The next week I had felt very overwhelmed. Since moving into Finn's things hadn't quite settled down as much as I thought they would. Sure, Finn and his mom have been great, supportive even but dealing with Terri and her even more terrifying, loud sister, Kendra had made me feel completely under siege. Unlike most of the New Directions I didn't have the luxury of being able to be distracted. Between wanting to get good grades and ensure my baby would be okay it sometimes became too much.
That afternoon I stayed behind at school, much like I had done the last few days to be picked up by Kendra so her, Terri, and I could discuss how the baby was doing. "You don't drink diet soda, do you? Because the phosphoric acid causes male pattern baldness," Terri asked me nervously, clearly concerned about the baby. "The baby's a girl," I corrected her. "Women go bald, too," Terri said obviously stressed. "You worry too much, Terri. Mom smoked and drank a bottle of riuniti on ice every night when she was pregnant with us and we're totally normal," Kendra said rolling her eyes. I couldn't help but chuckle to myself, normal wouldn't exactly be the way I would describe Terri or Kendra. Terri at least just seemed more nervous and concerned about the baby. "Just take your vitamins, stay out of the hot tub, and avoid rum-based drinks, and you'll be fine," Kendra shrugged as I nodded. "Noted," I said.
"So how did your last appointment go?" Terri asked nervously. "Fine. The doctor says she's in great shape. I've been eating right, getting lots of sleep, and I've been making sure to take my vitamins every day," I smiled a bit as Terri seemed relieved. "Good, good," Terri sighed "So you're due in April right?" Terri asked nervously as I nodded. Sectionals was supposed to happen by the end of March so it would give me a few weeks to rest and recover before finals. "April huh? Terri told Will she was due around spring break," Kendra said. "Maybe you can have the doctor say you're having the baby late," I offered. Terri seemed to consider that option. "No, no, no that won't do. He'll suspect something Terri," Kendra said shaking her head. "There's nothing I can do about it," I said honestly. "Kendra, she's right," Terri agreed. "Fine. But don't come crying to me when he wonders why you come back with no baby," Kendra scoffed as they then drove me back to the Hudson household.
I was never so relieved in my life to get back to Finn's. Kendra gave me her number before I left. "Call me in case of an emergency," she said as I nodded, planning pretty much to never call her as I got out of the car.
The next Glee Club rehearsal we arrived to the auditorium where Mr. Schue had invited the Jane Addams Academy to perform in our auditorium. "Okay, guys, so first of all I want to welcome Ms. Hitchens and the Jane Addams glee club. We're all very happy to have you guys here. So, um, we're going to let you guys start us off. Let's see what you got," Mr. Schue smiled as he took a seat with us in the auditorium. "Hit it," Ms. Hitchens said as the Jane Addams Academy girls performed 'Bootylicious' by Destiny's Child. The lewd choreography those girls displayed reminded me so much of when the New Directions did 'Push It' at the assembly. Sure, the girls had talent but them just flaunting themselves around, to me was unnecessary.
Finn began clapping for them after they were done but I quickly grabbed his hands annoyed. Him and probably all the other guys were probably more interested in the girls than the actual performance and that was frustrating to me. Mr. Schue also seemed pretty concerned after their performance.
The next day at school he handed out the sheet music for our new song that we would be performing. "All right, guys. I did some thinking last night. I think I found our new number for Sectionals. We're going to do the title song from "Hair". Now, this show started a revolution," Mr. Schue smiled. "Wait, did they have mohawks back then? Like in the 20's or whatever?" Puck asked. "Yeah, Mr. Schue, if we're going to do a song about hair, shouldn't we have more hair?" Finn asked as I couldn't help but giggle a bit. "One step ahead of you. Here are your wigs," Mr. Schue grinned as he threw a bag with wigs in it to Finn. I couldn't help but shake my head. Those wigs were ridiculous. If the wigs were any indication of how the performance would go down, I was pretty sure it would end in disaster.
