Nov. 26, 2012, 7:11 p.m.
Why Can't You See What You're Doing To Me?: Chapter 2
T - Words: 1,138 - Last Updated: Nov 26, 2012 Story: Closed - Chapters: 3/? - Created: Nov 08, 2012 - Updated: Nov 26, 2012 401 0 0 0 0
“What’s wrong? Are you okay?!” Kurt immediately says in a concerned tone. To Blaine, it still makes his heart jump to see his ex so concerned for his friends. He knows that Kurt will do anything for his friends.
“Yeah, are you alright?” Blaine asks. Puck takes a moment and looks at his two friends on his screen.
“Truthfully? No, no I am not okay. I have been a mess since the break-up” Puck says, his eyes starting to water.
“Wait, you had a girlfriend? Why didn’t you tell me Puck? I’m sorry dude.” Blaine says apologetically.
“Oh sweetie, that sucks!” Kurt goes off Blaine’s statement.
“Who’s the girl?”
“How did you meet?”
“Is she pretty?”
“Did you get her pregnant?”
“Did you two fall in love?”
“Yeah, usually you won’t be this emotional over a girl.”
“Yeah that is pretty weird, isn’t it?”
“Yeah it is-”
“WILL YOU TWO JUST SHUT THE HELL UP FOR A MINUTE?” Puck cuts the two off. They both immediately stop talking, lips tightly shut. Puck hugs his knees. “I didn’t break up with a girl.” he says softly.
“OH MY GRILLED CHEESUS, DID YOU DATE A GUY PUCK?!” Kurt says in a pitch so high that it could have broken a glass. “OH MY GOD PUCK! HOLY CRAP!” Kurt flails.
“I didn’t see you as that, but hey, if that is who you are, then we support it, now it’s clear why you asked us to this. We can help you if-”
“NO YOU DUMBASSES! I MEANT YOU GUYS!” Puck yells.
“Wait what?” Kurt says, mid-freak out.
“What?” Blaine says, eyebrows furrowed.
“I meant since YOUR break-up. I have not been okay since you two broke up. I’ve been a mess!” Puck explains.
Blaine shakes his head. “I-I don’t understand Puck.”
“Yeah me too. It was US that broke up! Why would you be this distraught over this?” Kurt asks.
“You guys don’t get it! You two are the couple to get through it all! Don’t you see?” He looks at Blaine’s video window. “From the moment I learned about you Blaine, I could see the look in Kurt’s eyes, he was smitten right away. And when I met you, I know that you will be great for my boy Kurt.” Puck looks at Kurt’s video window.
“And Kurt, I know that we had our history. I know that I was part of the problem at first but when we became friends, I did promise that I would protect you from all troubles, including people that will break your heart. But the thing is, I can’t hate Blaine. And I KNOW that you can’t either.” He looks straight into his webcam.
“Blaine you said that Kurt moved you. Well, BOTH of you moved me. Your relationship, how it started, how it blossomed, just being YOU, it moved me. It shows that relationships are not just about getting laid. And no matter how many chicks I bang, and let me tell you, all these L.A. hotties have been seeing quite a lot of Puckzilla,” he wiggles his eyebrows and winks at the camera. “I can’t help but be envious of you two. Yes, I have the sex. Yes, I am a player. But what I really want is what you two want: a soulmate. I thought it was with Quinn, but I learned that maybe she is not the right one for me, maybe she is, maybe I haven’t found her yet. But I know that once you find your soulmate, you never let go. Ever. Do you know how many people are still rooting for you two? Practically everyone that knows you, even that meercat-faced bitch Sebastian thinks that you two deserve another shot, and THAT’S saying something!” that got a collective laugh from all three.
“Now, don’t you think I haven’t been updated on you two. I may not talk to you two specifically as often as I would like, but I do talk to other people. Okay, I only talk to Finn, but you know that he can’t keep his big mouth shut, you know, like when there’s dinner in front of him and he just can’t stop eating? Well he also can’t keep a secret. Damn, sometimes I think he’s a girl with all the gossip he knows and tells me. But I do know what’s going on.”
Puck looks at both video windows of his friends. He sees the looks on their faces and he doesn’t like what he sees. Puck sees the bags under Kurt’s eyes, he sees the fatigue in the way Blaine is sitting in his chair, his usual straight back, prim and proper posture is non-existent. He sees the sadness on Kurt’s face, the flatness to his usual shining presence. He knows that both people are hurting. Bad.
“Now I know that you two have not talked. I know you have been ignoring everything from Blaine, Kurt,” Puck looks at Kurt’s video window. “but maybe you don’t know the truth about what happened. You heard what he said and his apology, but have you really asked him what happened? Have you asked him how he really feels? And Blaine,” Puck looks at Blaine’s video window. “You fucked up. You know you did. And I know that you want to explain yourself, but throwing yourself at Kurt is not going to help. That is why Kurt hasn’t been answering your texts and calls.”
“Wait, you know that I haven’t been answering those?” Kurt asks, in a way like he has been slightly violated.
“Um...Finn? Remember?” Puck says matter-of-factly.
“Oh. Yeah.” Kurt says with a slightly angry tone.
“So that brings us to here. There was a reason that I asked you both here tonight, and that is to talk face-to-face, well, digitally anyway. A text message or a phone call won’t do, you guys have to see each other’s face to have this conversation. All I ask is that you really take into account and LISTEN to what the other is saying. Please, not only me, but your friends, your family is worried about both of you. They want you to talk it out so that even If you two decide not to get back together, then at least have some closure. So with that, I will stop broadcasting so I will not be in the way. I will only talk if I seem like it is getting out of hand. This chat was for you two because we all care about you, so I elected myself, caption of the S.S. Klaine to do this for everyone’s sake, but mostly for your sake. Good luck you two.” Puck says with a smile before stopping his broadcast.
With that, that leaves the two ex-lovers staring at each other, unable to form the words they truly want to say...