So, here we are. This chapter is told from Sean's pov. And yeah, that's kind of it.

As I stood with my phone filming it all I was watching what happened on my phone. Most of me would from where Curtis and that whatever woman he was with be hidden. And I prayed to God that Curtis wouldn't see me. While I on the screen watched what was going on and how he played with a tress of that woman's hair. Just like he would with my mum's. I wanted to just get over there and punch him into next century.

Or just tell my mum, but mum knew that I hadn't liked Curtis from the start. She probably wouldn't believe me. Be heartbroken and say that I had manipulated the video and made it all up. And she'd be heartbroken- by not what Curtis had done. But about what she thought that I was trying to do to him.

"Shit!" I pulled my phone down when I realized I had been so far gone in my thoughts I hadn't noticed Curtis moving away from the woman and then came walking to me. In the matter of a split second I knew he had seen me. And I quickly pressed to send video and someone in my contacts. I didn't even know who right before Curtis suddenly stood by my side and glared at me.

"I saw what you did you creep." I spat. "And I'll make sure you're punished for it because you are not doing this to my mum." Curtis just grimaced at me. "Oh come on! Now we're being mature aren't we?" He gave a short laugh, then. Before I had had the chance to duck he had taken a blow to my face, hard enough for me to lose my balance. And while I was still on the hard floor Curtis kneeled by me, grabbed my phone. And while I still laid on the floor holding my hand to my eye. He had managed to delete the video, delete the text I had sent to whoever. And he then threw the phone back to me and wheezed into my ear while I could see one person after the other sending weird looks in our way.

"If you as much as breathe a word to Eliza, or anyone else about this Sean Michael. You will soon be joining your dad and uncle." He pushed himself up and left, while I sat up and made sure I wasn't bleeding. Before I grabbed the presents, not so sure what I was going to do with Curtis's watch now. Actually, I wasn't so sure what to do at all.

I pushed the presents into my bag and crawled onto my feet. My head was dunking while I limped towards the entrance and to my car. And there I just sat, for actually… well honestly I'm not sure how long.

If I told mum about this she'd be heartbroken. But what goes around comes around and sooner or later she'd have her heart broken by this anyway. And then I would have to tell her that I had known all along and she'd be angry with me. And if I had told her she would be angry with them- women!

"Oh my God Seanie." When I came home the scene from the mall was playing over and over with my head. "What happened?" But still I had completely forgotten that I would probably have a big, swollen black eye. Until mama came up to me and tenderly rubbed it. "You've been in a fight." I glanced towards Curtis who sat by the table and shook my head. "What did you do?"

"I walked into a door." Curtis grimaced, but seemed happy with me for once. "I was kneeled by my locker and when I stood up the one over mine had been opened and… bam!" Mama looked hesitating. But didn't say anything else at first. I should have known she knew though.

"Seanie, you've got the top locker." I swore under my breath. "When I was getting something for you one day I couldn't reach the top shelf." I swore again, louder this time. "Seanie!" I sighed. "What really happened?"

"I was getting something out of a friend's locker. I gotta get to Teddy now."

With that, I turned around and walked out. Grabbed my bag and walked back into the car. But then just sat there again. I knew that mama knew I wasn't going to the stables today. That the owner of the stables had mostly forced me to stay home to do all of my homework once a week for a chance to actually pass my grade this time. And just a minute later I could see mama come wadding up the driveway and she got into the passenger's seat while I took a hold of her hand to support her.

I started the car and drove around, more to have something to do than to have a goal. And through several blocks both I and mama sat silent. I held one hand on the wheel and the other in between the seats, while mama had hers in her lap and looked sadly out the window. And I knew that her expression would be even sadder if I told her. And it was not all about the wedding.

…"Well, Sean." The school psychologist had told me at what she had told me was the last planned session. "I have come to a conclusion. And with your disabilities. And abilities for that matter it seems that you have attention deficit hyperactivity disorder." I went all cold. "ADHD. But don't worry, there are medicines. And even without them you'd be able to live a perfectly normal life and just go on like you always did."…

I had just gotten the diagnosis a few days ago. But I hadn't been able to tell mama yet. As soon as she spoke about the wedding, which she did a lot right now. Her eyes were just glittering. And this would be such a disappointed and how was I going to stop that glittering. How was I going to tell her that she had a retarded son?

I stopped the car in an empty parking lot in front of an office building and leaned back in my seat before I sighed. I could see mum looking at me from her seat and as good as I could with the small distance in between us I laid my arm around her shoulders. While I gathered all of my bravery to tell her what was most relevant now.

