A Gifting Curse: Chapter 9

"Hummel?"

They all stood.

Carol walked forward, toward the doctor.

"Yes?"

"Your husband is in a coma. We don't now exactly when he will wake up. It could take days, even weeks. We are not one hundred percent certain."

"Can we see him." Kurt said in a small voice.

"You may. But only his family." Kurt let go of both Puck and Blaine, and walked towards the room. He opened the door, breathing in deep.


"You love Kurt." It wasn't a question.

"Wh-what?!" Blaine stuttered. Puck turned to him. Not with anger, but with...pain?

"I know you do, Blaine."

"I-I.."

"I just love him so much. I just can't give him up." Blaine could see tears forming in his eyes.

"Puck, I-I'm not asking you to."

"I'm sorry. I really am. I mean, I just love him so much."

"I know. And I'm not trying to end that between you two."

"Th-thanks, Blaine." He said gratefully, then-surprisingly-hugged him.


Kurt walked in and took his dad's hand.

"Please wake up dad. I need you." He repeatedly whispered to himself. Carol walked in and tried to smile, but failed miserably.

"He's strong, honey. He'll get through this. We'll get through this." She walked over to him and hugged him. "It will all be okay again soon enough."

"You can't promise me that." Kurt replied in a broken whisper.

"Maybe I can't promise, but if we have enough hope, I believe it will happen."

"I can't lose him, Carol. I just can't. He's my world. I can't lose him too."

"You won't." She quietly said. Kurt buried his face into Carol's chest and silently cried.

-two weeks later-

Kurt was sitting at Burt's hospital bed. He had been there everyday for the past two weeks. He was trying all sorts of things. Reading. Singing. Talking. Yet, his father still wouldn't wake. It was about two and a half hours later when a nurse came in and told him that visiting hours were over. He sighed and exiting the room, with one last look at his motionless father. He got into his car and drove home.

The next day, he couldn't make it to the hospital. He had school, and after that he had Glee (which he couldn't miss again) and after that, it would be too late to visit. It was that night when he got a phone call.

Unknown number.

"Hello?"

"Is this Kurt Hummel?"

"Yes, can I help you?"

"Yes. it's about your father-"

"Is he okay? Did he wake up?! What happened."

"I'm very sorry to inform you that your father has passed-" Kurt dropped the phone.

'No no no. This can't be.' He thought to himself. He ran upstairs to find Carol. When he reached the kitchen, Carol was sitting at the table with her face in her hands, sobbing uncontrollably. And that was it. Kurt broke down. He fell to the floor screaming. Every word in the book flew out of his mouth. He finally stood when he got the strength, and grabbed the car keys. Running out to the car, the tears were still pouring. Once in, he slammed the door and started the car. He wasn't sure where he was going, but he didn't care. His life was over. His mom had gone when he was eight, and here he is, almost ten years later, losing his dad. It was the end. There was nothing left to hope for. He drove and drove until one little mistake stopped everything. He only saw the truck coming at the last minute until CRA-

"Kurt! Kurt." Finn violently shook his trembling brother. "Please Kurt!" Kurt gasped and his eyes shot open. He was shaking extremely hard, and he couldn't tell whether his face was soaked from tears or sweat. Probably both. He looked up at Finn, and flew into his arms, crying simultaneously. Finn held him tight and let his own tears fall. He had never seen Kurt like this, and it broke his heart.

"Shhh, it's okay. You're okay."

"H-he was d-dead, Finn. I th-thought I l-lost him." Kurt cried over and over.

"He's not. It's okay. He is still here. He won't go, Kurt. I just know it." They sat for a long time before Kurt finally calmed down. "I'm gonna go get you some water.

"No! D-don't leave!"

"Okay okay, I won't." Finn said, before texting the one person he knew for a fact could help Kurt. A minute or two passed before Finn's phone rang.

"Hello?"

"How is he? Is he okay?"

"Here he is." Finn said before holding the phone to Kurt's ear."

"Kurt?"

"B-Blaine?"

"Oh my god, Kurt! What's wrong? Are you okay?!"

"I-I had the worst nightmare ever Blaine. The hospital called m-me and said that he p-passed. He left and I had nothing left! I got into the car and drove, and Finn woke me right when I crashed the c-car." Tears were falling from his eyes again.

"I'm gonna get you some water, now." Finn whispered, and slowly tried to get up. Kurt let him this time.

"It's all okay now Kurt. Your safe. He's safe. Everything's okay. He'll wake up. He will."

"It's funny how everyone keeps promising that." Kurt muttered.

"Because it's true." They talked for a couple more hours. Finn had brought him his water, and then left him to talk to Blaine. around 4:30 am, Kurt finally fell back to sleep. Luckily, he did not have any more dreams. That night.


The next day, he sat, with Blaine, in his dad's hospital room. He held his hand while retelling his dream to his unconscious parent.

"It was so horrible dad. You can't leave me. Not now. I can't lose you too. Please don't go."

"I'm not going anywhere." A groggy, unlively sounding voice whispered. Kurt looked up with wide eyes to see his father, barely, looking at him. His eyes were droopy but he held and attempt smile.

"D-dad?!" Burt nodded at his son, and Kurt threw his arms around him. Blaine watched them with wide, unbelieving eyes. "Thank God, thank God, thank God!" Kurt yelled.

"I'll get a nurse." Blaine said, and rushed out of the room.

"I thought I lost you forever!" Kurt sobbed.

"I could never leave you, Kurt. Not now. Not anytime soon."

"I love you, dad."

"Love you too, kid." Soon, Blaine returned, followed by a nurse. She started describing what was going to happen from there, but Kurt spaced out. He kept thinking about how everything was okay now. Everything would be alright. Hopefully.

Carol soon entered the room, giving a relieved sigh once she laid eyes on her husband. She ran to him, kissing all over his face.

"Don't. Ever. Scare. Me. Like. That. Again." She punctuated every word with a kiss. Burt chuckled a bit.

"Sorry." He whispered.

"It's okay. It's all okay now. I love you so much."

"I love you, too." She smiled and pulled Kurt (who was beside her crying) into a big hug.

"I told you so." She whispered in his ear, and he buried his face into his step-mother while she hugged him tightly.

A/N: Short. I know. Sorry. I just wanted to get it up fast because it's been so long. And I was really tired while writing this, so sorry if it sucks. Butttt...I've had the next chapter planned out forever! ^.^