Reverse Directions Chapter 12: Blame It on the Alcohol, a glee fanfic

If there was one thing that I was sure that I didn't want to do again, it was drinking. I loved my daughter but I knew that I wouldn't have her if I hadn't been drunk. I wasn't even sure why I was drinking in the first place. I believed that you could have a good time without alcohol. Besides, I wanted to set a good example for Beth and I would do that by not drinking.

People might think it was a random bit of preachiness, but it wasn't because for some reason, a number of students were coming to school drunk. I didn't know why anyone would come to school to drunk. Partying was something for the night time, not for school.

"So why is everyone coming to school drunk?" I asked Sadie. She was probably my closest thing to a best friend.

"It probably has to do with all of the club music on the radio." The blonde replied.

Conveniently, this week was going to be alcohol-awareness week. At the end of the week, there was going to be a special appearance with Drew Barrymore to talk about the dangers of teen drinking. I wasn't sure how Figgins managed to get her, but it seemed cool.

On top of that, we were also going to be doing a song. I knew that there were a lot of songs about drinking, but there weren't a lot of songs about not drinking. I knew a few. My favorite was by Carrie Underwood.

Standing at the back door she tried to make it fast
One tear hit the hardwood, it fell like broken glass
She said "Sometimes love slips away and you just can't get it back let's face it"

For one split second, she almost turned around
But that would be like pouring raindrops back into a cloud
So she took another step and said "I see the way out and I'm gonna take it"

Oh I don't wanting spend my life jaded, waiting
To wake up one day and find
That I let all these years go by wasted
Oh I don't wanna keep on wishing, missing
The still of the morning, the color of the night
I aint spending a no more time wasted

She kept driving along till the moon and the sun were floating side by side
He looked in the mirror and his eyes were clear for the first time in a while

I aint spending a no more time wasted

I also still had to figure things out with Jessa. It was probably wrong to continue going after her even though she had said no, but it wasn't because she wasn't interested. She was just afraid. I probably needed to check if there were any laws covering teacher's assistants.

One thing that I happened to hear rumors about was that there was going to be a party at Rachel's. Those two words didn't really seem to go together, but apparently her dads were going to be out of time and everyone in Glee club was invited. It meant that I now had a reason to talk to Jessa. I was pretty sure that she would be there, but I needed to make sure.

"So are you going to Rachel's party?" I asked her.

"I don't know if going to a high school party is right for me." She replied.

"Well your sister is probably g0ing to want to go and she'll probably ask you to take her." I responded.

"Why are you going?" She asked me. "You don't even like Rachel."

"Well I want to do something fun." I pointed out. "Not to mention I don't even get invited to anything anymore."

"I might be there." She replied. "But even if I go there, it doesn't mean that I'm going to kiss you." She replied.

One thing that I didn't want to do was take advantage of her if she happened to get drunk. If I did that, I would be just as bad as Puck, or at least as bad as he used to be. He seemed to be a slightly better person. You know he still never apologized to me for what happened. I had forgiven him, but it was probably something that I would always hold onto. I wasn't going to bring it up constantly, but that day pretty much reinforced all of the reasons that I didn't like men. I hated it. I hated being raped. There really wasn't anything worse than it. Just because I was too drunk to resist didn't mean that it wasn't rape.

My mom said that she would watch Beth, but I needed to be home by 11:00. I wasn't going to drink anything there. I could be a designated driver if anyone needed a ride and wasn't just going to stay over. I walked into the house wearing a black lace bandeau dress and a leather jacket with black boots. Rachel was dressed as…I didn't even know, but it wasn't how you were supposed to dress when hosting a party. Blaine and Kurt were also there and not wearing their uniforms. Jessa also showed up. Puck broke into her dads' liquor cabinet and everyone started to sing while I held my Coke.

Nibbling on sponge cake
Watching the sun bake all of those tourists covered with oil
Strumming my six-string on my front porch swing
Smell those shrimp they're beginning to boil

Wasting away again in Margaritaville, searching for my lost shaker of salt
Some people claim that it's a woman to blame but I know it's nobody's fault
Wasting away again in Margaritaville, searching for my lost shaker of salt
Some people claim that it's a woman to blame now I think hell it could be my fault

I blew out my flip-flop, stepped on a pop-top, cut my heel had to cruise on back home
But there's booze in the blender and it will soon render that frozen drink that keeps me going on

The party really seemed to get into gear. I just stood by as I watched Brittany begin to take her clothes off. I noticed that Kurt didn't seem to be drinking either.

"Why aren't you drinking?" He asked as he danced around me.

"I don't drink." I explained. "Why aren't you drinking?"

"I'm trying to impress Blaine." He declared. Blaine seemed to be drunk. He looked trashed. You know if I was drunk, I might have punched Puck.

"It's so cool that you two are friends." Blaine replied. "You're so short."

I really wasn't that short. I was about average height.

"Are you having fun, Blaine?" Kurt asked before he took him away.

It was at that point that I noticed Jessa. She seemed to be leaning against the wall. I walked over to her.

"Are you okay?" I asked.

"There's my favorite girl." She responded. It seemed that drunk Jessa liked me a lot more. "We should do some shots together."

