When A Heart Breaks
Klaine
T+ (Major character death)
Summary: When Kurt was going home for the weekend, no one expected it to be raining this hard. No one thought that someone as amazing a Kurt would die, either.
AN: Suggested listening: When A Heart Breaks by Ben Rector
"Blaine, I really have to go. My dad is probably on the verge of another heart attack. I really love spending time with you, but I can't have him flip out," Kurt said.
"Fine, Kurt. Please be careful on your way home. It's late, and it's raining. I would kill myself if you got hurt. So be careful?" Blaine hesitated.
"Yes, mother," the taller boy mocked Blaine, "I'll be super careful, just for you."
Blaine wrapped his arms around the feminine brown-haired boy.
"And you need to get some sleep, Mr. Anderson. Wes tells me how late you stay up working."
Blaine threw his head back in laughter.
"Wes is going to die!" he said through chokes of laughter.
The two boys bid farewell, and were off in their separate ways.
Blaine awoke the next morning with sunshine filling his dorm. He layed in bed for a few more minutes, until his iPhone began ringing.
It's 8 in the morning... Who could be calling at this ungodly hour?
The boy noticed that it was an unfamiliar number calling him. He decided to answer it anyway.
"'ello?" Blaine said tiredly.
"Blaine? Is this Blaine?" the other voice said.
Blaine was more awake now. He recognized that voice. And that tone. It was Mr. Hummel. And the last time he heard that tone was when Kurt told him about Karofsky kissing him.
No. Kurt is fine. He's fine.
"Blaine, you might want to sit down," Mr. Hummel said.
Blaine hesitated for the slightest moment, and sat up.
"Mr. Hummel? I'm sitting down. May you please tell me what's going on?" he asked.
"Kurt... Kurt. He's- Kurt's dead."
Blaine sat there, speechless.
"Blaine, will you please come to Lima this afternoon?" the father of his best friend said.
"Yes," Blaine sighed. "Yes, sir. I'll be there by noon."
The brunette boy sat solemnly in the Warbler's practice room. He was mindlessly pressing keys on the piano, until tears took over his body.
"I never got to say a real goodbye. I shouldn't have let you go last night. I shouldn't... I shouldn't. Kurt... I never got to tell you how much I loved you. Hell, I still love you so much it hurts. I thought we'd have more time to work things out, to have a chance being boyfriends. I never... I never believed in God. I should have. Then I would have had some more support, even if it was from a figment of my imagination. Maybe if I believed in him, you wouldn't be dead. And as crazy as this sounds, I think because of all this, I believe in him at the moment. I guess it's because I need someone- something- to be there for me right now," Blaine sighed, tears welling up in his eyes. "So, Kurt Hummel, my Kurt Hummel... I know you would have wanted me to sing about my feelings, even over something as awful as this. It took me forever to find the right one, but I did."
The boy began playing the piano. It was a melancholy melody, but fit the emotions perfectly.
I woke up this morning,
and I heard the news.
I know the pain of a heartbreak.
I don't have answers
And neither do you
I know the pain of a heartbreak
This isn't easy
This isn't clear
And you don't need Jesus
Til you're here
Then confusion and the doubts you had
Up and walk away
They walk away
When a heart breaks
I heard the doctor
But what did he say
I knew I was fine about this time yesterday
I don't need answers
I just need some peace
I just need someone who could help me get some sleep
Who could help me get some sleep
This isn't easy
This isn't clear
And you don't need Jesus
Til you're here
Then confusion and the doubts you had
Up and walk away
They walk away
When a heart breaks
This isn't easy
This isn't clear
And you don't need Jesus
Til you're here
Then confusion and the doubts you had
Up and walk away
They walk away
When a heart breaks...
I hope you enjoyed this! This is my first try at something like this (death story), so please don't murder me for my awful job!