"It was Curtis wasn't it?" Mama had spoken before I had the time to gather enough of courage. "Seanie… I don't at all want to be with a guy who hurt you. But… Seanie please… look at me." She took a break. And when taking her demand and looking to her I could she had gone pale and kind of green- ish, damn it! This pregnancy was really taking a toll on her!

"It's okay." From driving her earlier times during the pregnancy I had learnt to keep a few sickness bags in the car door and I lifted one up and held it in front of her. Mama leaned against me and I used my empty hand to stroke her hair. "It's okay mama. Just breathe." I could hear that she was forcing herself to take deep breaths and I just continued to comfort her. "Are you okay?" Without having been sick. Mama raised her head a little and leaned back against the seat and nodded carefully.

"Seanie." She panted when she felt well enough to speak again. "You had to grow up so, very fast. Faster than what I would ever have wished for you. But Curtis- he makes me happy and makes me feel like your dad used to. I love him, but if he hurt you then I'm not ever talking to him again and certainly not marrying him." I took a deep breath and forced myself not to tell her anything about the truth.

"It wasn't Curtis." I lied. "I got into a fight at school but I don't want you to worry about it." Mama nodded and seemed to have bought it. "Don't worry. We solved it. But mama…" I sighed, I knew she had to know. "I'm not coming to the wedding."

Mama went paler than ever and stared up at me with big, brown eyes. I hated doing this to her. But I knew she'd buy it without me having to say anything else since she already knew how I disliked Curtis. Then she suddenly opened the door and stepped out with me having a chance to do anything else.

"Mama." I got out on the driver's side and almost stepped right in front of a moving car, then got onto the safe side and caught up with her. "Mama please. I'll drive you straight home but I really don't want you walking out here." Mama looked to either side, then seemed to realize I was right. And quickly walked back to the car and slammed the door shut after her.

Mama didn't say a single word on the way home. But I could see on the expression on her face and whole body how upset she was and I really hated doing this to her even though I knew I had to after everything I had seen. But when I had pulled over in our driveway and sat still for a bit she finally spoke her mind. More angrily than I had ever heard her use before.

"Damn it Sean." She fizzled. "I have been there for you through every single thing since you were born. Every single thing. And this was the only thing that was really important to me. For you to lead me down the aisle to show that you don't have to be the one to as you say take care of me anymore. And for you to be there. The only thing Sean. And you can't even do that?"

For every word she said I could feel my heart breaking into smaller and smaller pieces. I closed my eyes after about half of it and prayed for her to be done soon. I knew exactly what I was doing to her. But… I just couldn't. And I didn't want her to get hurt!

"Ask grandpa are someone." I said, as callously as I could. "I'm not coming."

I didn't dare to look up at mum's trembling lip and tears. If I had I would probably have told her everything at once. And I had to say I was slightly relieved when she stepped out of the car, and then. Before she closed the door she said the one thing she knew would hurt me more than anything else.

"I am so disappointed in you. Sean Michael Moraiety Jr."

I flinched, every time someone used my full name I would remember who Sr. Had been and when someone used it like mama just did I'd be reminded to know that I would never be as good as him and that… I was just such a disappointment. So when I saw mama disappear out of my sight and into the house I hit my head down at the steering wheel and sighed. Before just sitting up and without any further notice backing out of the driveway and drove towards the stables.

I was pretty sure mama didn't want to see me anymore so I had just brainstormed about where to go. And since Marcie and I still hadn't talked to each other, the stables was the only place I could think about. But for once, my problems didn't seem to go away when I came into the big wooden building that smelled like warmth, hay, and horses.

My Teddy was standing with his head over the stall wall. And threw his muffle up and down when I came in. I went to get a bag of extra clothes that I had in my locker and put it just outside the stall before I went to lie down as the hay in Teddy's box as a bed.

It had been a long day, despite the fact that it wasn't very late yet and I felt exhausted. Heck, this whole week had been a very long one. And in fact I don't think I have ever felt as given up as I did right there and then. But despite the exhaustion, the thoughts were spinning in my head so fast I couldn't even close my eyes. And since I didn't fall asleep until somewhere around five in the morning. It was a good thing it was the night between Friday and Saturday.

Of course, when I realized I would have to tell everyone that I wasn't coming to the wedding I had been most nervous about telling my mum about it. Curtis wouldn't care about what on earth I did anyway. But they had asked the New Directions to sing at the wedding and Mr. Schue got together an extra rehearsal on Monday afternoon and to have it done as fast as possible I went there with the others, but after the others and stopped in front of them. And then I just said it as fast as I could.

