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@puckermanistheman-blog
So I gotta get off the high from the Nationals win...
... and then focus on this week where we gotta take exams which determines whether we pass or fail high school? Yeah, that doesn't make a guy nervous or anythin'. 'specially when someone's gotta write my answers for me...since my collarbone is still being a pain in the fuckin' ass.
If I pass, then fuck yeah graduating.
If I fail, then it's open season on all the faculty's tires.
Wish I could join you guys and gals at the prom tonight. But broken collarbone puts a hell of a damper on things.
Quinn
I’m givin you my glare from thousands of miles away.
Also cuz you wouldn’t send me any pics or profess your undyin love for me.
You didn’t profess any kind of undying love for me, and besides- I kind of am dating someone.
I raise that glare with a smirk, because I seriously cannot believe you fell for this. Wait, that’s a lie; I can.
Pssssh. I didn't believe in that shit. It woulda just been icin on the cake. Now I'm pissed at the asshole who turned off the power to the apartment to add to this whole deal. Because I shoulda been /that/ guy
Man, I’m so glad we’re finally on the 21st. ‘Cause yesterday, people were makin’ end of the world jokes like no tomorrow.
BAZINGA!
The Mayans had some awesome traditions, though. Sacrificing people they didn’t like? Actually genius.
You know what would be an awesome tradition? You gettin me numbers of all the ladies you know.
Quinn
I'm givin you my glare from thousands of miles away. Also cuz you wouldn't send me any pics or profess your undyin love for me.
Man, I'm so glad we're finally on the 21st. 'Cause yesterday, people were makin' end of the world jokes like no tomorrow.
BAZINGA!
text to: Puck
Quinn: By the way, if you need help actually writing out your homework, I could offer. But, no, that doesn't mean I'll put in the right answers.
Puck: Dammit.Is it just me or McK this week bc I swear Ive never seen so.much hw in my life
You’re an ass and I hate you.
Welcome back.
Feelin the love, babe. Thanks :D
Thank God you’re okay.
Thank the allah I'm okay! As okay I can be for a guy in my situation
Didja miss me?? :D
Near death experiences only make you bounce back stronger.
Even if I still think you’re a complete idiot and I’m still upset with you for pretending not to know who I was. Or who any of us were.
Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeyyyyoo
I was just goofin around. Considerin what happened I think I'm allowed!
I was gonna climb in and snuggle you better, but the lady said that wasn’t allowed, ‘cause it might make the machines go funny.
You’re welcome! You’re gonna get the biggest bear hug ever tomorrow! Unless that hurts.
Well I'm still stuck in this damn darn place for nother day or so but I'll accept any snuggles or hugs you can give me. Just be gentle so it doesnt hurt too much!
You’re better! Did you like my cards? I made one for every day you were sleeping.
Yeah!! I just cant type too great and it still hurts but all these cards really helped. Thanks a bunch for everythin. I appreciate it lots
Duckie!
How you doin???
Aint no near death experiences be bringin me DOWN. Scept its a fucking pain and a half to type with just one arm.
Whaaaaaaddup dudes and dudettes?
LET THERE BE LIGHT
Beep. Beep. Beep.
Noah Puckerman wants to shield himself from the brightness of the lights in his hospital room.The beeps from the machines were loud, and made everything all too real... that he was stuck here in a hospital bed. Hurt. Really, really, REALLY fucking hurt. The scenery of the meadow changes to the sight of this hospital room, that wasn't like any other. It wasn't all boring, drab and white, rather, it was colorful. There were all these... crayon drawings and balloon animals and stuffed monkeys, which would've made it more of a joy to wake up to.
Except there's all this pain.
It's almost as if it's not physical, rather, it was phantom. He expects himself to feel extreme pain, and so he does. There's all this bandaging around his wrist, and his right arm has changed drastically. His muscles are still there, but there's all these skin changes. The purple from the bruises that surrounded the abrasions and road rash had begun to fade away - but the sight is no less pleasant. Sure, battle wounds are awesome and all, but it's not because he went and saved a princess from pirates on a shipwreck. No. Dammnit - when he tells the story, he's going to embellish quite heavily.
His eyes flicker even more, opening fully, and his head pounds heavily, with it feeling like rocks falling on his head. If he had been standing, he would've fallen over to the floor, like a weakling. The machines with his vitals. The IV bags. And these other machines, which he can't remember the name of. He stares at them, and it's just all too much.
