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Chapter of title inspired by the fabulous Belinda Carlisle.
All or Nothing – Chapter 7: I Get Weak
I couldn't lie. The phone call from Will, even though I didn't talk to him, ruined me. I lay prone on my bed thinking about it the rest of the evening. Kurt wanted to take me out to dinner to get my mind off of it but I refused. Surprisingly, he didn't comment. I think he finally realized the line not to cross.
One thing I couldn't get over was how he got our home phone number. Kurt and I each had cell phones that we used more than anything else. We just installed the home phone in case of emergencies, plus a discount on cable and internet. No one really ever called us on it except for telemarketers and our parents. Then it dawned on me. I grabbed my cell phone, swept through the contacts, found the name I was looking for, and hit send.
"Hello?" the voice said after a couple of bars of Evacuate the Dance Floor.
"Did you give Will Schuester my number?" I asked, accusingly.
"Um… what?"
"Did you give him my number, Tina?"
Tina stuttered out, "Um, why would you say that?"
"Don't start the stuttering. I know you moved to Seattle last week, and the last I heard, Will was teaching around that area. Did you see him?"
"Maybe."
"Maybe my ass. Tina, how could you?"
"Well, I just thought that maybe you guys could talk and you could get over everything. You never had closure."
"But you know how I feel. I never wanted to hear from him again." It was a bit of a lie, but I didn't think Tina would catch on.
"Look, Will asked about you, that's why I gave him your number. He feels really bad. I think you should talk with him."
"Why? Why should I give him the time of day?"
"I'm not going to butt in to that Finn."
"Too late for that, dontcha think?"
"I'm sorry! Just… think about talking to him. He needs to talk to you. I think you guys need to get some stuff out in the open."
There was silence for a minute.
"Are you mad at me?" Tina finally said.
"No. I can't be mad at you Tina. You know that. I just… wish you would've asked me first."
"I know. I'm sorry."
"Have you seen him since?"
"We have plans to go out to dinner in a couple nights. I know it seems weird. But Will helped me out a lot in school, with getting over the whole shyness thing."
"No. I get it. It would be like if you expected all of us to start hating Artie after he went to Brittany. Look, I'm going to go. I'm sorry if I came off as a bit of an asshole."
"It is really okay Finn. Look, call me tomorrow, okay?"
"Okay. Love you."
"Love you too."
I put the phone down and lay there for another hour or so. The clock read 11:00 pm when I looked up. I had put my phone on silent and missed some calls and texts, mainly from Blaine. The first one was just seeing how I was doing. Then there was a call. Then another text asking if I was alright. Then a third text saying that if I needed to talk he was there. Kurt must've told him what happened. I sighed and groaned all at the same time, then stood up and looked around my room. I grabbed my duffle bag, stuffed a few things in it, grabbed my Ipod, and headed to the car. Kurt followed me out.
"Finn, where are you going? It's 11 at night!"
I ignored him, turned on the car, and after a few turns, and an on-ramp, headed north on I-5 towards Seattle.
A/N: Bit of AU as I had Artie leave Tina, not the other way around.