uh."

An awkward silence commenced. Thirty seconds had definitely passed by now.

"I saw," Puck cleared his throat and then whispered, "I saw something after Glee practice yesterday. I had gone to my locker to get my phone and, uh…"

Finn's eyes shot open, and he dropped his book.

"Holy shit."

Puck looked away. Finn had turned seven shades of red by now.

"And I also, I guess," Puck coughed, "I might have beat him up because of that too."

"Holy shit."

Another awkward silence. The bell rang in the hallway, signaling that class had began. The hallways were deserted within a matter of seconds. Neither boy knew what to say. Finally, after what seemed like ages, Finn spewed out a few words.

"I really don't know how to explain."

Puck didn't say anything.

"Can we just never talk about this, ever?" Finn queried.

"Yeah," Puck replied, slightly relieved.

"Okay. Good. Uh. I'm gonna go now."

"Okay."

Finn sped off down the hallway.

"Hey Finn?" Puck called.

"Yeah?"

"I'm sorry. Like, seriously."

Finn nodded in approval.

"Thanks."

xXx

Yeah, it's short. Sorry. :c

Glee isn't mine (but it may very well be in the near future.)