Mr. Schue laughed as he turned around to see the guys with the wigs on "Looking good guys," he smiled as the guys all seemed into their new looks with the wigs. We began rehearsing a mashup of 'Hair' and 'Crazy in Love'. We sounded alright but the hair was a little bit ridiculous. Mr. Schue apparently wanted us to use 'hairography' which honestly didn't seem to be helping out. Sure it enhanced the performance a bit with us dancing around but we were better than this lesson, or so I thought.
"So that hairography lesson is pretty cool," Finn beamed a bit as we walked to his car. "Finn," I said shaking my head. "What?" he asked. "I think it's a bit ridiculous, don't you?" I replied. "Not really," he said "I mean those Jane Addams girls had it in their performance and I think it helped them." "Is that what this is about?" I said stopping in my place "You wanting us girls to be more like them." "No...not at all," Finn frowned a bit. "I should've known that was why all you guys were pumped about the lesson," I muttered annoyed as I stormed into Finn's car. "Quinn..." he called as he got in after me. "Look, I'm sorry that you're upset about this but I think it'll help us do better." "Well I do," I snapped facing away from him. It was silent in the car as Finn and I just sat there for awhile. "Just drive," I huffed as Finn then took me home where we went through a few days of barely speaking.
Finn and I barely interacted much at school which made me able to spend more time with Puck. "Hey I got you something," Puck grinned as he handed me a book called 'How to Raise a Baby on Five Dollars a Day'. I smiled at him "Thank you," "Saw it in a bookstore. Figured I'd steal it for you. You know, in case you change your mind and decide you want to keep it," Puck smiled. "That is so sweet," I smiled back at him "To be honest, I really don't know what I'm going to do about it anymore. My mind's pretty messed up about everything." I admitted for the first time. "Well, whatever you decide," he said looking me in the eyes "No pressure." I couldn't help but smile as Puck entered his classroom that we had been walking to.
Puck had made me realize that what I needed more than anything else right now even more than looser pants was acceptance. Maybe it wasn't that I didn't want to keep the baby. Maybe I just didn't want to keep the baby with Finn. Maybe I didn't give Puck enough of a chance. He is the real father after all. I knew I couldn't just start spending a ton of time with Puck, sure we talked in between classes and sometimes at lunch since Finn and I had been fighting but after Finn caught us baking cupcakes together he didn't seem to want us to spend a lot of time together.
I knew I had to come up with a plan, a distraction for Finn so I could take Puck for a test drive. I glanced over at Rachel. He had been interested in her at one point right? I never got the appeal, she dressed like a five year old. Then it hit me, she might need a little bit of make-up. Just something to spruce her up and make Finn interested in hanging out with her for a night. It was then it hit me, Kurt, he was so fashion forward. He would know exactly what to do to make Rachel look more desireable. I decided that I would talk to him after Glee Club practice.
As the bell rang I ran after Kurt. "Hey, Kurt, can I pick your pink brain for a second?" I asked catching up to him. "Why hello, Quinn. To what do I owe the honor? I do believe this is the first time you've ever spoken to me," Kurt said intrigued by the fact that I spoke to him for the first time. "I'm sorry about that," I apologized halfheartedly "Anyways, I have a proposition to make: A makeover." "I'm in!" Kurt jumped in excitedly "Makeovers are like crack to me." "Uh-huh," I smiled. "My suggestion...Spanx. Or a double-knit camisole with a control top for the baby bump. Also, babydoll dresses–dead giveaway," Kurt said. "Not for me, for Rachel," I said shaking my head as we approached Rachel's locker. Kurt laughed "Why would I want to do that?" he shook his head "I admit I like a challenge as much as the next guy, but Rachel somehow manages to dress like a grandmother and a toddler at the same time." "My point exactly. You're as concerned about the glee club succeeding as I am, and she's a distraction," I said as I then pointed out what she was wearing to Kurt "Look at her. She's wearing a pantsuit."
"Don't you think the judges are going to take one look at her and maybe want to knock her down a peg or two?" I asked as Kurt seemed to really be thinking about it. "And to think... I thought you were a dumb blonde," Kurt smirked "Deal."
