I'm working on the third chapter of "Four friends, an evil queen and a devil"..
Buuut I got inspiration for this instead. Here you go, my first Kurt drabble.
This is a bit AU even though it is really similar to "canon-Glee".
It's pretty much only angsty Kurt and some Mollie.
I don't know if I'm that good at writing angst, but on the other hand I don't think I'm especially good at writing at all x)
Warnings: Angst + language
Disclaimer: Glee and its characters belong to Ryan Murphy and Fox
The rain poured down the sky as Kurt ran across the corridor and passed the doorway. He pushed the door open, ignoring the shouts of his name coming from inside. He hadn't cried in two years, not since that day when everything fell apart. He had worn a mask during all this time, never letting anyone see all the pain inside of him. 'Practice makes perfect', he'd learned to bottle up his feeling without anyone noticing. The only thing that kept him from going to pieces was Tina. Once in a while he poured his heart out to her, but now she had left him too. Just like everyone else in his life had.
His mobile vibrated. From Finn;
"What's wrong? Why did u storm out? Stop being such a drama queen."
By now he was standing on the bridge. It was made of red-painted steel and made a pass over the river. The railing of the bridge was cold and covered with engravings made of ink. A worn one read "4-ever Jack & Jill", and there were a dozen similar ones. Then there were the ones saying "God hates fags" and other hateful messages. Padlocks were hanging on the rail and on the bottle of the river keys were resting. Kurt didn't have to search long until he found the rusty one that said;
"The ones that love us never really leave us. You can always find them in here - "
He closed his eyes and rewinded time.
"Honey there is something I have to tell you and I need you to listen to me, can you do that?", Mollie said fondly to her son.
"Okay mummy", the 8-year-old boy answered and pulled his focus from the water flooding under the bridge.
"I might not always be here for you when you get a bit older, but I need you to know that I will always be here", she said and pressed her palm against his tiny chest.
"But why can't you stay with me mummy? I don't want you to leave me", Kurt said with a heartbroken look on his face.
"I know sweetie, I don't want to leave you either. But you will have your dad and I will always stay in your heart even if it feels like I'm not here", Mollie said as she forced herself not to cry in front of her son.
She pulled up the padlock from her pocket and told him about its purpose. Kurt threw the key in the water and watched it disappear. It was the first lock to be hung on the bridge.
He had stopped believing in God a long time ago, but he could always feel his mother's presence on this bridge. He missed her everyday, as well as he missed his father. He honestly had no idea how he had managed to get up from bed during the last two years, but he had inherited his parents strength. But now he was wondering if it had reached its limit.
For the first time in two years, a tear slipped from his eye and he let himself cry.
I'm sorry if its poorly written, it's midnight here and I didn't really do my best with proof-reading this...
