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"What do you mean Raquel is being forced to leave?" Tina was the first to speak up after Kurt explained the situation at hand to his fellow glee clubbers.
"Well she's not being kicked out or anything," He paused looking at the small group. All with some hint of worry on their face. "but her grandmother doesn't approve of her living situation."
"Well . . What's wrong with her living situation? I mean it's not like she's living with wolves." Artie spoke before lowering his voice and asking Mike. "She isn't right?" Mike just shook his head, knowing only the same or less information then Artie. Kurt sighed.
"No she is not living with wolves!" He rubbed his forehead. "She's living with her brother and his partner and as her fri-"
"Whoa her brothers gay?" Puck interrupted.
"And fine too." Mercedes added, smiling. Kurt glared.
"Can I please finish?"
"Oh yeah, dude. I just was a bit surprised 's all." Puck shrugged before leaning back in his chair.
"Well we have to be there for her. Some of the most stressful thing teens have to go through is family drama like this. And obviously Raquel is a very independent person so she won't be coming and asking us for help. So, what we have to do is be there for her. It's the very least we can do." Kurt finished. Brittany slowly raised her hand. "Yes, Brittany?"
"So we aren't like kidnapping her or anything?" She asked looking around the table.
"Yeah hang on! Don't actions speak louder then words? Shouldn't we be storming up to the big bad granny and telling her she can't be pushing people around like that?" Santana spoke seriously. The out burst surprised most of the teens.
"She really shouldn't have to go through this alone." Tina spoke amongst the crowd of agreement.
It was getting a bit out of hand when Puck suggested they find the old woman. Blaine stood in front of the crowd.
"Wait! Wait, guys!" the group calmed and looked to the short boy. "This is a family matter. And honestly if we go to her grandmother and demanded action she would probably just brush us off. This is a conflict that Raquel has to solve on her own as sad as that is." He spoke solemnly. "but honestly, did you think that we would make her go through this alone? We are going to be there for her. That will be our action."
Blaine sat down.
"Kurt and I are going to talk to your guy's guidance counselor for any info on how Raquel can fight on her own. So breath, relax. We got this."
Kurt couldn't help but smile at his boyfriend.
Raquel walked past a few of the streets that she knew, taking the longer route home not wanting to face her heart broken brother just yet.
As she walked passed a liquor store a truck pulled up beside her.
"Raquel!" the driver yelled shocking the girl as she peered in to see Greg in the front seat.
She waved politely before continuing her walk down the street. The car didn't drive off. No, Greg had drove a bit closer.
"Hey! Uh are you busy?" Greg asked over the sound of his ignition.
"I'm just sort of walking. So, no. not really." Raquel smiled. Greg's face lit up as he placed the truck in park.
"Sweet. Wanna go for that date right now?"
"I agreed to dinner. Not a date." Raquel smiled.
"Fine! A dinner. Come on, yeah?"
"Hmm, what would people think seeing me jumping into some random truck."
"That the driver must be some lucky bastard." At that Raquel rolled her eyes. "So where to?"
"I don't know. Somewhere that makes crappy days good."
"I think I know just the place." Greg smiled before slamming on the gas.
Derek sat in the living room as Steve rummaged around the room searching for something. He was going to help Steve but decided against it, when during Steve's mad search almost resulted to a concussion by a flying clipboard full of designs.
"HUZAH!" Steve cried. In his hand was a thin scrap of paper.
"What is that?" Derek spoke, questioning his boyfriends sanity.
Steve pulled out his phone and dialed the number, tapping his foot impatiently.
"Well isn't it obvio- Oh hello sir. One moment." Steve handed the phone to Derek. "It's your dad." he mouthed. Derek frantically grabbed the phone.
"H-hello dad?" Derek spoke.
"Well who else would it be?" Dad chuckled. Derek just nodded nervously, before realizing what he just did.
"yeah, of course."
"So how have thing been since. . "
"Oh fine. Things have been fine." Derek looked at Steve, who shook his head. "No. No!" Derek spoke as realization dawned on him.
"No? What's wrong is Raquel okay?" Dad spoke suddenly worried. Derek shook his head.
"Ye-Yeah, yeah she's fine. Uh actually it's Grandmother." Derek spoke solemnly.
"Oh. I heard about the visit." Dad sighed into the phone. "How did it go?"
"Well uh there was a incident. . Of sorts. Grandmother didn't uh . . .she didn't know I was gay."
"Oh. That's a problem." Dad stated nervously.
"Well yeah, also she sort of wants to take Raquel from us." Derek stated before realizing that tears were welling up in his eyes.
"Oh."
"Yeah. So what do I do, dad?" His voice broke off at the end.
"Well son, in my opinion I think you should let it happen."
"Wait, what?"
"Hear me out, but come on you're a young man, you have yet to reach your prime. You're in a serious relationship with the man you love and marriage has to be in the future for you and Steve. You both will want to start a new life and honestly that can't happen if you have a teenager attached to that."
Derek froze. He did not expect that. His father is thinking about his marriage before he even has.
No, no. His dad is suppose to be the bad guy. Dad Isn't suppose to have a logical reason to support his grandmother. Tears were falling freely now. Steve took Derek's hand in a reassuring grasp. Derek paused and took a deep shaky breath.
"Dad. You're right, it would be irresponsible. But I'm her last connection of this family. I love you but honestly, you're not always around."
"Well I stick to my own opinion. Sorry." In the background a loud horn blared . "Son, I have to go I'll talk to you soon."
"Yeah, of course. Wait Dad!"
"Yes?" Derek took a deep breath and smiled.
"Thank you so much for everything."
"No problem, you know I love you both more than anything, right?"
"Yeah. I love you too. Bye dad."
"Bye Derek."
