Unprofessional Without A Witness [Discontinued]

3

Wes was glad it was a Friday when Thad found out, because he always left for the weekends. On a less great note, so did David.

Dalton was emptier than usual that weekend, lots of people having gone home.

He was wandering around Dalton when he passed through the Warbler practice room. The piano in the corner caught his eye; why they had a piano at an a cappella school, he didn't know. Maybe just so Blaine could get onto it while he was performing.

Making sure there was nobody around, he walked over to it and looked through the music. There were a few classics, like Billy Joel or Beethoven, but mostly recent songs.

The title catching his eye, he flipped through one of the books of sheet music.

He smiled, stopping as he found a it. The perfect song, really.

He adjusted the bench, stretching his fingers. It had been a long time since he played piano.

Double-checking that nobody was around, he began to play. He knew this song by heart; he didn't need the lyrics.

I will not make
The same mistakes that you did
I will not let myself
Cause my heart so much misery
I will not break
The way you did, you fell so hard
I've learned the hard way
To never let it get that far

He was mildly glad that Jeff was gone for the weekend. He or David were the worst people who could walk into this room right now.

Because of you
I never stray too far from the sidewalk
Because of you
I learned to play on the safe side so I don't get hurt
Because of you
I find it hard to trust not only me, but everyone around me
Because of you
I am afraid

He almost didn't sing the last line. He hated admitting it.

I lose my way
And it's not too long before you point it out
I cannot cry
Because I know that's weakness in your eyes
I'm forced to fake
A smile, a laugh everyday of my life
My heart can't possibly break
When it wasn't even whole to start with

He honestly felt personally attacked by the lyrics, but he kept playing.

He was so absorbed in the song that he missed the approaching conversation that stopped abruptly. He missed the faint blip sound of a phone recording starting.

He just kept playing, not noticing that he was loud enough to attracted attention.