"Kurt, I'm so sorry!" Finn sobbed.
"No! You're lying!" Kurt said with the tears streaming down his face.
"Why would you joke about something like this, Finn! He's fine!"
Finn shook his head.
"No, little brother, he's dead. A drunk driver hit him."
Kurt collapsed to the floor, sobbing. Finn quickly ran over to him and huddled him up in his arms.
"You're lying, Finn!" Kurt screamed, punching his brother.
"He's fine! He's-" Kurt couldn't take it anymore he was sobbing too much.
Kurt closed himself off from the world. He ignored all the sympathetic texts and messages, he even chucked his phone at the wall because the texts were constant.
He only needed to talk to that one person and he just wished he had said something more personal.
A week has passed, Kurt and Finn stood in front of the grave.
"You ready to go now?" Finn asked.
Kurt shook his head.
"No."
Finn nodded, understanding Kurt needed times.
"Alright. I'll wait in the car." Finn said walking away.
Kurt nodded. He knelt in front of the grave staring at the head stone.
A small slight smile made it's way to Kurt's lips.
"You had the goodbye you always asked for." He said to the grave.
"I miss you so much. I'm sorry we had that fight, I was childish and I want you to know, I regret it so much."
Kurt looked up to the sky then back down to the grave.
"Rest in peace, Blaine, the love of my life, my fiancé, my soul mate. I'll never forget you."
Kurt got to his feet, but not before blowing a kiss to the grave.
"Goodbye Blaine. I love you."