I couldn't help but celebrate, phase one of my plan was complete, Kurt was onboard to give Rachel a makeover. I could just hope her makeover would turn heads, specifically Finn's that way I'd have an open night to hang out with Puck.
Now that I had an open opportunity I knew I had to call the one number I never thought I would use, Kendra's number. "KYLE, MAX, JOSH GET DOWN FROM THERE," I heard her voice ring out. "Hello?" she asked. "Hi, Kendra it's Quinn, Quinn Fabray," I said. "Oh yeah the girl who's helping us out. Is something wrong?" Kendra asked almost concerned. "Well no..." I began. "Spit it out Blondie, I don't have all day," Kendra demanded. "I think I might be keeping my baby," I sighed into the phone as the line seemed to go dead. "Hello?" I called out. "I heard you. Oh this will not do. Where are you?" Kendra snapped. "At school...why?" I said shaking my head. "You're coming with me and you're going to tell my sister exactly what you told me," Kendra snapped as she hung up the phone.
I knew this was definitely going to complicate things. As much as I thought Mr. Schue would be a great dad to the baby, I thought about keeping her myself. With Puck's help I was pretty sure I could raise her on my own. We weren't even together and he was trying his best to help me out with all the baby stuff, that was the deciding factor for me of why I was pretty sure I was keeping my baby.
Kendra's minivan quickly arrived at McKinley as she aggressively honked the horn at me. "Get in Blondie," she called as I got into the car. I buckled myself up as Kendra drove radically to the Schuester's apartment complex. I couldn't have been more relieved for that ride to be over. I wasn't only worried about my safety but my daughter's safety too. I prayed that we would get to our destination okay, luckily we did.
Kendra began walking through the parking lot with me as we saw Terri and Mr. Schue. Kendra quickly pulled me inside hoping that Mr. Schue wouldn't see me. She unlocked their door as we sat inside waiting for Terri to come back in.
Terri finally entered as she sat on my other side of the couch frazzled by the fact that Kendra had brought me here. "How could you bring her here? What if he saw her?" Terri muttered across to her sister. "You're gonna want to hear this," Kendra said "I gave little miss peroxide my phone number In case of an emergency, and she called to drop the bomb on me." "What? What bomb? What is it?" Terri begged me for an answer. "I'm keeping my baby," I said simply as Terri looked stunned.
"K-Keeping your baby," Terri managed to get out. I nodded "Mrs. Schuester I appreciate your offer but I've thought more about it and I think I can do this, raise the baby on my own," I said honestly. "But what changed?" Terri asked still upset "The last time we talked you were so sure about giving up the baby for Finn." I sighed she had a point. I had made it clear that I was giving up the baby for Finn. I didn't want to tell her the truth, that I was giving the baby's real dad a chance since he had been there for me and was willing to help me raise her. "I just feel more ready now. I'm sorry Mrs. Schuester, I really am but I think you need to find someone else to give you a baby," I sighed as I got up and left the Schuester's apartment.
I decided to walk home to the Hudson's since it was only a few blocks from the apartment complex the Schuesters lived in. Finn and I weren't exactly on the best terms right now but he was still concerned about me. "I was wondering where you went," Finn said as I took off my coat. "Oh. I was being interviewed for a babysitting job," I lied quickly. "Oh cool," Finn said not questioning me. That was one thing I loved about Finn, he'd believe me even when I was blantaly lying to him.
Just then my phone rang as I quickly answered it. "Hello?" I said. "Quinn, it's Kendra," Kendra said. "Oh," I said confused. Why would she be calling me? Was she trying to get me to change my mind. "My sitter quit at the last minute for Friday night. Do you think you could come over and babysit my kids?" Kendra asked. "I'm sure I can," I smiled a bit. "Great," Kendra said as she hung up. That was it. Babysitting. That's how I was going to test Puck. I knew Rachel was most likely going to ask Finn out Friday so I could only hope my plan to keep him distracted would work.
