Leoni123: Agreed, poor Kurt.
Precious- passenger: Aw, Pst, want to know a secret? I haven't really watched Lilo and Stitch so I have no idea if that part worked- or I have watched it, but I don't remember if it was the whole movie and I don't think I liked it so I wasn't concentrating on it too much. I think you mentioned that a couple of times, yeah, I thought too that the chapter was okay, definitely not the best. But yeah, Carole and Kurt's mother/ son relationship is so adorable, I wish they had put more of that- and Carole- over- all in the series. Hmm… I don't think I could write that chapter with Finn and Burt cause I don't think I could gather enough about that to have a whole chapter, but maybe I could write something else with Finn and Burt. Thanks for the suggestion
KlaineForeverLover07: Thank you, I'll try and yeah, poor Kurt.
GleekForever12345: Awwww, thank you. Agreed- poor Kurt. Yeah I love that bonding and I wish there had been a lot more scenes both with that and Carole over- all. I know you can't wait. I'm trying to write and update as soon as I can.
G is for Glee
So here I was, yet another time, standing in the shadow of Miss Rachel berry- as usual. I sighed and continued trying to make the choreography that Mr. Schue had created for us, step, turn, slide, step, turn. I could feel a headache coming with the pounding behind my eye. But I wasn't going to give up, I would fight through this. If I didn't then I would just blow everything with that I and the others were too getting solos since we came back from the troubletones- I needed to fight through.
I wasn't going to lie, things had gotten loads better since we came back to the New Directions. We were getting loads more solos and Mr. Schue would actually care about what we felt. But it probably would just take that I did a tiny little wrong and we would be back on the point where we were before the troubletones. So I simply ignored that everything had started to spin and the ache behind my eye and went on.
"'Cedes?" Sam almost whispered. "Are you okay?" I nodded, and looked away from him. My boyfriend knew me better than anyone else, I should have known he would see I wasn't feeling that great. He would always worry too much. I swallowed- I was starting to feel a bit nauseous but I fought through that too and then went back to dancing. Step, turn… slide… step. Everything was spinning only worse and worse and then everything went black and before I could grab onto something or sit down I felt myself falling.
"Cedes? Mercedes? Please can you open your eyes for me love?" Sam's voice slowly seemed to come closer and closer to me. "Cedes please. Can you come back?" I started being aware of my impressions, I was laying on something hard, I was half sitting up with someone supporting my back and my head with their arm and shoulder. And there was a hand stroking my cheek and there were voices whispering above me. "Cedes please" I heard Sam's voice again and there was a shakiness in his voice- as if he was worried for me.
I slowly started opening my eyes and looked up. The new directions were worriedly looking down to me. Sam sat on his knees on the floor, his arm supporting my back and my head laying towards his shoulder. I tried saying something but my mouth was too dry, I lifted my hand and touched my lips in a way to try to tell him I wanted water. Sam understood my win and looked up to the others asking if anyone had a water- bottle.
After some while Tina came running with a small plastic cup with water. I lifted my hand to take it, but my hand was shaking so much I couldn't hold it. "Hey." Sam said softly and took the cup. "Here" he held the cool, white plastic against my lips and tipped the cup. So I got to drink. Afterwards I took support against Sam and started standing up on shaky legs.
"I'm alright." I mumbled even though I felt worse than ever. "Shall we go on?"
"Mercedes" Mr. Schue interrupted. "You should probably go home. Get some rest." I started protesting. "If it's that solo then I promise I will make sure no one else will get it. You just go home and rest and then come back when you feel better okay?" I opened my mouth to say some protests- but closed it again- they were right. And I really didn't feel well.
Sam helped me to stand up and let me lean against his shoulder while walking out of the audiotourium and through McKinley's hallways towards our lockers and then towards the parking lot- Finn had lent Sam his car so we wouldn't have to take the bus, and he helped me into the passenger seat and then got into the driver's seat himself and started driving towards my street,
"You know- Cedes." He said after some while. "I could drive back to the Hudmel's- Carole's a nurse so…" I put my hand on his arm to interrupt. Then shook my head. I just wanted to go home and that was what I told him. Sam still hesitated- maybe Finn's mum could help- but I managed to talk him into going home to mine anyway and he listened at last.
Sam POV
I pulled over on the Jones's driveway and got out of the car. Then walked around it and let Mercedes lean against me. I lifted the doormat to find a key I had known since before was there and unlocked the door and helped Mercedes to get over to her bed and then got all the blankets and pillows from the couches in the living room and stumbled back to her room- before I lurched forward- and dropped everything on the floor in Mercedes' room.
