I just don’t think any of us really understood how far we’d take it in the end.
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The tile floor of the hallway is cold underneath my legs and I count along in my head to the ticking of my watch.
one, two, three, four…
My hand is resting on my abdomen. If I let myself think about it, I can still feel her kicking just under the skin
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I don't think intense is quite the right word. You've handled a potentially cheesy and stereotypical storyline with pretty freaking amazing grace here.
This is so, so bleakly awesome.
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Thank you so much for your kind words!
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This is definitely that. I don't read much Glee because it's typically a bit fluffy for my taste, but you've certainly inspired me to check it out a little more thoroughly so, thank you for that!
Now I think I might read your fic through again!
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And, I love Stars so much. They're fantastic.
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Seriously, you broke my soul.
:'(
I love that you chose to have Quinn be the narrator.
I would say more, but I just want to curl up under my blankets and never come out.
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Also, writing this totally broke my soul. I'm still coming to terms with the fact that I killed Mike and Matt wtf how could i???
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:D
annnnd yeah, it was pretty terrible to wrap my head around the fact that you KILLED EVERYONE!
D:
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To be fair, I didn't kill Quinn. Or Mercedes. But I thought about it.
-is shot-
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