Glee: After My Fame (a gay ross lynch/glee crossover fanfiction)

chapter 15- Saving Glee

*Ross pov**1 week later back at school*

  I walked into the choir room for the first time in what seemed like forever. I saw Tony who had clearly skipped eighth period to just sit at the piano and think. I sat next to him and kissed his cheek. He hasn't been the same since the day his dad pushed him out the door for coming out. I felt like I was to blame. His mom seemed fine with the news, but then again she said she knew before we did. I decided to break the silence.

  "You know you still have me. I'll never push you away. I meant it when I said that I'd always be here when you needed me." I said and he still didn't even speak. It was like he had completely shut everyone out. "Come on babe, say something...anything."

  At that moment everyone else filed into the choir room and I lead Tony to a chair. Ryder and Josh sat on his left side and I sat on his right. Spencer walked in and steered clear of Tony sitting in the far right back corner. Then Mr. Schue walked in and headed to the whiteboard and scribbled the word 'Outcast'.

  "Welcome back guys! We have a few weeks until regionals so let's get to it. I want you to find a song that reminds you of a time you felt outcast or alone." He said and Tony stood up still not talking and nodded at the band.

When your day is long

And the night, the night is yours alone

When you're sure you've had enough of this life

Well, hang on

Don't let yourself go

'Cause everybody cries

And everybody hurts, sometimes

Sometimes everything is wrong

Now it's time to sing along

When your day is night alone, hold on

When you feel like letting go, hold on

If you think you've had too much of this life

Well, hang on

'Cause everybody hurts

Take comfort in your friends

Everybody hurts

Don't throw your hand, oh no

Don't throw your hand

If you feel like you're alone

No, no, no, you're not alone

If you're on your own in this life

The days and nights are long

When you think you've had too much of this life

To hang on

Well, everybody hurts

Sometimes, everybody cries

Everybody hurts, sometimes

And everybody hurts, sometimes

So hold on

  I watched as Tony wiped a tear from his eye. Everyone clapped and Mr. Schue leaned over from Tony's chair.

  "What happened? He's never sang a song this dark before. It looked like he was trying to convince himself things are fine." Mr. Schue whispered and that's when Tony spoke.

  "I, uh, came out to my parents last week. My mom was ok with it, but my dad..." his voice trembled and he took a deep breath, "my dad hates me and I know you guys are probably thinking that I want you to feel bad but I don't. I want to move past this and get on with my life."