So this chapter is quite short and vague (whoo?) but there's a massive plot twist at the end which I will explain in more detail in chapters to come. oh also, now that I'm back at school, I may not be writing as much but who really know? xoxo~Gracie
The day of Kurt and Leah's funeral came around faster than expected. Of course we had everything ready but I don't think I was ready for it. We stood under two tents all of our friends and family were there along with some people I'd never met- I presumed they were Kurt's relatives so I just went a long with it. One tent was black and sophisticated; just how Kurt wanted it. The other was pink and sparkly; just how Leah wanted it. We had a plot of land and put their coffins side by side. As the coffins we lowered into the ground Rachel sang 'Amazing Grace' with most of the show choir form school joining in with unrehearsed yet perfect harmonies. Burt, Rachel, Finn and I all spoke. I of course broke down in tears. I'm glad that Edward didn't understand what was going on because the state I was in I don't think I could have dealt with a son asking what was going on all the time.
There are two funny things about funerals and that a- they're not fun even though the name suggests it and b- it's always about 'how they would have wanted it' and usually the person planning it has no idea what they deceased wants. Of course with Kurt and his OCD we all knew what he wanted and just how to pull it off.
After the service, food was laid out around the tents and we ate and chatted and just had a good time- just how they would've wanted it. It was all very jolly (aside form the feeling of death) until a man came up to me. I didn't recognise him but from his age and looks I guessed he was Kurt's cousin, Charles who was in Australia at our wedding, and Burt had invited him. 'Very well done. It's very..Kurt..' he said. 'Thanks you. I tried my best. I'm sorry this is going to sound really rude but we've never met before. I'm Blaine.' I said holding my hand out to him. 'I've heard all about you Blaine. I'm Tyrice, Kurt's... boss I s'pose at his second job. I presuming you know about Kurt's dealing. we'll miss him down on the streets. Anyway nice meeting you Blaine maybe you could pick up form where he left off.' Tyrice said walking away from me. It was all too much to take in. Second Job? Dealing? Streets? Where he left off? W-w-was Kurt a drug-dealer?