"I'm good." I declared. "I don't like to drink."

"I'm not going to get you pregnant." Jessa declared. "Last I checked I didn't have a penis. That would be all gross. I mean it's obvious that you don't like penis, even though you loved it when I rammed that strap-on into you."

"Let's not talk about that right now." I suggested.

"So we should go up to one of these rooms and fuck." She stated.

"I don't think that's a very good idea." I remarked. "I think that I should probably take you home in fact. I also need to check on Sadie."

"I don't want to go home, I want to go with you." She responded. "Sadie will be fine staying here. I want to go with you."

"Hold on for a minute." I declared. After a little bit of bargaining, I was able to convince Kurt to take Sadie home. I noticed that everyone else was playing spin the bottle, but I wasn't too interested in that. I never anticipated that I would have to take care of Jessa.

I took her upstairs to my room to try to sober her up, but nothing seemed to be working. I then heard Beth crying and went to check on her and when I came back, she was out like a light. I couldn't get her to wake up.

I was awoken by Beth in the morning. It was at that point that Jessa woke up beside me.

"How did I get here?" She asked. She then looked at her clothes or lack thereof. "Did we have sex?"

"No." I answered. "I wasn't going to take advantage of you like that. "No I need to go check on Beth. You need to get ready. Since you're here, you're coming to church with me."

"You know I don't really have a hangover." She responds. "I'm actually a little bit confused by how good I am feeling at the moment."

I don't wanna be the girl who laughs the loudest
Or the girl who never wants to be alone
I don't wanna be there calling 4 o'clock in the morning
Cause I'm the only one you know in the world that won't be home

Ah, the sun is blinding, I stayed up again
Oh, I am finding that that's not the way I want my story to end

I'm safe up high, nothing can touch me
But why do I feel this party's over
No pain inside, you're my protection
But how do I feel this good sober

Coming down, coming down, coming down
Spinning round, spinning round, spinning round
I'm looking for myself, sober
Coming down, coming down, coming down
Spinning round, spinning round, spinning round
Looking for myself, sober

When it's good, then it's good, it's so good till it goes bad
Till you're trying to find the you that you once had
I have heard myself cry, never again
Broken down in agony just tryin to find a friend

I'm safe up high, nothing can touch me
But why do I feel this party's over
No pain inside, you're my protection
But how do I feel this good sober

"Maybe it's because you woke up next to me." I suggested.

When we got to school on Monday, I couldn't help but notice that everyone other than Sadie seemed to still be hungover. I knew that it really couldn't be that hard to get rid of a hangover. It couldn't be that hard. Did known of them have internet access? Then there was Artie's brilliant solution to drink some more.

"So I want to apologize for how I acted the other night." She replied. "I shouldn't have gotten drunk like that. I developed a bit of a habit. I didn't just come home because I was homesick. I got suspended for an incident that happened while I was drunk. I thought that partying would make it better, but all that did was get me kicked out of my sorority. I'm kind of embarrassed to even go back there."

"Well you can go somewhere else, but maybe you should take some time off school." I suggested. "You have a good thing going here."

"You know I want to kiss you. I don't know how much long I am going to be able to keep doing this." She admitted.

Over the course of the week, I noticed that the majority of the Glee Club seemed to be spiraling out of control. I didn't want to say anything about it because apparently no one noticed that they were drunk. I didn't want anyone to get suspended. Will didn't seem to notice, and Jessa looked like she didn't know what to do. It was pretty bad. It was actually very, very bad.

We were doing a performance after Drew Barrymore spoke. I wasn't sure if anyone else was listening, but it was some powerful stuff. Anyway, Puck was singing the song. I actually backed out of the performance because I couldn't work with drunk people.

It was 1989, my thoughts were short my hair was long
Caught somewhere between a boy and man
She was 17 and she was far from in-between
It was summertime in Northern Michigan

And we were trying different things and we were smoking funny things
Making love out by the lake to our favorite songs
Sipping whiskey out the bottle, not thinking 'bout tomorrow
Singing "Sweet Home Alabama" all summer long
Singing "Sweet Home Alabama" all summer long

Now nothing seems as strange as when the leaves begin to change
Or how we thought those days would never end
Sometimes I hear that song and I start to sing along
And think man I'd love to see that girl

I was glad that I did back out because Brittany and Santana ended up spewing mid-performance. I wouldn't have been surprised if the club got cancelled for that incident.

Fortunately, Figgins seemed to think that it was all part of the show. We got really, really lucky and we knew it. Will was definitely disappointed in us. I just hoped that they had learned their lessons. You couldn't drink your way thought life. Will did that say that he would have a party at his house after we won Nationals, which I was pretty sure was illegal, but he was probably just doing it for motivational purposes. I was just glad that I managed to make it through the week without drinking. Now I just had to go through the rest of my life.

So Faith has sworn off alcohol and she got to see hilariously drunk Jessa. The songs are "Wasted" by Carrie Underwood, "Margaritaville" by Jimmy Buffett, "Sober" by P!nk, and "All Summer Long" by Kid Rock. Please don't forget to review