I don't own Glee….I think I got this chap right….Let me know what you think…..

Puck walks down the halls of McKinley with a purpose. He was finally getting to see Callie and he was going to tell her that he loved her. He couldn't help but smile as he thought about holding her, kissing her, just being able to touch her.

Puck walks into the choir room hearing only bits and pieces of the conversation between Callie and the other girl. His heart shatters as he halfway listens.

Puck heard get him interested, pregnant, and stupid plan.

He sees Callie for the first time since they spent the weekend together. He sees the small bump, knowing he heard correctly.

His mind comprehends the words for a moment before he speaks. Fury, hurt, humiliation fuel his words.

The two girls turn at the sound of his anger filled voice.

"You planned this?" Puck's words are laced with venom.

"Puck please let me explain." Callie holds her hand out to him.

"What's there to explain?" He takes a step away from her.

"I cant believe I fell for your line of crap. That first night was just an act wasn't it?" His eyes stare at her accusingly. He cant stop the words tumbling out of his mouth.

"Tricking me was that part of your plan? Making me believe that you were so sweet and innocent?" He laughs cruelly at his own words.

"You led me on so that I would get you pregnant?" He feels his eyes burn with tears.

Puck is shaking; anger and hurt running through his veins. He wants her to hurt as much as he is right now.

"No, yes. Oh God Puck please let me explain." Callie cant get the words to come out the way she wants them. Her chest is ripping apart, the pain is so intense.

"Is it even my kid?" Puck runs a hand through his Mohawk, scrubbing hard at it.

"Yes. I haven't been with anyone else but you Puck." She tells him the truth.

"Why didn't you tell me when you found out?" He grips his backpack, his knuckles turning white.

"I wanted to tell you in person. I wanted to tell you everything." She pleads with him.

"God dam it Callie I fell for you, I fell in love with you! Am I a fool or what? Some kind of joke for you to laugh at?" He yells at her.

Puck doesn't even wipe at the tears falling down his cheeks to front of his shirt.

Callie is sobbing, Puck's words are ripping her to shreds inside. But her own fury is building up threatening to explode. And it does when Puck says the word Joke.

"You want to know who the joke is on really? Its on me. I fell in love with you, the great Puckzilla. The ONS Puck. You don't even remember the first time you fucked me do you? It wasn't in the gazebo either. It was at the end of the school year party when we were sophomores'." Her voice grows stronger with each word.

Puck gasps at the memories he had pushed back, far away in his mind. They were memories he never wanted to think about. Callie couldn't be that girl.

"You asked me if I wanted to go to the hay loft with you. I was stupid and I was drunk. The hottest guy at McKinley wanted to make out with me. So I said yes. We made out for awhile, but when I said no, you, you didn't listen to me. You kept pushing, holding me down, telling me how much I was going to enjoy it. Then you ripped my panties off and then you took it from me. You were my first Puck."

Puck feels sick, the memories crashing down in his mind.

Callie walks up to Puck, closing the distance between them to just a couple of feet. Her voice echoing off the walls.

"So the joke is really on me. I fell in love with the guy that date raped me and I am going to have his baby. My plan was to have you fall for me and for me to dump you, the great Puckzilla. To hurt the two things that mean so damn much to you, your ego and your reputation. It wasn't to fall in love with you or to get fucking pregnant by you."

She closes distance between them and punches Puck with all the hate, anger, and hurt that is brewing inside of her. She watches him fall to the floor.

She grabs her book bag and for the first time sees the crowd that has gathered at the door. It doesn't matter to her, they don't matter to her.

She holds her head high and walks out the door. The crowd parting for her. She stares straight ahead, not looking at anyone.