Title: Change It And Then Save It
Chapter: CH 1- Home
Author: thereoncewasaginger (Tumblr is also thereoncewasaginger)
Rating: Eventual M(chapter rated T for Warning)
Warnings: Attempted Suicide
Characters: Dave K., Kurt H., mention of Blaine A.
Genre: Romance, Drama, Fantasy, sci-fi
Summary: AU, Dave attempts suicide but ultimately fails. When he wakes up, he finds out things aren't what they were. Dave finds that he has the perfect life, his dream life. Later he finds out he is what is called a 'Job', or someone who gets second chances. He is whisked away from his dream life, and told he has a second chance at earning it. Of course, he's going to have some help from a friend to do this, but he'll never admit that.
A/N: Hello there! I'm thereoncewasaginger! I was previously on here as someone else, but honestly I can't remember the account details. I honestly have no clue how this really came to me, I guess its just a plot bunny that's my been bothering me for a while. And the fact that, like David, I wish I had a second chance too. 'Job' will be explained later when it comes to it. Clear Lake Regional Medical Center is in Webster, Texas. I currently do not have a beta(I had one, but her and I aren't talking at the moment..) so all mistakes are mine. This chapter is pretty short unfortunately. As I get into the story it should be getting longer. Also, until recently I have been writing in third person point of view, so i haven't actually caught all my POV shifts yet, but i'm fixing that.
Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or the name of the Hospital, just the characters that I created.
Just one chance, one chance that could fix everything, end everything would be over. My misery could be easily ended; I won't have to deal with this anymore. I won't have to be alone. I won't have to deal with the pain of not being alone. It could just end now, and I won't have to worry about it anymore. All the pain could just go away. My mind was numb, that's probably the best thing at the moment. I let myself look nice, that was the least I could do. Necktie, a nice button up shirt, appropriate pants, even the best shoes I had, all went into my outfit. Maybe it would make a statement? I don't really know what kind of statement it could make, but maybe, just maybe, people would think, 'Oh so there was something in David that was beautiful.' Right, even that wouldn't be true.
I bite my lip, staring at the banister in my closet. Just a few more moments. A few more moments till it's all over. I should text him, remind him that I love him, would always love him, even when I'm gone. But I don't touch my phone. Why should I? I've been trying to reach him for so long, but it's all just been ignored. He doesn't care about me; he'll never care about me, not in that way. Not in the way I want him to. He has the perfect boyfriend, one he loves, and one that loves him, why would there even be any chance for me, especially after what I did to him? I close my eyes. "It'll be over soon. You won't have to deal with the pain, the agony, the torture." I say out loud. Maybe this was all childish, wanting to die. I had done so much to Kurt, so much that should have made him want to die, but he was strong. I'm not strong, not like him.
My head felt heavy, but I knew it was propped up. Where was I? Instant memories started flooding back, and I realized that if I was awake, I really had failed. "Dr. Karofsky!" a high pitched female voice squealed. Dr. Karofsky? What? Okay, so something was up. My eyes fluttered opened just as the person left the room. I groaned, what on earth is going on? The only thing that I could really think about was the fact I had failed. I had failed my attempt and was in the hospital. What if that was a good thing though? Surely there had to be a good reason I was still alive. As for the doctor part, there was probably just a doctor here at the hospital with the same name as it was probably just a coincidence.
"Are we going to see daddy?" a little girl said loudly, from the hall. Dave smiled. Cute. Just by the voice, the girl sounded adorable. Whoever the daddy was must be so lucky. Maybe, if I could get over all of this, I could be happy like that. I could be happily married with kids.
"Yes Alis, we're going to see Daddy." A somewhat high pitch male voice said. I blinked. The voice oddly and somewhat disturbingly sounded a lot like Kurt, but that couldn't be possible, unless, of course, Kurt had a younger sister that he never told anyone about.
"Do you think he is okay now, Dad?" This came from a boys voice. The voice was somewhat high pitch, much like Kurt's voice freshman year, but I could tell it was much older the first voice I heard. Okay, what the hell was going on? I sighed. Whatever, they weren't coming for me so who cared. I closed his eyes, taking in a deep breath, somewhat frustrated. The only people that were going to come see me was shrinks and his parents. I am sure once my mom realized I was awake, I would get the emotional talk first, then the talk about how being gay was just a sickness or a phase and that I would be back to normal soon.
"Jamie, weren't you listening to the nurse? She said he woke up." The man said, somewhat impatiently. I could hear a small sigh come out. I glanced towards the door, noticing shadows outside my door. I guess I was going to get visitors. I braced myself, figuring that the 'being gay is bad' speech was going to hit me in a few moments.
