“That’s not the same and you know that. Seeing you every few months at competition isn’t the same as being able to walk to your locker to find you, and we’re still not going to let this happen without any questions.”
“We want what you want, Blaine. Everybody only wants you to be happy – but nobody gets why this is what it’s going to take. Everything seemed so fine a few weeks ago, what changed? What can we do – what will change your mind?”
“I’ll see you more than competitions. I promise. I know it’s not the same but–. It’ll work. You guys are my friends family. Family doesn’t end with one of us being,” and the more he was trying to sway her to believe that distance between him and the people he loved at McKinley wouldn’t matter?
The more Blaine’s voice took on less of a reassuring tone and shifted towards a PLEADING one. Because–promises like the ones he was making just didn’t work. Did they?
He bounced on his heels–trying to hold in the outburst that he felt was on the tip of his tongue. Brows pinched together as he pressed his lips and forced himself to swallow what he really wanted to say. Instead, he coughed up a weak excuse for a response. “Everything’s changed, Marley. That’s the point. None of you guys see that and I don’t expect you to understand. I wish I could make you but I can’t. I–Nothing will change my mind. I’m SO sorry.”
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