the girl with the guitar [glee/sam evans]

chapter 71: End of Twerk pt. 2

All I did was try my best
This the kind of thanks I get?
Unrelentlessly upset (ah, ah, ah)
They say these are the golden years
But I wish I could disappear
Ego crush is so severe
God, it's brutal out here

~Olivia Rodrigo, Brutal

"Why would you get a tattoo while drunk?" Violet laughed through the phone at Kurt as she walked to the choir room for Glee.

Kurt defended himself, "To lower my inhibitions! I would've over thought it and chickened out if I didn't drink!"

"And look where that's got you. I just can't believe your tattoo artist didn't double check. I mean 'It's get better' is so close, but so far."

Violet could hear the frustration in his voice, "It's all that guy's fault! He has to be illiterate or something because I know I wrote it correctly, and all he had to do was trace the fucking stencil."

Violet questioned, "And you're sure you wrote it down correctly?"

"Yes! I was drunk, but I wasn't that drunk at that point."

"Okay! Okay!"

Before Kurt could say anything else, Violet's phone was snatched out of her hand and the call ended. She quickly whipped around, ready to either scream at or hit the person who stole her phone when she realized it was Jake.

She silently glared at him and then reached for her phone which made Jake hold it further away from her.

"Give me back my phone Jake."

"No. Not until we talk about what you saw."

Violet bit the inside of her cheek, "I don't think you have a lot of room for negotiation right now."

He pleaded, "Please."

"Fine."

Jake pulled her into a secluded corner to talk, "I know what I did was fucked up."

"We've established this," Violet said bluntly.

"But... I know I need to stop things with Bree. I just... after everything that's happened. With Finn's death–"

Her anger rose, "Don't you dare bring him into this. His death isn't an excuse."

"I know it's not. Look, I've just realized that I... Look, I went to Bree after me and Marley had that huge fight at my house. I shouldn't have–"

"And yet you're still going to Bree."

Jake put his head in hands in frustration, "Yeah, I know, but it's not like I really want to. Wait, no. I want to, but just not with her because I still love Marley. I still want to be with her, but I hate that I have to choose between her and my own needs."