Without You

Phone Call

Sunday, September 7th

Over the past week and 3 days, I've become an overnight sensation as Matthew said. I've already recorded my song, and finished the music video, which was released yesterday. Over 2 million people have downloaded it on iTunes and Spotify already. It's number one on the bill boards. Tomorrow, I have my first interview, and it's on Ellen DeGeneres. Plus, tomorrow is my 19th birthday. Now though, we're watching TV in the living room.

"You're still the youngest here, you know?" Puck asked, putting his feet in my lap. I pushed his legs off me.

"I'm still more mature then you and Chord put together." I responded, They both stuck their tongues out at me. I looked at Mercedes who was shaking her head. After a few minutes of silence, I jumped on Chord and started tickling his sides, making him start laughing hysterically. I giggled and got off of him when my phone rang. It was mama. 

"Hey mama!"

"Hey, why are you so happy?" I looked at Chord who was trying to catch his breath from laughing so hard.

 "Chord and I had a tickle fight...Again."

"And who won?"

"Me! He's on the floor trying to catch his breath."

"Do you ever give that boy a break? I'm surprised he hasn't lost his voice from laughing so much because of you."

"Nope, I don't! And I'm gonna be on Ellen tomorrow!"

"Seriously?"

"Yeah! I can't wait!" I exclaimed, walking in my room and shutting the door. I sat on my bed.

"You hve no idea how proud of you I am!" We talked for a little while and I asked a question that I had been wanting to ask for a while now.

"How's Sam?"

"He's good, I guess. He doesn't talk as much anymore. He's starting to come around though."

"What do you mean?"

"He usually just stays in his room. He hasn't been himself for a long time. He's coming back though."

"It's my fault isn't it? If I had never left, he wouldn't be like that." 

"No, baby, it's not your fault. Guess what though?"

"What?"

"He's been working at the school with Mr. Schue."

"Really?"

"Yeah, he's starting to smile and laugh more."

"That's good."

"I know you think it's your fault, it's not. Mr. Schue told me that they were talking one day, and he asked Sam, or told him, that he didn't seem the same. Sam told him that he just grew up. He's in his room if you want to talk to him."

"It's fine. Can you tell him something for me though?"

"Yeah, of course."

"Tell him I still love him, that I never stopped and probably never will. Tell him that he needs to be happy again for the twins, Sandy, everyone." I said, trying not to cry.

"I will. You do know that he loves you too."

"I know."

"Oh, I forgot to tell you! It's the whole reason I called to talk to you, well, one of the reasons."

"What?"

"T.J., your cousin, remember him?"

"You act like I've only met him once or something, yes, I remember him!"