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Farewell My Brother, Our Son, Our Friend!

Following with recent events. This will be the only story I create that involves Finn's death. I will not even attempt to formulate a cause.


M - Words: 1,421 - Last Updated: Aug 01, 2013
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Categories: Angst, Tragedy,
Characters: Blaine Anderson, Burt Hummel, Carole Hudson-Hummel, Finn Hudson, Kurt Hummel, Rachel Berry,
Tags: character death, hurt/comfort,

Author's Notes: I am sorry. I had to get this out. I bawled the entire time writing it.RIP Cory. Your memory will forever live on in the hearts of many.

Carole clung tightly to both Burt and Kurt's hands. How could this be happening? A parent is not supposed to outlive their child. A mother should not have to bury her son. There were so many unanswered questions that she knew she would always have.

Burt stood beside Carole, holding her hand, a red rose in his other hand. Kurt stood on her other side, mirroring his father. They listened to the words being spoken. Kurt wasn't really paying attention. He didn't believe in god, and losing the only brother he ever knew, was even more of a reason not to believe.

Blaine stood a few feet back. He wanted to be here for Kurt, but he didn't want to feel like he was intruding. Burt had told him once before, that he was like family, but he still felt awkward. He had gotten closer to Finn during his time as director of The New Directions.

Rachel stood beside Blaine, a single red rose in hand, dark sunglasses hiding her reddened eyes. This only happened to other people...right? Losing the love of your life, before you get to spend your life together?

They had opted on the graveside ceremony being family only, of course with the exception of Rachel and Blaine. They were almost family and very important to the Hudson-Hummel household.

When the minister finished his sermon, Kurt stepped forward. "Last year, before graduation, Glee club, was given an assignment. To find a way, through song, to say goodbye to each other." He wiped at his eyes with the back of his hand. I sang a song, which held special meaning for me back then. But more so now. " He began singing Acapella

Mmmm, mmmm
Say good-bye to not knowing when
The truth in my whole life began
Say good-bye to not knowing how to cry
You taught me that

And I'll remember the strength that you gave me
Now that I'm standing on my own
I'll remember the way that you saved me
I'll remember

Inside I was a child
That could not mend a broken wing
Outside I looked for a way
To teach my heart to sing

And I'll remember the love that you gave me
Now that I'm standing on my own
I'll remember the way that you changed me
I'll remember

I learned
To let go
Of the illusion that we can possess
I learned
To let go
I travel in stillness
And I'll remember
Happiness
I'll remember (I'll remember)
Mmmmm... (I'll remember)
Mmmmm...

And I'll remember the love that you gave me
Now that I'm standing on my own
I'll remember the way that you changed me
I'll remember

No I've never been afraid to cry
Now I finally have a reason why
I'll remember (I'll remember)
No I've never been afraid to cry
Now I finally have a reason why
I'll remember (I'll remember)
No I've never been afraid to cry
And I finally have a reason why
I'll remember (I'll remember)
No I've never been afraid to cry
And I finally have a reason why
I'll remember (I'll remember)

As was expected, there was not a dry eye among the few standing there paying their last respects. Kurt stood above the hole, containing the ornate casket. He dropped his rose and through his tears, spoke. "Thank you for being a brother to me. You showed me that no matter who we are, when we meet the right people, we can change for the better. Everyone knows we had our rough start, but I wouldn't have asked for any other person to be my brother, rest easy Finn."

Kurt went to take his place beside Carole, changing his mind and continuing back to stand beside Blaine, taking his hand and giving it a gentle squeeze.

Rachel was the next to speak. "Finn and I may have had our crazy moments, but I loved him and he was never shy about telling me he loved me. Even when we weren't together as a couple, we were always friends. He will always be my friend." She started crying harder. :I just wish, we had more time. I love him. I won't say goodbye Finn. I will say see you later. I will look up to the sky at night, and find the star you bought for me. Make sure you keep it burning bright. So I know you are always up there looking down on me, hopefully with a smile." She dropped her rose into the hole and turned, first hugging Carole, then Burt, before taking her place on the other side Kurt, taking his hand and squeezing it.

Blaine stepped forward, when it was his turn. "Finn and I met through Kurt. To say we didn't quite get along when I first transferred to McKinley, would be an understatement. I came to love him like a brother though. Having him as a mentor through Glee club, was an interesting experience. When things changed between Kurt and me, Finn was still there for me. Like a true brother. So thank you Finn. You let your walls down and joined in with us in our Superhero fantasy at school, even tailoring an assignment around it. So from NightBird to the Almighty Treble Clef, keep the music alive." He removed something from his jacket pocket and held it in his hand. "We found this with your things at school. It is yours and you should have it." He dropped the gold treble clef pin down into the hole, followed by the rose. "Later, big guy." Blaine whispered softly.

Once Blaine was back in his spot, again holding Kurt's hand, tightly in his, Burt kissed Carole's tear streaked cheek and stepped forward. "You know, I never considered Finn to be less than my son. It may have taken time for us to find our stride as a family, but we did it. Finn and Kurt, definitely kept us on our toes. There is no easy way to say goodbye. I have been through this before, a few rows over. It does not get any easier, especially when the person you are saying goodbye to, was so full of life, had so many people who loved him, and who he loved back. Saying goodbye sucks. So this is not goodbye, Son. This is see you around. I will think of you every football game, every drum beat, every bad dance move. Keep watch over your mom, I will do so from down here, but now you have the job from up there." He dropped his rose on top of the others, and stood back beside Carole.

The last to speak, was Carole. "I gave birth to you, I raised you, I taught you about life. How could I not be able to protect you from this? I should be able to watch you get married and give me grandbabies, not burying you and saying goodbye. That is not how life is supposed to be." She wiped hard at her eyes and cheeks as the tears fell. "I am not sure if I should be angry, hurt, sad, or maybe all three. I can't say goodbye to Finn. You made me proud to be your mother. Thank you for being such a wonderful son." Her rose landed on top of the others.

As Carole took her place beside Burt, holding his hand and leaning into him, a loud clap of thunder sounded. The minister spoke up. "We better bring a close to this part of the service. It looks like the weather has decided to change on us." He said one last prayer, inviting each of those in attendance to drop a handful of the soil onto the casket. Burt was the first to speak as they each did so. "We know that thunder was your way of telling us you are ok, kid. Now you can annoy someone else with your loud drumming."

This made everyone chuckle, even Carole. "We have to meet everyone else back at the house. Rachel's fathers have been entertaining and feeding them all, so that we could all be here. So please, there is plenty of food." She looked at Rachel and Blaine. "Please join us."

Blaine retook Kurt's hand in his. "Burt was right." He whispered. "Saying goodbye sucks."

Kurt looked at Blaine and gave him a soft tearful smile. "That is why, as I have always promised you, I am never saying goodbye to you."


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