Author's Notes: Enjoy! Thanks for reading! Chapter 4 will be up Monday night or Tuesday afternoon!
Kurt had convinced Blaine to stay home that day while he went out with Annabelle. He wanted today to be just them. She didn't know where he was taking them though and he kept second guessing himself the whole drive but wanted to do this. He felt more nauseous as they got closer. When he pulled onto the dirt road and took two turns he stopped the car.
“Kurt...why are we at a cemetery?” she asked hesitantly. Kurt turned the car off and turned to face her.
“I didn't know how to do this and if you want to leave we can...” he said. She looked at him quizzically.
“What do you mean?” she asked.
“Our mom is buried here...I haven't been here in a few months but it's her birthday and I heard you were never here. I'm probably overstepping a boundary but I wanted to bring you to...see her,” he replied. He could feel the tears already welling up in his eyes and he tried to hold them back. He promised himself he wouldn't do this. Not in front of Annabelle. She looked out of the window then to him.
“Let's go...” she said quietly. He got out and opened the back door and pulled out the dozen roses he had bought earlier. He walked over to Annabelle and took her hand. She smiled up at him and he smiled back down at her. He held the flowers out to her and she slowly took them. He led her through the rows of gravestones and finally stopped at one grave. He looked down at the gravestone.
“Elizabeth Anne Hummel...” Annabelle said. She kneeled down and put the roses down by the stone and ran her fingers over the engraving. She stood back up by Kurt and looked up at him.
“Kurt...I don't know how to ask this. I don't know anything about our mom. I don't remember anything. Her smell, her touch, her smile...I don't know anything about her. All I know is she was loving...and that you look like her and take after her...so please, can you tell me what you remember?” she asked. Kurt looked at her and saw that she was crying. Kurt felt his heart breaking.
“I barely remember her myself...but yes, I do look like her and you look just like her too. She was very loving. She loved everybody. The majority of what I remember is her always being in the hospital. I remember her singing to me, singing with me, and teaching me piano. I also remember my last birthday with her. She tried her hardest to do everything like she used to do for me that day. Dad had to help but it was perfect. After that she took a bad turn. She died a few months later,” Kurt said his voice shaking.
“I don't remember you though...and that hurts a lot. I can't remember having a sister. They never talked about you around me I guess...” he said. She took his hand and laid her head on his shoulder.
“I don't remember anything. I wish I was able to though,” she replied.
“I remember some and that hurts so much because I loved her so much and looked up to her. I was devastated to lose her. It took us a while to get over...not get over but be able to move on day to day without her. I had to for dad. Annabelle it was so hard to say goodbye to her...I think you're lucky you didn't know her,” he said.
“How could you say that? Wouldn't you want to know her if you were in my shoes?” she asked. He heard her getting angry and he sighed. This was so hard.
“Of course I'd love to have known her what I mean is...you didn't know her like I did. You didn't know what you were losing. I did and it hurt so much. Then when dad was in the hospital and I almost lost him all of those memories came back of her and that day I lost her,” he said. She rubbed her hand up and down his arm.
“I told myself I wouldn't do this and I'd be strong. For us...for you. It's so hard though,” Kurt said letting the tears fall. Annabelle hugged him and he cried into her hair. His hands were on her back and hers were around his neck.
“It's okay Kurt. I don't care that you aren't strong today...or strong here. You brought me here for the first time and it means a lot,” she said. He heard somebody walking and looked over to his right to see Blaine standing a few feet away.
“I told you not to come...” he said. Blaine put his hands up in defense and looked at Annabelle.
“I knew you'd be here and you'd be with her. I wanted to come to make sure you two were okay,” Blaine replied. Annabelle smiled a little at him. She let Kurt go and Blaine came over to them. Blaine took Kurt into his arms and Kurt cried even more.
“It's okay...” Blaine whispered to him. Annabelle smiled at them and looked at her mom's grave.
“I brought Blaine here after a year of dating. You know, introduced them to one another. I think she approves,” Kurt said. Annabelle looked back at him and smiled.
“I can't see why she wouldn't. Blaine's amazing and he really loves you,” Annabelle replied.
“I'm so sorry for how I'm being Anna,” Kurt said.
“Kurt it's okay...really it is. I'm glad you brought me here. It means a lot,” she replied. Kurt let Blaine go and took her hand smiling at her.
“Happy Birthday Mom,” Annabelle said.
“Happy Birthday Mom,” Kurt echoed. Blaine came over and wrapped his arms Kurt's torso and kissed his neck.
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