The next day at school I was talking with a friend when Finn called over to me "Hey Quinn," I turned around as he approached me. "I, uh, wanted to ask your permission to maybe do something on Friday night, if..." Finn began "Oh, that's fine," I cut him off "I'm babysitting anyways." "Oh, cool. I'll see ya," Finn smiled as he tapped me on the shoulder lightly. "Okay," I smiled as he left.
It worked. I couldn't believe it actually worked. After the coast was clear of Finn I walked up to Puck. Now was my chance to ask him. "Hey," I called to Puck as I approached him "What are you doing on Friday?" I asked. "Just the usual," Puck shrugged "Was going to stand outside the 7-eleven looking depressed until someone offered to buy me beer, but what's going on?" "You wanna maybe babysit with me?" I smiled as I looked into his eyes. He smiled back at me, almost thrilled that I had asked him to help me out. "I'll be there," he winked as the bell rang "See you later babe." He then walked off to his class as I couldn't help but look forward to Friday. I was finally able to take Puck for a test drive without Finn being suspicious. It was the perfect plan.
That afternoon at Glee Rehearsal Brittany was in charge of teaching us about hairography. She showed us how to whip our hair around for the performance. I couldn't help but roll my eyes as the other New Directions followed Brittany's lead. Sure, it looked fun to whip your hair around but I honestly couldn't see how it added anything to our performance. I just stood their with my arms folded as everyone else seemed to enjoy themselves during the rehearsal.
As Mr. Schue exited the classroom to fight with Coach Sylvester I couldn't help but turn around and listen, to me this was more interesting than the hairography lesson. Coach Sylvester had been after the Glee Club from the start. Mr. Schue going after her was nice for a change.
"When is the lying going to stop, Sue?" Mr. Schue asked. "I don't know what you're talking about," Coach Sylvester lied. "You've been spying on me and we both know it. You'll do anything to torpedo glee club. And it has got to stop!" Mr. Schue snapped as some of the other Glee Club members started to notice the ongoing fight between Mr. Schue and Coach Sylvester as they gathered around the door. "I resent that accusation, William. And one I understand you've been making to our friends at Haverbrook and Jane Addams. And it's an outrageous affront to my sterling reputation!" Coach Sylvester snapped back.
"That being said, fine, I have been checking up on you. Because I don't like what's going on in there. Do you know why I make each of my cheerios wear her hair pulled back in a ponytail?" she asked pointedly "Because I don't want to distract from her impeccable talent. You seem to be taking the opposite approach, Will. And that leads me to believe you know your kids don't have what it takes." Coach Sylvester shot at Mr. Schue. Coach Sylvester had a point. This whole hairography thing was nothing more than a distraction. It was the only thing Berry and I had agreed on since we'd been in Glee Club together.
"I believe in my kids," Mr. Schue said shaking his head. "Well, maybe in the beginning, but not now. Now that you've seen the competition that threatens your very position at this school!" Sue snapped before composing herself "You're going to get me an updated set list by 5:00 tomorrow. And if there's anything on that list that involves demeaning, fruity hair tossing, I'm cutting it!" "I will not let you dictate my number choices. And you are not getting that list," Mr. Schue snapped back at Coach Sylvester. "Well, then I'm back as co-director," Coach Sylvester smirked as she left. I think we all knew that was the last thing Mr. Schue wanted. He sighed. "Okay, guys, from the top," Mr. Schue clapped as we continued to work on our hairography much to my chagrin.
The next day was Friday. I got myself ready after school as Puck came to pick me up for our adventures in babysitting Kendra's kids. "Hey," Puck smiled as I answered the door. "Ready to go?" I asked. "Definitely," Puck said as I got into his car and we headed over to Kendra's.
I knocked on her door where I could hear the racket of her triplets inside. "KYLE, MAX, JOSH SETTLE DOWN," I heard Kendra's loud mouth call to them as she answered the door. "Great you made it," Kendra said as I smiled. "I promised I would didn't I?" I asked. I then bit my lip "I hope it's okay, I brought a friend to help me out." "It's fine," Kendra shrugged as Puck walked in with me to her home. "PHIL LET'S GO THE SITTERS ARE HERE" Kendra yelled up to her husband who meekly said hello to us before they left.
