I walked down the hall with Fallon on my hip when Azimio approached me "Who's this? Your gay baby brother? Guess fag just runs in the bloodline." he asked "Dude chill the fu- frick out this is my son you're talking about. You mess with him you mess with me. Don't make me whoop your ahh- butt. Just because I have him in my arms doesn't mean my wedgies hurt any less." I cut myself off.
Azimio huffed before walking down the hall. "Let me hold him." I heard from behind me. I turned to see Quinn "No. You're already carrying one." I smirked. She lightly hit my shoulder "Give him." She begged. I rolled my eyes before letting her hold him.
His eyes lit up when he finally saw Quinn. She's like his best friend now and I'm the third wheel. I think it's some physcic thing because he knows there's another baby in her stomach. I don't know I just found an article on the web.
Quinn bounced him on her hip lightly "Do you think I'll be able to do this with two babies?" she asked "No. Because I won't let you." I said before grabbing Fallon back. She went to go reach for him again before I walked away "My son!" I shouted from down the hall as I positioned Fallon in one arm.
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We sat around in the Choir room waiting on Mr. Schuester to come in and announce the replacement. I watched as Puck and Quinn talked with each other. "Hey, guys? Let's, uh... Let's gather 'round. Well... I have found my replacement. So, give it up for Ms. Pillsbury." Mr. Schuester announced after entering fully.
I frowned as Brittany leaned over closer to me "She's the one they made me talk to when they found out I was keeping that bird in my locker." she whispered. I frowned even harder at the words that came out of her mouth.
I shook my head and decided to ignore the girl "So, do you even know anything about music?" Santana squinted. Before Ms. Pillsbury Dough could reply to Santana's comment Mr. Schuester spoke up first.
"Well... What's important is that she cares about you guys every bit as much as I do. Now... I-I don't know what the future holds for me, and for us, but I know, Saturday, you're going to make me proud. You guys are going to be great. So... Good-bye for now." Mr. Schuester waved before getting ready to walk out.
I propped Fallon up on my lap with a frown "What about our set list?" I asked with frown. Everyone humming in agreement "I... I can't help you with that. You've got to figure that out for yourselves. All right, guys." he stated before leaving.
We all reluctantly nodded "Well, we have to do "Proud Mary" in wheelchairs. That's in." Artie spoke up first. I nodded "Definitely. Who knew being in a wheelchair is fun. Sorry, Artie." I apologized. He waved me off with a shrug of his shoulders.
"And "Don't Stop Believing," for sure." Finn added on "What about the ballad?" Tina asked. Over the course of this week I noticed her stutter just up and left. "I would be thrilled to contribute a ballad from my repertoire." Rachel said enthusiastically.
I rolled my eyes at her words "That's Rachel. She makes dada wanna cut his ears off and jab freshly sharpened pencils in his eye balls." I said in a baby voice to Fallon. He just smiled widely and reached up to grab my nose.
Suddenly Mercedes stood up "Okay, you know what, Miss Bossy Pants? Enough. I've worked just as hard as you, and I'm just as good as you. You know, you always end up stealing the spotlight." she stated as she stood directly in front of Rachel now.
"Mercedes, do you honestly think you're as strong of a balladeer as I am?" Rachel asked before they started whispering. I looked at them with a raised eyebrow "Okay, um, Rachel? Why don't you let Mercedes give it a try?" Ms. Pillsbury stepped in.
Mercedes looked up at the woman "Thanks, Mrs. P." she said with a smile "Okay. Rachel." Ms. Pillsbury sent a tight lip smile to Rachel. Rachel huffed and went to stand off to the side. "Do I even need to tell you what song? Horns, strings, keep up." Mercedes said to Brad.
We all shared shocked looks as Mercedes sang. Fallon's eyes were wide in confusion as he paid attention to Mercedes now. Once Mercedes came to an end we all sat in shock still. "Thoughts?" Mercedes asked with a snarky tone.
Rachel sighed as she stood in front of Mercedes "It's clear the room adores you. And, although it wouldn't be my first choice, well, I can't wait to see you sing that song at sectionals. You're amazing, Mercedes, and you deserve it. I'm going to hug you now." she stated.
"Okay. Come on." Mercedes nodded and they both hugged. I sat there in shock as I shared glances with Quinn.
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I sat in the back of the choir room trying to get Fallon's shoe back on. "God dang it. Forbid God that you wanna join the army." I mumbled to myself. The boy giggled as I tickled his feet. I smiled down at him when suddenly Finn storming into the room startled us both.
Finn stormed over to Puck before punching him. Puck fell to the ground this allowed Finn to get on top of him and attempt to throw more blows at Puck. Mr. Schuester and Ms. Pillsbury walked into the room and quickly separated them as everyone stood startled.
"Hey, come on, come on. Get off him! Knock it off! Get off! Get off! Hey." Mr. Schuester shouted as he pulled them off each other "Tell the truth!" Finn shouted at Puck. I stood up confused and walked to the front of the room. "Punk just walked in and sucker punched me." Puck stated.