Derek hung up and looked up to a waiting Steve. Derek dropped his phone and walked to Steve and pulled him in to a tight hug. Steve was surprised but pulled his man closer and breathing in him deeply.
The truck pulled up to a small colorful ice cream parlor.
"Ice cream? Really?" Raquel smiled as she un buckled her seat belt.
"What. Ice cream makes me happy." Greg responded as he exited the car. "And if this doesn't work then phase two will." Raquel looked at him confused.
"Phase two?"
"Well, ice cream doesn't really count as dinner," He smiled as he opened the door. "Oh and by the way it's your birthday today." Greg bolted off to the cashier, leaving Raquel even more confused.
Greg pointed to Raquel as he spoke to the cashier. She smiled and grabbed hold of the mike.
"Everyone we have a birthday today!" Music started to play, as a man from the back door came forward with a balloon and a crown. Greg came back to her and placed the crown on her head.
Happy birthday! It's your birthday!
La la la la la
Smile now! Get happy now!
Ba ha ha ha ha
Woo!
The workers danced and swung their arms around before going about their regular duties. Raquel was left standing in awe well Greg ushered her to a booth.
"What was that?" Raquel couldn't help but smile.
"Well I don't know about you, but that made my day." Greg laughed as a waiter came to take their orders.
"So!" Greg started after finishing his odd concoction of vanilla carmal and strawberry with raisnetts toppings. "Why was today so craptastic?" he leaned forward with interest.
"Well, if you must know, I may be taking a new residence in the very near future." Raquel spoke as she stirred her spoon in her half melted Rocky road sundae.
"Well it's a good thing I took you out when I did huh?"
"ha yes. Great timing too." Raquel scooped a clump and watched it drip off the spoon.
"Did it work?" Greg asked.
"Did what work?"
"Did this make today a little bit better?" He gestured around. Raquel looked around before nodding.
"You know what? It did, it really did." Greg reached his hand out and placed it on the table. Raquel took his hand and shook it.
"Pleasure to make your day."
"Like wise." Raquel smiled. "So . . What's phase two?"
Derek took Steve's hand.
"Steve. Do you think we're going to make it?" Steve stroked Derek's cheek, wondering were this kind of thought was coming from.
"Well, I'd like to think so." he froze, "Don't you?"
Derek pulled back quickly and looked into Steve's eye's.
"Yes. Honestly sometimes I try to imagine how we would end and I just can't see a life with out you in it."
"Why would you think that in the first place?" Steve questioned, silently panicking.
"Because I'm a masochist and you are, well to simply say it, way to good for me." Derek smiled.
"You're right." Derek's eye's shot up under his eyelashes, fear evident. Steve smiled and pat his head. "You are a masochist, you are also a bit of a idiot." Steve smiled as he pulled Derek's face up taking him in a breath taking kiss.
Steve pulled away and pulled his boyfriend to him and held him. They stood standing and holding each other close for a while.
"You know my dad approves of us?" Derek smiled as he brought himself closer to the other man.
"Yeah?"
"Yeah, he was talking about us getting married." Derek laughed till he noticed that Steve had stiffened at the mention. Derek swallowed before pulling away and clearing his throat, trying to get rid of the lump lodged there. "I'm going to call Rocky." He said before he walked out of the room wiping his eyes as soon as he was out of sight. Leaving Steve standing there with a blank expression.
Raquel sat in the passenger seat of Greg's truck. Not speaking all that much, due to her food coma state. It's funny that she doubted her ability to eat a whole restaurant but Greg had offered to pay. So Raquel ate her plate clean not wanting to seem ungrateful, and wasting her dates money.
"So," Greg started as he turned down the streets that Raquel had just begun to become familiar with. "Are you really going to transfer out of the school?"
Raquel shrugged. Not wanting to really discuss the matter, especially after the fantastic evening she just had with Greg.
"Can we not talk about that?" Raquel muttered as she looked up and smiled. The had just pulled up to the front of her small house. "Well, I had a amazing time you know. We should hang out more often."
Greg smiled.
"Yeah we should." He unbuckled his seatbelt. "Let me walk you to your door?"
Raquel smiled and nodded.
As they came up to the porch slowly Raquel noticed how nervous Greg had become within the last few steps.
"You okay?"
"Huh? Uh yeah." He answered quickly smiling. Raquel smiled and shuffled her feet nervously. Greg laughed and started to blush, The anxiety of the situation kicking in.
"Uh well I should really be goi-" Greg was caught off guard as Raquel raised herself on to her tip toes and kissed Greg.
Slowly, softly, and sweetly.
Raquel smiled and blushed before turning to the door to put her key in, but noticing that the door was already unlocked.
"Uh I'll see you soon?" Raquel questioned before closing the door all the way.
"O-Of course!" Greg smiled. Stepping backwards and stumbling on a step.
"Good night." Raquel shouted, unable to get rid of the grin stuck on her face.
"Sweet dreams." He responded, seemingly having the same problem.
Raquel stumbled into the house and leaned against the door with a heartfelt sigh.
Steve had been in the kitchen trying to think of some type of dinner to prepare when he heard a small sigh coming from the front door.
"Raquel?" He questioned, grabbing a whisk as his weapon.
"Yeah, I'll be there in a second." Her voice was filled with happiness. Steve could see in her eyes that something amazing happened.
"Soo? Where has the little Rockster been?" Steve leaned forward, preparing for a good chat.
"Okay don't tell Derek," Raquel paused to look around, "I went on a date!"
Steve straightened up, He really should tell Derek but he decided against it, seeing as telling your boyfriend that his baby sister just came back from a unknown date would be a odd opening for a post-tension-filled-moment conversation.
He decided to tell Derek the next morning, as he prepared snack bowls for the unleashing of a teenage-post-date conversation.
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