AN: Based of of drabble 283: this gives a bit of Kurt's POV during the situation.
Prompt: Gary Bell - "No, hearts don't really break. They can stop and they can leak, but they can't really break. It just-it gets tired. Gives up after a while."- 'Alphas'
I couldn't follow what Finn was saying. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't focus on the distinct words through the pain. Perhaps it wasn't even really worth the effort. There was no apparent end to the bullying. Each day just go worse and worse and my desire to keep going, to keep holding my head high and being true to myself wavered a little more with each incidence.
I had always said that they wouldn't break me, and they hadn't. I was simply tired. I wasn't broken, I just wanted to give up.
"Kurt, you still with me, dude?"
Finn's question forced me to open my eyes. As I looked into the concerned eyes of my soon to be stepbrother, I saw the silent pleading there. I could imagine seeing that same look on my father's face. I remember what losing mom had done to him but it wasn't like he would be alone. He had Carole and Finn now.
In the distance I could hear sirens.
"Kurt, hang on please," Finn pleaded, his voice more desperate now.
I wanted to comply with his request but everything hurt and I was just so tired.
"I'm sorry," I whispered before closing my eyes and letting the escape of unconsciousness wash over me.