Courtesy of a reviewer, I have tried to make this chapter a bit longer and more dramatic. Enjoy...
Previously...
"Are you sure you want a job as a maid?" Sam asked.
"Didn't you offer? I'll do it" Kurt declared.
"I can start at eleven in the morning. How many hours do you want me to work?" Kurt asked.
"Why do you want to work at my house? Didn't you say you hated me?" Sam asked curiously.
"Obviously you haven't lived without money. To those who need money, they work for it" Kurt replied tersely.
Sam pulled out a pocketbook and pen and scribbled down his address. He ripped out the paper and handed it to Kurt.
"Come here before eleven tomorrow" He said holding out the paper.
"Don't you have to work before eleven tomorrow?" Kurt asked taking the paper.
"Do you think I would trust a stranger in my house on the first day?" Sam asked dryly.
"Fine, I'll be there tomorrow" Kurt said.
He turned and began walking away. He crushed the paper in his hands and threw it over his shoulder.
Sam saw that and called out to him.
"Hey!"
"Paradise Apartments, no. 708" Kurt called out over his shoulder and walked away.
I'll work, earn money and spy on him at the same time. Killing two birds with one stone... Kurt thought.
Then Sam's car drove past Kurt. Kurt scoffed at the car and turned away.
He's probably trying to win me over. If anyone even looks down at him a little, he always tries to make himself better. He just can't stand it... Kurt thought as he watched the car turn the corner.
Sam watched Finn from the side mirror as he drove away.
Let's see Finn if you can keep that look of hate on your face forever... Sam thought.
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Blaine sat outside gazing up at the sky and Wes emerged from the restaurant with two mugs of coffee.
"Do you regret firing Finn?" Wes asked curiously.
"No I don't. It was good riddance" Blaine replied.
"Do you remember a few months ago a producer came by. He wanted you to compose songs for his album?" Wes asked.
"No, Wes you didn't" Blaine said horrified.
"I told him that you would take the offer. You aren't working on Kurt and Sam's love album so you can work on this. You can't rely on the restaurant profit alone" Wes explained.
"No I won't do it, it's stupid. He doesn't know anything about music" Blaine protested.
"He'll call you in a second" Wes stated and Blaine's phone rang.
"How do you do that?" Blaine asked.
"My grandpa is a practicing monk. You should take therapy from him" Wes replied getting up.
Blaine sighed and picked up his phone.
"Hello?"
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Kurt rushed into Starbucks as fast as possible. He had an appointment with Luke Damonfield, one of his friends from college. He was very emotional. The chances of getting a tear out of him were huge.
Kurt looked at the clock and noted he was late by fifteen minutes. Where was Luke? Kurt scanned the coffee shop for blond hair or even a pair of bright pink converse Luke loved. He wasn't there. Kurt pulled out his phone and began to call.
"Hello? Luke? It's Fred Yeater. You told me you would meet me at Starbucks but you aren't here" Kurt said.
"Sorry, but my boss gave me a lot of work. I'm afraid I won't be able to meet you" Luke said, not sounding at all sorry.
"Are you at work? I can come and meet you" Kurt offered.
"Sorry, it's not really a big deal is it? I'll visit Kurt when I have time" Luke said and the call ended.
Kurt gaped at his phone in disbelief. Since when did Luke become so emotionless and uncaring that he would even meet an old friend from Design class?
It's not a big deal? It's my life! You'll visit when you have time? When? At the funeral? Kurt thought angrily.
He walked out of the coffee shop and decided to eat. The doctor had forbidden any instant noodles so Kurt decided to get a salad. He ate it up and then returned to Finn's one room apartment.
He removed himself from Finn's body and sat in the corner as usual. Finn got up and Kurt brightened.
"I'm sorry Finn. I made you sick from eating too much. I'm sorry" Kurt apologized.
"How long did I sleep?" Finn asked himself and glanced at the clock. It was nearly 8:30pm.
Finn stood up quickly and wore his shoes. He rushed out of the apartment and Kurt jumped in surprise.
"Where did he go?" Kurt asked to no one.
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Blaine left his meeting with the producer angry. The producer kept on trying to make Blaine write risqué songs which Blaine absolutely refused to do. He preferred slow and emotional music that meant something to people.
He stormed out and stopped at a small grocery store. He spotted Finn inside and wanted to meet him. But he left it and drove off in his car.