"Dr. Karofsky, your family is here to see you." The same high pitch lady from before said. My head jerked over to her. She was definitely talking to me; there was no doubt about that. Okay, maybe this was a weird dream, but I could go with it. 'Showtime' I nodded quickly, curious to see what 'family' was defined as. First two girls ran in, both yelling 'Daddy', then they were followed by a boy who looked utterly concerned, and then, there he was. It had been Kurt. I stared blankly at the family. What on earth? The lady smiled at me. "Well, I'll just leave you five to yourselves then." The women smiled, then turned back out into the hallway. It didn't take long for the two girls to make their moves.
"Daddy!" the two girls, obviously twins, said cheerfully, pushing themselves onto my bed. I gave them a weak smile, trying to not show that I was completely and utterly confused. They were expecting their daddy to welcome them with warm hugs, but I don't know if I could offer that. The boy stared at me, eyes just studying me. He looked tall, and to my amusement, just like Kurt, exactly like Kurt. Kurt shook his head.
"Alis, Anna, get off your dad, you two are probably hurting him." The older looking Kurt ordered. The two girls gave a sigh, and then climbed off my bed. "I'm so sorry Dave. They just really wanted to come in and see you today, and then Aimiee said that you were awake and they got super excited. Well I got super excited too." He apologized. I shook my head.
"It's, er, fine. I don't mind. I'm glad you were coming to see me, and that I woke up." I mumbled. Kurt gave a small smile. I glanced at the kids then back at Kurt. "Um, Kurt…Can I talk to you alone?" I asked. Kurt nodded, glancing at the boy.
"Jamie, can you take your sisters to the coffee shop? Ask Melody if she doesn't mind watching you for a little bit. Tell her that I need to talk to Dad alone." Kurt ordered. The boy, Jamie, nodded and took hands with the two girls. The door closed, and then Kurt's head turned back to me. "What's up?" he asked, sitting down on my bed. I shrugged.
"I'm confused Kurt. Utterly Confused. What happened?" I asked. Kurt stared at me, eyes wide, but then relaxed a little.
"You were on your way home from work early, because it was Jamie's birthday. Some idiot was texting while driving, and they ran a red light while going over the speed limit, hitting you in the process. Both of you survived but it was pretty bad Dave, really bad. I was so scared, I couldn't imagine what I would do if I lost you." He said, body shaking. I felt the overwhelming urge to lean over and hug him, to comfort him and tell him it was all right. But it wasn't. I had no clue what was going on. This couldn't be possible, not at all. I took a deep breath.
"Kurt…I don't know what is going on. I don't even know who those kids are, I don't understand why they keep calling me 'Dr. Karofsky'. I don't even know why you are here. If anything you should be with Blaine or something. I don't know, but I don't know why you would be here with me." I moaned, head spinning. Kurt just stared, wide eyed, not sure what to say apparently.
"David? What's going on? A-a-are you j-j-joking with me?" Kurt stuttered, looking as if he was going to cry. I shook my head.
"I wouldn't joke with you, Kurt. One minute, I was in my bedroom… trying to commit suicide, the next I was just floating in darkness, and then I woke up here. I don't know what is going on. I mean I'm relieved that I lived, now that I think about it, committing suicide is a horrible idea and I shouldn't of even tried because I didn't think about how that could affect people. Then again, no one would really miss me, except my parents, and maybe even you, but you had Blaine, so you probably wouldn't miss me much." I rambled.
"David. We've been married for twenty years, right after high school. We started a family fifteen years ago. You work here in Clear Lake Regional Medical Center." Kurt said nervously. My jaw dropped. "It…it must be memory loss..." he sniffed, standing up. My head was still spinning, but I felt happy, so incredibly happy. This was my future? It must be a future. Or else maybe it was just an amazing dream. Whatever it was, it felt good, it felt amazing, it felt perfect. I gave a small smile to Kurt.
"It sounds perfect. Just what I was hoping for…" I sighed, tears starting to well. "You rejected me, I was tortured at school, it was horrible. I don't know how you managed to survive me. I couldn't even handle a week of it. But now, here I am, a doctor married to a person I know I love very much, with what looks like three adorable children." I breathed out, relieved. I figure I can go with what he was saying, it was better than I knew. Kurt gave a sigh of relief. "So, any idea when I can go home?" I asked. Kurt smirked.
"You're the doctor, what do you think?" he teased. I rolled my eyes, giving Kurt what I hoped was a super annoyed look. "I'll go talk to Aimiee, I'm sure that Ella will let you go soon. Especially if you can prove to her that you are okay. I have a feeling you might not be able to go home for a bit because of memory loss, but there is a possibility Ella will let me take you anyways." He grinned, and then leaned over to give me a quick kiss on the forehead. "I love you David Karofsky." He whispered, and then walked out of the room.
"I love you too." I murmured. A husband, kids, being a doctor, that was my future. My future. My future wasn't a coffin, buried under the dirt, rotting away. My future was Kurt.