Hey! Here's chapter two. Hope you like it. And don't cry too much. Tell me what you think.
Disclaimer: I don't own glee. Nor do I own Sarah McLachlan's "Song for my father".
The night before Burt's funeral was to take place Kurt find himself, once again in his parents' bed, unable to sleep. His mother's perfume and his father's shirt aren't enough tonight. He tosses and turns until the sun breaks over the horizon. The viewing starts this morning at 10 and will go for about an hour and a half. Following that, they travel to the cemetery and lay Burt next to his wife.
When the clock hits six a.m. Kurt gives up on sleep and gets up. He makes his way down to his basement. He let Carole sleep in his bed since he'd been sleeping in his parents'. So, he gathers his beauty products and clothes as quietly as possible and returns up to his parent's bathroom. The shower he takes is long and warm, to better relax him. He spends extra time on his moisturizing routine to try and rid his face of the red, puffy eyes and the bags underneath them. His products help some but he puts make up on to make his face look the best it could. He chooses a matte dress shirt with a slightly shimmery vest on top and simple, fitted dress pants; all in black. Lastly, he goes to work on his hair.
When he finally deems himself presentable it's almost nine, they need to leave soon. But first, Kurt goes to his mother's dresser and rifles around for the half-full bottle of her perfume he knows is in there. He spritzes himself with it, then puts it back. He also grabs his dad's favorite baseball cap and takes it with him.
Sometime in the hours he'd spent making himself presentable Carole and Finn had woken up. They had gotten themselves ready in the same time he had. They are waiting for him to be ready so they can go. They have to leave early to go to the elderly home and pick up Kurt's grandpa. They four of them pull through a McDonalds for breakfast. Only Finn is able to finish the food he'd gotten.
They arrive at the funeral parlor a few minutes early. The casket containing Burt already set up in the front of the room. It is just the four of them; they take this time to look upon their fallen family member without interruption. At least until the mortuary's funeral organizer enters. Then Carole speaks with him, Finn follows his mother like a puppy and Hubert, with his old joints, has to sit down. Kurt alone remains gazing at his father.
All he has to say about the scene was that his dad doesn't look like himself in a nice suit and with make up on. Kurt clutches the worn hat in his hands, he'd brought it as comfort for himself, but he knew now that it had a greater purpose. Carefully he slips the hat on his father's head, where it belonged. It helps him look just a bit more like himself.
Kurt keeps on standing there until more people start showing up. Burt's friends, the guys from the tire-shop, even some of their most regular customers. Mr. Schuster and Ms. Pillsbury come around, as well as all the New Directions. Each and every one of them approach Kurt, weather he was standing by the casket or sitting in a chair next to his grandpa, to express their condolences to him.
Mercedes and Quinn are the first two to show up of Kurt's friends. Each pull him into a big hug. Puck, surprisingly shows up fairly early in as well. Followed by Santana and Brittany. The blonde quickly jumps towards Kurt to pull him into a tight hug and kisses his cheek. "I'm sorry about your Daddy, Kurtie."
"Thanks Boo." He whispers.
"It's super sad he had to go to the angels and leave you."
"Britt." Santana chastises.
As each friend shows up, he is pulled into a seemingly endless number of hugs. They all take seats around him, Brittany even in his lap for a while. Then they start the ceremonial speeches. It was open to anyone who wanted to say something. His grandpa tells stories from Burt's childhood. "…He took to things whole heartedly. Loved with all he had. He was the best son I could ask for."
Carole talks about how much she loved him. "...Burt saved me. We fully believed we were going to get married one day. It breaks my heart that that future was taken from us…"
Finn got up as well. "I don't remember my dad. For most my life I didn't have any idea of what it was to have one. Until my mom started dating Burt…"
Enzo, Burt's best friend, got up to talk as well. A few other people who were very close to him. Kurt was the last to go. He stood in front of everyone, unsure of himself. "I- I don't know what to say about him. He's my dad, the most important person in my life. Our relationship was sacred. My mom died when I was eight and he was the only reason I got through it. And now he's gone. And I don't know what to do now. How-w…" he sniffs blinking back the tears. "There's nothing I can say about what I'm feeling. So, I'm gonna sing about it."
The music he'd asked for earlier begins to playthrough the room.
"How I wish that I could tell you
It's to you that I would run.
You were the place that I could always rest my head
When my world had come undone.
cause I've been wrestling with my demons;
They're telling me I have no choice.
How I wish that I could lean upon you now
Amidst the chaos and the noise.
Your light buried the dark
A constant unwavering heart.
You were the well to cool my fury
Deep and calm your waters feel.
Your quiet words a salve to soothe my wayward soul.
It was there I learned to heal.
Your light buried the dark
A constant unwavering heart.
Oh, I hope that you can hear me.
Through the ravages of time.
You have carried me through more than you could know;
I still feel your hand in mine.
Your light buried the dark
A constant unwavering heart.
Your light buried the dark
A constant unwavering heart."
His voice cracks a couple times in the song. Tears are pouring down his face. He rushes down to take his seat with his family and friends again.
The entire group then moves out to their cars. A few people who are not as close to the Hummels go home; but the rest are going to the cemetery to bury Burt. Kurt and his grandpa make their way towards Carole's car with the Hudson's. They are met going out the door by Kurt's Aunt Laurette and her husband Vincent Cote. "Hi. Sorry we're late traffic." She explains.
To say Laurette is estranged from her family is an understatement. Since she married Vincent, she hasn't ever come around. Kurt had never even really met her. Every few Christmases she might call to say a quick hello, but never any other contact. They lived in Columbus, only about two hours away; if she actually cared about her brother's death or being there for her only other living family she could have been here the day he died. Still she is Burt's sister so Hubert greets her kindly, informing her that they are heading out to the cemetery. If it was up to Kurt he would have told her to get lost; he doesn't know her, she doesn't know him or his dad, she has no reason to be here.
He flinches when she pinched his cheeks. "Oh, look at you. I haven't seen you since you were just a little baby." She looks at him with a bright smile. He just looks at her like she was crazy. As far as he knows she is. He just says they need to go to the cemetery and walks away, out the door and into Carole's car.
Kurt avoids his aunt during the burial. It isn't hard as he doesn't say much to anyone. He stands alone, mentally cursing the bright sun, it's insulting the loss of his dad. The whole word should be dark and miserable like he is.
Watching his father's body be lowered into the hole in the ground gives Kurt deja vou to half his life ago when he stood in the same place he was now and watched his mother's body be lowered into her own grave. Their shared headstone is complete now. Seeing both names with dates there now brings a word to his mind he hadn't thought of yet. Orphan. He is an orphan. His heart stops, he stops breathing, everything just freezes up.
People are looking at him expectantly. He's supposed to pour a handful of dirt onto the casket now. But he can't. It's far too real now. It's over; completely over. He can't move at all. If he could he would run as far from this place as he could. But he's still frozen. His head starts spinning. Between his irregular breath and locked knees, it takes almost no time for him to fall over in a dead faint.