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This story is mostly original. Only one scene with heavy canon for 'kurts' inner thoughts purposes.

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Here's chap 6. Everyone enjoy!

Neglect definition: to pay no attention or too little attention to.

Not neglect: not leave savannah alone.

Night of not neglect

Savannah POV

I couldn't feel more gross. My mouth tasted like…. Gross. It has been 6 weeks since I've been sick with…. Sickness…. 9 weeks since my drunken night rendezvous with Blaine, and I swear, every time I throw up, it makes me want to take back that night even more.

It was really nasty to have my head on the rim of the toilet bowl. But it was cool on my head, and I couldn't feel any grosser than I already do anyway…..

This sucks.

"Savannah?" My mom called from outside my bathroom door, and came right in.

I didn't look up at her.

"Honey are you sick?" she asked kneeling down to me, and feeling my forehead.

I didn't answer, I only sighed.

"Did you just throw up?"

I nodded slowly but I kept my eyes shut, not able to look her in the eye. If I did, she would figure it out immediately. My mom always called me an open book. She said I was so easy to read, so she knew that I rarely bothered lying to her. She could see the lie in my eyes. Always.

She felt my forehead again, and I was praying that I had a fever! She would definitely let me stay home then.

"Well, you don't really feel feverish." She said now with her hands on either side of my cheeks. "But you look a little pale. Why don't you go back to bed?"

A sigh of relief. I didn't do it out loud, but in my head, I was celebrating. I did not want to go to school today. I was not looking forward to selling taffy, not looking forward to the concert on Friday, even though Sunshine Corazon from vocal adrenaline said that there would be hundreds of people there thanks to her. (Why the heck she wasn't in our glee club, was still just a fill in the blanks for me. As far as I learned, Rachel sent her to a crack house because she was jealous of her after hearing her audition for glee club. So she transferred. And after seeing her perform 'all by myself' I realized how much more I hated Rachel now than I did before because Sunshine is PHENOMENAL! And Rachel's an idiot…)

Anyway, I was tired of everyone fighting over who was getting what spot in the lineup of the concert, and all of that nonsense. The drama was stressing me out. And I was definitely definitely not looking forward to Mercedes and Quinn bugging me about telling Blaine. That was something I was NOT prepared to do.

It wasn't in my know how to tell him. How do you break that kind of news to someone?

'Hi Blaine, boyfriend of my best friend. I'm pregnant?'

 That doesn't sound like it's that hard, but I don't want to do it. It would ruin his life. What if he wanted me to get an abortion? What if he didn't? I don't even know how I feel about that! I'm way too young to be pregnant…. But then, I thought of my mom.

'You're way too young to be having sex.' And that's EXACTLY what my mom would say.

My mom.

My dad….

How could I let this happen... I'm such an idiot.

I got up to wash my mouth out in the sink, and I opened my eyes only briefly, but I still didn't look at my mom. I passed my mom out of the bathroom doorway, and crawled back into bed. As I did it, Kurt texted me.

Are you going to perform at the benefit concert? Blaine and I are going. -Kurt

I shut my phone. I know that Kurt told me specifically that he and Blaine are going on purpose. Though he didn't lecture me about it, he also wanted me to tell Blaine as soon as possible. He said that he would never tell him himself because its not his information to tell, and I believe that he wouldn't, but him knowing and not telling his boyfriend, I feel like I'm making him lie to Blaine.

 I would tell him soon. I don't know how I would, but I would tell him.

As for the question he asked me, I didn't know if I was performing yet. Hell, I didn't even know if I was going. I felt like crappy crap on toast.

"Do you want me to get you anything? Ginger ale? Soup?" she asked brushing my hair behind my ear.

I shook my head and lay down in bed, pulling the covers to my neck. I wouln't be able to keep it down....

Maybe the ginger ale.

This is a nightmare. I don't know how long I'm going to be able to keep this up. Lying to my parents... It feels awful.

"OK hun. I'll come and check on you in a while. I'm working the night shift today so; I'll be home to take care of you. And your dad will too. He'll be home until 3."

Great! So much for being home alone to barf all day in secret. They're so gonna find out.

I'm doomed.

"K…." I mumbled, trying to sound sicker then I was.

My mom felt my forehead again. "Justin is home sick too. He was throwing up last night and this morning he was running a slight fever. You two share everything so, you're probably both getting the stomach flu."

