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1/2 turn down the noise in my mind -mentions of non-con, child abuse, bullying, violencetigriswolfJanuary 27 2012, 05:38:08 UTC
For awhile, Puck thought he might be bi. He did a little research and learned that’s what it was called if someone liked looking at both boys and girls.
His pool cleaning business was booming and he’d been having fun with cougars for two years when he decided he was totally straight and refused to look at guys like that ever again.
That was about the time he began tormenting Kurt Hummel, too.
.
He wasn’t raped. He’s watched some of Mom’s Lifetime channel movies (always with her, understood?), and he knows that he wasn’t raped because guys can’t be raped. Especially not studly, tough boys by balding, chubby, sweaty music teachers. No how, no way.
Shut the fuck up and get out.
.
The cougars were fun, hot and demanding and such good teachers. Puck liked making them feel good, and most of them took care of him, too. No harm, no foul. Just fun.
But that thing that never happened… it wasn’t fun at all. It hurt. And the worst part was, he knows he could have stopped it, but he froze.
And that flamboyant little fag, Hummel… how could he want something like that? He had to be punished.
Every time Hummel landed in the dumpster, every time he hit the lockers, it was like a punch in that monster’s face, like a kick straight to his balls.
.
Shelby’s hot. She’s like a grown-up, not-crazy Rachel. All the good parts (fuck, but that voice) with none of the bad.
And, she’s his daughter’s mother. A responsible, successful, not-at-all-crazy mom for his kid. Nothing bad there.
His default with a hot woman is to flirt. And she smiles at him. She invites him over for time with Beth, three nights a week, and his baby girl is so sweet. He adored the thought of her, and then her as a newborn, and she’s back now, all tufts of blonde hair and hazel eyes and the sweetest smile in the world. And Shelby lets him have that.
When he kisses her in thanks, she kisses back.
.
Puck needs to talk to someone. All of his options suck, and telling Quinn is a bad idea, he knows that as he’s talking, but he’s in love with Shelby and he has to talk, okay?
And Quinn listens. She gets him to spill everything about Shelby, and that first night, and the three times since.
2/2 turn down the noise in my mind -mentions of non-con, child abuse, bullying, violencetigriswolfJanuary 27 2012, 05:38:57 UTC
The next morning, Puck’s called to Figgins’ office, and Shelby and Ma and Schue and even Ms. Pillsbury are there.
“Puckerman,” Figgins says, “please tell us the truth. Did you and Ms. Corcoran have sex?”
Puck looks at her, but she doesn’t meet his eyes. He glances at Ma; she’s hungover and tired and seems weary.
Schue says, “Puck, please. The truth.”
“So what if we did?” Puck asks. “I’m eighteen.”
Shelby closes her eyes. Schue’s eyes widen, and Ms. Pillsbury gasps, and Ma sags down.
Figgins freaks the fuck out. Puck stares at him as he shouts about lawsuits and cops and never working in this town again, and Puck really doesn’t get it. He’s never seen Figgins like this before. From what Finn’s told him, Figgins didn’t act like this even when Karofsky threatened to kill Kurt. What the hell?
“Why is this a big deal?” Puck finally demands, and Ma and Figgins both stop shouting.
“Noah,” Ms. Pillsbury says, “you’re a student. Ms. Corcoran is an authority figure. Even if you are legally an adult, she has power over you and she’s taken advantage of it.”
“How many times?” Ma cuts in, glaring at Shelby. “How many times, you bitch, did you lay your hands on my son?”
“Why do you all give a shit now?” Puck doesn’t mean to ask it. He knows that it’s better if people don’t know about the cougars, but he really doesn’t get it. He was barely fourteen the first time he played with a cougar. If something was really wrong with it, then why did Vanessa take him to bed?
“Now?” Ma repeats, turning to face him. “Noah…”
Puck shakes his head. “I’m eighteen,” he says again. “And I wanted it. Hell, I kissed her first. Why do you care now, when you didn’t before?”
“Before?” Schue parrots, and Puck’s about done with this.
“Yeah, before,” Puck says. He looks at Figgins, at the spineless bastard who let him torment kids for so long, and who still gives bullies full run, and he shakes his head again. “I know I should’a fought, but I didn’t - I was so scared, and I think he slipped me somethin’ ‘cause I knew then I should’a fought. But no one noticed.”
Ma’s mouth drops open. “You mean,” she starts. “I noticed… you just got so angry, out of nowhere, and I didn’t know what to do.” She begins crying and Puck cringes. He hates making Ma cry.
Figgins hisses, “Ryerson.”
Puck winces, and his eyes hit the floor.
“Oh, fuck,” Schue mutters.
Someone touches Puck’s shoulder; he flinches back, and can’t be there anymore.
He runs.
.
Finn’s the one who finds him later, because they’re still each other’s boys.
“How you doin’?” he asks, dropping beside Puck in their super-secret hideout from when they were eight years old.
“I’m fine,” Puck says.
Finn nudges his shoulder. “I know we’ve had our problems,” Finn says quietly, sounding like the boy who let Puck cry all over him and share his bed for a week after Dad left. “But I’ll listen, Noah. If you wanna talk.”
Puck doesn’t want to talk. He really doesn’t.
He takes a deep breath. “You know about the cougars?” he asks. Finn nods. Puck says, “That’s how it all started.”
Finn doesn’t interrupt. And when Puck starts crying, Finn leans in and offers his shoulder, and lets Puck cry.