I frowned at the fact these two are best friends and suddenly Finn just walks in and punches him. "Don't play dumb-- you're too freaking dumb to play dumb!" Finn shouted and tried to advance at the boy.
I couldn't stop him because I had Fallon in my arms so I allowed Mr. Schuester to hold him back. "Come on!" Mr. Schuester stopped him "Who told you this, Finn?" Quinn asked. Obviously understanding something I didn't "Obviously, it was Rachel." Kurt said.
"What? I didn't do anything." Rachel debunked the accusation "Yeah, it was Rachel, but I want to hear it from you. I want to hear it from both of you." Finn said. I frowned in confusion and tried to understand what the rest of the club did. "Finn, just calm down." Mr. Schuester spoke.
My mind raced with one hundred questions. What is Finn angry about then it snapped. But why did Puck get the punch and not me. Then it clicked "What. The. Fuck. Is going on." I snarled before looking towards Quinn. "I-" she stuttered out, reaching a hand out for me.
I shoved her hand away "Don't tell me that what I think is going on is true. You lied. You lied to me?" I said as tears welled in my eyes. I watched as Quinn shook her head lightly "No." she whispered as if her world just came crashing down.
But she had no idea what was going on in my head. The whirlwind of thoughts that came crashing down "I have son in my hands right now so I'm not gonna be aggressive. I'm not even gonna raise my voice." I stated, my voice wavering slightly.
"I just want you to tell me that they aren't fighting over what I think they are." I whispered. She nodded softly and my heart dropped "This whole time. I'm not the father." I let the words slip. "What?!" Finn yelled "What is going on Quinn!" Finn raised his voice obviously not wanting to get mad at me. "Is it true? Just tell me-- is it true?" Finn asked quietly. I handed Fallon to Rayna so she could take him out of the room.
Quinn approached the both of us but I distanced myself "I don't know who the father really is. I just know it's either Griffin or Puck." she stated with tears streaming down her face. Finn turned towards me and approached me "If I knew. It would've never happened." I whispered to him.
I could tell he wanted to punch me "Say something." I begged "You aren't my brother." he said causing me to gasp "No- Finn. Finn!" I shouted as he shook his head and turned to Quinn "So, all... All that stuff in the hot tub... You just made that up?" Finn asked with spite evident in his tone.
"You were stupid enough to buy it." Puck said obviously not getting the memo "Hey, hey, hey, hey." Mr. Schue shut him down "I am so sorry." Quinn sobbed "Screw this. I'm done with you. I'm done with... I'm done with all of you!" he said before leaving.
Not before kicking a chair next to the door on his way out. I looked over at Quinn. I couldn't stand seeing her like this but I wish she would of just told me the truth from the start. She shook her head lightly knowing I was one step from leaving.
But I couldn't handle it and broke down. Pulling her into a hug and wrapping her in my arms. My daughter or not. I still have built a bond with this girl over the course she's been staying with me. "I'm so sorry." she mumbled into my chest "I know. Can we please get a DNA test." I asked quietly as Puck glared at me.
Quinn shook her head "Not yet it's a risk to her life believe me I searched it." she sniffled I nodded before walking with her out of the classroom. There's no way I chose a girl instead of chasing after my brother.
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I sat next to Quinn as she stared off into the distance. When Rachel approached us. Quinn barely spared her a glance "I'm so sorry. I fully understand if you want to beat me up. If you can, just try to avoid my nose." she said and braced herself for impact but Quinn just sat there
I frowned at Rachel "I'm not mad at you. All you did was what I wasn't brave enough to do, tell the truth." Quinn admitted "I was selfish when I told him. I wanted to break you two up, so he would want to be with me. But I didn't just ruin one relationship I ruined three." Rachel sighed
"And now neither of us have him. I have hurt so many people. Can you go now? I just really want to be alone. Well alone with my thoughts and Griffin. He knows how to sit in silence." Quinn smiled weakly towards me.
Quinn and I just sat there in silence "Look. I don't care how expensive the next test or treatment will be after the DNA test goes wrong but I wanna know if she's mine and I won't stop until I do." I said before standing up and walking away.
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Today was the day. Sectionals. Everyone was here but Mr. Schuester and Finn. Fallon is with my mom for various reasons "Okay. So, smooth sailing so far, we're all signed in and, um, according to the program, you have drawn performance slot number three." Ms. Pillsbury announced.
"We're going last? Isn't that bad?" Tina asked as we shared looks "Hardly. This is good news. My extensive auditioning for community theater has taught me that we either want to go first or last. If we're first, then everyone has to measure up to us, and if we're last, then we're freshest in the judges' minds."
Rachel explained, standing next to Ms. Pillsbury.
"And did you ever get any of those parts?" Kurt asked "I'm with Rachel on this. The glass is definitely half full of some very good things right now." Ms. Pillsbury ignored his question
"Yeah, Ms. Pillsbury's right. I mean, we're here now, right? No reason not to go in with some positive mojo." Mercedes agreed. We were now in the Show Choirs Committee auditoriums audience and our mouths hong open as or completion performed our songs.
I am so disappointed in Grace right now. We had an agreement.