Finn
'Your dad died saving someone's life. He's a military hero.' This is what Finn Hudson believed about his father all his life. He worshipped his father; the man who died in the best way possible. A hero.
Unfortunately that was not the truth. He was dishonourably discharged from the military, got involved in drugs and eventually died from an overdose. This shocked Finn to his very core.
Luckily Finn had Rachel to help him through it. She made him believe that he was loved, but there was always that little bit of doubt within Finn. Even when his mother said that she loved him, he didn't fully believe her.
Finn may have been the quarterback of the football team and one of the coolest guys in school, but he never felt like it. He felt like a total loser at times. Santana's little quips didn't help either.
During Saturday Night Fever week, Finn realised how lost he actually was. He had no idea what to do with his life. Yes, Mr Schuester, Miss Pillsbury and Rachel tried to help him, but he already felt too lost to be saved. Mr Schuester talking to him didn't help either.
"What was I supposed to say man? Sorry I'd rather puke than spend a minute in any of those places? Right in front of Rachel with a big smile on her face; all proud of herself?"
"She just wants what's best for you."
"Yeah, she does, until she realises her fiancé is a total loser."
"Is that what you're scared of?"
"It's the truth. Doesn't anybody understand that maybe the reason I don't know what to do with my life is because I'm not qualified to do anything?"
After watching Saturday Night Fever like Mr Schu said, Finn felt a new sort of confidence in him. He was going to be like Tony Manero and follow his dream. Applying to The Actor's Studio made Finn feel like a new man. He was happy and looking forward to marrying Rachel and moving to New York. Until that letter came.
"I didn't get in." Finn stared at the letter in his hand, refusing to meet his fiancée and step-brother's gaze. He felt like a failure all over again. The previous day, he was graduating high school in his red cap and gown, feeling on top of the world, and after that everything went to shit.
So when Finn made Rachel get on that train to New York and not defer her NYADA acceptance for a year, he not only did it to make her happy, but so that she can move on with her life. Without him. He was a loser, and losers don't have an actual place on earth.
Making his way from the train station back to McKinley High School felt like the shortest distance ever. Finn knew what he was about to do. Why he chose his old high school though, was a mystery. It just felt so right.
Finn walked into the school. Luckily the cleaners were still there. He made his way to the roof of the building and then just stood there at the edge, looking down. A car or two would pass by, but it wasn't really busy. Finn then moved over to the other side of the roof that looked over the back of the school. He looked at the football field, smiling softly as he remembered his glory days on that field. With that, Finn Hudson stepped over the edge.
"Finn? Are you home?" Carole Hudson-Hummel walked through the front door of her house, looking for her son. She hadn't seen him since he was at the train station and he wasn't answering his phone. "He's not here, Burt."
"Calm down, Carole. I think he just needs some time to himself." Burt Hummel kissed his wife on her temple before making his way over to the couch to watch ESPN.
Carole nodded and went over to sit next to Burt, grabbing a magazine off the table. A few minutes later Kurt burst through the door, looking as pale as a ghost. "Kurt, are you okay?"
"Yeah, son, you look like someone stole your Marc whatshisname jacket."
"Finn."
At Finn's name, Carole immediately got up and walked over to Kurt, Burt trailing behind her. "What about Finn?"
"Mr Schuester just called me…"
Carole felt like she was going to strangle Kurt if he didn't tell her where Finn was. When he did though, she immediately regretted wanting to know.
"He jumped from the school's roof. He's dead."