"I'm not going to that wedding."

"What?"

"I'm not going to the wedding." I answered Mr. Schue. "I… It's private. But I'm not going to the wedding. You can still go off and sing in the church but I'm not coming with you." For a minute the whole room went silent, and everyone were staring at me with disappointed or angry looks in their eyes. "So I guess there really isn't a point for me to come here until after the wedding."

"It certainly isn't"

"I know Mr. Schue." With that, I turned around and headed towards the door. I didn't waste the breath of saying anything else on my way out. Only stopped slightly when I heard Jonah tell me something.

"You know those things I say about life only happen once, here and now." I suppressed a sigh. In my crappy mood's state I for sure didn't need him to talk about this- again. "Well, a part of it is to let go of anger, don't make enemies. And not always take all of advice, not to please everyone. But do what's really important to yourself and to the ones you love. I bet this is really important to your mum. And I can't believe you're letting what you think about your future stepdad control whether you should do what she wants or not."

"I agree with Jonah."

That other one was Leah's voice. But I didn't take any notice of their words. Even though I knew they were right I just walked on, out of the room and didn't turn around. At last I came out into the stairs, walked to the bottom that would usually be an empty place. And then just sat down under the stairs and put my head in my hands.

I pulled for my breath and sighed deeply- how had I even gotten myself into this mess?

It was a good thing I didn't have any lessons left of the day because if I would have I would have dropped out of them anyway. And by the time I stood up from my kneeled position under the stairs and walked up again. Glee club had just ended, and everyone walked by me glaring at me. One, after one, after one.

I think that the worse part was that, even though I didn't want to face it myself I couldn't believe it neither. I couldn't believe I didn't tell my mama about what I had saw, I couldn't believe I would let her heart be broken yet one more time. I couldn't believe that I had let her get even close to Curtis at all.

But most of all I couldn't believe how I was taking distance from her at the moment that she would have needed me more than ever.

Actually, I spent the whole weekend in the stables. I only walked down that hill once to buy some things to eat and came back with a number of packages of pop tarts and lunchables, like a hundred cans of Dr. Pepper and three bags of sour patch kids. It wasn't exactly healthy, but it was perfect feeling- sorry- for- myself- but- it's- all- my- fault- food.

I kept it from the owner of the stables, he would probably throw me out if he knew. Or do his best anyway. Or just seem callous and quiet to me like everybody else were right now. Well, that was until Monday night when I heard a car pull over in front of the stables.

"It doesn't matter what you've done…" Just as I had laid down into the hay I heard a voice I knew very well sounding through the stables over the sound of the wind. It was mama, and she was singing. On a song I knew very well.

Mama was a good singer, better than me. (On the other hand she wasn't very good at rapping though) and as I could hear her stopping by the almost empty stall where I laid furthest into the corner. I started singing along. But only quietly as I still felt too bad to understand the song's meaning. Even at the last line of the refrain when it would otherwise be very clear what she wanted to tell.

When she had stopped singing she opened the stall door and without closing it she came over to the ball of hay where I laid and I stood up quickly and supported her while she slowly sat down and then I sat down right by her but didn't dare to even look up at her or lay my head onto the hand that was lying with the palm down in between us while the other one rested on her belly.

"I'm still very disappointed in you Seanie." She said in a serious tone. "But that doesn't mean I don't love you. And it certainly doesn't mean that you'll have to go sleeping here not to come home." She lovingly pushed her hand through my dark curls and sighed. "I'm sorry for reacting like that. I just… it was just this stupid thing you say when you want somebody to feel bad. You have certainly been there for me through every mad and crazy idea I had about what I wanted." I couldn't help but smile. "And if you can't be here for this then… I understand… I asked Paul to lead me down the aisle and… he said yes." I tried to smile- I still knew that mama would have wanted me to do that. "But there's still something I want you to do. Sean look at me."

I raised my chin to look at her. There was a single tear rolling down her cheek and I tenderly wiped it away. She smiled at me and leaned her head into my hand.

"What?"

"I want you to come for the dance. And dance your ass off with me." I couldn't help but smile. "Can you do that?" Mama pulled on her best puppy eyes- and how was I going to say no to that so I just bobbed my head up and down before she leaned forward, I had to lean forward more for her to reach and she slightly touched my cheek with her lips.

