Kurt shook his head. "No. If your mom loved you, she would never wish that. She still created you, you're still part of her. She would never wish you were different. I know some moms suck, but if you still had a relationship with her, she would never wish that. Did she die?" he asked and then wet his lips. "I still remember the day mine died. It's why I hate hospitals. And because my dad was in a coma earlier this year. He had a heart attack and he nearly didn't make it. That's when the whole God thing came up. All my friends believe, I don't. I felt sort of isolated, and that was mostly my fault. I didn't want prayers, I just wanted my dad to wake up. Spandex shouldn't ride up if it's fit properly, and not really the enemy, per se. Just our competition at the time. I was having a really bad time at my own school, I went to see if the grass was greener. It wasn't only greener, it had really hot guys," he added with a smirk. "Boy's school. I ended up transferring."
"I believe in Karma. And I'm starting to believe in soul mates, maybe even guardian angels on some level. I don't know. Blaine has opened my eyes up to a lot. I've grown since I met him. He gave me courage to not hate myself so much. But if I believe that sucky things are supposed to happen for a reason, then I have to believe that I deserved getting hell for being gay, and... that hurts too much." He cleared his throat softly as they exited out to the carpark. "He's a good teacher, just a little selfish sometimes."
Buffy had hooked her free arm through Kurt's, still keeping a wad of tissues against her head as they walked. There was an ease in talking to him that she liked. "Yeah, she did. We thought the tumours had gone, that she would be okay, but I came home one afternoon and she was just there. Dead. I can see it so clearly, can still remember everything. I... I cracked a rib while trying to give her CPR," she added in a quiet whisper. It was a detail she didn't usually share with people. "You and me both with the hospital thing. I hate them. I hate everything about them. You don't have to believe. I think everyone's entitled to their own choice. Just like their entitled to their own sexuality, or their own taste in clothes. Everyone's different. So he did wake up, right?" Buffy grinned a little as she looked over at him. "Well, hey, who can blame you for wanting to mosey on over to that grass for a little while."
Buffy bit her lip before she gave his arm a soft squeeze. "Maybe you shouldn't think of it like that, but more that it happened to give you a reason to get closer to Blaine. To be in his world for a bit. Not that you deserved to be hated on because you're gay. I suppose all teachers are entitled to a little selfishness, but it seems strange not to let you guys choose your own songs. Wouldn't it help you put the passion into the performances?"
"I believe in Karma. And I'm starting to believe in soul mates, maybe even guardian angels on some level. I don't know. Blaine has opened my eyes up to a lot. I've grown since I met him. He gave me courage to not hate myself so much. But if I believe that sucky things are supposed to happen for a reason, then I have to believe that I deserved getting hell for being gay, and... that hurts too much." He cleared his throat softly as they exited out to the carpark. "He's a good teacher, just a little selfish sometimes."
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Buffy bit her lip before she gave his arm a soft squeeze. "Maybe you shouldn't think of it like that, but more that it happened to give you a reason to get closer to Blaine. To be in his world for a bit. Not that you deserved to be hated on because you're gay. I suppose all teachers are entitled to a little selfishness, but it seems strange not to let you guys choose your own songs. Wouldn't it help you put the passion into the performances?"
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