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Finn called his boss frantically and began apologizing for missing work the other day.
The boss gave him news and Finn dropped his phone in shock.
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Kurt was surprised to see Finn return to the one room apartment. Instead of getting ready for work, Finn lied down and went to sleep.
"Sleeping again? You must feel really sick" Kurt commented.
The next day Kurt's phone blared the time he had left.
There are 38 days, 3 hours and 29 minutes remaining...
Kurt kneeled down next to Finn who wasn't sleeping. He had slept the entire night and he was wide awake in the morning.
"Go to sleep, Finn. Why aren't you sleeping?" Kurt asked.
He was frustrated at the way Finn was behaving.
"I need to go to Sam's apartment today" Kurt yelled and the Scheduler appeared before him.
"Why the hell are you yelling?" She asked.
"Why doesn't he sleep? I have to go out" Kurt complained.
"He got fired, idiot!" Scheduler replied.
"He got fired for missing a day? But I can use his body for 14 hours right?" Kurt asked.
"I told you that you are only borrowing his body" The Scheduler corrected.
"I know!" Kurt replied.
"You know?" The Scheduler asked.
"So if he doesn't sleep, I can't use his body?" Kurt asked.
"Bingo"
"That's not fair!" Kurt complained.
"Who the hell do you think you're talking to? Who is the one who ate too much, got him sick and got him fired? Is it me?" Scheduler scolded.
"I was wrong" Kurt hung his head in shame.
"If you know that just wait until he becomes unconscious and then you can take his body. But his body is in a chaotic state. Be careful when you enter his body and don't go anywhere. If he wakes up, you'll be forced out of his body and he'll get confused and scared" The Scheduler explained and then disappeared.
Kurt sighed and sat down in the corner again to wait.
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Sam looked down at his watch. It was twelve noon but Finn Hudson had not shown up. He sighed and dressed for work. He drove to Hummel Enterprises and entered the building. He entered the elevator and pressed the button for the fifth floor.
The door was about to close and it opened again. Quinn stepped inside and smiled at Sam. Sam simply nodded to her and the doors shut.
"You just came? Have you eaten lunch yet?" Quinn asked.
"I'll eat later" Sam replied.
"Want to eat lunch together?" Quinn asked.
"We're at the company right now. Better be careful" Sam cautioned.
Quinn looked up at the CCTV camera in the elevator and sighed.
"Are you afraid we'll get caught? The CCTV doesn't record sound" Quinn asked.
"I'll be getting off here" Sam answered and the doors opened.
He stepped off and Quinn rode up by herself to the main office. She entered the office and shut the door behind her. Her anger raved inside her and she shut her eyes. She began remembering how she had met Sam.
They had been in high school and she had loved Sam. But it was not until her senior year that Sam had confessed his love for her. They had kept their relationship a secret and then her greed came out and Sam decided to plan out how they could take the entire Hummel Enterprises. Since then the hell had not stopped.
Quinn sat down at her desk and opened her desk drawer. There inside carefully hidden was a picture of Sam and herself on a beach. She gazed at it and the door opened.
Sam stepped into the room and Quinn got up.
"Sam, what's wrong?" she asked, worried.
"I knew you would be like this" Sam replied.
Quinn sighed and placed the picture back into the drawer.
"Director Evans, what's wrong?" Quinn corrected herself.
"Don't look at me with those sad eyes. Makes me feel heartbroken" Sam commented.
Quinn looked down and Sam took her hand gently.
"I have to go meet Mr. Andrews to finalize the contract. That will take one or two days and then our last obstacle will be taken care of" Sam explained.
He squeezed her hand and Quinn smiled at him.
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At the hospital Burt sat with Dr. Jones.
"Won't you fix an appointment for the surgery?" Dr. Jones asked.
"It's not that I don't want to have it. I can't have the surgery done" Burt replied.
"The more you delay, the more worse it's going to get" Dr. Jones reminded.
"I can't" Burt replied.
"I'll go and tell Carole" Dr. Jones threatened.
"What does Carole need to know? Don't tell her anything. After what happened to Kurt, she'll break into pieces if she hears this" Burt replied.
"There is no hope for your son" Burt looked up at this and felt anger boil inside him.
"At least live for your wife, Burt. You need to live" Dr. Jones pleaded.