Oh. So thats why my mom isn't suspicious. I was immediately relieved that Justin was sick too. That means that for at least the rest of the week, I will be able to miss school, and not have to worry about my mom and dad getting suspicious about why I'm so nauseous.

Unless they notice that I never get the fever that comes with the stomach flu. And my mom is a nurse. She'll notice.

I need to think.

My mom walked out of my room, leaving my door open. I wished she didn't because I didn't want her to have to hear me barfing again.

Not long ago, maybe 6 months or so; She and my dad had told me once before that if I ever got a boyfriend and started going behind their backs and be sexually active like the majority of teens nowadays, then I should go on birth control, and use condoms. Of course they told me to not be having sex at all, but they said if I ever did behind their backs, to be safe about it.

Because I wasn't ever sexually active, I never had to do that.

My mom was going to kill me when she found out.

My mom is a lot more…. I guess I should say strict than my dad is. I love both of my parents equally, definitely. But I am more of a daddy's girl. I always have been pretty spoiled. But mostly by my dad.

I decided to text Kurt back. Maybe he could do me a favor.

Hey Kurt, my mom things that I have the stomach flu. My brother has it, so she's mistaking my nausea for stomach flu symptoms. I might be home all week. Could you do me a favor? –Savannah

I waited for Kurt to text me back. I was hoping that I could get him to buy one of those hot packs that once they are pressed to your skin, they heat up a lot.

Depends on what it is. –Kurt

I texted back.

Can you buy one of those packs that gets hot once it is pressed to your skin? If I don't get the fever that comes along with the stomach flu, my parents might get suspicious. -Savannah

Kurt texted back immediately.

I don't know Savvy. You should probably tell them the truth. – Kurt

I will tell them eventually. But I'm not ready to tell them yet. – Savannah

I knew exactly what was coming. He would probably tell me no just so I would be more likely to tell my parents. This was gonna be harder than I thought. I know that Kurt only means well, but he isn't the one going through this. I am. And I don't know how to handle it yet.

I hadn't gotten a text back yet and it has been about 3 minutes.

Please Kurt. I promise I will tell them soon. Just not tonight. – Savannah

Kurt Pov

I exhaled. My dad would definitely not be happy about me helping Savannah hide this from her parents. He had been bugging me to invite Savannah over for the past week. He wanted to subtly try and ease her into wanting to tell her parents. Apparently Carole was seeing Sav's mom Jonah at work a lot recently, and it was uncomfortable for her to know what's going on, and know that Jonah doesn't know what her daughter is hiding.

But Savannah was smart. She knew that my dad was the one that wanted her to come over. After she stormed out after the positive text, Mercedes and I spent a good hour talking about how much this sucked.

Okay. Fine. I'll bring it over. I don't know what my excuse will be though. It's not like I can bring you your homework, we don't go to the same school. – Kurt

I suppose I could bring Mercedes or something and say that she was bringing her homework assignments and I was just tagging along. Part of me really wished that I wasn't in this secret.

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"Hey Kurt." Blaine called to me from the doorway of the coffee shop. I quickly put my phone away.

"Hey." I said and kissed his cheek.

He grabbed my hand and we proceeded to the line to get coffee.

My phone buzzed again.

Thank you Kurt. -Savannah

"How are you? Did you finish that paper for Jameson's class?" Blaine asked me.

"I'm okay. And yeah I finished proofing it last night. How are you?"

"I'm good." Blaine started, "I'm excited for that concert coming up."

I just half smiled and I hoped Blaine didn't notice. I'm not really looking forward to that concert. I know that Savannah is planning on telling Blaine then. That is if she goes. I know that the information would probably put stress on Blaine and I's relationship, but I also knew that this is partly Blaine's responsibility and he needs to know what he half caused.

I know that I can't tell Blaine myself, because it's not my place, but I'm a terrible liar so it is hard keeping it a secret.

"Is something wrong?" Blaine asked me. "You seem a little distant."

Ok, he noticed.

"I'm sorry, I just didn't get much sleep last night. Because of that paper. Also, the new directions have been blowing up my cell phone about getting people to come see the benefit. They're afraid that no one's coming." I said.

Blaine just nodded beside me and then ordered our coffee. I'm really glad he's not the type of person to pry. Once I said it, he left it alone. I love my boyfriend. But I couldn't tell him that yet.…...............~.................~..................~....................~...................~

Savannah POV

"Are you okay Savannie"

I looked up from the porcelain bowl to see my little bro, Justin still in his PJs standing in the doorway.