"How many of these could a family of three… well four if we count Harvey- need actually?" I looked to the pile with blankets and pillows and then to Mercedes. Mercedes just raised on her elbows and looked to me. I picked up one of the pillows- and pulled my hand towards her to give her it but she just pushed my hand away.
"No Sam… I don't want that… can you please just come and lay by me? Please?" I dropped the pillow and crawled up behind her. I let her lean against my chest, she rested her cheek towards my chest. "I'm so tired." She mumbled, I lifted my hand and started brushing my fingers through her hair- over and over again.
After just a few minutes I could hear Mercedes' breaths getting heavier and calmer as she fell asleep. I carefully pulled up my phone from my pocket so it wouldn't be hard towards Mercedes' back and then leaned backwards towards the wall. "Sammy" Mercedes woke up half and mumbled to me. "Mum and dad are at Harvey's 'til tonight. You won't leave me until they come home will you?" I smiled slightly. I knew Mercedes' older brother lived about an hour's driving from here so if I knew them right it would probably be quite late until they came home- but of course I couldn't leave Mercedes.
"No of course I won't leave you." I made myself more comfortable now when Mercedes wasn't fully asleep yet. She rested her head onto my shoulder and then fell asleep again. And damn wasn't the sound of her calm, deep breaths so… so... drowsy… I had my arm wrapped around Mercedes' shoulders when I drifted off.
"RING" A loud ringing noise was slowly starting to wake me up. God- someone turn the freaking alarm off. "RING" The musical ringing noise echoed between the walls in Mercedes' room- hold on- Mercedes' room. My eyes shot open as I remembered where I was and I quickly reached for my phone and took the call before it would wake Mercedes up.
"Mhm. Sam!" I answered drowsily and rubbed the sleep out of my eyes. "How can I help you?"
"Hey it's Carole." I looked to my watch- yep, Finn and Kurt should be home by now. And that would mean they had told her… oh I should have guessed she'd call. "Sam? Are you still there?" I cleared my throat, loosened myself carefully from Mercedes and tip- toed out of the room so I wouldn't wake Mercedes up while I answered her.
"Sorry I woke you up." She said when I told her why I would answer her slowly. "Is Mercedes sleeping now?" I sat down on a bench in the hallway and leaned towards the wall while answering Carole. "Do you want me to come over? It seems like just a twelve hour bug but I could come over and make sure there's nothing more." I shook my head even though I knew she couldn't see it and answered her no. "Okay honey… Just call me if you wonder about anything okay?" I answered yes, then I heard Mercedes from inside her room.
"Sam?" Her voice sounded weak and I instantly knew something was wrong- very wrong so I quickly said goodbye, hung up and rushed back into Mercedes' room. Mercedes sat up on her bed with her hands clapped over her mouth and a look I directly knew what it meant. I grabbed a trash can from next to the desk and rushed over to my girlfriend to hold it under her chin just as she lurched forward and threw up.
"Okay, you're okay." I let Mercedes hold the trash can by herself and held her hair with one hand and stroke her back with the other. "Sch Cedes. You're okay just relax." After a couple of minutes Mercedes stopped heaving and laid down pressing her clammy cheek towards my T- shirt. I took the trash can, and despite how much it hurt me walked out of the room and the house. Put the trash bag on the porch steps outside and put a new bag in the can. Then I got two buckets- one in case she'd be sick again and one with water and a towel over my shoulder and walked back into Mercedes' room.
"C'm'ere." I said and sat down to let her lean against me again. I placed the bucket with water on my legs, pulled the towel around my hand and dipped it in the water. To later start wiping of Mercedes' clammy face with it. "You still feel nauseous?" Cedes shook her head weakly. "That's good… that's good." I said, more to have something to say than anything else and put the towel down left hanging on the edge of the bucket. "Do you have a thermometer somewhere?" She nodded and mumbled something about to the right in the bathroom cupboard over the sink.
I slowly walked out of the room and spilled out the water in the bathroom sink while I pulled down a bunch of stuff from the shelves in the search for a thermometer. At last I found it- to the left in the cupboard despite how Mercedes had told me it was on the right, but I didn't spend any time thinking more about that as I put everything back and then walked back to Mercedes room with the thermometer in my hand.
"Open up." I pulled off the lock of the white item and turned it on. Mercedes' chin dropped and I placed it under her tongue and waiter to have it read 101.1 "It's actually not that high." I said- more to calm myself down than for anything else. "Carole was probably right with that this is just some twelve- hours- thing."
