Disclaimer: I don't own Glee, never have, probably never will.

A/N;; This is my first fic here, so please review as harshly as you please, actually, please review, period :)

If some of the words are spelt incorrectly to you, it is because, in Australia, we spell stuff slightly differently. Thanks, Ellie

Tragedy~ Prologue

I took a deep breath. This was right. It was always meant to feel like this. He was always meant to be there beside me, holding my hand, looking at me with those beautiful, intense eyes.

It took forever for me to get here though. So many hiccups along the road, but now it was just me and him. Him and I, I should say, I am an educator, after all.

"Let's get some coffee." His warm breath tickled the side of my neck, and I nodded slowly, the corners of my mouth turning up into a slight smile. "Sounds great," I said quietly, but it was the loudest voice I could manage with him here beside me. I wanted to scream with joy, but he already thought I was freak enough. He intertwined our fingers before stepping out onto the road.

And that's where my life felt like it had ended. Everything I was worth shattered apart before my innocent, brown eyes. Or so I thought at the time.

He was leading my out towards the center of the road, laughing, his eyes never leaving me. Until, that it, we heard a screech. I saw his eyes widen, and he pushed me against the side of the road.

I screamed as the car hit him. I knelt down where he pushed me, tears leaking from my eyes. I crawled over to where he lay, in a pool of his blood, glass all around him. I also saw the driver of the car, looking petrified. His eyes flickered from me to him.

I tried pinching myself, trying to convince myself that it was all a dream, but as the sirens came closer, I knew that I was awake. Very much awake, in fact, and a victim in God's cruel games.

People stepped out of the ambulance and loaded him into the back of it, and, upon seeing me in my current state, eyes clenched shut, my now-wet mascara making crooked lines down my cheeks, they asked if I wanted to travel with him.

I reluctantly shook my head and they sped off in the direction of Lima Hospital. I somehow dragged myself back to the car and turned the key. The ignition started and I followed after the ambulance, almost at the same pace.

My name is Emma Pillsbury, and this is my story.

A/N;; This is just a prologue, so it's not meant to be extremely long. But don't worry, I'll make up for it ;)