"I'm okay Juss. I'm just sick like you." I told him.

Wow. I even felt bad lying to my eight-year-old brother. He and I shared everything. I would talk to him about things that he probably didn't even understand, and he always listened. No matter what. I used to think that we were twins born eight years apart.

"It doesn't seem like you're sick like me. I only threw up two times last night and today. You've thrown up a lot more times."

I got up to rinse off my mouth for what felt like the hundredth time today. My brother was so observant. Maybe I should just tell him. It might give me a little bit of practice for telling Blaine.

Except of course that Blaine is a 16-year-old boy who knows what sex is and where babies come from. And Justin is eight and doesn't know a thing about it.

I guess I could wing it.

"Juss?"

I just noticed that I had started to cry. And he noticed too.

"What's wrong sissy?" He said walking closer to me.

I started walking back into my room and I sat on my bed. Then Justin sat on my bed too.

He even felt my forehead. He really did act like Mr. Mom sometimes. Last year for Halloween he even dressed up as a nurse just like her. It was sweet.

"I did something really bad Justin…." I told him.

His eyes got very sad suddenly and I knew that he would be on my side.

"What did you do?"

I wasn't sure how exactly I can say this to him in a way that wouldn't be giving him information that she wasn't old enough to hear.

I got it.

"Do you promise to keep it secret?" I asked him.

"I promise." he said right away. And I knew that he meant it. He had never told any of my secrets.

Even though once, I told one of his. He was an awesomely loyal little brother. The only reason I told his secret, was because he found a pet salamander in our backyard and it really freaked me out. I had to tell my dad. And that ended up okay actually because my dad took him to the pet store and let them put the salamander up for sale in a nice home. So he wasn't mad at me.

"Okay. You know how mommies and daddies sometimes have babies?" I asked him.

He tilted his head a bit and looked a little confused, but still he nodded.

"Well I'm having one." I whispered.

He gasped. "But – but you're not a grown-up."

I nodded this time, and started to sniffle a little. "I know bro. That's why I said I did something really bad." I paused to let a few of my tears fall. "Mom and dad are gonna kill me."

"They're not going to kill you. But they might be really really mad. How did you get a baby in your belly?"

I tried to wipe my eyes, but more tears just fell. You'd think I'd be out of tears by now.

"Well Juss, there's this thing that mommies and daddies do when they want to have a baby and it's a thing that only grown-ups are allowed to do. If kids do it… It's just against the rules. Because kids are too young to have babies of their own. But I did that thing that only grown-ups are supposed to do and I got a baby inside me."

"Why?" He asked, his intense curiosity getting the best of him.

"It was an accident. We didn't mean to."

"But doesn't it take a mommy and a daddy to make a baby? Who is going to be the baby's daddy?"

At that, I just started crying harder.

"The boy that I did that that thing with, that I wasn't supposed to do, he is the daddy."

Justin scratched his head. He still looked a little bit confused. I wanted to tell him everything, I mean he would find out what sex was eventually right? But my parents would probably get mad if I told him right now. He's still too young.

"Oh.” and then he gasped in realization. “Ooooooooooooooooh, you're gonna get in trouble. You lied. You told mommy and daddy that you didn't have a boyfriend. Member? That one time at the dinner table?"

I rolled my eyes. Little genius, remembering EVERYFREAKINGTHING!

"I don't have a boyfriend. You know how when mom and dad drink, they start acting silly for a while?" Justin just nodded at me. "Well, I was drinking at a party a while ago and the other people at the party were drinking too. One of the boys at that party did a dare that he had to kiss me. So I ended up spending time went that boy. And he's actually gay. You know, like uncle Doug and Uncle Joe. And my friend Kurt. But he is not my boyfriend."

"You did a lot of bad things. You're not supposed to drink either. That's only for grown-ups. Mommy and dad are going to be really mad at you." He said looking scared for me.

"I know." But I couldn't seem to say anymore.

For an eight-year-old, he was a genius.

What am I going to do?

I laid down putting my face into my pillow and started to sob.

"It's gonna be okay Savannie. It'll be okay." He said patting my back.

Everyone seems to be saying that lately, but I just didn't see how that was possible. This wasn't going to be okay.