With a jolt, Puck tries to sit up, but his body refused to budge. Even though there was barely any movement, he felt real pain shoot up to his right collarbone, and he lets out a muffled scream. His mouth remains closed, as he makes more noise. He couldn't bear to open his mouth, to really let it all out, because he was much too stubborn to show the great deal of pain. He doesn't want to be here, no, he wants to get out. Feeling this trapped, unable to move without feeling all this pain, was unbearable. Two doctors come rushing into the room, going to each side of the bed. The male Hispanic doctor grabs onto one of the tubes, pushing the dial. Almost immediately, he feels the warm liquid in his body, the pain beginning to lessen slightly. "Don't move," he says sternly, Puck wanting to scoff at him and roll his eyes. But he's a doctor, a man that he's seen once or twice before, "We're gonna tell your family and friends that you're awake."
Puck's voice comes out scratchy and barely inaudible, originally, and he keeps trying to speak. But he can't and it's incredibly hard. Even clearing his throat hurts, but he does so anyway. "Where's mom? Sarah? I wanna..." He asks quietly, almost too quietly, but the doctor leans in slightly to hear.
"They went to get dinner off hospital properly, as they were growing tired of living off vending machine snacks."
Puck wants to chuckle at that statement, but he can't. It hurts to even laugh, though it's minuscule "What 'bout them, the pain in the... uh, you know which ones. What 'bout 'em?" He asks, his voice still scratchy, wanting to see his best friends.
"We can bring them in in fifteen minutes, ensuring the checkups go well. But we must proceed with extreme caution."
"Bring 'em in."
Let There Be Light
Noah Puckerman finds himself standing in front of a meadow, the bright light having blinded him and transported him to this destination. He feels at peace, as if he's meant to be here? But he doesn't understand this, because he was not the sort of guy who would find himself frolicking through daisies and orchids and all these flowers - until he saw her.
Immediately, he recognized her, despite the fact when he had last seen her, she was just two years old. It's because the features are so Quinn like, with hints of Puckerman genes thrown in. He almost swears he's seeing her in the flesh, except slightly younger and with brunette hair. There's also a mix of young Audrey Hepburn and Eliza Dushku thrown into the mix. Looking at her, his body tinges with happiness, thinking she's the most beautiful girl he's ever seen.
Beth.
"Daddy." She screams with happiness, running towards the man and jumping into his arms for a glomp. He barely couldn't catch her, feeling the weight, as he lets her down gently. The smile on his face is as big as the sun, filled with glee to be right here and now... with their daughter. "You need to go back. They need you."
Pause.
The time is at a complete standstill, as Puck stands there in complete confusion. Go back where, exactly? He hadn't quite realized this was merely his imagined world, because the real world didn't have this... and he didn't want that? The words echo throughout the meadows, though there were nothing for them to bounce off. "You need to go back. They need you."
"What are you talking about?" He asks in extreme confusion, not understanding anything.
"You're stuck in a hospital bed, because you got into a pretty frickin' nasty motorcycle accident. But you need to be there in the real world, if not for me... so you can see me grow up. If not for Quinn or Rachel or Brittany or Santana or Sam or everyone in Glee Club. They all need you, Daddy..."
Reality hits him like a truck, as the frames of what happened come back to him, giving him a blinding headache. The car had come barreling through the stop sign and Puck saw himself sliding across the road to avoid collision with the car. He feels the most extreme physical pain he's ever felt in his right arm, seeing the limb soaked in blood. And then his eyes slowly close, his world fading to black, thinking of Beth, Sarah, Glee Club, everything good in this world that he loved.
"I... I want to stay here --" He hears himself saying, as Beth lets go of their hug. Rolling her eyes and shaking her head, Puck lets out a sigh, realizing this isn't where he should really be. He can't let himself go into this world and risk all the sadness that would befall on everyone who surrounded him. "But I can't do that to them... and you and --" Puck puts both of his hands onto her head, leaning closer until he softly kisses her forehead. "I love you, monkeyface," he starts off saying, as Beth slightly rolls her eyes at the nickname, his father still using that years later, "more than anything I've ever loved in this world."
With that said, Beth disappears, along with the rest of the scenery, as they dissipates into the air, a different scenery coming into view.
His hospital room.