"Damn I'd hate to be that guy," Puck said shaking his head as the boys whipped around us. Puck didn't seem to notice. He seemed more distracted by his phone than anything else. "Hey boys," I called as they turned around. "Mom says you're our sitter," one of the triplets said. I nodded "I'm Quinn, this is my friend Puck. What are your names?" I smiled at them. "I'm Kyle!" Kyle grinned. "Max!" Another triplet grinned. "Josh!" the 3rd kid grinned at me. "Well it's nice to meet you," I smiled politely at them. "These introductions are boring I want to play," Kyle frowned. "Well what did you boys have in mind?" I asked as the triples looked at each other mischievously. "Let's play cowboys and indians," Max grinned. "Sounds fun," I shrugged. "Do you guys want to be the cowboys or the indians?" Josh asked.
"Cowboys," "Indians," Puck and I said at the same time. "You need to pick one," Kyle giggled at us. "Yeah you're on one team and we're another," Josh smirked. "Come on, Q, let's be adventurous and be Indians," Puck pleaded. I couldn't resist caving into whatever Puck wanted. "Fine we'll be Indians," I shrugged as the boys smirked at us. "GET THEM," one called as the others tied Puck and I to the connecting chairs with jump ropes.
I was so frustrated. I should've known that the boys were going to try to pull something like this. The kids were running wild, thrilled that there was nothing Puck or I could do to stop them from doing whatever they wanted. At least for the time being. I started trying to untie the knots as I muttered to Puck "I told you we should have been the cowboys." "My bad," Puck said distractedly, still avidly texting whoever it was he was talking to. "What are we gonna do about this?" I asked him as I still tried to get the knot undone "Who are you texting?!" I asked annoyed as I bumped into him with my back frustrated. "Uh, Mike Chang. He's got wig problems," he said quickly. I didn't exactly believe him but I knew I had to if we were ever going to get out of this. "Well, put the phone down and help me with this knot. I've almost got it," I pleaded as my hand flailed around for a bit until Puck's hand held mine. We both paused. This was the first time we had really had a moment together since the night I got pregnant. It was nice just even holding his hand felt like something magical.
We then successfully untied the knot together as we rushed to stop the boys from destroying the house. "Stop that! Not the table!" I called as I rushed over trying to stop them after finally getting freed. "Think of something!" I called as I was attacked with pillows by two of the triplets. "I brought my guitar. Why don't we sing them a lullaby?" Puck suggested. "Give me this," I grabbed the pillow off one of the kids "Hey, kids, look at me," I demanded as Puck hit one of them gently on the back of the head to pay attention. "Want to see a real live music video?" I asked as the boys seemed excited. "Yeah. Okay," they grinned. "Okay come, sit down on the couch," I smiled as Puck got out his guitar and I began to sing 'Papa Don't Preach' by Madonna, I felt it truly expressed how I felt.
"Papa I know you're going to be upset 'cause I was always your little girl but you should know by now I'm not a baby," I sang feeling every word as I got closer to Puck. I then walked to sing for the boys "You always taught me right from wrong. I need your help, daddy please be strong. I may be young at heart but I know what I'm saying. The one you warned me all about. The one you said I could do without. We're in an awful mess and I don't mean maybe, please papa don't preach I'm in trouble deep. Papa don't preach, I've been losing sleep but I made up my mind, I'm keeping my baby. Oooh, I'm gonna keep my baby, hmm," I sang as I looked at the boys who seemed placated. "Sing it again," Kyle grinned. "Yeah," the other two agreed as Puck and I smiled at each other, happy to oblige since it kept the boys calm and out of trouble for once.
From that point on the night of babysitting went fairly smoothly. Puck even seemed less distracted by his phone and was more present and in the moment with me. I was able to successfully give the boys a bath and get them into their pajamas. Puck played around with the kids and put them to bed. We closed the door relieved by our success.