Justin and I both fell asleep and woke around four when my mom came into my room and Kurt and Quinn were behind her.

I sat up and rubbed my eyes.

"I told them you had the stomach flu and were contagious, but they insisted." My mom turned to my friends, "just for a few minutes guys."

"Hey girlie." Kurt and Quinn said together coming over next to my bed.

I just waved at them and my mom walked to my other side.

"Why must you two share everything? Including your germs. Justin honey, wake up go to your own bed." My mom said sitting Justin up and walking him out of my room. He was groggy and she had to guide him because his eyes stayed closed. She shut the door behind her and Kurt and Quinn sat down.

"Stomach flu?" Quinn asked. "Nice. I really don't think you're going to be able to pull off having the stomach flu though for nine months."

I shot her a look. And then I shot one to Kurt.

Why did you bring Quinn? And I know that he knew exactly what my eyes were telling him.

Kurt rolled his eyes. "Mercedes couldn't come. And your mom wouldn't have let me in unless you had someone bringing you your homework. She's necessary." Kurt said.

Quinn scoffed. She dug into her backpack and handed me a folder. "Here is your homework. And Mr. Schue expects you to be at the benefit on Friday. Especially because he knows that you are not really sick."

My eyes got wide and I looked at Kurt who also looked completely shocked.

"What! You told Mr. Schue? How could you do that Quinn?" I yelled at her.

Kurt had his voice raised too when he spoke. "Yeah Quinn, that's low. Even for you."

Quinn rolled her eyes. "Oh please, he knew anyway. The way that you have been running out of glee club every 10 minutes getting sick. He remembered that from when I was pregnant last year. He's not stupid. The only thing he doesn't know is who got you pregnant. He has a conspiracy theory that it was Puck."

I would never show this, but inside I was laughing. My dad thought that Puck gave me the hickey I had after that party, and now Mr. Schue suspects that he got me pregnant. If only they knew.

I sighed. Great! Now how am I supposed to show my face in glee club. I bet everyone knows now. This is a mess.

Kurt dug into his backpack and pulled out a package.

On the box it said "Hot patch" heats instantly at the touch.

"You owe me 10 dollars." Kurt said handing me the box.

I took the box and then dug into my top nightstand drawer and pulled out a 10. I was prepared. I handed it to him. He looked surprised.

"I didn't think it would be that easy. In that case, you owe me 20 bucks for the pregnancy test."

I gave him a look. "Nice try. I didn't ask you to buy that for me."

Kurt mumbled a 'damn' under his breath and I immediately put the pack on my head.

It was true. It really was immediately hot to the touch.

"So are you going to perform at the benefit Friday? Because I want to do a duet with you." Quinn asked.

I didn't answer right away. My head was on fire. This was extremely warm on my head. I would definitely be able to trick a thermometer.

"I don't know yet. I'll let you know." I said slumping further down into my covers.

I heard my mom coming back into my room and I immediately moved the hotpack under my pillow. Just as I expected, she came in with the thermometer. Thankfully it was the little kids one. She must have just taken Justin's temperature.

She put her hand to my forehead and she sighed. "You and Justin need to stay in your own rooms. Now you are both running a fever. Just because you are sick together doesn't mean you should stay around each other. "

I just sighed.

"I'm serious!" She scolded me. She put the thermometer in my ear and it beeped right away. "101.2. Time for you guys to go." She said to my guests.

Kurt got off my bed and gave me a sympathetic look.

Quinn also got off my bed and headed towards the door. She looked back at me and almost smiled. The big difference between Quinn coming to see me and Mercedes coming to see me was that I had to worry about Mercedes telling my mom about me being pregnant. Quinn would never tell my mom. After her parents kicked her out for getting pregnant, she would never out my secret like that. Mercedes though, would be so obvious that my mom would figure it out. And she would be doing it on purpose.

"I hope we see you at the benefit on Friday. If you get better." Kurt said. And they left my room.

My mom waved to them as they left and then she turned back to me. "What benefit?"

Oh. Did I forget to tell them about that? Whoops. I usually told them everything. But the past few months, I have been avoiding family time as much as possible for the fear of running out and barfing. I guess I've been neglecting them a little more than I thought.

"Oh. I'm sorry. I guess I just forgot to tell you guys. We're doing a benefit concert on Friday and were selling tickets for it. It's to help pay for nationals."

