AN: Goes along with drabble 164. Supergirl02 - this is the Puck drabble I was referring to.
Prompt: Carson Phillips - "Life comes at you fast. It runs through your body and tries to escape and be expressed in anyway possible. In a way, it's a lot like lighting."-'Struck By Lighting'
Stepping into the doorway of the hospital room, I stopped. When Finn had told me Kurt was in the hospital I hadn't expected this. I was expecting some bruises and scrapes, perhaps a broken bone but not wires, tubes, and a unconscious Kurt. He was too still and too pale. It wasn't Kurt.
Though I hadn't seen Kurt much since we graduated three years ago, I remembered him as vibrant and alive. It hadn't just been his outfits that were vibrant either. Even when the jocks, when I, had been giving him a hard time, he had always showed a passion for life in his defiance. Even that was gone now.
I didn't understand how things had gone this wrong. Maybe I had treated life as a joke, letting myself drift from one thing to another. Even now, three years after graduating, I still wasn't sure what I wanted to do with my life. I floated from one place to another, picking up odd jobs to make ends meet. But Kurt hadn't. Kurt had started making his dreams come true from the moment he had graduated. Things hadn't gone exactly to plan, and he hadn't taken the fast route, but every step he had taken had been toward his goal and from what Finn had told me was well on his way. It wasn't fair that all the work and effort could end like this just because some closed minded jerk didn't like the way Kurt chose to live his life.
A closed minded jerk like the person I had been.
Shaking myself from my thoughts, I stepped forward. Finn had one of Kurt's hands clasped between his own and didn't look away from his stepbrother until I placed a hand on his shoulder.
"Puck?" Finn asked, surprised."What are you doing here?"
"Thought you might need a friend," I told him, not surprised by the question as I hadn't said anything about coming. However, I was between jobs it seemed like the least I could do. "I didn't expect things to be this bad."
Finn glanced back at his stepbrother. "Guess I didn't want to worry people needlessly. There isn't much anyone can do for him at this point."
"No, but the doctors here can," I said, trying to sound reassuring although I couldn't help but wonder if even they could do anything. "And for now, I can be here for you to lean on."
Finn looked up at me. "Does that mean you're going to stick around?"
I squeezed his shoulder. "For as long as the two of you need me, man," I assured him.
For now, this was where I needed to be. Life moved too fast and I had wasted enough of it. I needed to figure out a direction and purpose in mine but for now I had two old friends who needed whatever support I could give them. For now, that would be my focus and I'd figure out the rest later.