After telling Artie that my stutter was fake, I felt guilty for lying to him but I also felt that he should be more understanding. That was devastating, yes but I cant get over the fact that he kissed me. It was fun while it lasted. Rolling away from him in my wheelchair, I haven’t noticed that tears were rolling down from my cheeks. “T-T-Tina…” I heard a familiar, faint stutter from behind me. “I love you. I really do. I just need time to…” he cut off his sentence probably noticing my ruined eyeliner. “whoa, wait. Are you crying?” he asked as he rolled over as fast as he can. Turning away from him was the hardest thing to do but it was the only way to escape. “I’m so sorry…for everything.” I managed to spit out. A smirk that’s impossible to resist suddenly formed on his lips while getting something from his pocket. “You’re apologizing for crying?” he chuckled. I suddenly heard alto and soprano laughter from down the hall. I impulsively acted as I kissed him one last time and turned towards the ladies’ room where he cant follow me. I buried my face in my hands as the sounds came closer and louder. “NO WAY! You have access to Mark Jacobs new collection?” Mercedes exclaimed. “Of course I do! I’ll take you to the show room tomorrow at 4pm” said…KURT??? “Sounds like a date. See ya!” she replied as she enters the same room as I’m in. She was shocked to find me in this kind of situation as seen on her face. “Piece of advice, you do know that Kurt is lady fabulous right?” I asked her. “Don’t ruin my day just because your date went awol!” she said diva-ing again. “Oh great! I ruined 2 relationships today. I really do have reasons to be emo.” I sighed *end of story*
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