Hi! I decided to upload tomorrow as I'm going away with the family to the beach tomorrow and our hotel will have no internet :( sad face.
Review Replies:
lyokodreamer: I was going to have him hit by a car…but that's another story ;)
I Love McPriceley: Hi! Of course! Not long till the end though :(
Guest: Well I had lots of people asking me to get him hit by a car, and he did kinda deserve it ;)
"Wake up buddy," Kurt could hear his dads soothing voice. Kurt opened his eyes when they felt a bit crusty. How long was he asleep for? Kurt rubbed his eyes to get the sleepiness out. He looked up at his dad who was dressed in his suit.
"You ready to go kiddo?" Burt asked.
"Yeah I guess so, do I look okay?" Kurt asked his dad. He was worried his hair was messed up while he was asleep, or his suit was crinkled up.
"You look fine kid, come on, I'll help you up. Everyone is already waiting in the truck." Burt said. He lifted Kurt into the chair with little difficulty.
When Kurt was put in the truck, he was greeted with a kiss by Blaine.
"You alright honey? Nice sleep?" Blaine asked.
"No nightmares, if that's what you mean." Kurt mumbled.
"You looked like a sleeping baby when you were asleep. Mum asked me to wake you ages ago but I couldn't do it." Finn said. Kurt was wondering why he wasn't mourning the death of Rachel. Then he remembered that Finn compensates pain and sadness with humour.
The car was silent on the way to the school. As William McKinley came into sight, Kurt stiffened in his seat. Blaine seemed to have sensed Kurt being uncomfortable so squeezed his hand in comfort. Kurt looked at him, tears already glistening in his eyes.
"I don't think I can do this Blaine," Kurt whispered. "I don't think I can go into that school again."
"Its okay baby, you've got me, you've got your family, and you've got your friends. We're all here to support each other." Blaine reassured Kurt.
Burt parked the truck in the car park used for the students at the school. They used Kurt's student pass and put it on the front of the car by the windshield so passersby saw it was a student's car.
Burt and Blaine helped Kurt out of the car while Finn got his chair from the boot. When Kurt was placed in the chair, Finn offered to wheel him over to where the ceremony was, so that they could find the rest of the New Directions.
Burt and Carole spotted the Berry's, so went over to them to offer their condolences, then finding a space in the back near the kids.
Finn caught sight of Tina and Mercedes, so he, Kurt and Blaine went over to the two girls. The girls spotted them, and went over to hug the boys, and giving a kiss on the cheek to Kurt.
"We were reserved chairs near the front, but if you guys want us to sit somewhere near the back that's fine too." Tina asked.
"Well, I need to fit my chairs ass somewhere, so maybe somewhere near the back?" Kurt felt guilty for changing their plans, because of his stupid chair. Blaine seemed to see the guilt look on his face, so crouched down and his hand cupped Kurt's cheek.
"Hey, it's okay. We can sit wherever you want, okay? If you're more comfortable at the front, then we'll sit there. It really doesn't matter, okay?" Blaine always knows how to make him feel a bit better. Kurt nodded. Blaine stood back up, and Finn drove him towards the back.
As they were heading to the back, Kurt saw that some student's were giving him looks of pity. Did they think I was paralyzed? Kurt hated the looks of pity on all their faces. He saw Mr Schue, hiding in the back of the ceremony, sitting in the corner on his own. He looked awful, including the bruise on his face. Classic.
Becky suddenly came in front of his chair; she was holding a lily in her hand. "Here you go Kurtie, get better soon." God he loved Becky.
"Thank you sweetie." Kurt motioned Becky to come towards his face with his finger. She was expecting him to whisper something in her ear. She was definitely not expecting Kurt to kiss her on the cheek. Becky blushed, before going back to sit with her mother.
Blaine squeezed Kurt's shoulder gently; Kurt looked back at him and saw Blaine smiling sadly at him. Finn continued to the empty seats at the side towards the back. Blaine 'bagsyed' to sit next to Kurt, much to the other's disappointment.
Kurt's chair was placed in the isle; he did stick out like a sore thumb, which made him very uncomfortable. He could feel people watching him, the looks of pity burning through his skull.
"That's the boy who jumped in front of his boyfriend…"
"That's the young lad who was shot twice…!"
"That's the gay kid…"
"That's the kid that nearly died…"
Kurt could feel a headache coming on. He squeezed his eyes shut and brought his hand to his forehead to try and sooth his aching muscles.
"You okay?" Blaine asked, squeezing his hand.
"Yep, just a headache. I'll just take some pills." Kurt opened his bag and found his pain meds, he popped the top and dry swallowed the pills. The pills began taking effect a few minutes later.
The ceremony began with Principle Figgins coming up onto the stage, and tapping on the microphone, making sure it was turned on and functioning properly.
"Ladies and gentlemen, and students, we gather here today to remember those who lost their lives in the tragedy that happened a week ago. We are here to mourn the deaths of 11 students and teachers from McKinley High School. We have a few teachers and students giving out readings. Then we will reveal the statue that will be a memoriam to the victims. You may come down the front afterwards and place the roses, which are in the basket at the front, by the statue. Now, first reading will be given my Mrs Salawsky."
