A/N: R.I.P Cory Monteith x 3
This is pretty much just because I'm feeling angsty over Cory Monteith's passing away. This is probably gonna be really angsty and upsetting. This is an AU wherein everyone is OOC and lives in Britain. Also its an AU where Kurt and Finn's parents never got together and Finn liked Mercedes whilst Kurt had a crush on him.
Mercedes POV:
A joke, I had thought, a really, really, fucked up, cruel prank. There is no way that this was reality, absolutely no way! Not my baby! Not my precious Finn! Why? Why isn't he here? Surely this is just one big misunderstanding! I mean people get it wrong all the time with pile ups, they could of misidentified him. Yeah, yeah Mercedes that's exactly what happened because what you have just heard is a pile of bullshit! I saw him just the other day, in his shared apartment with Kurt in Birmingham. I haven't moved in yet but I think I will when I'm awake. After all, this can't be real life. This is all just a nightmare, you'll wake up soon Mercedes, you have to. But why? Why do you have to wake up? Other than to see Finn again. There is something pressing that worries you that you really need to check on. What is it? Why can't you remember what it is? Work, you stupid thing! That's what you're there for! I stop slapping my head and remember. Kurt. How could I ever forget you? What is wrong with me? How could I forget you? You were with him 24/7 after you left home? I have to check on you, even if this is a dream -which I'm sure it is- I have to know you're okay.
Kurt POV:
A joke, this has to be an awfully conducted joke. The punchline is so plain and so, so simple yet so very sad and final. "Dead," What a punchline! Of course it can't be true, I saw him two days ago before he went on that trip to see his friends in Bristol. I look at the photograph of his bracelet and I know. Of course its him, that bracelet was custom made when we all got together, the three of us, finally after skirting around it for a very long time. It was his idea, said it would always feel like we were together all the time, that was of course before the tattoos.
"Kurt, relax its just a tattoo," Finn said, I gave him a look "There are so many things wrong with that sentence, Just a tattoo? Just a tattoo?" Mercedes walked in giving us each a kiss on the cheek. "What's going on here?" She asked, an amused look on her face "I was telling Kurt about my tattoo idea," she nodded. "What? You knew about this?" I asked appalled "Yeah, I think its a good idea," she said with a smile. "Not you too!" I whined. "Kurt come on, we're adults now and we've established that we'll be together of the rest of our lives,"
I look at the framed photo of us after our name changing and cry. Big, wails, the wails of a husband losing a husband or a wife losing a husband. I cry and cry until all I can feel are my tears, until I feel tired to the point of unconsciousness but I can still feel the tears. "You said for the rest of our lives!" I yell at the photo "Why'd yours have to be so short? Why did you have to go first? Why couldn't we all go as planned? In each others arms, old age and wrinkles. I would gladly have the wrinkles now for more years with you! Can anyone hear me? I said I would have wrinkles if it brought him back, I would do anything! Please no, please tell me he's still here! Please tell me its a lie, it must be a lie cause I don't want it to be true.
Ring Ring. The phone, who would be ringing? I don't want to talk to anyone except maybe... I look at the caller ID, how could I not consider you? I know I didn't like you in the beginning, you took my man away, but you brought him back, and with you, beautiful, powerful, vibrant you. I answer the phone "Kurt," your voice is so small I can hear your tears as they fall. "Mercedes," I begin to cry again "What do you need?" I ask in a much stronger voice. "You," before the u is out of your mouth I'm grabbing my things and jogging towards your apartment.