Prompt: lyrics from "Heartless At Best" by New Found Glory

AN: So, this drabble was originally written for the song lyrics challenge I was doing. I never posted it because I wasn't completely happy with it. After reading supergirl02's story "Big Brother" I got an idea to take the drabble in this direction. So, after cutting, tweaking and added stuff to the end, this is what I came up with.

The kids of New Directions looked around at each other in confusion, not sure why they had been summoned to the choir room before home room. They also noticed that Kurt was absent.

"What's going on, Mr. Schue?" Puck asked as the choir director walked into the classroom, pulling the door shut behind him.

"I'm afraid I've got some bad news," he told the group, sitting down on a stool and looking slowly around the group. "They'll be making an announcement soon, but I wanted to tell you all personally."

"Kurt?" Mercedes asked, the word no more than a whisper.

Mr. Schuester nodded. "A couple of guys jumped Kurt yesterday after school. By the time someone intervened, he was hurt pretty bad. He died early this morning at the hospital."

Finn felt like he had been sacked by a guy twice his size and there were several gasps from the girls. Mike looped his arm around Tina's shoulders as she started crying. Rachel and Mercedes grabbed hands. Brittany laid her head on Artie's shoulder, who awkwardly patted her back, tears glistening in his eyes. Santana stared up at the ceiling clearly trying not to cry. Sam and Quinn slid there chairs closer to one another, as Quinn wiped away some tears. Puck sat in the back row, looking around in disbelief.

"I knew something bad was going to happen," Rachel said. "I should've done more. I should've gone to you Mr. Schuester, or one of the other teachers."

With a gasp, Finn sat up in bed. This wasn't the first time he'd had that dream. The first time it had disturbed his sleep was right after Kurt had admitted to the death threat. Finn hadn't been able to go back to sleep, and he had searched for Kurt in the hallways at school that morning. Relief had flooded through him when he had finally spotted him.

The second time had been a few days later. He had woken up right before his alarm clock so after a quick shower he had called Kurt on the pretense of having a question about a homework assignment.

The third time was their first night in the new house. He had taken advantage of now living with Kurt and gone to check on his new stepbrother. This time though that wasn't possible because Kurt was at the Dalton dorms. Theoretically, his stepbrother should be safe at the private school but the vividness of the dream wouldn't leave him.

Reaching out to the night stand Finn felt for his cell phone. Finding it, he flipped it open and placed a call to Kurt. He'd prefer Kurt being upset he had woken him up than not knowing that he was okay.

"Hello," Kurt answered groggily.

"Hey, dude. Sorry to wake you. I just wanted to make sure everything was okay."

"Yeah, I'm fine," Kurt replied. "The real question is are you?"

"Yeah, just had a bad dream."

"What about?" Kurt asked.

Without hesitation, Finn started telling him about it, after all, brothers shared things with one another.