The memorial passed in a blur in Kurt's eyes. Most of the speeches were the same, crying, hugging. Kurt was starting to regret taking those pain meds at the beginning of the service. He was beginning to feel very tired, and was struggling to keep his eyes open. The good news was that he wasn't in much pain.
Kurt was woken from his thoughts by Blaine trying to get his attention.
"You okay sweetie?" He asked.
"Yeah; just blacked out for a second. Where's everybody going?"
"We're going to put the roses on the statue. Do you want to go now or at the end?"
"I think I'll just stay here. I don't want to be awkward with the chair." Kurt asked anxiously.
"Okay, well I'll stay with you." Blaine offered.
"Oh, no you can-"
"Nuh uh uh! I'm staying with you" Blaine interrupted, kissing Kurt on the cheek.
Kurt relaxed in his chair; he couldn't bare to look at the statue. It made this whole situation seem real. Like 11 people really did lose their lives in this school, a school that was considered to be a safe haven. 6 of those 11 were his friends. 3 he didn't know too well, 2 were his friends who became closer as time went on, and 1 he could consider his true friend.
It finally sunk in that he was never going to see these people again. Ever. Kurt broke for the first time since he woke up in the hospital.
Blaine saw his love crying, and wrapped his arms around Kurt in comfort.
"Hey, it'll be alright." Blaine soothed.
"I'm never going to see them again." Kurt cried.
"Sure you will, not in this universe."
"I don't believe in God Blaine." Kurt warned.
"Yeah, but you believe in Heaven right? Don't you like to think that those who have died are someplace happy, always smiling, and always laughing?" Blaine asked.
"I believe in paradise?" Kurt admitted.
"Tell me about it?" Blaine inquired.
"It's like a beach; the sand is yellow and soft, not too hot. The ocean is blue and green, the sun reflecting off the waters. Everyone is together, laughing, singing, doing whatever they liked back on earth." Kurt said.
Blaine smiled. He loved it when he could get Kurt to open up to him, especially hearing his adorable view on his Heaven.
"I think it sounds perfect." Blaine said.
Before they knew it, the service had ended. Everyone gathered their things and got up to head home.
"We're going to have a private memorial tonight at the school. We're going to plant a small tree and write messages on pieces of paper. Miss Sylvester said we could use her laminator in her office to laminate the messages and tie them on the tree." Tina said.
"That sounds like a lovely idea. We would love to come." Kurt said.
Tina bent down to give Kurt a small hug, followed by Mercedes. They then went back to their families.
Blaine spotted his parents talking to the Hudmels, and decided to greet them.
"Hey, I'm just going to talk to my parents, I'll be back soon," Blaine promised, kissing Kurt on the lips and nodding at Finn.
Kurt watched as Blaine walked over to his family, he looked up and saw Finn's eyes glisten with tears. Come to think of it, Kurt hadn't seen Finn cry at all.
"Hey, Finn? Its okay to cry you know?" Kurt said, patting Finn on the thigh. They were both still sitting in their spots.
Finn didn't even flinch anymore when Kurt touched him. Kurt was really proud at how he had matured since the Lady GaGa Basement incident.
"I know dude, it's just hard. It's not just Rachel that I cry about you know. I cry for you sometimes." Finn admitted.
"What? Why me? I'm still here?" Kurt was very confused.
"Yeah, but you nearly wasn't. I watched you lying there in Blaine's arms, dying in the choir room. I watched as the light slowly faded from you when you were dying from that infection. I see how much pain you're in all the time, and I just feel so guilty for not believing you about the whole cheating thing. I feel bad about not going after you, if I followed you, you probably wouldn't even be hurt because I wouldn't have let you." Finn was full on crying now.
"Hey! Stop it right now Finn Hudson" Kurt said, pulling Finn into his chest for a hug. "You couldn't stop this. Shit happens right? What happened to us all was a horrible thing, but hasn't this taught you that life is too short? We should just live our lives to the fullest." Kurt said comfortingly.
"Your right. Thanks Kurt, you always know what to say." Finn said. He hugged Kurt again, being careful of his still injured ribs.
The Hudmel's and the Anderson's came over just then.
"You ready to go boys?" Carole asked. She pulled Finn up and pulled him in for a hug.
"I have to go home tonight; my parent's haven't seen me for a whole week." Blaine said sheepishly.
"No, of course not Blaine! Spend time with your family and I'll see you tonight?" Kurt asked.
"Yep! I'll pick you and Finn up at around 7?"
"Sure, I probably shouldn't be gone too long, my dad will worry and he's already had too much stress lately-"
"Babe, it's fine, I love you." Blaine kissed Kurt on the lips.
"I love you too." Kurt replied.
By the time they got home, they only had time to change into more comfortable clothes before Blaine was honking his horn outside their house.
They drove back to the school and parked in the parking lot. Kurt was still scared about going into the school, so they walked around the outside into the small garden used by seniors.
