Sorry this took longer to put up. I've had studying and this was generally just a hard chapter to write.

Hope you like it!

I don't have a golden globe next to my TV set, therefore, I don't own Glee.

It was Friday. Dave would be leaving the hospital Saturday morning and be back in school the following week. He called the night before to make the plans to come visit him. He had made a decision and we would be there to help him follow through with it.

I recalled the conversation from last night.

"But how am I supposed to tell him?"

"How about through... song."

"What? You have got to be kidding me."

After some convincing and persuading him to sing a line from the song we selected, he agreed to the idea. Blaine would be supporting him on his guitar.

At first, I wasn't too sure about the idea myself, but his voice wasn't half bad. I felt like this actually had a chance at working.

As we approached his room doubt increasingly loomed over my head. What if his dad wasn't supportive? I wouldn't be able to relate with that. Dave really needed someone who knew what he was going through. I tried to push that possibility away, but it proved impossible when we entered the eerily silent room.

Dave greeted us and sat up.

"What brings you boys here? David's going to be out of here tomorrow." His dad eyed Blaine's guitar confused.

"Dad, I know I haven't been myself lately... Uh, these guys are here to help me explain." He nodded to Blaine to start playing. I supplied vocal harmonies.

Hey dad look at me

Think back and talk to me

Did I grow up according to plan?

And do you think I'm wasting my time doing things I wanna do?

But it hurts when you disapprove all along

And now I try hard to make it

I just want to make you proud

I'm never gonna be good enough for you

I can't pretend that

I'm alright

And you can't change me

The only other time I had seen a dad so confused was when I tried to explain my moisturizing routine.

'Cuz we lost it all

Nothing lasts forever

I'm sorry

I can't be perfect

Now it's just too late and

We can't go back

I'm sorry

I can't be perfect

I try not to think

About the pain I feel inside

Did you know you used to be my hero?

All the days you spent with me

Now seem so far away

And it feels like you don't care anymore

And now I try hard to make it

I just want to make you proud

I'm never gonna be good enough for you

I can't stand another fight

And nothing's alright

There were a number of other songs I had picked out, but this was the only one that Dave didn't stop listening to after a minute.

'Cuz we lost it all

Nothing lasts forever

I'm sorry

I can't be perfect

Now it's just too late and

We can't go back

I'm sorry

I can't be perfect

Nothing's gonna change the things that you said

Nothing's gonna make this right again

Please don't turn your back

I can't believe it's hard

Just to talk to you

But you don't understand

'Cuz we lost it all

Nothing lasts forever

I'm sorry

I can't be perfect

Now it's just too late and

We can't go back

I'm sorry

I can't be perfect

Dave was strained through the whole song, probably his nerves getting to him.

'Cuz we lost it all

Nothing lasts forever

I'm sorry

I can't be perfect

Now it's just too late and

We can't go back

I'm sorry

I can't be perfect

When we stopped the silence came back for a moment.

"David... What's this all about?"

"Dad," He drew a breath like it would be his last. "I'm gay."

His father's eyebrows drew close together and he glanced between the three of us, stopping at his son. "Could you two... leave us alone for a minute."

We got up, closing the door behind us, and waited in the hallway.

I was pacing and otherwise freaking out, thinking it had gone horribly wrong. Blaine stopped my useless moving with a firm arm across my shoulders. "He's going to be fine."

"You don't know that."

"Well, do you hear any yelling?" I shook my head. They weren't talking loud enough to be understood through the door. "So at least we know they're being civil."

"I guess..."

"Trust me," He started to mumble as if he had no intention of me hearing his next words. "This is going much smoother than when I told my parents." Come to think of it, this was the first time he'd even remotely mentioned his family.

"What do you-" My question was cut short as Dave's dad opened the door and motioned for us to come in. Blaine led the way knowing he had escaped my inquiries for now. I wasn't about to let this go though.

Dave kept his eyes down at his hands. He was either on the verge of tears or past that. We sat down across the man who's beard had grown haphazardly since the last time we'd discussed something. This time was no less tense than the last.

He seemed to struggle over the right words to say. "I think I should thank you two," I was taken aback by this. "You've been a great help to David. His time here has brought him back. I just wish this had happened under better circumstances..."

"So you're okay with all this?" I just had to be sure.

"Ah," He cleared his throat more out of need than effect. "It'll take some getting used to, I guess." Dave looked up at him and smiled a little. "I think I'll miss your girlfriend though."

"Really?" Dave's nose scrunched up. "I thought you hated her."

"I do. Good riddance." Dave laughed and I knew he'd be all right.

Song is "Perfect" by Simple Plan.

Next chapter coming soon!