"Thanks for coming with me," I whispered to Puck. "Hey, anytime, you know I got your back babe," Puck grinned back at me. I couldn't help but feel more in love with Puck than I ever had before. Maybe it was the fact that he and I seemed to just click taking care of these kids together. Whatever it was, I couldn't help myself but wrap my arms around him. He kissed my forehead and I looked up at him, lovingly. We gazed into each other's eyes, much like when we were making the cupcakes together almost leading to a kiss. Just then Kendra came back with Terri to check to see how the kids were doing.
Puck and I quickly pulled away from each other. "It is so quiet in here," Kendra said astounded. "Where are the boys?" Terri asked nervously as I quietly opened the bedroom door to show them all 3 boys fast asleep in the bed. "I think this is the first time they have all been asleep at the same time," Kendra said seeming stunned. She then sniffed around "What's that smell?" "Soap," I shrugged. Had she never smelled soap before on her boys? "You got them to take a bath?" Terri said also stunned. "What are you, an exorcist?" Kendra asked as I chuckled slightly. "Not at all. It took awhile but we got the boys to behave," I smiled kindly at the 3 sleeping boys. "Well believe me if I ever need a sitter again I'm calling you," Kendra said as she handed me the money. "Thank you," I smiled as Puck joined me to leave the home.
"You were awesome tonight," Puck smiled at me as we left their home. "I was surprised at how I kinda enjoyed it," I said as Puck smiled at me "I was worried about you at first. You seemed distracted, all that texting to Mike." "Distracted? I was the opposite, babe. I was totally into it," Puck said shaking his head "All I know is we proved something tonight: This parenting thing? We can do this." I couldn't help but smile at Puck. He had a point. Tonight did prove to me that he could be really great with kids. It even proved to myself that I could handle a baby. I did an okay job with Kendra's triplets so what would be the difference on raising my own kid. I stood there for a minute as Puck called after me. "You coming babe?" he asked as I nodded getting my coat on as we went into his car, happy that I took a chance on Puck.
The next day I was at my locker when Santana slammed my locker shut on me. "Keep your paws off my man. Clear?" Santana snapped as she looked me in the eyes. I scoffed. "Who's your man?" I said confused. "Don't play stupid, tubbers. Oh, and for the record, asking someone to babysit with you is super '90s," Santana quipped back at me. "I happen to know that Puck cares about me," I said in a sure voice. "Oh, wake up! While you two were babysitting, Puck and I were sexting," Santana said. "Sexting?" I asked in a hurt tone. I couldn't believe it. I knew he was pulling something last night but sexting Santana? That was a new low, even for Puck. "Sexy texting. Seriously, what era are you from?" Santana quipped as I frowned a bit "While you two were "playing house," Puck and I were trading super-hot texts. Why don't you check his cell phone? 'cause my sexts are too hot to erase," Santana smirked as she walked off. I just stood there trying to keep myself together. If Puck had done what Santana said he did, I definitely had to reconsider my options. The bell rang as I headed to my next class hoping what Santana told me wasn't true.
Glee Club that afternoon was our scrimmage with the Haverbrook School for the Deaf. "Thank you all for coming. We are so honored to have you guys here. So, without further ado, I present the New Directions," Mr. Schue smiled as we began to perform our hairography driven mashup of "Crazy in Love" and "Hair". I was on the end of the line so the choreography started with me. Berry and I both had a feeling the performance wasn't going to go well, it had been the weakest we had sounded, besides that the choreography was very demanding, unlike what we usually did. On top of that this was the first number where my baby bump had been visible. I couldn't help but feel somewhat self-conscious performing. Luckily, I was paired with Kurt throughout the number which relaxed me a bit. Kurt was more concerned with getting the choreography down than what I looked like which made it easier for me to perform. We posed at the end as Mr. Schue as well as the Haverbrook Choir applauded politely. It was then I knew my suspicions were right, this number hadn't worked at all.
We all took our seats as the Haverbrook Choir began to perform their number which was 'Imagine' by John Lennon. It was actually a beautiful performance. The way they spoke out the lyrics and were using sign language to signify the words of the song. I think Mr. Schue, as well as the rest of us realized that we didn't need all the smoke and mirrors of hairography, we were great just the way we were. Mercedes first joined in with the choir singing 'Imagine' with them. Artie joined as well as he rolled over to the choir. One by one each of us in the New Directions got up and sang and signed with the Haverbrook Choir.
