PS I Love You Chapter 4: Itsy Bitsy Spider, a glee fanfic

P.S I Love You

Chapter Four: Itsy Bitsy Spider

It was raining. Go figure. People were dressed head to toe in black, many held tissues or their loved ones hands as they talked barely over a whisper as more people flooded into the small funeral home outside of Westerville. Many came in drenched from the rain, shaking off umbrellas and taking off coats giving their condolences as they stopped to shake Harold Anderson's hand or give a ginger hug to Cassandra, Blaine's mother who stood with her arm tightly around her husbands. The entire group of New Directions kids stood off to the side with the Warblers, Wes and David got the first flight out when they got the news. Rachel was crying into Finn's only black suit jacket, Mr. Shue was making small talk with Sue and Coach Beiste, and Mercedes was with Burt and Carole handing the crying woman tissues as her make-up began to run.

Kurt however had yet to speak much after he had left the hospital. He stood in the corner of the room, staring off at the large window as the rain beat against it in a steady rhythm. He just wasn't himself, dressed in all black suit and tie, more Blaine's style then his own. A handkerchief in his hand and a piece of paper in the other. He had done a wonderful job helping Mrs. Anderson put all this together. Pictures of Blaine hand been set up, many of them were funny baby pictures Kurt had sadly giggled at when Cassandra had showed them off. Others were of himself and Blaine, then some of Blaine in Dalton uniform and the prom pictures from this year and last. Carole had insisted that they use them. Artie had even made a special video scrapbook for Kurt and the Andersons.

Blaine had also had a hand in this as well. He had know his time was up soon, but what made Kurt almost angry was the fact that his own boyfriend, the love of his life would hide such a huge secret from him. But after days of crying he had finally understood why. He wanted Kurt to be happy, Blaine wanted to be happy even if it was only for a short while. Cassandra Anderson asked Kurt to help pick out Blaine's clothes that he would wear, before to Blaine's instructions had him cremated and put into a beautiful black marble vase to which now sits by the window surrounded with many flowers in pictures of a smiling teenager that was once so full of life.

"Dolphin!" Kurt turned around just in time to catch a teary-eyed Brittany. Kurt let out a choking sob as he clung to the blonde for comfort as she cried into the crook of his neck. Santana wasn't far behind her, she was to late to stop her from invading Kurt's bubble.

"Hey Boo." Kurt's voice was just a whisper as he spoke into her ear. She clung to him like he was going to disappear just like her best friend. It was true that Blaine and Brittany had gotten very close over the past year, he was the only one Kurt actually thought could understand her. He was her Blainey-bear and Kurt felt so bad for the young blonde for not really being able to comprehend what was going on. Thats why her next comment didn't shock him as it would someone who didn't know.

"Kurtsy are you a spider now." Brittany asked as she pulled away from him with wide eyes still teary. Santana gasped before taking the girls hand pulling her back. They both understood what she meant by that.

"Britt, honey thats only if they were married, Kurt and Blaine were boyfriends sweetie." Santana tried to explain as more tears fell from all three teens eyes.

"Its alright San, Boo why don't you go find 'Cedes your make-up is starting to run babe." Kurt said as he forced a weak smile to reassure her that it was okay. Santana mumbled her apologies one last time before running off after Brittany again.

A little while it was almost time to start when Kurt felt someone link arms with his.

"You did a wonderful job, honey." sniffled as both of them took in the room.

"Your welcome Mrs.A." Kurt smiled again through his tears, Cassandra leaned her head on his shoulder as people started taking their seats. Mr. Anderson stood in the hall outside the room, talking with Burt in hushed tones, both stealing glances at him and Cassandra.

"I'm so sorry about this Kurt, dear." Cassandra was actually sworn to secrecy about her sons illness, but she too herself barley had even a clue. Blaine had been sick for a long time, he was always to pron to illness as a child and to this day the doctors that worked with Blaine had the slightest clue as to what exactly Blaine Anderson had died from. He barley showed any symptoms and was to live life to the fullest because at some point the doctors had told him he either would live or die. Guess Blaine went with the later.

Everyone was seated when the rain had calmed some and everyone was now present. Kurt was seated with Mr. and Mrs. Anderson up front, the sickly smell of flowers more prominent from their seats in front of Blaine.

"Blaine Everett Anderson was a very special person, the second you met him you would have to smile because the boy was just that polite and dapper, unlike most boys his age."

"Blaine, was the best lead singer the Warblers ever had."

"-He always had a way of lighting up a room."

"-He was amazing, loving, and the best edition to New Directions the Mckinley glee club ever had."

"-Best damn cheerio on the squad, well beside Porcelain."

"-Blaine was my baby boy, and he will be missed." After Cassandra was led back to her seat by her husband she gave a quick squeeze to Kurt's hand urging him to go up to the podium. Kurt nodded before standing up to take his place at the front of the room. People wiped their eyes and smiled up at Kurt as he cleared his throat to stop his voice from shaking.