My mom looked a little confused. "What about the glee club's budget? I thought that it was restored after you guys won regionals."

Did everyone know about that?

"Apparently the cheerleading coach Sue is hiding it somewhere or something. So we have to raise our own money for the trip."

My mom shook her head and looked extremely annoyed.

Join the club.

"Okay. I'm going out to work in a few minutes. I'm going to bring you up some ginger ale and ice water. You need to stay hydrated. And stay in bed. Look after your brother. When he wakes up, just make him a can of chicken noodle soup for dinner, he'll be fine. Then send his butt back to bed. He does not play any video games, and I'll know if you let him Missy. You always leave evidence. Like leaving the games out. I mean it. Send him to bed!"

I just nodded agreeing with my mom, even though I would let Justin play some games if he wanted to. Being sick doesn't mean that we should be bored all day long. My brother and I aren't really allowed to do anything when we stay home from school sick. She basically says, if were too sick too go to school, were too sick to be up and about. I see her point, but Justin is eight. And I was a cool sister.

"Okay mom. And I know to make sure he's sleeping in bed by nine."

My mom kissed my forehead and started out of my room. "Oh and make sure he puts a pull-up on. I know he doesn't want to, but when he's sick the laundry always piles up."

"Okay mom. Have a good shift." I told her.

"Feel better sweetie. I'll be back a little after midnight."

My life felt like it was in shambles. I wanted to go to school. I wanted to be a regular teenager that didn't have any secrets and was just enjoying my teenage life. Going to parties, getting coffee before and after school. Going to the mall and window shopping because we don't have enough money to buy everything that we want. Hanging out with friends and storming McKinley highs halls singing crazy songs and not having a care in the world except for keeping our grades up.

Not pregnant by my gay best friends gay boyfriend. I'm such a screw up.

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Kurt POV (Heres the canonnyish scene. Worth reading though)

It was a lot harder walking these halls than I thought it would be. Being back at McKinley was like being back home after being away for a long time. I really missed it here. I miss my friends. I even missed my teachers and how crazy coach Sylvester was.

But of course I didn't miss Karofsky.

Karofsky.

Thinking about his name reminded me why I was that Dalton. Why I had met Blaine in the first place. And I couldn't bring myself to feel regretful.

But I still missed McKinley.

Showing Blaine around these halls brought back so much nostalgia and I still couldn't help but picture myself walking down these hallways with Blaine at my side with us both attending the school. It would be perfect.

"And that was the Spanish classroom. and of course you know the choir room." I told Blaine pointing to my left and then to my right.

He was quiet. But he still seemed interested in what I was saying.

As we continued to proceed forward, Britney was pushing Artie towards us. My heart sped up as I saw my friends.

"Guys, hurry up and get in the auditorium. The shows about to start." Britney said with a huge smile.

"It's gonna be a full house y'all. You've gotta get in there to get a good seat." Artie said excitedly.

As much as I wanted to just run into the auditorium, I wanted to still show Blaine around. The tour was almost over.

"We'll be there in a minute. I'm just showing Blaine around." I couldn't contain my excitement. You could hear in my voice how excited I was to just be talking to Artie at all. I think that Blaine could tell.

"Thanks for coming and supporting us guys. It's really cool." Artie said, and then they were gone.

For a moment, I felt a little hole in my heart.

I was just staring at the door that they just went through kind of wishing them back.

I didn't notice that Blaine was looking at me until he said after a moment, "aww, you miss them."

I sighed. I did miss them. I do miss them.

"What the hell are you two doing here?"

Blaine and I turned to see a big burly Karofsky in front of us.

I was a little surprised that I didn't instantly feel terrified. I actually felt quite confident.

"We're here for the benefit. Don't tell me you're going." I said with as much sarcasm as I could muster.

Karofsky scoffed. "I wouldn't be caught dead. I was pumping iron in the gym and then I heard one of the guys say that you two were here and spreading your fairy dust all over the place."

I rolled my eyes.  He hand't changed a bit. He was still in denial. Of course, I didn't expect him to have come out or anything. But before I could say anything, Blaine did.

"Would you just give it up? You can live whatever lie you want. But don't pretend that the three of us don't know what's really going on here."

It was interesting seeing Blaine confronting Karofsky in a non-professional way. He seemed to have as big of a mouth as I did. Immediately saying what's on his mind with no fear of what the consequences might be. I had a feeling that this might turn into a fight, and I put a hand on his shoulder to keep him calmed.