I walked with Finn grabbing his hand and looking back at him knowing we were going to be a part of something special. I followed the girl from Haverbrook I was next to enjoying myself as I did so. When the song ended Mr. Schue as well as the Haverbrook director gave us the sign for applause stating that we did a great job. I couldn't help but smile and congratulate everyone involved. This was what we were meant to do. Not that hairography lesson we had been taught all week. Class ended that day as we headed home.
First thing in the morning of the next day I stormed over to Puck at his locker as I grabbed his phone off of him and began scrolling through his messages to Santana. "Hey, babe," Puck said at first as I continued to ignore him angrily clicking away on his phone.
"Um...You really don't wanna do that," Puck said as I began to read the messages he sent her. He texted her 'Tell me about your panties' and 'do you think I'm hot too'. I looked back up at him enraged.
"You lied to me," I snapped showing him his phone. He put it back in his locker.
"I'm sorry," Puck said apologizing almost half-heartedly "I tried to resist Santana. I did. But I'm young and girls have this power over me. But, hey, it's all good."
"It's definitely not all good. I thought you wanted to be with me," I said completely upset and blindsided by this. "I do. Like, a lot," Puck said seeming sincere "But you haven't given it up to me since the night I knocked you up, and baby, I'm a dude. I have needs."
And there was the jerk I didn't love so much. This was why I didn't want to get myself involved with him. Part of me couldn't help but feel the regret and guilt of what I had done with Puck that night. How I convinced myself it was okay to cheat on Finn I couldn't understand.
"So, you expect to raise a baby with me and text dirty messages to every other girl at this school if I don't give it up to you every day?" I said in disbelief.
"No," Puck said as I almost seemed relieved to hear that.
"Just the hot girls." And there he went again making me regret believing in him for a second.
"Look, I'm going to be a good dad, but I'm not going to stop being me to do it," Puck said as I turned away completely upset. I thought I had this all figured out. It turns out, I was wrong, very wrong.
"We're done here. So you can do whoever and whatever you want to. I'm not going to stick around to be a part of this," I said emotionally as I walked away. I knew exactly where I had to go. I had to tell Terri I made a mistake.
I knocked on her door as Terri answered it, surprised to see me at her house. "Quinn? What are you doing here?" Terri asked. "I need to talk to you," I sighed. "Come in," Terri said as I sat down on her couch. Terri joined me. "What's this about?" Terri asked me. "You can have her," I smiled. "Are you serious?" Terri said almost relieved. I nodded. "A girl really needs a good father," I said thinking not only of my baby girl but myself, how my dad just kicked me out for making a mistake. Mr. Schue would never do that to his kid. "And the only way she's going to get that is if I give her to you," I said emotionally as Terri smiled a me.
"You think Mr. Schue's going to be a good father, don't you?" I asked. "Yeah," Terri said also emotional "I think he's going to be an amazing dad." I nodded relieved. I felt like for the first time I made the right decision.
"Will!" Terri exclaimed surprised that her husband was there. "Hey, guys," Mr. Schue smiled as I turned around to see him also surprised. "I thought you were going to be at the scrap yard all afternoon," Terri said shocked. "Oh, yeah, uh, change of plans. Got distracted with something else," Mr. Schue chuckled a bit before he addressed me "Uh, Quinn, what are you doing here?"
Crap. I didn't think about what I was going to say to him. Why was I here? What wouldn't make him suspicious? "Oh, girl talk," Terri quickly said, much to my relief "We're exchanging pregnancy war stories." I smiled gratefully to Terri. "Oh, that's... Nice," Mr. Schue smiled "Well, when you get a sec, can you meet me out in the garage, Ter?" he asked as he gestured towards the garage.
