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Author Note: Well, like I promised… I have updated as I did get reviews! Anyway… For my reviewers, I have made it longer. This is my longest ever chapter I have written so please, I will try make them longer but don't hold me to it! Rate and review please and just so you guys know, I cried writing this chapter, so you might cry reading it.
Tragedy Strikes
One of the footballers that was deprived of the fun of throwing the gay teen into the dumpster that morning, had been sitting in wait for him, his van engine rumbling. He revved up and took a sharp turn, speeding down the school parking lot. Within seconds he had reached his target and he sat backwards, ready for the impact. A loud thud resounded in the car and he knew he had achieved his goal. He took one look in the mirror to check and drove of satisfied when he saw a small body lying on the floor.
The object that had collided with the side of his body was huge. Kurt felt the full force of the speeding car and as he flew into the air, he already felt numb. He hoped it would lessen the impact but he still felt himself hit the floor and he heard the screams as his head banged hard into the road. The only thing he could feel was the warm liquid oozing out of his head. His whole body ached but nothing ached more then the feeling of his body giving up.
Although he could still see, his vision was blurred and every time he tried to look up, his eyes rolled back down and all he saw was the pavement and a pool of his own blood. This told him he was laying on his side. He could see feet and legs but they didn't tell him who was there and no matter how hard he tried to listen, he couldn't hear anything.
He felt a hand on his side as his body rolled over. The blinding light told him he was on his back and was facing the sky. His left arm was dropped to one side and someone was clutching hold of his hand, whilst his right hand was rested over his chest. Suddenly, all his thoughts cleared his mind and he mustered enough energy to say a few words, "Tell dad" he breathed, "I love him and I hope he is proud, even though he won't see the solo". He heard a sob coming from an unknown person and then everything went cold. His right hand slipped from his body and everything went black.
Will was holding Kurt as he spoke and he made sure to remember everything word for word. He sobbed loudly but suddenly he panicked. Kurt was starting to feel cold and his right arm had fallen. Will placed his ear close to Kurt's mouth, listening for any sign of breath but none came. He placed his fingers to Kurt's neck, feeling for any pulse, but still none came. He let go of Kurt and stood up, turning to the onlookers, most with tears rushing their face. He took a deep breath, ran his sleeve over his own eyes and shook his head, "He's gone" he said quietly. He took a deep breath and added, "Kurt is… Kurt is dead".
The parking lot was silent when the ambulance arrived. Everyone was still there, but nobody knew what to say. Mercedes was on her knees by Kurt's small broken body, begging for him to wake up. Tina was sat down beside Artie, her head rested in his lap and he was stroking her hair, wiping his own tears from under his glasses. Will was now stood beside Emma, their hands squeezed together, using their free hands to wipe the constant tear flows running down both their cheeks. Rachel was wrapped in Finn's arms, his sobbing too real to be fake. Finn's head was rested on hers and his tears were falling steadily down, dripping onto her hair. Quinn was stood with Puck, his arm around her waist. He was looking down, but anyone who looked closely enough could see the tears splashing to the floor.
The ambulance driver, a local girl named Stacie, knew all the kids and the scene was breaking her heart. She only had to look around to know who was missing and who she would be placing in a body bag, when she could get Mercedes to move. Stacie lived near Kurt and she had grown up asking his dad for sugar or milk. She even had her car serviced by Burt Hummel. She walked over to the broken body and gently moved Mercedes away, calling for her colleague to come and help. The male driver saw that the scene was troubling Stacie and he took over, allowing her to go back to the vehicle. When she got in, she closed her eyes, the tears staying locked behind her eyelids.
Kurt's body was removed from the scene by the time the police arrived. Anybody who was in the parking lot when Kurt was mowed down, was asked to go back into the school. Will had already called Burt and asked for him to come to the school as the police needed to speak to him. The Glee kids were gathered in the practise room when an officer approached them, "As you all know, Kurt Hummel has just been killed. We urge anyone who know anything to come forward and give information. If you don't want to say it in a group, please speak with your teacher and they will contact us". Everyone looked around, looking for signs that someone knew something, but no one was actually looking at the officer. They either had their heads buried into someone or they were staring at the floor. Mercedes had picked up Kurt's bag and was crying into the fabric.
When Burt Hummel arrived at the school, he saw 3 police cars, a bunch of student cars, including Kurt's and 2 police officers stood at the door. He walked towards them but stopped as he saw a pool of blood on the ground. He took a deep breath and hoped that it didn't belong to his only son. As he entered the school, he followed the officers directions to the practise room and walked in cautiously. He looked on the bleachers and saw that everyone was crying, except Kurt, who wasn't there. He took a deep breath and watched as Will walked towards him, "Mr Hummel, I'm so sorry". Burt's breath caught in his throat as that wasn't the greeting he had been hoping for, "What happened?" he asked, his tone trying to stay calm. Will wiped his eyes, tears building up again and shook his head, "He's dead… Your son's dead". Burt's breathing quickened and he looked at Kurt's friends faces for any sign of a sick practical joke, but deep down he already knew it wasn't. Will placed his hand on Burt's arm, but it was instantly shrugged off as the saddened father walked out the door.
Burt walked around a few corners once he had left the room. How could this have happened to him? Was he that much of a bad person he had to have both the people he loved taken away from him? First his beautiful wife and the love of his life. Now, his only son. The son he had always wanted to tell so much too, but had never mustered the courage. Deep down, he always knew that Kurt was different and he knew that the people at this place bullied him, but he never thought it would be this bad. He looked down to his feet, staring as a tear dropped from his cheek and hit the cream suede of his Timberlands.
Will had followed the distraught father and quietly walked towards his perch. He took a deep breath and sighed, "Kurt told me to tell you he loved you" he said, leaning against the wall opposite Burt and staring at him. Burt looked up and nodded, at a loss for words. Will continued, "He also told me to tell you he got the lead in the new Glee song we discussed today", Will had slid down the wall so he was sitting and had rested his head on his hands, "He said he hopes you are proud of him, even though you won't see your solo". Burt sighed and held his head, "I do love him, I always did, even when I found out he was gay. You don't know hard it was to adjust, to understand why Kurt wanted to be that way. I tried everyday to tell how proud I was and how much I loved him, but every time, it got stuck in my throat and it never got said. I'm never going to get the chance to say it now". And, for the first time in 10 years, Burt Hummel cried…