A/N: This is another AU completely independent from Kicked Out.
Story: Kurt is attacked by Karofsky+his groupies, but they go too far and end up killing him. Here's the thing: No one has any proof it was them. Kurt was found in an alleyway, but by the time he reached the hospital he had died. ND (and a few Warblers) wrote a letter to him and Blaine kept it in his room. Read to find out more! Enjoy my twisted mind!
Chapter 1: Letter
Blaine opened his eyes in his dark bedroom, looking over at his clock. 5:57. Beat'cha, he thought towards his alarm. Instinctively, he reached for the letter he kept in his dresser. The glee club (and a few Warblers) had written it after Kurt died. It was full of "I miss you"s and "I love you"s, along with some random things they thought he should know.
He felt the paper in his hand, but it was different somehow. Too big. He pulled out of the drawer it was in and, somehow, the small envelope the three pages had been in was now a full size one, with something inside.
The large envelope was addressed "Blaine" in a simple handwriting, but Blaine recognized it. Kurt had written the word.
He ripped it open to reveal a smaller envelope with a sticky note on it:
Wait until Glee practise to open this. Show everyone. -K
Blaine gaped at the note. It was Kurt's handwriting again.
Kurt was back.
"Okay, who wants to got first?" Mr. Shuester asked the glee club at the end of the day. Blaine's hand shot straight up.
"Mr. Shue, this is kind of important," he rushed. The teacher complied, giving the boy the room's attention.
"You guys remember the letter we wrote, right?" The club nodded.
"Well, I kept it in a drawer beside my bed. This morning, I found this," he held up the now-creased envelope in one hand, "in its place. I haven't opened it yet, but it was addressed in Kurt's handwriting."
The room gasped in synchronization, looking at each other then back at Blaine.
"I think I'll leave you guys to yourselves for now, as I know nothing about any letter," Mr. Shue excused himself.
Blaine opened the letter and read it out loud.
Dear Everyone,
I miss you guys, too! I just wish I could have told you how much I loved you before I ended up here. The Court says I shouldn't bother writing you back. I could just go see you. But then you wouldn't be able to keep a memoir of it, and it could only be for one of you. But I have managed to negotiate with them to have it be one time, for all of you.
Blaine read ahead while the others whispered to each other. His eyes widened at the next two paragraphs. "Guys! Listen up!"
I will be "visiting" on the day before Christmas Eve. Meet me with the Warblers (not all of them, just Wes, David, Nick and Jeff) and my parents in the Choir room at 5:00PM, but do NOT bring anyone else. If there are too many people, it won't work. There is one person who absolutely HAS to be there, though.
The job I was given when I got here was to be a Guardian. Since I was so close with him on Earth, I was assigned as Blaine's Guardian. He's the only person that'll see me after the "party." Since I have to follow him around everywhere, I can only be there if he is. Get it?
More whispers and a few "Oh my God"s were heard and Blaine raised his head from where it was hidden behind the page. Everyone was looking at him. He swallowed and cleared his throat.
Puck, Jean says "hi" back, and my mom says she's going to lecture you as soon as you get up here. You were right about Karofsky, though. He's going straight downstairs.
The group laughed and Puck fist-bumped the closest person he could—Mike. Quinn shot a questioning look at him but turned back to Blaine. He continued reading.
'Cedes, I give you full permission to raid my collection of fashion magazines that are under my bed. Do your worst.
"Thanks, Kurt, wherever you are right now," the girl in question giggled.
Blaine, I need to show you something when I see you. I'll do a "big reveal," so you don't see me before anyone else. I need you to remember to not freak out at what I show you. You can't tell anyone what it is, either.
Blaine read that paragraph a bit quieter than the others. The front row—Santana, Brittany, Artie, and Finn—were the only ones who heard. Blaine quickly regained his original volume and read the next few lines.
Finn, I really do consider you as my brother still, even though we aren't related at all.
Before you ask, yes Brit, I do have wings. They are very pretty and look like a very faded rainbow. I'll show you when I see you.
Brittany smiled and grabbed Santana's and Artie's hands. They were startled, but Santana grabbed Finn's hand and pulled him closer to the mini-huddle. Rachel glared at her from where she was sitting behind them, but Santana just sighed and said, "Oh, get in here, dwarf." Rachel raised an eyebrow but came down and sat in Finn's lap.
Alright, I think I've rambled enough. I'll see you in a few weeks!
Love,
Kurt
Blaine finished the letter and stuffed it in his pocket with a small smile on his face. The glee club all stood up and engulfed him in an enormous group hug. Blaine ended up being pushed into Artie's lap so he could hug the boy properly, so everyone else got on their knees and hugged them.
"Hey, Blaine?" Rachel asked, looking up from where she was on Finn's back. The boy in question looked at her. "Can I see that letter?"
"Uh, sure." He fished in his pocket for the letter, handing it to her once he found it. She looked at the page and a tear ran down her cheek.
"The entire thing is in Kurt's handwriting. This is amazing. I—Oh. My. God. Kurt!" The brunette jumped off of her boyfriend's back and stood up. She looked towards the door to Mr. Shuester's office, and there he was.
"Hi,"
A/N: And there you have it. I'm no good at writing violent stuff, so no, I won't write what happened. Feel free to make up your own version of the "attack." If you want to know what I mean with half of this stuff, PM me and I'll try to explain it. Try.
I will update this, though it won't be as consistant as KO updates. It'll be on an "as I finish the chapter" basis. (Word count-1008)