Finn sat in his room, his television on but he wasn't watching. His eyes were aimed out his window. He had spent a lot of his time looking out windows in the past two months. He wasn't expecting someone to come into view, but he always had that hope in the back of his mind.
A week after school ended, Kurt was kidnapped. No one knew what happened except that he had gone to the mall with Mercedes, and when the left, she ran back in for a bag, he stayed outside. When she returned, Kurt was nowhere to be seen.
Burt took it the hardest. When he found out, he went into a rage, and ended up punching through a wall before Finn could get a hold of him. That was the first time Finn ever saw Burt cry and it was a terrifying sight. He couldn't explain it, but when he saw Burt break down, it scared him. Burt was the man of the house, and he crumpled.
The police did everything they could do. They put out flyers, Kurt's picture was on the news, and even offered a reward for anyone who knew anything. Even with everything, no one came forward.
It had been two months now, and while he was no longer big news, Kurt's disappearance was still noticeable around the house. Carole always set out a plate for him. Burt stopped coming upstairs so he wouldn't have to see his son's room. Life was anything but normal.
Finn grabbed his phone and called Puck.
"Hey man, you got a moment?" Finn asked. Ever since Kurt's kidnapping, Finn had started to call Puck more and more, just for the support.
"Sure bro, what is it?" Puck replied.
"Want to come over and stay the night? I really don't want to be home alone right now." Finn sighed honestly. Both Burt and Carole had immersed themselves in their work, so neither was home during the day.
"Of course, I will be over in just a moment."
There was a click of the phone as Puck hung up. Finn went down the stairs and sat on the couch, his xbox already set up in the living room. He placed his Call of Duty game in the console and started it, killing zombies before Puck showed up.
In almost no time at all, the door open. Puck walked in with a bag in his hand, grinning at Finn. It was a grin that Finn knew too well: I have trouble.
"What's in the bag," Finn asked the mischievous teen.
"Man, you have been in a slump since…" Puck stopped talking when he saw the expression on Finn's face. It was one of loss and sadness. He opened the back and pulled out two clear bottles. "So I got us some Vodka."
They both sat down and started playing, using the video game as an excuse to drink. "Every time you die, you drink," Puck commanded, before standing on his own grenade. Finn laughed as the boy took the excuse to drink.
Before either of them could get a high killstreak, they were both drunk. Finn put the controller down because he couldn't even aim straight. Puck seemed to be holding his own a lot better than Finn, but it was obvious that they both had had enough.
Finn stood up, his arms extended for balance. "Hey um Puck. I gotta piss," He stuttered as he went to the bathroom. He shut the door and unzipped his pants, his head back as he released what felt like the best piss of his life. He barely heard a door open but didn't think about it until Puck called him.
"Finn, you need to get in here," Puck yelled, sounding surprisingly sober. Finn sighed as he zipped himself up, not without making a mess on the floor. He opened the door and stumbled out, noticing Puck at the front door, with someone else out of view. Finn got closer and began to notice features: Mud in his hair( It did seem like a guy), a bruised face, his hand held in an uncomfortable position.
It wasn't until Finn got closer that the person came into true focus. The boy was stone faced, showing no emotion. How he had gotten here was beyond either of the boys, but he was here. Finn took a step closer, stuttering from shock than alcohol.
"K-kkurt?" He asked. The boy stood there and Finn knew it was. He took a step forward with his arms open and Kurt fell. He passed out falling towards Finn, and was caught. Finn held the boy for a moment, before turning to Puck.
"Call my mom."