"Ugh" Mercedes moaned. "Twelve hours. Feels like forever." I pulled her close and let her lean against me again and asked her if she wanted to watch a movie or something. She looked up at me with her best puppy eyes and I knew what was coming. "Finding Nemo?" Finding Nemo was totally Mercedes' guilty pleasure, I hated the movie, but she loved it and would always have me watching it with her. But I couldn't tell her no now.
"Sure." I lifted the quilt off Cedes and sighed, helping her up. I took the bucket from the floor and let her lean against me walking out from her room and down the hallway to get to the living room. The finding- Nemo- DVD laid on the top of the bureau in the living rooms I helped her lay down and got all the blankets and pillows from Mercedes' room and took them back to the living room. Mercedes laughed at me slightly, it was great to hear her laugh, but I couldn't resist the urge to throw a pillow at her for laughing at me.
I put the movie into the DVD- player and pressed play, but I had barely done that when a rumble was heard from my stomach. "You hungry?" I shrugged- in fact I really was. The clock had started drawing close to six P.M. and I hadn't been eating since lunch. "Sorry Sam… but we haven't got anything. You could check in the kitchen but I was supposed to do the grocery store after glee today. I stood up from the sofa and walked out in the kitchen- and Mercedes was right.
"I'll go to the grocery store and buy something for the both of us." I pulled up Finn's car- keys from my pocket and got out in the car to drive away to the grocery store ten minutes away. Well in the store I realized there probably was some rules for what a person who had just been throwing up shall eat and shall not eat- and I had no idea what so I called up Carole for help and asked her about it. Then I walked around holding the phone to my ear with my shoulder picking up blueberry soup, white bread and coke- as well as a frozen meal I could just heat up in the microwave for myself.
When I came back Mercedes was in the middle of the movie so I got straight into the kitchen and shook the coke bottle to get away the bubbles from it. As well as heated up my pasta and opening my own coke- bottle and well, did everything else that needed to be done. Then I sat down beside Mercedes with everything on a tray.
"Ugh" Mercedes suddenly moaned and dropped the piece of bread she was holding when she wrapped her arms around her stomach. I quickly put my plate down on the coffee table, reached for the bucket and held it under Mercedes' chin and put my palm towards her back and started stroking it.
"It's okay Cedes." I said when she started breathing more heavily. "Deep breaths love. Try to breathe through it." Mercedes didn't throw up anymore, but it was a couple of minutes before the nausea eased and Mercedes leaned against my shoulder, breathing lighter. "It's okay." I put the bucket down by my feet again. The dinner was forgotten. "It's alright." I wrapped my arms around her and held her for what seemed like hours. She rested her head against my chest and drifted off more and more, when she'd fallen asleep I carefully laid her down and put a pillow under her head and wrapped a blanket over her before I finished my own meal and then took the dishes and the trash out in the kitchen and dealt with it.
"Sam?" Mercedes mumbled a couple of hours later when I was watching some bad soap on the TV. "Do you think Mr. Schue will keep his promise?" I couldn't remember what promise so I asked. "The one that we troubletones will get at least one solo each by every competition, and that I will get to keep the solo I had even if I had to go home early today?" The answer was clear to me, yet I had to think a while before I answered.
"Mr. Schue might have been favoring Rachel and Finn. But a promise is a promise. And Mr. Schue wouldn't break a promise even if it so would end up with him getting hurt. So you don't worry about that. If I could swear on my life I would that Mr. Schue will always keep his promises." Cedes smiled slightly and drifted off again. I riffled through the channels at the TV and stopped at a marathon of the modern- family- series that would go on until tomorrow morning.
"Hello." Mrs. Jones's voice echoed through the hallways when the clock had started drawing close to midnight. "Anyone… Sam. What are you still doing here?" I tiredly looked up from the TV and Cam Tucker in a tree to Mr. and Mrs. Jones that stood in the doorway to the living room. I shortly explained- was too tired to give any longer explanation, and then sent away a text message to Finn that I would stay at the Jones's tonight- it was too late to go off home.
Okay Finn answered after a while. We have an early glee- meeting tomorrow so see you tomorrow on glee. And the last thing I could remember between reading the message and drifting off was a blanket gently being spread over me by Mrs. Jones just like I had done it over Mercedes.
So well, that's it. Did you like it? Did you not like it? Let me know.
I cannot believe I had those chances to bring in Carole in the story and yet I just didn't mind bringing her in.
English is not my first language
So the G is finished, that means we're through the first line of the Scandinavian alphabet, the first line of the English alphabet is A-E is it? Well in Scandinavia we have three more letters so the first line is A-G. So… see you in the second line of my alphabet.