Alternate Ending

Finding myself in much better spirits after a few weeks, I've decided to write an optional alternate ending, to please that happy-ending craving in all of us. This was not my original plan, but I just couldn't bring myself to really end the story on such a low note.

So here is your pretty, happy, lovey-dovey ending.

He was gonna count back from ten. Then he was gonna go knock on the door.

Ten.

Nine.

Eight.

Seven.

Six.

Five

F--

There was a knock on the passengers' side window and Finn opened his eyes to see Kurt standing there, tapping lightly on the glass, his eyes shining and unreadable.

He unlocked the door, and Kurt got in.

The only sound was the infinitely quiet noise of the car door shutting and Kurt settling himself into the seat.

For the longest time, neither boy said anything. The silence was a glass window into the unknown, neither wanting to risk breaking it, out of fear of what may happen.

Finally, Finn spoke.

"So I came to apologize." He said, unsurely, rubbing his arm.

"Yeah I got the message." he answered, unemotionally

What do you say to that? Finn cursed himself over and over for coming here and not knowing what to say.

"I was, uh, out of line, I guess, and I can see why you'd be mad at me. I wish you weren't."

Kurt just nodded, looking away, distantly.

'Seriously. He's not making this easy for me. Can't he at least say something? I mean, if you're gonna scream at me, scream at me! That would be better than this. Anything would be better than this. A damn slap in the face would be better than this. At least then I'd know what he was thinking.'

The car was silent for a solid two minutes before Kurt spoke, his words slow and thoughtful.

"I was mad at myself you know. I was never mad at you. I was mad cause I knew what was coming and I still let my feelings control me, and I got hurt. I was mad at the person who allowed me to hurt like this, and that was myself."

His words picked up momentum, in direct association with the amount of thoughts that were starting to flood his mind.

"You... You just tried to love me. You just didn't really know how. And that's not my fault. But it's not yours either. And so, I'm sorry for acting so mean and angry. I just... Didn't know how I was supposed to act, and I mean, I'm just kind of naturally bitchy like that and sometimes, well-"

"I get it." Finn stopped him, half a smile gracing his face.

Kurt looked at him sheepishly.

Finn continued. "And, really, I hadn't started out wanting to love you. But... I couldn't help but feel really close to you. And it's true, I may not know how to love you yet. But, I would love to find out."

The boys shared a look, and Finn's heart pounded nervously for what seemed like an eternity, before Kurt took mercy on him and smiled, the kind of smile that comes with trust, and hope, and all the other unspoken things that were present in Kurt's heart. The kind of smile that makes your eyes light up. The kind of smile that says way more than words can.

"Really?"

"Really. I mean it. I want to be with you, I want to love you, and I want to start over. So will you start over with me?"

"Yes Finn."

For the first time in days, the word markered on Finn's arm ceased to burn.

Because, sitting in silence in the car where it had all began, all the words spoken and out in the open and accepted, with a smile on his face and Kurt's hand covering his, Finn had nothing to be sorry for.

Finish.

There's the happy / alternate ending. Hope you enjoyed. :) Reviews are great, as are favorites. *winkwink*

By the way, if there was any doubt or confusion about the word Kurt wrote on Finn, it was the word 'sorry'. That's where the fic gets its title.

I'll be off, to go work on 'Believe' now. *sigh* A writer's work is never done. Good thing I have such awesome, loving, grateful fans!

Love,
Rosalina