This is a Tribute to Cory Monteith
Summary: Everyone reacts to death differently. Everyone grieves in their own way. This is my take on how some of the characters will react after hearing the news that their beloved Finn Hudson has died.
A/N: I don't know how they are going to kill Finn off so I'm just using my imagination.
Noah Puckerman pov.
NO. It can't be true. This has got to be some kind of cruel joke. That is what entered my mind as my mom told me the news. My best friend, the coolest, sincerest dude I know was dead. WHAT?
How could this be true, I had just talked to him on the phone yesterday, we had made plans to go to New York next week. He was going to go see Rachel and I was going to hit up the ladies. But now, instead I was going to go to his funeral, God how fucked up does that sound, his funeral? I never thought I would say that. We were going to be like those cool best friends that lived to be 104 by living off of rice. That was supposed to be us.
My mom didn't tell me all of the details, just what Carole had told her, poor Mrs. Hudson I cannot imagine what she is going through right now. Apparently Finn had gone out last night to the store and never came home. She said some drunken asshole ran a red light and smashed into Finn's car.
People say that there are five stages of grief:
1. Denial and Isolation
2. Anger
3. Bargaining
4. Depression
5. Acceptance
I know for a fact that I am in the first stage. I don't feel like talking to anyone and I still cannot believe he is gone. I don't want to believe he is gone. He is, was my best friend, my partner in crime, the first person I told when I had sex. We bonded over everything: sports, girls, and most definitely on what it felt like to grow up without a dad. He was the only one who really understood how I felt without a father figure because he was without one too. He got me. He didn't see me as some delinquent that people just gave up on. He was always there for me, even when I didn't deserve his support. Yeah we fought but we always had our friendship, it was always "bros before hoes" and he will always be the greatest wingman.
Although we were not blood related, Finn Hudson was like a brother to me and he will forever live on in mine and everybody's hearts and memories.
A/N: I know this is kind of out of character for Puck, but no is really themself when they lose a loved one. Let me know what you thought and if you want me to continue with other characters, if so let me know who you want me to do next.