Glee X Maleoc

Part 22 2x19

Chris's Pov.

3 Days Later

"LEAVE ME ALONE!" I yell as somebody is once again at my front door. S-shes gone, my mom just like that gone. Now I'm all alone, I'll never see her again, I'll never be able to hear her nag about things I was supposed to do.

Just nothing. She's gone the woman who brought me into this world and loved me no matter my flaws and mistakes.

As the doorbell keeps ringing, I force my body off the ground and march over to the door.

"What don't you understand about leaving me alone!" I yell as I open the front door. "Chris." Santana softly says as she walks in and wraps her arms around me.

"S-shes dead." I sob out as I fall to my knees while Santana still holds me in her arms.

"I'm so sorry." She whispers as she runs her hand through my hair while I continue to  sob into her.

"Christopher Ford." I hear a voice, and when i look up, I see a man who I don't think I even ever wanted to see.

"What are you doing here." I bite his was as I stand up and send him a hard glare.

"I'm here to arrange the funeral, after it you're coming with me." He says, and I just start to laugh.

"I'm not going anywhere with you." I bite his way, and Santana takes my hand to probably make sure I don't attack him.

"You're underage it's my job." He says, and I scoff at his words. "Your job was to be a father to me for the last 17 years. You didn't. I'm not going anywhere with you." I bite his way as anger starts to consume me.

"I'll arrange the funeral after you're coming with me." He says before walking out of my house and I trow the nearby vase against the wall.

"Chris." Santana softly says as she wraps her arms around me while I take heavy breaths. 

"I-i can't do this anymore." I sob into her chest as I hold the girl for dear life.

"We will talk with Mr Shue and the others to see if they can help you." Santana softly says, and I nod my head.

The Next Day.

Getting out my car with Santana, I keep my head high as all eyes fall on me. It's time for Glee. We skipped all the other classes like I'm not gonna deal with that bullshit.

"You're fine, I'm right here." Santana softly says as she takes my hand in hers.

Walking into the school, we pass my moms classroom and see a small memorial where my eyes stay focused. Feeling the tears run down my face, Santana rubs her thump over my hand. Forcing my eyes away, I start my journey towards the choir room where a lot of  sounds are coming from, but when me and Santana walk in, everyone falls silent.

"Ch-" Tina starts, but I put my hand in the air to silence her. "I don't wanna hear it." I state as I let go of Santana's hand.

"Beiste and Sue?" I ask Santana, who gives me a nod before sitting down on one of the empty chairs.

"Pumpkin." I hear behind me, and soon I feel  a hand on my shoulder. "P-Please sit down." I nervously say, and everyone starts to sit down.

"I need your help ." I say to the group of people but, well, more importantly to the teachers. "We are here for you, Chris." Kurt says, but I shake my head.

"My spermdoner showed up." I mumble as I run my hand through my hair. " He wants to take me after the funeral." I continue, and I think all jaws just hit the floor.