How could he so this? What about Leah? How did I not know about this? What happened to boy I love?
Let me start at the beginning. I'm Blaine Anderson-Hummel I was-is married to Kurt Hummel-Anderson. We have a daughter called Leah. They are my life.
The day my life ended was a gloomy one, one that shock our small community to it's core.
We were driving back in my from Ohio after visiting Kurt's father,Burt. it had been a happy day but I couldn't get rid of the lingering darkness. Nothing seemed quite right from the way Kurt walked to the way Burt took extra care of Leah as if he knew something was going to happen.
After a tiring day we reluctantly got back into my small Fiat 500 -Kurt's Mercedes C-class left at home. "We've been keyed." said Kurt without any surprise on his voice. Looking as if she was about to cry, Leah, our four-year/old daughter asked " Daddy why did someone try to kill our car?" At that moment I had no idea but looking in to Kurt's familiar eyes I knee that h knew; I sure hoped it wasn't a warning.
But It was.
After calming Leah down, which took a considerable amount of time, the three of us go in the car and started to drive home. After half an hour of driving and a packet of jelly babies, it started to rain, not the joyful, warm kind that you get in June nor the dark, cold kin that you get in December, this was more foreboding, upsetting if you will. The atmosphere in the car turned from a exhausted yet mildly happy to one that resembled the rain outside of our auto-mobile. Turning on the radio helped cheer us all up, mainly because our favourite song started playing:
"Well sometimes I go out by myself
And I look across the water
And I think of all the thing that you do
and in my head I paint a picture."
Well all chirped in cheerfully regardless of meaning of the song lyrics. With all of us three cheered up I decided to fill up for petrol, as we were running low. Pulling off the motor-way I turned down the radio for a swore that I heard a ticking noise; similar to the one a clock makes whilst counting down the second to the end of school. Nope. Nothing. No noise at all.
As I got out Kurt and I continued our conversation about who should have won the voice. I finished fillin up our car. I could swear there was a ticking noise. Just as I was about to turn around and pay Leah lumped something in her sleep which made me look around my perfect, little family. Did I know what was going to happen next? Honestly no. But deep down I knew this was going to be the last time I was going to see them.
I turned around and just as I was about to enter the little shop to pay, BOOM. The car with the two people I was certain I loved transformed right before my eyes into a fireball.
