Disclaimer: I don't own Glee or any of its characters.
Most of the time, he likes to believe that his life is nice. Not great, not like the ones of the TV shows character's, not bad - just nice.
Nice is waking up and eating breakfast made by his mother, nice is laughing with Puck and playing with his friends.
Great would be celebrating Father's Day.
He hates that some of his friends laugh at him while he tries to recall past things- it is not funny, he thinks, there is no way he can find not remembering funny. Losing memories is awful; his mum gets upset when she can't remember his dad and he doesn't like seeing her upset. What he also doesn't like is not having any memories of him. Emptiness is all he feels when he tries to recall the times with his father and suddenly remembers the obvious.
He never met him.
On July fourth, he and his mum have a picnic together with the other families of Lima. But the sight of his friends with their dads make him feel strange, he can't name that sensation -not yet-, and it spoils almost every day he sees people like that. Because they are making memories together. With their dads.
It won't matter if they introduce him to other kids so they can play or if they offer him more food; he only wished he could make some memories, with him.
Life would be so much nicer if he had met him.
Finn knows he said that aloud, his cheek is probably red and the pain isn't going away; his mother is drunk and crying in a chair next to him. He wonders if his dad would be able to wipe her tears.