Re: 2/2 turn down the noise in my mind -mentions of non-con, child abuse, bullying, violencekatyb00kw0rmJanuary 27 2012, 07:03:10 UTC
I have such love for you right now, cause this was my prompt and I have been waiting sooooo long for a fill! Oh, this was heartbreating, though. My poor Puck! You did a great job with this, but I can't help but wish there was more!
For awhile, Puck thought he might be bi. He did a little research and learned that’s what it was called if someone liked looking at both boys and girls.
His pool cleaning business was booming and he’d been having fun with cougars for two years when he decided he was totally straight and refused to look at guys like that ever again.
That was about the time he began tormenting Kurt Hummel, too.
.
He wasn’t raped. He’s watched some of Mom’s Lifetime channel movies (always with her, understood?), and he knows that he wasn’t raped because guys can’t be raped. Especially not studly, tough boys by balding, chubby, sweaty music teachers. No how, no way.
Shut the fuck up and get out.
.
The cougars were fun, hot and demanding and such good teachers. Puck liked making them feel good, and most of them took care of him, too. No harm, no foul. Just fun.
But that thing that never happened… it wasn’t fun at all. It hurt. And the worst part was, he knows he could have stopped it, but he froze.
And that flamboyant little fag, Hummel… how could he want something like that? He had to be punished.
Every time Hummel landed in the dumpster, every time he hit the lockers, it was like a punch in that monster’s face, like a kick straight to his balls.
.
Shelby’s hot. She’s like a grown-up, not-crazy Rachel. All the good parts (fuck, but that voice) with none of the bad.
And, she’s his daughter’s mother. A responsible, successful, not-at-all-crazy mom for his kid. Nothing bad there.
His default with a hot woman is to flirt. And she smiles at him. She invites him over for time with Beth, three nights a week, and his baby girl is so sweet. He adored the thought of her, and then her as a newborn, and she’s back now, all tufts of blonde hair and hazel eyes and the sweetest smile in the world. And Shelby lets him have that.
When he kisses her in thanks, she kisses back.
.
Puck needs to talk to someone. All of his options suck, and telling Quinn is a bad idea, he knows that as he’s talking, but he’s in love with Shelby and he has to talk, okay?
And Quinn listens. She gets him to spill everything about Shelby, and that first night, and the three times since.
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The next morning, Puck’s called to Figgins’ office, and Shelby and Ma and Schue and even Ms. Pillsbury are there.
“Puckerman,” Figgins says, “please tell us the truth. Did you and Ms. Corcoran have sex?”
Puck looks at her, but she doesn’t meet his eyes. He glances at Ma; she’s hungover and tired and seems weary.
Schue says, “Puck, please. The truth.”
“So what if we did?” Puck asks. “I’m eighteen.”
Shelby closes her eyes. Schue’s eyes widen, and Ms. Pillsbury gasps, and Ma sags down.
Figgins freaks the fuck out. Puck stares at him as he shouts about lawsuits and cops and never working in this town again, and Puck really doesn’t get it. He’s never seen Figgins like this before. From what Finn’s told him, Figgins didn’t act like this even when Karofsky threatened to kill Kurt. What the hell?
“Why is this a big deal?” Puck finally demands, and Ma and Figgins both stop shouting.
“Noah,” Ms. Pillsbury says, “you’re a student. Ms. Corcoran is an authority figure. Even if you are legally an adult, she has power over you and she’s taken advantage of it.”
“How many times?” Ma cuts in, glaring at Shelby. “How many times, you bitch, did you lay your hands on my son?”
“Why do you all give a shit now?” Puck doesn’t mean to ask it. He knows that it’s better if people don’t know about the cougars, but he really doesn’t get it. He was barely fourteen the first time he played with a cougar. If something was really wrong with it, then why did Vanessa take him to bed?
“Now?” Ma repeats, turning to face him. “Noah…”
Puck shakes his head. “I’m eighteen,” he says again. “And I wanted it. Hell, I kissed her first. Why do you care now, when you didn’t before?”
“Before?” Schue parrots, and Puck’s about done with this.
“Yeah, before,” Puck says. He looks at Figgins, at the spineless bastard who let him torment kids for so long, and who still gives bullies full run, and he shakes his head again. “I know I should’a fought, but I didn’t - I was so scared, and I think he slipped me somethin’ ‘cause I knew then I should’a fought. But no one noticed.”
Ma’s mouth drops open. “You mean,” she starts. “I noticed… you just got so angry, out of nowhere, and I didn’t know what to do.” She begins crying and Puck cringes. He hates making Ma cry.
Figgins hisses, “Ryerson.”
Puck winces, and his eyes hit the floor.
“Oh, fuck,” Schue mutters.
Someone touches Puck’s shoulder; he flinches back, and can’t be there anymore.
He runs.
.
Finn’s the one who finds him later, because they’re still each other’s boys.
“How you doin’?” he asks, dropping beside Puck in their super-secret hideout from when they were eight years old.
“I’m fine,” Puck says.
Finn nudges his shoulder. “I know we’ve had our problems,” Finn says quietly, sounding like the boy who let Puck cry all over him and share his bed for a week after Dad left. “But I’ll listen, Noah. If you wanna talk.”
Puck doesn’t want to talk. He really doesn’t.
He takes a deep breath. “You know about the cougars?” he asks. Finn nods. Puck says, “That’s how it all started.”
Finn doesn’t interrupt. And when Puck starts crying, Finn leans in and offers his shoulder, and lets Puck cry.
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