"Quinn Fabray, look me in the fucking eyes and tell me that you don't love me! Tell me that you don't love me right now so I can leave you the hell alone and never bother you ever again!"
"I...I can't."
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(Beau's Outfit)
chapter forty seven; mashups iii. B E A U
"Can someone tell us what's going on, please?" Puck asked. "This week, the Trouble Tones and New Directions will both be singing music created by ladies and for ladies." Finn announced and I sighed deeply.
"Oh, hell no." Santana said in disagreement. "Next week, all of us will be going to Sectionals, and one of us is probably gonna win. But, Santana, we're worried about you." My older half-brother said sincerely.
"Worry about yourself, fetus face." The cheerleader responded. "Glee's about learning how to accept yourself for who you are, no matter what other people think. And that's what this music is all about." Finn smiled.
"So, wait, I don't even get a say in this? Not cool." San said seriously. "Everybody in this room knows about you and Brittany. And we don't judge you for it. We celebrate it because it's who you are." Finn told her honestly.
"Look, I know not everybody outside of this room is as accepting and cool, but we're doing this assignment this week so that you know in this rotten, stinking mean world that you at least have a group of people who will support your choice to be whoever you want to be. That's it. That's what we're doing here." He smiled.
"Beau, the floor is yours." My older half-brother smiled. I exhaled deeply as I stood up from my seat. I walked over to the glee club's guitarist and he handed me his acoustic guitar.
I made sure it was in tune before I made my way back over to the center of the club room. "I'm going to be real blunt and honest for a moment." I announced. "Beau." Mr. Schue warned.
"I don't see the point of singing songs about this because, the moment we all step out of this room, none of this matters." I expressed as I looked at everyone seriously.
"Santana would still be outed against her wishes in all of Lima and most likely the entirety of the midwest. But with that being said, Kurt convinced me to perform a song." I stated bluntly.
"I also decided to perform for the sake of Santana being my best friend and all." I added.
"Anyways, I talked long enough. I couldn't find a song to sing so, I wrote one. This song is Never Be Alone." I announced.
{Beau} She would not show that she was afraid But being and feeling alone was too much to face Though everyone said that she was so strong What they didn't know is that she could barely carry on
But she knew that she would be okay So she didn't let it get in her way
Sometimes, it all gets a little too much But you gotta realize that soon the fog will clear up And you don't have to be afraid, because we're all the same And we know that sometimes it all gets a little too much