"Oh, I was just leaving, so..." I began as I stood up and walked over to Mr. Schue. There was so much I wanted to say. So much I couldn't say. From 'Thank you for taking in my daughter, I know you'll be a good father' to 'I know my daughter will be happiest here'. I knew I couldn't say anything.
Mr. Schue felt my hesitation. "Yes?" he asked. I looked at Terri, trying to see what I should do. The only thing I thought to do was just hug him. Mr. Schue hesitantly hugged me back seeming taken aback by the fact that I hugged him. I broke out of the hug hoping not to make it go on for too long. "Later, Mr. Schue," I whispered as I exited the Schuester house.
I didn't want to have to be Terri to have to explain why I gave him the hug. I just couldn't resist. Mr. Schue had no idea but he was doing so much for me. Sure, he had always been accommodating after all he was the one who helped me get passes for every class with my morning sickness. He never tried to push me too hard in Glee rehearsals if he saw I was tired and even had driven Finn and I to that first appointment. There was so much I owed Mr. Schue. I was grateful that my daughter would be raised by him. He was such a kind person and I knew he would give her the world which was exactly what she deserved.
It was the last day before Thanksgiving Break. I stood against the lockers, saddened. It felt like I had lost so much that week. Finn and I weren't exactly on the best terms and besides that trying out Puck as a dad had been a bust. I also had no idea what I would be doing for Thanksgiving break, I didn't expect Finn and his mom to invite me to whatever family gathering they were having and it wasn't like my family would be welcoming me with open arms. Just then Finn approached me as he walked out of the restroom.
"Hi," he said as he approached me.
I walked up to him. "Hi," I said as Finn looked awkward.
"Can we be in love again?" I asked emotionally.
Finn paused for a bit. "I have to tell you something first," he admitted which for me was a shock. It was big of him to admit that he spent Friday with Rachel. Even though I already knew he did, it felt good to know I could truly trust him. "I, uh...I want us to be honest with each other, no matter what."
"You can tell me anything," I smiled. It was true. He could tell me anything at this point and I wouldn't get upset. I had probably done far worse to him. "Cool," Finn smiled "Uh...It... It's not really even that big a deal. I mean, I didn't actually do anything, But, the other night, when you were babysitting...I kind of went over to Rachel's house," Finn admitted as I pretended to be shocked and upset. "But nothing happened. I... Just was worked up about us fighting and then she put on this really weird catwoman suit, and so I think something could have happened, but it didn't. Because I only want to be with you," Finn admitted.
I couldn't help but almost feel emotional. Finn saying he only wanted to be with me touched me so much. "It's alright," I said as Finn took a deep breath. "Thank you for being honest with me." I said, almost wishing I could be as brave as Finn was to tell the truth.
"I love you, Quinn," Finn said as he pulled me in for a hug. A hug I truly felt that I didn't deserve. 'This is your chance,' I told myself 'Tell him the truth'. I tried to get the words out but just couldn't. "I love you, too," was all I could manage to whisper as I held him tight not wanting to let go. Finn and I each wrapped an arm around each other as we walked down the hall and headed to Glee rehearsal.
"Alright guys, our little detour with Hairography taught us that we don't need all the smoke and mirrors that other Glee Clubs use," Mr. Schue smiled in the auditorium as he pulled up 12 stools for us. "All we need is our voices. That is what today's song is about," Mr. Schue smiled as we all took our seats on the stools. "Tina, why don't you lead us on the song," Mr Schue said as Tina nodded. She began to sing 'True Colors' as the rest of us backed her up. Finn smiled at me as I smiled back at him. Things between us were getting back to exactly how they were supposed to be. As I sang background Puck looked at me, almost regretfully as I looked back at him, almost saddened by the fact that things between us just didn't work out.
Mr. Schue smiled at us as we completed the song. "Amazing job guys, now this is exactly what we need to do for Sectionals," Mr. Schue said as we all grinned. The bell then rang as we grabbed all our things. "Have a great Thanksgiving Break guys. I'll see you all on Monday," Mr. Schue said as we headed out of rehearsal and back home. Finn wrapped an arm around me as I did the same as we left rehearsal together, more insync than before.