"Hi everyone, as most of you know I'm Kurt Hummel..."Kurt began. Clearing his throat again he continued. "Blaine, he was my best friend, I pretty much owe my friend Noah for this but...I met Blaine in November of 2011. I was sent as a spy to Dalton Academy, but really I just went to get away from the hell that was my life at the time. He caught me though, never for a second did he believe my 'new kid' facade. I was being bullied at school and to this day I hold Blaine responsible as the boy who saved my life. He helped me get through many things and along the way I like to help that I helped him too. Blaine was my best friend...but he was also the love of my life, I will miss him for the rest of my life and right now it feels like my heart has been torn out because I know I will never love someone as much as I loved Blaine Anderson. Everyday now Im going to reach out wishing I could just hold him one more time, or kiss him but he's not going to be there. He's gone now but I still feel like he's right here telling me not to worry to much about how my hair looks or that Im going to ruin my new shirt if I keep crying like this.-" People chuckled at that as Kurt let a small smile appear on his face. Glancing over at Blaine's smiling face in a prom picture of the two of them he let more tears flow.

"I...I don't believe in god, but I like to think Blaine is somewhere nice and maybe he is talking to my mom, telling her a bunch of embarrassing stories about what her son has been up to. Blaine is always going to be missed, and I hope he knows that I will never stop loving him. I love you Blainey. Rest in peace baby." Everyone started clapping and sobbing as Kurt bent over to give Blaine one last kiss on the engraved top of the vase before being enveloped into a few peoples embrace.

"That was beautiful Kurt, thank you." Cassandra sobbed as her and Harold rapped Kurt up in their arms. Kurt cried into her shoulder as Mr. Anderson rubbed soothing circles into his back.

"Your welcome." Kurt whispered handing more tissues.

"Um Kurt dear, Blaine really loved you, so very much, so we – Harold and I decided that Blaine would be best looked after by you, honey." Kurt pulled away from the two adults to stair at them with wide eyes. They were actually giving their only son to him.

"But Mrs. Anderson hes your son I could never-"

"No Kurt, this is what Blaine wanted." Harold Anderson's gruff voice cut him off . pulled away and silently made his way through the crowd of people and with a gentle grasp he plucked Blaine off the table and gingerly placed the vase into Kurt's awaiting hands. A entire new set of tears flowed down all three of their faces.

"Are you sure?" Kurt asked in a small shaky voice. He couldn't handle this. Could he? It made everything so real now. All Kurt wanted to do was curl up in a ball and cry.

"Yes dear, we want you to look after him. Please...its what my baby wanted." Cassandra's eyes were practically begging at this point. She would be letting her baby go, but she knew deep down it was the right choice. Her son had made a perfect choice, even Mr. Anderson could see that. Rapping his hands around the vase more protectively Kurt simply nodded, making the Anderson's finally smile.

Later after rain had finally stopped everyone was gathered in the Hummel house for drinks and a snack. People were everywhere all chatting quietly and making small talk with the Anderson's. Kurt hid himself in the kitchen away from everyones stairs as he carried Blaine around, clutched tightly to his chest as if someone was going to take him away. So there he sat alone at the small breakfast table, that is until Dave Karofsky stepped into the room and sat down across from Kurt. Dave had come out just after their senior year started, joined glee club and left the old Karofsky behind gaining trust in Kurt and Blaine as friends.

"Hey." Dave said softly getting a good look at the vase that was nestled in Kurt's lap. Kurt looked up with sad eyes but said nothing.

"I'm sorry about your loss." Dave said rubbing the back of his neck, not really knowing what to say in this situation.

"Thanks."

"How did he you know...die?"

"They don't know, he's been sick."

"Oh." The tension in the room was stifling. Dave was sad, Blaine had helped him too. He owed Kurt and Blaine for many things he didn't know where to start.

"Its okay...I'm going to go to my room. It was nice to see you Dave." Dave gave a small smile as he watched Kurt get up, taking Blaine with him as he silently made his way up the stairs to his room.

Kurt's room wasn't much different then the last time he was there. The bed was messed up, clothes were thrown around and Blaine's things were still there too. He cap and gown left untouched in Kurt's closet and Kurt's bloody tux was in the trash by the door. It was dark but the light from the hall aided his sight as he padded across the room so he could just curl up in his messy bed, Blaine still in his arms.

"Hi, This is Blaine Anderson, Im either on a date with my wonderful boyfriend or at glee practice so please leave a message." Kurt sobbed with his phone pressed tightly to his ear as he diled and re-dialed Blaine's number at least a dozen times.

"Hi, This is Blaine Anderson, Im either on a date with my wonderful boyfriend or at glee practice so please leave a message."

"Kurt?" Mercedes peeked her head in to check on him after Dave had told her where he had gone. Kurt looked up with puffy red eyes as more tears traveled down his face.

"Oh boo." She cooed before taking quick strides over to her best friend, rapping him up in her arms as he sobbed into her new dress. But she didn't mind, not one bit.

"I don't know what I'm going to do 'Cedes."

Ok OMG my eyes! god *sob* Hope you liked this chapter there is much more on the way so please R&R tell me what you think! Love, Hklover12 (Lol we all know no one ships Klaine harder then Puck so Kurt had to thank him! Lol) Hope everyone understood what Britt was talking about :)