AN: This was written for BonesBird Fanfiction's Daily Drabble Challenge on Facebook where we write a drabble (500 words or less for our purposes), any fandom, inspired by that day's daily lyrics. As a lot of my drabbles seem to be Glee related, I decided to post a collection here on . This will be added to sporadically as I have drabbles to add. Anyone wanting more information on the drabble challenge please PM. I will not be posting the lyrics that inspired the drabbles here but if your interested to see what they were, again send me a PM.
So far Kurt, Blaine, Finn and Burt are who the drabbles focus on but I don't rule out the possibility of one focusing on another glee character. For those in first person POV I will use the chapter title to indicate whose POV it is. Please enjoy. All feedback is welcomed.
Prompt: Set of Lyrics from "Trainwreck" by Newfound Glory
I hear Principal Figgins voice come over the crackling public address system. I know instantly from the tone of his voice that this isn't an ordinary announcement. Nothing prepares me for the impact of his next words though.
Karofsky attempted to take his own life the day before. That statement repeatedly pounding in my head, its sound drowning out whatever else Figgins is saying. It didn't matter. I had heard the important words - the words that seemed to make my world come crumbling around me. I felt like I was suffocating. I had to get out of my home room.
As I walked for the door, I heard two people call my name - Finn and Mrs. Richardson. I didn't stop though. I didn't want to face anyone. Didn't want my whole home room to be an audience to the emotions that were swirling inside me, demanding release. I headed for the closest exit, needing to get outside.
My thoughts were in turmoil as I walked, recalling my relationship with Karofsky. The harassment he had put me through. The hate kiss in the locker room, when I first realized what his problem with me truly was. The death threat. His later apology even as he struggled with who he was. Our conversation at Scandals. Then the gorilla gram and candy for Valentines day, followed by my rejection of him.
Having reached the courtyard, I sit down on the concrete steps, burying my head in my hands. All I want is for all of this to go away. To not feel responsible for what has happened.
Someone sits down beside me, and as an arm encircles my shoulders in a hug, I know who it is. The only other person who could even come close to knowing how I felt at this moment.
"How did you know I was here?" I ask, not looking up.
"Finn, found me. Told me you had walked out and he was worried about you. He figured you needed your boyfriend right now rather than your stepbrother."
And he's right. Finn may often come off as naive in a lot of things but he has his moments.
"If I had only answered one of those phone calls," I whisper, the tears finally falling.
Turning, I wrapped my arms around Blaine and buried my head in his chest.
"It's not your fault," Blaine assures me.
"I pushed him away."
"No, he pushed you away. You offered him friendship and he chose to say good-bye."
Those words are not a comfort as the tears come faster and Blaine's arms tighten around me.