Forever Intertwined | Sam Evans

𝕊𝕙𝕠𝕠𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕊𝕥𝕒𝕣

!TW: As you likely know from the show, this episode deals with a serious topic. I urge you, if these topics trigger you in any way, put your mental well being above this chapter and skip it. If you feel comfortable to read, I will add another trigger warning before and after the scenes so you still may read, even if the actual concept is triggering. I will provide a summary in the beginning of the next chapter. Stay safe, loves.!

It was the beginning of the following week, the glee club was gathered in the auditorium for rehearsal. Faith was sitting with Kitty, her head resting on the blonde's shoulder awaiting Mr. Schue.

"Do you think we're gonna win the cheerios competition?" Kitty asked, their regionals were coming this weekend and the girls were sharp but Faith did have to admit, with losing Santana along with some other huge seniors, it was hard to say.

"I think our routine is gonna kick ass." Faith sighed. Out of the corner of her eye she spotted a certain blonde staring at her while he talked with Ryder.

Faith had been ignoring Sam's calls all weekend. It seemed he didn't take well to her speech about being strictly fellow glee clubbers. Faith didn't care. She needed to start feeling less hurt and she knew the only way would be to stop pretending to be friends with Sam and just take time to learn to be Faith.

Mr. Schue finally arrived, waving an envelope.

"I hold in my hand, ladies and gentlemen, our competition for regionals." He started with excitement buzzing around the room. "Drumroll, please. From North Central High School in Indianapolis, the Hoosierdaddies.

"That's very clever." Tina mumbled with a smile.

"And from Our Lady of Perpetual Loneliness in Battle Creek, Michigan, the Nun-Touchables." Mr. Schue continued.

"Wait, is that a convent?" Blaine asked seriously towards the group.

"Guys, I like our chances against both these squads, but we still got a lot of work to do." Mr. Schue finished before getting cut off by Brittany who had just walked into the room.

"Mr. Shue, please stop talking. I have an announcement." Brittany said, looking extremely serious. "I regret to inform you a deadly asteroid is headed our way."

"Wait, didn't we just go through this at Christmas?" Blaine shook his head in confusion.

'Yeah, and is it true you and Sam got married? Did that happen?" Tina peeped.

"I can announce it is true." Faith spoke up with a teasing smile. "I walked in on the engagement."

"Shut up, Tina. Shut up, Faith." Brittany interrupted. "I'm naming this comet. Tubbington-Bopp, and it is headed straight for Lima."

"Wait, so is it an asteroid or a comet?" Artie questioned.

"It's both." Brittany answered.

"Wouldn't NASA know something about this?" Marley spoke up, just as confused as everyone.

"We can't trust NASA." Brittany seemed really convinced. More than Christmas. It was kinda freaky. "I mean, last month a meteor exactly like Tubbington-Bopp hit Russia with no warning at all."

"Oh, so now it's a meteor." Artie said, feeding into the joke everyone knew it was.

"That's right, Artie, And when this meteorite hits, I will not be spending my time in this room preparing for regionals. I will be spending my last hours making amends with somebody who I need to get right with. Someone who I love very much." Brittany paused and before anyone could suspect her talking about Sam, she blurted out, "Lord Tubbington."