"Are you God that you can tell me that my son is not going to live? You're wrong. He'll wake up. I know he will" Burt said.
Then a searing pain entered Burt's head and he clutched at his forehead.
"It's getting worse, Burt. You need the surgery" Dr. Jones advised.
Burt gasped and sat down again. The pain disappeared and he left the office.
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Sam sat with Mr. Andrews and stamped the contract with ease. He exchanged documents and stamped those as well. A weight had now been lifted from his shoulders. He could feel excitement when he read that he had just received eight billion dollars from the clauses in the contract.
"So we proceed with our plan as usual?" Mr. Andrews asked and Sam nodded.
They stood up, shook hands and left the room.
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Blaine sat in his office tired out of his mind. Since the encounter with Finn yesterday, he kept on feeling guilty and the worry for Finn wouldn't leave him in peace.
Wes came into the office and shook his head.
"Stop being so depressed. Live life to the fullest" Wes advised and a ghost of a smile glittered across Blaine's face.
"Wes, you're not the monk, your grandpa is" Blaine replied.
Wes laughed and sat down on a chair.
"Am I too sensitive?" Blaine asked.
"Maybe, but when it comes to Kurt, you're the most sensitive one" Wes replied.
Blaine groaned and placed his head on his desk. If he was so worried about Finn, why did he always think Finn was Kurt? This question zoomed around his head and wouldn't leave him in peace.
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Kurt watched Finn gradually fall asleep and entered his body easily. Then he remembered the Scheduler telling him not to leave the house because Finn could wake up at any time.
He sighed and looked at himself in the mirror. Finn had a handsome face and soulful brown eyes. This was hardly noticeable when his face was so thin and his skin was so flaccid and pale.
"Finn, why do you live like this? You have such a great facial appearance" Kurt said.
Then he remembered Mr. Schuester telling Finn to stop living in the past.
"That's right. Finn has a reason to live like this. Something happened five years ago" Kurt snapped his fingers and went to check the many boxes that littered around the apartment.
He opened one up and began looking through it.
"He doesn't even have a photo album" Kurt complained.
He shrugged and then felt a pressure on his body.
"Ouch! Stop it!" Kurt flailed as he felt his control slipping.
Kurt fell to the floor and felt himself being forced out of Finn's body. He landed onto the floor painlessly and turned around.
Finn looked up from the floor and looked down at himself. And then he glanced at the mattress. Kurt watched, afraid that he had freaking Finn out. Finn curled himself up into a ball, his mind racing.
My cleaner and softer hair. My ankle throbbing even though I never hurt myself. Ms. Wills coming to get the rent and then being told to come tomorrow. And then vomiting up food I had never eaten. Finn thought.
He pulled up the leg of his trouser and discovered a bruise on his knee.
"Oh shit, what do I do now?" Kurt fretted. He pulled out his phone and was about to call the Scheduler when Finn looked into the box.
Then Finn began opening the boxes and found the shampoo and conditioner Kurt had bought.
"What do I do?" Kurt worried and Finn murmured something under his breath.
"What did you say Finn?" Kurt asked.
"I'm tired of this!" Finn pushed the boxes away from him.
Kurt watched Finn as he opened another box and pulled out a rope.
"What are you doing?" Kurt asked.
Finn tying the rope and made a noose easily. He then stood on a chair and tied the noose on the support beam.
"No! Finn don't!" Kurt screamed.
Finn continued tying the rope and Kurt pressed the emergency button repeatedly. Scheduler picked up
"Why are you calling me now?" The Scheduler asked.
"Finn's going to commit suicide. Please come and stop him" Kurt begged.
"Again? Don't interfere. To live or to die is his choice" The Scheduler replied.
"Please help" Kurt begged.
"Sorry, I have a schedule and I'm late as it is. Don't interfere" She said and ended the call.
Kurt looked at Finn frantically and tried to beg him not to die.
"Please don't do this Finn. I need you. I'm sorry I ate too much, got you fired and now I'm making you do this. I'm stupid. I shouldn't have opened the boxes and I shouldn't have even taken your body in the first place. I'm sorry, please don't die" Kurt begged.
His tears wouldn't stop and Finn thrusted his head through the noose ready to die.
Kurt could only watch helplessly and pray with all his heart.
"Finally, it's over" Finn breathed and prepared to jump.
Another cliffhanger...