"You don't know squat, butt boy!" Karofsky said loudly. And in Blaine's face. Neither of us liked that. So much for calm.

Before I could turn to Blaine and tell him 'don't, he's not worth it', Blaine was already pushing Karofsky. Karofsky pushed him back, Blaine grabbed the front of his shirt roughly, and before he could push him sideways and into a locker, Karofsky had grabbed Blaine back, and then Santana came up from behind us and pulled them apart.

I had never been that relieved to see Santana.

"Hey! Guys! Stop!" She shouted.

"Your real brave with your fists but you're a coward when it comes to the truth!" I spat at him.

"The truth about what?" Santana asked, her voice with heaps of confusion.

I could see in Karofsky's eyes that she panicked for a moment.

"It's none of your business J Lo!" he retorted!

Santana went into deep thought for a moment.. "First of all, anything that you do became my business when you decided to talk that slushie up in my grill!" she shouted, very defensive.

Santana got slushied?

I wonder why Karofsky had slushied Santana in the first place. I assumed that it had something to do with the fact that she is not a cheerio anymore so her cool meter went down a few notches. But still.

Santana got slushied?

I looked to Blaine, who looked extremely angry and I had to grab his hand and squeezed for a moment hoping to calm him down.

"I think I can take a couple of queers and a lesbo." Karofsky said.

Yeah. Because he was one to call anyone a queer.

Santana chuckled. "Okay, here's what's going to go down. He is you have two choices. One, you stay here and I cracked one of your nuts. Right or left, that's your choice. Or two, you walk away, and live to be a douche bag another day!"

Burn! God I missed Santana! Was it weird that all of a sudden, I found her bitchiness amazing?!

"Oh and also, I have razor blades hidden in my hair! Yup, tons! Just aaaaalllll up in there! mhhmm." She said as Karofsky walked away angrily.

As she turned back to us, I did a very bad job of hiding my smile. I wanted to just hug her!

"We could've handled that." Blaine said lazily. He probably wanted to give Karofsky a few decks in the face. I couldn't blame him.

"It was more fun doing it together." She said smiling.

Now I really smiled. The New Directions definitely stuck together…. Well, usually.

Unless they were were trying to kill each other.

As I was about to thank her, her phone buzzed, and she pulled it out of her bra. What is with girls and putting their phones in their bra's?

"Oh crap!" she said, reading a message.

She walked away quickly, and I sighed and looked at Blaine. He looked confused.

"New directions drama." I answered simply.

Blaine just nodded, and grabbed my hand, and we proceeded to walk to the auditorium.

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Savannah's POV

After a bunch of convincing, Kurt and Blaine, had convinced me to go to the benefit. I was set to perform a duet with Quinn, but the night was going so terribly, that we decided to cut a few numbers. Sue had arranged for a bunch of hecklers to boo us on the stage during the entire concert. It was a nightmare.

"You are really horrible person." I heard Blaine state to Sandy Ryerson as he and Kurt walked out of the auditorium.

I should have taken my chance then when he was coming towards us. But I was a coward. He was already angry. This night was already a nightmare. I couldn't tell him now. It would just make everything worse.

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"You might not get the chance to do this again. Who knows when he's going to be back at McKinley. Savannah you need to tell him." Kurt told me quietly in the corner of our choir room as Blaine was deep in conversation with some of the other new directions.

"I can't. I can't make this night any worse. I can't do it." I told him.

Kurt exhaled. "You're going to have to tell him soon. It's been over two months."

So much for a night of neglect. I was neglecting what I needed to be doing. My parents were doing the opposite of neglecting me by constantly checking up on me at home. Sue Sylvester neglected us as a glee club by hiding our funding. The only positive thing to come of this night, was that Sandy Ryerson was in love with the oldies song that Mercedes sang. So he offered to pay for our entire trip to nationals.

It was drug money, but we could pretend we didn't know that.

At least the new directions as a whole were having some good luck. As for me, I have yet to find any luck to come.

How was I going to do this?

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Authors note: This chapter was a royal pain in the rump to write. I found this episode kind of boring because it was very light on the Klaine.  a quick note, I like to your respond to my reviews so all of you guests without accounts out there who are reviewing, If I could respond to you, I would just say thank you with 1 million exclamation points. And tell you that, I really really really appreciate you! thank you so so so so much.

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