Its not always easier to ask for forgiveness
Prologue
Full summary: After being teased, beaten, and humiliated for years he finally just snaps. Having no friends, an abusive father and a mother who abandoned him he just couldn't take it any more. He came to school with two guns and pockets full of ammo. Without a second thought he began to shoot all who wronged him.
Basically, an OMC (I couldn't see any of the kids in Glee doing this) come and starts a school shooting.
A/N: I loosely based this fic off the season 6 finale of Grey's Anatomy and the song Hero by Superchick.
The chapters in this are not going to be in order of events (kinda like Pulp Fiction) most will be in some random order, there is also a possible sequel and alternate ending. I made this Kurt centric so its kinda, all about him (sorta) I will probably make this 18-20 chapters (maybe more) with a sequal/aftermath and a possible alternet ending.
Takes place after Born This Way episode.
WARNINGS: Major character deaths, school shooting, blood, depression, abuse, bullying and that's all I can think of. If you do not like any of this stuff then I suggest you do not read this, otherwise enjoy or ya know whatever.
Also this is basicly unbetaed (I have an unofficial beta) so sorry for any mistakes ahead of time and please tell me if you find any I can fix, thank you.
Pairings: Klaine, Brittana/Bartie, Furt (brotherly love), Finchel, Chang-Chang, Wemma, Tartie (mostly friendship)
Disclaimer: I own nothing assosiated to glee rights... :P
Prologue
A question that sometimes drives me hazy: am I or are the others crazy?
-Albert Einstien
Today, it had to be today. Everything started this day. It has to be this day. Everything would have been relatively fine if it weren't for this day. This day was the day the torment started. I was never teased at any of my old schools, sure I didn't have many friends but I preferred it that way. People just got in the way. People caused problems. I dont like problems so I stayed away from most people which is good cuz people cause problems. They always cause problems. Andy didn't cause problems. I liked Andy. Andy was nice. He was always nice, even when my dad got mad. He was nice up until the very end. Then he was gone. He never caused problems but now he's gone.
'Only the Good Die Young'. I hate that. Its so unfair. Why do the good always die. They're good, shouldn't the bad die young so they dont cause problems? Problems are bad, problems cause problems and problems are bad so shouldn't they die first? That seems reasonable. Of course reason never works out. Reason never helped anyone. That's why it has to be this day, it has to be this day. Today was when I took out the problems. We dont need problems. Problems are bad. If the problems are gone then everything will be good. Better than good, great. Without problems there would be no bad, without bad there would only be good. The good dont have to die young, at least not this time. This time its the bad. The bad are gonna die young and I'm going to do it. No one else will.
6:23
I have an hour and 7 minutes before school. I have to wait an hour and 7 minutes to fix the bad. I have nothing to do.
Count. I can count. I can count the bullets. Lets see, 5, 10, 15, 22 no 24 in the box. 24 in the box, 15 in the second box and 47 in my pockets. I have 6 pockets. I'm not counting the back pockets in my jeans. Who would put bullets there? No, only my 4 jacket pockets and 2 front pockets. So lets see thats 70 then add the second numbers and you get- uh 4+5 is 9 and 9+7 is uhh, 10,11,12,13,14- oh right one less than if you were adding 10 so 16. and 70+16 is what 86? yeah thats right. I have 86 bullets. Whoa, that seems like a lot. I dont think I can kill 86 problems. Maybe 20, 30 if I'm pushing it and that is pushing it. You know what no, I'm not gonna make light of myself anymore. I can do more than that. I'll kill 45 problems.
See? I can do more than what my father thinks. He thinks me a failure. Oh no I'm more than that, I can do whatever I want. I'll be president if I so choose. Wait, I dont think I could handle that much responsibility. Maybe I could be like a counsel member, yeah I could probably do that. That'll show my dad, too bad he wont be there to see my success. He was a problem and problems are bad.
6:59
I have 31 minutes until school starts. I'll load everything up. 8 steel chains, and 10 padlocks (2 extra just in case) 2 guns, duct tape (you always need duct tape), my Mobile phone jammer (dont want people calling the police before I finish.) the skeleton key I copied from the janitor and lastly an apple, in case I want a snack. Like they say 'an apple a day keeps the doctor away' and I've always hated the doctors.
7:09
That didn't take long. Oh well I'll just walk to school its only a 10 minute walk. That'll give me plenty of time to set up. First I just gotta cover up my dad, dont want to scare the neighbors if they decide to pop by. Our neighbors are nice, Mr and Mrs Callaway. They have a golden retriever who I pet on occasions. His name is Skooter. He's a good dog, he can do tricks but he's kinda old so he doesn't do much anymore. That's OK, I still like him.
7:15
Time to go. Today is the day. This day is it, it can only be this day. I'm gonna start Only the Bad Die Young. They deserve it for what they've done to others. What have we done? We're just breathing, we're just living but according to then thats just not enough reason to treat any of us like human beings. He gets it worst though. So do I, although most people don't even know me. I'm the invisible boy no one looks twice at the invisible boy. No, just the jocks. They throw me in the dumpsters, throw me against the lockers, throw slushies in my face, trip me, make fun of me, beat me up. All for what? Popularity? I don't see the logic in hurting others to win over peoples affection. I guess the jocks don't care for logic or reason. No its only fame and recognition. In 10 years time they're gonna be stuck in the bumfuck town in a dead end job with a wife they cant stand and kids they only pretend to like. Where will I be? I gonna be a counsel member for the President. Who the fucks laughing now. They sure as hell won't be.
7:21
William McKinley High School. My Hell for the past three years. Its gonna be their Hell now. There will be nowhere to run, limited places to hide and I have always liked a challenge. It will be short lived but so worth it to see the fear and humiliation on their stupid faces, to see the life leaving their bodies and I will be the last thing they ever see. Lets see how they like being the victims for once. Welcome to Hell.
A/N: So if you didn't nodice the Prologue is in the point of view of the OC shooter whom you will learn more about later on towards the endish. If you also didnt nodice, he is having a serious mental break and needs professional help. This was so fun to write I had a blast! I absolutely love the crazies. Reviews are love 3
