Sorry for the late update… my computer crashed, and since I'm a major computer- noob, it took me some time to repair it (read: it took my little brother some time to repair it xD) And of course there were also a lot of hooray- it's- Christmas- vacation- parties to celebrate =)
Chapter 8: I wished I could go back to yesterday
Tina pov
"Ha- hatsjoe!"
God I hated being sick. I was sitting on the couch in my fluffy blue dressing- gown, with a big chequered fleece blanket and a big cup of hot tea, and still I was cold.
My head pounded like hell and I couldn't breathe through my nose anymore. I felt a new wave of self- pity coming and moaned woefully. I stared to the tv, there was a tell- sell program playing. A way to bright smiling blond woman was praising some kind of miracle blender. I would have switched channels if the remote controller had been within my reach. I looked around, and saw it lying on the coffee table. I was just considering the pro's and con's of standing up and grabbing it, when the doorbell rang. I moaned again. Why aren't my parents home? Then they could have opened the door….
The bell rang once more. It better be important… ! I thought irritated.
I dragged myself towards the door and opened it. To my great surprise I saw Mercedes. She had put on her serious face, and I assumed she wanted to reconcile our fight. I felt an unexpected feeling of relief and gratitude that she was here, I had missed her more that I'd realized.
"H- hi Mer." I said, and I smiled friendly as a sign of good will.
"Hi Ti." She said. "You look like crap."
I snickered/ sneezed. "Ha- I-I know, I'm sick- tsjoe!"
"I figured… you weren't at school today…." She said, and she gave me weird glance. It was like she was hesitating, considering what or what not to say next.
"I- is something wrong?" I asked nervously. " I'm not angry anymore, you o- only wanted to protect me, I get it." I said. "A- and I want to apologize for being such a major exaggerator."
"Thanks Ti, I'm sorry to, but that's not what I came for…"
I frowned. "Something bad h- happened at school today?"
"Well… sort of… but I don't think I should tell you know, you're sick."
"N- no tell me! I'm not that bad, you can tell me, I- I want to know." I said. I immediately thought it had something to do with Glee club. Or maybe somebody got into an accident…
"Ok then." Mercedes said, though I could see she still wasn't quite sure whether she should tell me about this mysterious and probably shocking thing or not.
"I know you didn't believe me a few days ago, when I said Puck wasn't the right guy to fall in love with… and really I hate to tell you this, but I have to before you get hurt; I was right."
I felt my blood curdle in my veins, and my heart skipped a beat. What does she mean?
Mercedes pulled her i- phone out of her pocket, and showed me a photo. Of Puck. And Santana. Kissing. My sight became all blurry, and legs were shaking. This can't be true, he can't have done this to me…. I realized I had spoken my thoughts out loud, but didn't care. How could he do this to me? I thought he had changed….I'm such a fool! He just used me… He doesn't care about me at all!
Tears were now streaming down my face, and Mercedes quickly put her arms around me.
"What's wrong Ti? What are you mumbling about?" She asked, shocked by my heavy reaction, and stuttering (even more than usual) I told her everything that had happened between me and Puck.
"That son of a bitch!" Mercedes yelled furiously after I was finished with my quite unintelligible monologue. She guided me back into the house. "Girl, know what you need? Some Mercedes time! I'm going to make you better, and make you forget about that mohawked lima loser!"
Puck pov
I pushed the gas pedal of my car, driving through the yellow lights. I knew I was driving way to fast but didn't care, all I wanted was to go to Tina as soon as fucking possible.
Please god, let me talk to her before Mercedes does! I prayed silently. I had searched for her but she hadn't been at school today. Then I had tried to call her on her mobile, but she didn't answer.
I cursed Santana for seducing me. I cursed myself for not pushing her away fast enough. I cursed that freaking stupid meddlesome Mercedes for taking that stupid freaking accusatory photo.
I almost missed Tina's house because of my inner cursing session. I stood on the brakes and my car stopped with a squeaking sound. Within a few steps I was at the front door, and I knocked. The person who opened the red painted door wasn't the one I was hoping for. On the contrary; it was Mercedes. Of course…
Though I knew it was probably pointless and very much against my principles, I started pleading. "Please Mercedes, I need to talk to Tina, this is all a huge misunderstanding!"
Mercedes folded her arms, and looked at me with a glance that emanated pure aversion. "Go to hell Puckerman!" She said, and threw the door into my face.
Yesterday,
All my troubles seemed so far away,
Now it looks as though they're here to stay,
Oh, I believe in yesterday.
Suddenly,
I'm not half the man I used to be,
There's a shadow hanging over me,
Oh, yesterday came suddenly.
Why she
Had to go I don't know, she wouldn't say.
I said,
Something wrong, now I long for yesterday.
Yesterday,
Love was such an easy game to play,
Now I need a place to hide away,
Oh, I believe in yesterday.
I wished I could go back to yesterday. Yesterday, when I still felt good about myself. Yesterday, when I meant something for someone. Yesterday, when everything was… perfect.
I changed the channel to a less depressing one; the hardcore heavy metal channel, and parked my car on an abandoned parking space. I wanted to be alone. Just me, my car, and the large milkshake plus three hamburgers I had just bought at the drive- in. I felt like a sad obese teenage girl who'd just been dumped, and now was eating her depression away.
I tried to empty my head, but failed. My thoughts kept drifting away to Tina, out of my reach and guarded by Mercedes like Hummel and his designer bags. Or Finn and his rare 1954 Bowman Ted Williams- baseball card.
After Mercedes had shut the door I had considered climbing through the window, but then they would probably call the cops, and I really couldn't risk being arrested (again). My mum would die, seriously.
Frustrated I had walked circles in her front yard, and eventually I had returned to my car. Though I hadn't seen Tina I knew she hated me now. Mercedes is sure going to make her… I thought bitterly.
But I'm going to make it right! I wasn't like my father, I wasn't a cheating bastard, just a regular one. I was going to make her forgive me, even if I had to go down on my fucking knees.
"I'm going to make it right!" I yelled, making an old lady who was walking across the street startle.
I threw the empty hamburger boxes and milkshake cup on the big pile of junk on the backseat, and drove away.
Will Puck ever get the chance to apologize? Will Tina forgive him? Or will another dramatic turn shake up things even more? You'll find out next chap….
Please Review! (very pretty please?) (A)
ps: The song playing on Puck's auto radio was Yesterday by the Beatles