Chapter 7- Sleeping with a Broken Heart
Author's Note- Hey everybody! Thanks for all the reviews! They were all very kind and sweet. I'm so sorry; I know I said last chapter that I would try to update every four days…last week was a very busy school week! I was completely booked, I'm so sorry. To make it even worse this chapter was a very hard one to write! Thank you r0ckgal for your suggestion, I'm using an alteration of it in this chapter, I hope you like it. Here's the chapter, enjoy!
Will Schuester rolled over in his bed; he was beginning to learn it was impossible to sleep with a broken heart. It seemed every time he rolled or shifted, broken shards would poke him every which way, leaving him with that hurting lump in his chest once more. Will's heart broke once more when he saw Emma with Carl at Breadstix. It crushed the little bit of hope he'd had when he heard the messages, the little hope that they'd work this out and that she really loved him. Will looked at the ceiling but instead of seeing the cream colored wall above; he saw the guidance counselor's sad face. Why did she have to be there? Is the world against me? I'm so stupid. How could I let myself believe she might actually love me? It's obvious that Emma's heart belongs to me no more. I'd kill just to have one normal conversation with her again; one about Glee club, or Sue, or even Terri's crazy antics! Anything…just to go back to the way everything was two days ago. I wish I could just call her and talk it out, after all she's been begging me to. But…I'm not giving in; I don't want this to turn into Terri's and my relationship. Emma needs to know that I'm broken, in every possible way. What am I talking about? She doesn't even care! Emma already found a replacement for me in Carl. He's a dentist! They make way more than a teacher does! He'll be able to treat her right by giving her expensive gifts. Maybe I shouldn't go to school tomorrow. Tomorrow is Thursday, so I'll still have plenty of time to practice with the New Directions, he thought. Will shut his eyes and tried to fall asleep unsuccessfully. He sat up and rubbed his eyes; he then got up and picked up his cell phone off the night stand. Completely unaware of the consequences, he began dialing the number.
Ring! Ring! Emma Pillsbury rolled over in bed and turned her alarm clock light on. The digital clock read 2:03 am. Who on Earth would be calling at this time? If it's Carl, I swear I'm breaking up with him. This person better have a good reason, Emma thought. She fished her cell out of her bedside table drawer and flipped it open. "Hello, this is Emma," she said. The guidance counselor didn't bother to look at the number; she was too tired. There was a muffled noise on the other end. "Hello? Is anybody there?" she asked. When there was still no response Emma looked down at the screen…it was Will on the other end. Her heart nearly leapt out of her chest, she put the phone back to her ear so fast that she almost dropped it. "Will! Are you there? Please don't hang up!" Emma spat out. She waited for what seemed like an eternity for an answer and she got none. Emma looked down at her screen again, Will had hung up. "No," she whispered quietly. Oh God, Emma! He actually called! Maybe he's not so mad…maybe he just wants to patch things up. Yeah, maybe that's what happened, he just got scared when he heard me. No, Emma this isn't right. Will's not supposed to be scared of me; we're supposed to be best friends. I guess we're not best friends anymore since I decided to ruin his life. I miss him so much; I wish the last few days never happened. If only he knew how I felt truly, maybe then he'd forgive me. Hopefully he comes back to school tomorrow, Emma thought, and with that she drifted off.
What was I thinking calling her at two in the morning?! I think I'm going crazy, I mean really. I never wanted to talk to her again; so why did I feel the urge to call her? Maybe because the more I deny it, the truer it becomes; I'm in love with Emma. Even though from now on I'll never say this out loud but I will always love her. She's the first woman who truly captured her heart and I'd like to think I used to hold hers. Okay, now that I already embarrassed myself enough by calling her, there's no way I'm going to school tomorrow, Will thought. Will stared at the ceiling for about twenty minutes before finally falling asleep. Beep! Beep! Will's alarm clock rang at six- thirty in the morning. He groaned before rolling over and shutting it off. The Spanish teacher quickly rang up the attendance office and reported his second absence. He knew he was going to have to go back to school sometime but he didn't want to. Will wanted to push off his return to McKinley for as long as he could. Will I look stupid not going? Maybe she'll think I'm a coward. What about the glee club? Today's Thursday and the dance is on Wednesday, they need time to prepare and practice. Oh well, I mean I'm definitely going back tomorrow. We can have a long practice after school and a few next week too. They have Rachel so they'll be okay…I can't believe I just thought that. No matter how annoying she may be; she is talented. Emma will be fine…she showed that she obviously doesn't need me anymore. I want to be mad at her but I think that no matter what happens; half of my heart will always be hers, Will thought.
The second hour bell rang, it was Emma Pillsbury's free period. I can't believe he called me…maybe he doesn't hate me! Oh…what am I doing? Am I leading Carl on? And Will? At the same time? I just need to talk to him and apologize in person. I just…I love our friendship and even our relationship was good. Will was the best thing that ever happened to me, by far. You know what? I'm going to go talk to Will, now. I think he's at school, he was at Breadstix. Alright, well no use in stalling…I'm going to go talk to Will…now, Emma thought, confidently. The guidance counselor got out of her seat and marched down the hallway. She paused as she rounded the corner, second guessing herself. Emma shook her head and continued walking, she reached Will's door. Emma peeked her head in the window but Will was nowhere to be found. Instead an elder lady was sitting in his seat, the name Mrs. Swiatek was written on the board. Emma groaned, she was crushed. She sulked back to her office, with no enthusiasm at all. He's gone again…it's like he just slipped out of my fingertips once more. Will is like sand; when you hold it with your hand open it slips through the cracks, making you wish you had held onto it tightly in a fist. I should've held on to him the way he tried to hold onto me, with care, Emma thought sadly.
Okay what did you think? It seemed kind of short to me but oh well. This chapter was really hard to write so I tried my best. Let me know if you think I'm dragging the story out or any other bad things. I'm so sincerely sorry that I haven't updated in almost two weeks…I feel so bad. My other stories I Wish (Glee) and You Belong with Me (The Office) will hopefully be updated within a few days. Thanks again for all the reviews last chapter and please review this chapter, it would really help. Please review, it's what keeps me writing! Promise I will try to update sooner!