Ok guys I made a great effort and that's what came out… It's not good I know it but I didn't want to keep you waiting any longer…
The only introduction I'm gonna make is that as you know Mike is not gonna return for season 5 so I guess this story ends here since I won't have a single episode of s5 to work on and include tike (unfortunately). So yeah… That seems we have 2 episodes (and chapters) left and maybe an epilogue but I really don't know if I'm gonna do that… It's just a thought. Ok time for the chapter. Here is chapter 23 episode 20 (I name it chapter 23 cause the note about Cory doesn't count as a chapter –of course)
Tina's POV
"I'm not gonna reveal my sources you know that Kurt" I speak on the phone and I hear him complain "No but it's true. Aha. Oh yeah a girl bar Go-Go girl" I say and end the call before he can answer me. I'm talking about Santana of course and her new job dancing at a lesbian bier garden. And I'm pretty sure Rachel and Kurt are now very mad at her. Bingo!
Yeah ok I still can't stand Santana I admit it but I don't see it going away easily. Well… that's how life is.
And my phone rings again. Geez please don't be Kurt…
"Hey babe watcha doin I was trying to call you for the past five minutes and I couldn't reach you so I kept calling and now we're talking?" I hear Mike's voice and I'm about to laugh to the fact his must have said this sentence with only one breath.
"Hey Mike. I was talking with Kurt"
"Oh is he good?"
"Sure he is. Santana is the one who's not gonna be good" I smile and I can literally picture him frowning.
"And why is that?"
"Because I just informed Kurt and Rachel that she's working as a go-go girl"
"Why would you do that? I mean… It's her business"
"Yeah but first they were going to find out anyway and second Rachel and Kurt deserve to know… She is living in their house remember?"
"I think you should chill out a little bit… I mean I know you're still on bad terms with Santana but I think you could give her a break"
"Umm no. And in fact I'm not gonna continue with this topic cause I'm gonna have a fight with you and I don't want to pick a fight with you. Tell me your news"
"Alright" he sighs and I roll my eyes "On Saturday we're having the big showcase which means… Freedom. But also stress… I'm very anxious. It's such a big showcase and I'm literally trembling at the thought of messing it up"
"Oh come on now… You're gonna do fine. And I want a video"
"You've already told me nine times"
"That makes it a tenth" I tease him and head to the choir room.
"Guys we've got a problem. Her name is Frida Romero" says Mr. Schue and explains who this girl is. I look at Artie who's sitting right next to me.
And that's when the lights go off.
Mr. Figgins' voice feels the room announcing a technical problem and that all lessons are gonna be continued with candles and flashlights. Great.
"Ladies and Gentlemen it's unplugged week" proposes Mr. Will and I shake my head. What else could happen just before Regionals?
"Such bad luck… But hey! Unplugged could be good. Fun you know…"
"I'm not sure about that Mike. But I'll try to believe it" I say and I receive a look from Blaine who's near me. Shit I said Mike' s name out loud. Shit shit shit…
"You talking with Mike?" whispers Blaine and I nod unwillingly.
"Uh… babe I thought you said you're with Blaine… You said my name out loud"
"Yeah I know but we can't do anything else about that. Anyway. It was nice to talk to you and good luck at that showcase. Well… bye" I end the call and try not to look too guilty.
"I thought you weren't talking?" says Blaine and I smile.
"Oh we don't. Well maybe we talk once in a month but you know… just friends. And I mean it. It's not like you and Kurt…." It's definitely not. Cause Blaine and Kurt are on the level of flirting (again) and we are in the level of dating (again) but he doesn't know of course.
"Oh so you don't think you could… you know… get back together?"
"Nah, I don't think so. We… We have both kinda moved on" I say and the conversation ends there. Thank God.
The next day we're already gathered in the choir room and Mr. Schue has brought flashlights. Giving me one he gives Sam the green light to sing. Well… Sam finds –one more time- the chance to say something completely inappropriate and disgusting before singing but… anyway…He starts singing and I smile. I look at Artie warningly cause he's texting and absolutely ignoring Sam and when he catches my eyes he stops and starts singing with the rest of us. And then continues texting. Geez. When his time to sing comes I pat him on the shoulder and he wheels forward. And… he freaks out… so Sam tells him he needs to man up and I look around at everyone else listening to Sam's words. He's right though… We are all so plugged in and we don't appreciate things out of that.
One day later we all gather up and Ryder sings for us. Everybody hurts… and his song brings up the memory of the previous week. I.. I haven't told anyone that but… Last week when I got out of the shower after practice…I got slashed. All over and… it hadn't happened for a long time and it did happen then and… I just don't know why… I mean… glee club is not that hated anymore… No one knows. Not even Mike. No one. But that doesn't mean it doesn't hurt…
When he's done we clap. I'm not in the mood to congratulate him properly and my mood gets worse when he actually confesses he got molested by his baby sitter when he was younger. That's really sad and inappropriate. He was a little boy. Then Sam and Artie pop up saying that this is the fantasy of every boy… Oh my god. How immature. And stupid! Ryder wanted to confess something personal and they ruined it…
"Guys. This is so uncool" I almost yell at them and Marley joins me by adding "His truth is his truth… Like… not yours" and I have to say I'm very disappointed in them. And I also feel really upset cause it's obvious that Ryder regretted telling us this unfortunate moment.
"I thought you had grown up a little bit over the years but I see you're the same Artie I first met" I say as Artie tries to reach me after the glee gathering.
"I don't understand… What did I do wrong?"
"Are you kidding me? What you and Sam said was rude and completely inappropriate and stupid. He was molested at such young age. It made him feel bad. And all you can say is how it's the fantasy of every boy? Did you even stop to think what it costed him? That maybe he gained more problems than supposed pleasure? Geez Artie" I quickly get away from him and he doesn't try to reach me again. When I tell Mike the event I hear him sighing and I so hope he would be here…
As the next day comes and we perform we will rock you in the auditorium hitting stuff (Artie's and Sam's idea) we sing loudly and dance around. It turns out to be a great performance I really didn't expect it to be that good. When the song ends we high five each other and I am about to get in my car when Artie stops me.
"You're not gonna talk to me again?" he asks and I turn around to look at him without talking "Please? Don't be mad. I already apologized to Ryder"
"You did?"
"Yeah. I thought about it and you were right. Maybe how I saw it wasn't how he did. And he did feel bad and I shouldn't have said what I said" he looks at me and I sigh.
"Okayyyy I forgive you" I respond smiling and he smiles too.
And as we move a day forward the lights go on again. But Mr. Schue asks us to sing acapella in the auditorium.
"At the end of the day our voices are the only instruments that truly matter" he says and I smile. So we arrange next time to do an acapella song. And so we do… We all sing and dance and while I get away from Blaine's hug I reach Ryder who for a moment dips me down and we smile at each other. Then I dance with Jake and we all clap in the end smiling at each other.
"And please tell me you are not skipping sleep to talk to me… You need energy babe… You have to be awesome tomorrow"
"It's a goodnight call" he promises and I smile.
"Well then good night. We will talk again tomorrow. I'll call you to wish you luck" I smile and he murmurs another goodnight. Big showcase here we come… Because even though I'm not gonna be in Chicago… It's like I'm there. Sending Mike strength and courage with a single look or a reassuring voice. We will do it. He will do it. And I would be lying if I said he won't…
No time to put italics and stuff I hope you still like it and please review!