Title: Until You're Gone
Scene 12
Act 1
Words: 1,397
Puck was playing with his phone during Biology out of boredom. He was really fucking bored. People were on their laptops, looking quite shocked at what they were watching.
"Hey dude let me see?" Puck asked one of the guys in his class. He handed the laptop to Puck. Puck looked at the title of the video. "Suicide On Tape." His stomach sunk.
"Hello! This is Jacob Ben Israel reporting from the Berry household. Now it seems That Miss Berry is trying to kill herself." The camera flipped to a window where Rachel put pills in her hand and gulped them down. She then walked into the bathroom and closed the door. "I will now attempt to sneak in." He said and went somehow got into the house and put the camera into the crack of the bathroom door. You can see Rachel in the bathtub, silting her wrists and closing her eyes. The camera turned back to Jacob. "There you have it. Rachel's suicide. This should have been anticipated, am I correct? I will see you all next week."
Puck was shaking with anger. He didn't know where to start. How to react. The bell rang and Puck walked out of the classroom and saw the dickhead.
"Hey Jewfro!" He yelled with rage, causing Jacob and everyone in the hallway to look at him. "How fucking dare you do that?"
"Do what, Puckerman?" He gulped.
"Where the fuck do I even start? First of all, you knew that she was gonna kill herself and you didn't fucking stop her? You didn't call someone? And you broke into her damn house! She would've been alive right now if it wasn't for you!" Puck grabbed Jacob by the shirt and pinned him against the locker. Finn appeared with Mike behind him.
"Puckerman let him go!" Finn yelled.
"Not until he get what he deserves!" And with that, Puck started beating the living shit out of Jacob. He couldn't be stopped. He couldn't be pulled away. Puck didn't hear a teacher scream, "Call the cops!"
Quinn peeked outside her classroom to see her ex boyfriend being arrested. She sighed. She knew he was going back to juvie and she knew, he didn't want to go back. It was sad but this is what happened when someone messed with their friend that was now deceased. You pay, with despair.
"Hello everyone. I will miss you and I will miss the way things were. I will miss the summer rain. I will miss the winter snow. I will miss everything. Here is another track I wrote.
Here's Teen Idle."
I wanna be a bottle blonde
I don't know why but I feel conned
I wanna be an idle teen
I wish I hadn't been so clean
I wanna stay inside all day
I want the world to go away
I want blood, guts, and chocolate cake
I wanna be a real fake
Yeah, I wish I'd been, I wish I'd been, a teen, teen idle
Wish I'd been a prom queen, fighting for the title
Instead of being sixteen and burning up a bible
Feeling super, super, super! Suicidal
The wasted years
The wasted youth
The pretty lies
The ugly truth
And the day has come where I have died
Only to find, I've come alive
I wanna be a virgin pure
A 21st century whore
I want back my virginity
So I can feel infinity
I wanna drink until I ache
I wanna make a big mistake
I want blood, guts, and angel cake
I'm gonna puke it anyway
Yeah, I wish I'd been, I wish I'd been, a teen, teen idle
Wish I'd been a prom queen, fighting for the title
Instead of being sixteen and burning up a bible
Feeling super, super, super! Suicidal
The wasted years
The wasted youth
The pretty lies
The ugly truth
And the day has come where I have died
Only to find, I've come alive
Come alive, I've come alive
Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh
Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh
I wish I wasn't such a narcissist
I wish I didn't really kiss
The mirror when I'm on my own
Oh God, I'm gonna die alone
Adolescence didn't make sense
A little loss of innocence
The ugliness of being a fool
Ain't youth meant to be beautiful?
Yeah, I wish I'd been, I wish I'd been, a teen, teen idle
Wish I'd been a prom queen, fighting for the title
Instead of being sixteen and burning up a bible
Feeling super, super, super! Suicidal
The wasted years
The wasted youth
The pretty lies
The ugly truth
And the day has come where I have died
Only to find, I've come alive
Only to find, I've come alive
Only to find, I've come alive
To: Quinn
From: Alfie
Hey I'm having a reading tonight would you like to come?
That's how Quinn once again ended up at the same small show. She saw Alfie before it and came up to him.
"Oh hello, Quinn." He gave her a small hug and smile.
"Hey. Uh- I just have one quick question." She said and he nodded as in for her to continue. "Why are you being so nice?" He looked down.
"Rachel would have wanted this. Plus I made my point across last time. Everything happened for a reason." He said and she smiled very small. "I'll talk to you after my reading."
"Love is not a joke. Love is real. Love is mean. And love fucking hurts. All I wanted was someone who wanted to keep me. Someone who would stick around. But no. Instead I got myself fucked up. I made my own life hell. I made me, hate myself. And all I wanna do is cry. Cry until the water in my body causes dehydration and I die. And honestly, I loved her so much I hurt myself. I miss her so much I hurt myself. And I hurt myself to not feel the fact that she's gone. But she is. And I'm violent to myself. Help."
I breathe you in with smoke in the backyard lights,
we used to laugh until we choked into the wasted nights.
It was the best time of my life, but now I sleep alone,
So darling, don't, don't wake me up, 'cause my thrill is gone.
(Say I'm wrong)
In the sunset turning red behind the smoke,
forever and alone.
Yeah!
You've gone and sewn me to this bed, the taste of you and me
will never leave my lips again under the blinding rain.
I wanna hold your hand so tight I'm gonna break my wrist,
and when the vultures sing tonight I'm gonna join right in.
I'll sing along, oh
'cause I don't know any other song.
I'll sing along,
but I'm barely hanging on.
No, I'm barely hanging on.
By the time you're hearing this I'll already be gone,
and now there's nothing to do but scream at the drunken moon
This isn't fair!
(No!)
Don't you try to blame this on me.
My love for you was bulletproof but you're the one who shot me.
And god damn it, I can barely say your name,
so I'll try to write it and fill the pen with blood from the sink.
Woah oh
But don't just say it, you should sing my name.
Pretend that it's a song 'cause forever it's yours,
and we can sing this on the way home.
I'll sing along, oh
'cause I don't know any other song.
I'll sing along,
but I'm barely hanging on.
No, I'm barely hanging on.
By the time you're hearing this I'll already be gone,
and now there's nothing to do but tear my voice apart.
Nothing to do,
and scream at the drunken moon.
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Act 1
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