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On Tuesday he's pulled into the restroom and given a swirlie.
On Wednesday he has Cheerios practice, and, thank god, nobody comes after him in fear of Coach Sylvester.
On Thusrday he's thrown into the dumpster hard enough that he passes out long enough that he misses dinner with his dad and the Hudsons. They don't even realize he's missing.
On Friday, he brings the gun to school and presses the gun to his temple in front of the entire school.
No Puck bashing, because we all know he's a real softie.
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You run to tell Mercedes, only to have her tell you she overheard him talking about you to his friends, saying he was planning to make that fag cry.
You don’t believe her. You know this boy. He wouldn’t say something like that.
You wait for him before 2nd period outside of the locker room. He calls you in. You tell him what you heard and he laughs.
“This wasn’t supposed to happen this soon, but okay, Faggel, have it your way,” he says, his voice sending chills down your spine ( ... )
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They don’t say anything about how uncharacteristically quiet you are, or how you don’t even fight Rachel for a solo.
It’s late by the time you get out of practice, and you try to walk through the parking lot as quietly as possible.
You hear a voice shouting from behind you: “Hey Faggel!”
Shit.
You know just who it is. He’s not alone this time, either. You don’t put up a fight when they grab you and throw you into the dumpster. HardWhat do you have to fight for anyway? Your dignity? That was gone a long time ago ( ... )
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The performance in glee is the only thing that you have going for you today. You’re gonna go out with a bang.
Your costume has pockets which you use to conceal your weapon. The performance goes off without a hitch until your solo comes up. You walk up to the front of the stage and look proudly into the crowd.
“Thank God it’s Friday,” you say as you pull out the pistol.
You could hear a pin drop in the audience. You hear Finn and Mr. Schue and all of New Directions try to stop you.
But it’s too late.
You go out with a bang, that’s for sure.
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Everything I wanted and more. And I can't think of anything else to say... It's just that...
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Oops. Well, everyone loves double fills, right? Right? :)
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