Fic: THLAL--I Love You
Title: To Have Loved and Lost
Disclaimer: I don't own em,if I did it would probably have to be on another channel.
Rating: PG-13-ish probably
Warnings: Character Death I repeat Character Death
Characters: Kurt, Blaine, Puck, Sam, Mercedes.
Word count: 500c
Spoilers: No spoilers really.
Summary: A slightly longer piece to Have Loved in Lost, from Blaine and Sam's POV.
A/N: Just something I did while the baby was napping.
Blaine can’t stop screaming. He tries, but he can’t seem to stop. Because Kurt is lying there pinned under the car and Blaine wants so desperately to stop screaming. Sam suddenly steps up in front of him, calls his name twice and then smacks him hard, and Blaine’s shocked into stopping. He stares at Sam for a second before they both drop to their knees, almost in unison. Kurt cranes his head as much as he can to see them, he tries to smile, but there’s blood on his teeth and Blaine thinks he might throw up.
Distantly, he can hear Mercedes yelling into her cell phone, calling for help he assumes. Puck stands as if in a daze several feet back. It takes Blaine a moment to realize the noise roaring through his head is his own voice, crying, begging for Kurt to hold on. They had been having an argument before the crash and when Kurt smiles a little Blaine flinches.
“If I die, I guess that means you win.” It’s soft, quiet and Sam goes stricken and he gags a little on his tongue. Blaine didn’t know he could make the noise he just let out and he lays flat on his stomach so he can reach out and grab Kurt’s hand.
“Don’t be stupid, you aren’t going to die.” Blaine tells him, but he’s crying and he doesn’t actually believe it. Kurt doesn’t believe it either, because his fingers curl loosely around his hand.
“It doesn’t hurt anymore.” Kurt says and Blaine twists his head to look at Sam.
“That just means you’re fine.” Blaine says, and he tries to sound nonchalant, but the fact that he’s still crying, he doubts it works.
“I love you.” Kurt tells him and Blaine clenches his hand tighter and leans forward to kiss his fingertips.
“Don’t go, please…stay with me.” Blaine begs and Sam is suddenly gripping his shoulder.
“Sam…tell my dad I love him ok?” and Sam chokes before nodding. “Tell Finn…Tell him he was a good brother.”
“I will.” Sam manages, and Kurt smiles slightly.
“Don’t you dare.” Blaine warns, but it’s too late, Kurt begins to fade away.
“I love you; you’re going to do great things.” Kurt says, but it’s garbled and blood spills over his lips.
“Kurt, just hang on a little while longer ok?”
“I love you.” Kurt repeats and before Blaine can say anything, he feels Kurt’s hand go slack and his arm goes limp.
“No…” But he knows it’s too late.
“Kurt,” Sam’s voice sounds anything but his own, and Blaine breaks down completely, if he wasn’t having a breakdown before, he certainly was now. Sam’s hand tightens around his shoulder, but Blaine barely feels it. Kurt is gone, and nothing, is ever going to make it alright. Sam stares because he doesn’t seem sure what else to do. There isn’t any fixing this. Kurt died, you can’t fix that.
“I love you…” Blaine whispers. Then, there isn’t any other sound.
Disclaimer: I don't own em,if I did it would probably have to be on another channel.
Rating: PG-13-ish probably
Warnings: Character Death I repeat Character Death
Characters: Kurt, Blaine, Puck, Sam, Mercedes.
Word count: 500c
Spoilers: No spoilers really.
Summary: A slightly longer piece to Have Loved in Lost, from Blaine and Sam's POV.
A/N: Just something I did while the baby was napping.
Blaine can’t stop screaming. He tries, but he can’t seem to stop. Because Kurt is lying there pinned under the car and Blaine wants so desperately to stop screaming. Sam suddenly steps up in front of him, calls his name twice and then smacks him hard, and Blaine’s shocked into stopping. He stares at Sam for a second before they both drop to their knees, almost in unison. Kurt cranes his head as much as he can to see them, he tries to smile, but there’s blood on his teeth and Blaine thinks he might throw up.
Distantly, he can hear Mercedes yelling into her cell phone, calling for help he assumes. Puck stands as if in a daze several feet back. It takes Blaine a moment to realize the noise roaring through his head is his own voice, crying, begging for Kurt to hold on. They had been having an argument before the crash and when Kurt smiles a little Blaine flinches.
“If I die, I guess that means you win.” It’s soft, quiet and Sam goes stricken and he gags a little on his tongue. Blaine didn’t know he could make the noise he just let out and he lays flat on his stomach so he can reach out and grab Kurt’s hand.
“Don’t be stupid, you aren’t going to die.” Blaine tells him, but he’s crying and he doesn’t actually believe it. Kurt doesn’t believe it either, because his fingers curl loosely around his hand.
“It doesn’t hurt anymore.” Kurt says and Blaine twists his head to look at Sam.
“That just means you’re fine.” Blaine says, and he tries to sound nonchalant, but the fact that he’s still crying, he doubts it works.
“I love you.” Kurt tells him and Blaine clenches his hand tighter and leans forward to kiss his fingertips.
“Don’t go, please…stay with me.” Blaine begs and Sam is suddenly gripping his shoulder.
“Sam…tell my dad I love him ok?” and Sam chokes before nodding. “Tell Finn…Tell him he was a good brother.”
“I will.” Sam manages, and Kurt smiles slightly.
“Don’t you dare.” Blaine warns, but it’s too late, Kurt begins to fade away.
“I love you; you’re going to do great things.” Kurt says, but it’s garbled and blood spills over his lips.
“Kurt, just hang on a little while longer ok?”
“I love you.” Kurt repeats and before Blaine can say anything, he feels Kurt’s hand go slack and his arm goes limp.
“No…” But he knows it’s too late.
“Kurt,” Sam’s voice sounds anything but his own, and Blaine breaks down completely, if he wasn’t having a breakdown before, he certainly was now. Sam’s hand tightens around his shoulder, but Blaine barely feels it. Kurt is gone, and nothing, is ever going to make it alright. Sam stares because he doesn’t seem sure what else to do. There isn’t any fixing this. Kurt died, you can’t fix that.
“I love you…” Blaine whispers. Then, there isn’t any other sound.