Kurt remembers looking out of the Choir room window into the garden; he would spot a small pale freshman. Kurt was so sure it was a ghost. When he showed Blaine one time, Blaine couldn't see anything. Then he showed Brittany, but she was too preoccupied with a Butterfly flying around the garden.
As they reached the garden, they saw all the remaining members of the Glee Club sitting in a circle on the floor, so they joined them.
Tina handed out the pens and pieces of paper. One piece of paper each for each victim. So in total everyone received 6 slips of paper each.
Kurt began to start writing to the members he never really knew.
'Dear Sugar,
I didn't really get to know you during your time in the New Directions after the whole Trouble Tones problems. It will be so weird not having your energy and your honest words in our Glee club. RIP.
Kurt.'
'Dear Joe,
I didn't know you too well, but when I found out you were Christian, I was waiting for you to not accept my sexuality, but when you accepted me, I knew we would remain friends. RIP
Kurt'
'Dear Rory,
Most people called us twins because we looked almost identical. When you opened up to me in the locker room that time, I knew I could trust you with anything. RIP brother from another mother.
Kurt'
Now to the hard part, the next three people were going to be the hardest to write to, as he knew them longer.
'Dear Mike,
Thank you for never getting involved in the bullying when I came out. You were always the good jock in my eyes. I am going to miss you pulling everyone up during a song and getting them to dance. Dance your way to paradise my friend.
Kurt'
Dear Quinnie,
Before you joined the Glee Club, I hated you. But when you joined the Glee Club, I saw what amazing talent you have, and how much of a nice person you truly are. I feel like we got to become close friends during Babygate. I see you as a true friend, Miss Fabray. Along with Mike, dance in paradise.
Love always, Kurt.
Dear Rachel,
You're the hardest to write for you know? We have had so much history. You were the first person to approach me the first day in Kindergarten. When you told me you were lonely too, I wasn't surprised. When you sang to me when I was upset and heard how astonishing your voice was, I knew we would be great friends.
Then we joined Glee Club in freshmen year and you got more irritating. I think it's safe to confess how I blew the Defying Gravity note on purpose. It's just so hard being different you know? You know better than I do. How am I supposed to go to New York without you Rachie? I don't think I can do it. Sing your way to paradise, you are now a beautiful angel. Go on and defy gravity.
Because I knew you, I have been changed for good….
Kurt.'
By the time Kurt had finished his notes, he was sobbing into his hands. Puck took his notes from him and took Artie inside to get everyone's letters laminated.
Blaine kneeled in front of Kurt and gave him a warm embrace. Mercedes came next to him and held his hand. She was also crying.
10 minutes later, Puck and Artie were back with the freshly warm laminated notes. They had holes punched in at the top so that they could attach the string and dangle them off the branches.
Sam had planted the tree with Finn while all this was going on. Everyone slowly gathered around the tree with their notes in hand.
Tina kissed her note to Mike, before hanging it on the front of the tree, where she could see it. She smiled sadly at it; she closed her eyes and looked at the sky.
Kurt asked Blaine to place his on the tree, as he couldn't reach without hurting his ribs.
"Do you think it's too corny to sing a song?" Puck asked.
"Rachel would have loved it." Santana said.
"Me and Puck brought our Guitars?" Sam said.
"I just can't believe we will never see them again." Mercedes sniffed.
Kurt placed a hand on her shoulder, "We'll see them again Mercy," he said.
He then called Sam over, whispered something in his ear, before they knew it, Sam had started playing the first notes on his guitar, then Kurt started singing.
'Said goodbye, turned around
And you were gone, gone, gone
Faded into the setting sun,
Slipped away
But I won't cry
Cause I know I'll never be lonely
For you are the stars to me,
You are the light I follow'
Everyone recognised the song before joining in all together.
I'll See you again, oh
This is not where it ends
I will carry you with me, oh
Till I see you again
I can hear those echoes in the wind at night
Calling me back in time
Back to you
In a place far away
Where the water meets the sky
The thought of it makes me smile
You are my tomorrow
I'll See you again, oh
This is not where it ends
I will carry you with me, oh
Till I see you again
Sometimes I feel my heart is breaking
But I stay strong and I hold on cause I know
I'll see you again, oh
This is not where it ends
I will carry you with me, yeah yeah
I'll See you again, oh
This is not where it ends
I will carry you with me, oh
Till I see you again
Till I see you again,
Till I see you again,
Said goodbye turned around
And you were gone, gone, gone.
There was not a dry eye in sight when they reached the end of the song. Their last song as the New Directions.
Hope you liked it! I was crying, not going to lie to you.
So next chapter will be the last :( it will be set a few months after the shooting and what everyone is doing now.
I'm still working on Wide Awake, and I am planning my next fic now.
I'm thinking more Hummel Angst, I really want to do a Home Invasion Fic? What do you guys think?
Who else saw Chris' tweet with Brian sitting on his back? Is it me, or is Chris getting hotter everyday?
What would have been perfect was if Chris was fixing his treadmill with his top off? Am I right? (a girl can hope)
The song I used is Carrie Underwood: See You Again. I cried the first time I heard it, truly emotional song!
See you next chapter!
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