Bad Things Like This
Rachel Berry was sitting in her living room in New York wrapped in a warm, soft blanket. She was watching Funny Girl, her favorite movie. She had just recently auditioned for it on Broadway and did, in fact, get the main part. Her roommates, Kurt Hummel and Santana Lopez, weren't home yet so she was free to do whatever she wanted. Just then she heard her IPhone ring. She picked it up and answered it, not looking at who called.
"Hello?" Rachel answered.
"Rachel? It's me, Carole." Carole was Finn Hudson's mom and Kurt's step-mom. She didn't sound okay. Actually, she was crying. Her face was red from sobbing a while.
"Oh, hey! What's up? What's wrong? Why'd you call me?" Rachel asked. First shocked then concerned.
"Well. I don't know how to say this but... Finn... Finn's dead!" She cried harder. All Rachel did was sit there in shock. She could feel her eyes fill with tears as she listened to Carole sob in her ear. Just as Rachel had tears running down her face, her close friends and roommates walked through the door. Kurt and Santana exchanged glances as they saw their friend stare into space with tears rolling down from her eyes. Kurt walked over to Rachel and comforted her, Santana doing the same.
"Hey. What's wrong? You okay?" Kurt said in a sweet yet soft voice. Rachel hung up with his step-mom and told them what had happened. They both had the same reaction Rachel did when she found out.
"The funeral's going to be on Saturday. It's Thursday. Maybe we should pack a few things and go back to Lima today." Rachel planned. Everyone nodded in agreement.
The Glee students all gathered in the choir room. Mr. Shue had said something about "breaking news". Nobody except for Rachel, Kurt, and Santana knew about Finn. And that's exactly what the breaking news was. He had told everyone what Carole told Rachel: Finn's dead. Everyone gasped in shock and horror mixed together. He also told them that he wants everyone to attend the funeral, it's what Finn would've wanted.
"I brought in 7 special guests to pick out a song to sing. Puck, Quinn, Mercedes, Mike, Santana, Rachel and Kurt. Now, get in one big circle and try and agree on a song to sing." They did what he said and tried agreeing on something. The room was filled with disagreement. But then Kurt thought of an idea. He tried getting their attention and finally did when he put his fingers in his mouth and whistled. You could hear Puck saying "How does he do that?".
"I have an idea. How about we sing a song that he already sung. Like I'll Stand By You by the Pretenders. I can play the piano, Artie can play the guitar, and everyone sing. Sound good?" Kurt assigned. Everyone murmured and nodded.