“Ivy league,” she said in a hushed tone as she nodded along. “Wait.. But what is this about you failing? You were kidding, right?” She hated that, thinking that Puck would no walk along with them on that stage and receive his diploma. Contrarily to popular belief, Quinn could tell that Puck actually did care.
"Oh same thing." He shrugged. "I actually am failing. I won’t be graduating unless a miracle happens." He rolled his eyes at himself. He was angry with himself. "I really do wanna graduate. I don’t wanna be like my old man." He cracked his knuckles. "What are you going to do after college?"
Quinn looked up at his answer, her face almost wanting to break out into something like a smile. He could be lying, but he could also be telling her the truth, besides why did she even care. Well she couldn’t help it, she still cared for Puck even if she tried to deny it. “R-Really.. What did it feel like?”
"Uh, a spark? I guess, yeah that sounds about right." Noah shook his head at his stupidity. "Are you excited to be going to Yale? I mean it must be a huge accomplishment, right? Isn’t Yale a major league school or something?"
“Yeah I know..You’re back to your old ways with random girls who throw themselves at you,” she said bitterly. She never understood why she even liked Puck or bothered with him, but there was something about him that just drew her to him. No matter how hard she’d try, it was hard to deny. “I don’t get why you settle for random, easy girls..”
"Easy, because I can’t get girls like you." He admitted. "Desperate girls are easier to get." He looked at his hands. "And it’s not even like we have relationships, they are usually just one night stands. But trust me, when I slept with you, it felt like more than just two people doing the "dirty deed."
“Well the reason I hated you was because I used to put all the blame on you for me being pregnant, but I know it wasn’t your fault.. I had a big part in it as well. Shelby well I sometimes feel hatred towards her because she gets Beth and because she wouldn’t let me see her..and.. becauseshetookyou,” she quickly mumbled out the last part and looked away from him.
"Understandable." He then focused on the last part of what she said. "If you said what I think you said, that part of my life is over. And it’s not like she kidnapped Beth or anything." Puck then shook his head. "I’m sure that she’ll let you see her again now. I mean you pretty much are on the right track."
A small sniffle came from the blonde as she looked over to Puck. She saw him trying to put a smile on his face and she almost managed to smile herself, but it faded away. “I just.. I hate thinking about this, but then I hate myself for giving her away and sometimes I hate you, but then at times I hate Shelby.. But mostly, I hate myself.”
"Why do you sometimes hate me or Shelby?" He thought for a second. "Wait, you’ve been thinking about this a lot lately, haven’t you?" He sighed. "What do you want me to do for you? I feel bad now…" He said trying to sound sweet. "Just, I want to you to know, she’s going to love you for giving her the life she has now."
Quinn knew that Puck wasn’t very compassionate, so she shouldn’t be surprised when he didn’t give much thought to her crying. But she wasn’t going to admit it either, so she just shook her head and answered coldly, “N-No.” As she sat back down she took the spot next to him and hugged the small pillow beside her. Quinn rolled her eyes, because really why did her mom even matter? “She’s on a date.”
He sat down on the sofa, then got serious. “Are you okay? Seriously, I hate seeing my Baby Momma like this. I just don’t understand…you were fine, and then Bam, you’re now a wreck.” Puckerman didn’t really know what to do to make him seem sincere. “Uh…everything is going to be okay.” Noah added a smile.
The entire weekend had been a big mess, Quinn had found herself just mopping around the house and crying. Mother’s Day…Something she hated to hear, it always brought up the memories about Beth. Memories which she no longer wanted to think about, but it happened, and now she found herself needing someone. That someone happened to be the same person she’d blamed all this on two years ago; Puck. As much of an egg head that he could be, she needed him. As she sat at her couch with her arms hugging her legs she heard the knocking. Sniffling, she quickly go up and walked to the door as she wiped her tears away. She opened the door and spoke softly, almost inaudible, “H-Hey..Come in.”
"I thought you’d never open that door." He said teasingly. "I know that these past couple of days were pretty hard on you." He said honestly. Noah paused for a second. "Were you crying? Or do you have allergies or something?" The jewish boy asked curiously. He made himself comfortable by immediately taking off his shoes. He looked around before speaking. "Where the hell is your Mom?"
Noah rushed into his car. He knew that his Baby Mama needed him. Although Puckerman was mostly a jerk, he could never be rude to someone who actually needed him. Between everything that had happened to him, especially with his failing grades, he just needed some time to himself. The teen found himself at the vaguely familiar house, and walked towards the front door and laying his hand down for a knock. He waited impatiently.
Do you think I care about some school more than I care about Beth?
You were bored? Know what, I don’t care, just hurry up.
I didn’t know, okay? I mean at least you’re passing school.
Fine, on my way.
But what if that wasn’t right? What if I was wrong all along?
T..Thank you, Puck. I..I really appreciate this.
You really think you would have been able to get accepted Yale if you kept her?
No problem Q. I was bored anyways.