"I love you." She whispered. "And that is never going to change. Not with any kind of disappointments. Come on. Let's go home." She tried to push her way up onto her feet. But didn't even get halfway and fell back towards the hay. Even though when I saw it went a bit too fast I quickly caught her in my arms. "I'm okay, I'm okay. Geez. I can't wait 'til this is over." I held out my arm and let her support against me to stand. Before we walked outside with my arm around her shoulders.

Mama might not hate me for any kind of disappointments, but that didn't keep me from hating myself. And while I came home for nights, I tried to spend most of my time either out on town or at the stables. I ate dinner at grandpa's a few times. And since he only lived down that hill from Marcie. I could just look up, and feel another gust of hatred towards everything I had done since I had started my freshman year.

Grandpa had been told by mama what I was doing, but I hadn't even told him what I had seen. Or what I knew was wrong with me. And otherwise I would usually tell my grandpa everything. But when also him was acting silently and callously towards me. I gave up and just went through each day, without barely talking to anyone.

On the day for the wedding, right before the glee club went to church I found myself sitting on the stage in the auditorium. Only a few lamps on the stage were lit up. And it was fairly dark in the room. But at least, no one was talking to me anymore after all the mess I had gotten into. And all of them having gone already. Then it was only myself that was disappointed with me, even though the knowledge that everyone were, and that not even mama had spoken to me all day. I just felt so broken…

"Your friend Marcie said I would probably find you here." When I heard grandpa's voice I looked up and turned my head. He came walking, and sat down next to me. "Seanie… There is something going on. I can see it on you. And it's not just that you don't like this Curtis. What is it? Why can't you tell me?" I sighed and put my head into my hands.

"I can't tell you grandpa. Nobody can know." Grandpa sighed. "I'm so sorry. But I just can't. Then you are all gonna hate me and everyone's gonna know and put the blame on me." He sighed again and I felt him ruffling in my hair. "I'm so sorry."

"I am so disappointed in you Sean."

I couldn't help but to let a moan escape my throat. Grandpa's voice sounded deep and serious and I swore I could hear my whole soul falling into pieces. Then I could hear his footsteps moving over the stage and then they stopped.

"You get one more chance."

I moved my head from my hands and turned to him, he was standing right by the curtains. It wouldn't take him a second to move away so far he would be out of my sight and all of this would be over for my part. I shook my head slightly, but it took all my will to do so. And the look in grandpa's eyes was undeniable. But he didn't say anything more, just turned around and walked away with his shoulders slumping.

I turned away from the curtains and put my head into my hands again. Oh god! How had I even gotten myself into this?

"Mrs. Moraiety needs to know." I flinched, I hadn't heard anyone come in. But I knew that voice very well and was proven right when I turned around and saw Marcie stand there. This was the first time in months she had spoken to me and as usual I felt a sting of conscience when I saw here. "That video. Don't tell me you don't know because you sent it to me." I looked up. "He made you delete it didn't he?" I nodded. "Before you had the time to check who you even sent it to?" I nodded again. "Well, she pulled up her phone of her pocket and handed it to me. "It's in my messages. I know you know how to get into it we've got the same phone. I know you don't want to hurt her. But she needs to know. And if you don't let her then you're a bigger jerk than that Curtis." Without another word. "And before you ask, yes, I'm still angry with you. But this is for your mum, not for you." She walked away, while I still held onto the phone as if I had forgotten to use it.

I must have been sitting like that, staring right ahead of me for half an hour, if not several hours. But at last it stood clear to me what I had to do and I jumped onto my feet and ran out of the auditorium, out of the school and to my car. Hit the gas and skid out of the parking lot so the gravel flew around the tires. If the police saw me now I would be so dead, but I didn't care. I needed to get to mama and that fast. And at last I skid into the parking lot outside church. And ran up to it.

"Do you Eliza Nicolette Moraiety take…" I could hear the priest's voice in the speakers and I ran through the first room and pushed the doors to the main church open so loud every single person in the whole room turned to stare at me before I'd even had the time to say anything.

"Stop the wedding!"

Eliza/ Sean- Hurry home- Jason Michael Carroll

So, it looks like Sean will finally tell what he saw. Or maybe he just wants to please his mum and actually be there. Cliffy, cliffy. Can't wait for you to see what happens next

Random fact

Like so much else in this part of the story and later these parts are something that I have planned for ages. I remember sitting in the classroom at my last school and planning the part in the next chapter. I had been looking for a song that would suit. And they played one for the class for whatever reason I can't remember. And even though I didn't hear all of the words I was like 'but this is perfect' and do you know how long it's been since I graduated from there now? More than a year, so then you can figure how long I have been planning it.