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ending 2

the ending if ram and kurt actually got shot with 'Ich Luge' bullets. (also from the movie)
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"Ugh- What the." Kurt wiped the blood off the center of his chest. "Blood?" He looked around slowly. Sight hazy. He then saw Ram not the far from him. "Yo Ram." He said. Kurt then saw a bag next to him. He pulled out a bottle of mineral water. "Oh my god. Rams gay. Im totally going to flame him for this." Kurt then crawled over to Ram. Kurt saw the bullet wound in his neck. Eyes open, which was pretty creepy. "Holt shit. Ram, dude." He shoved his shoulder. Kurt then checked for a pulse, it was weak. Kurt put on his clothes and ran to the closet sight of civilization. Which wasn't that far, there were cops lining the woods with caution tape. "Excuse me, Officer my bud-"
"What the shit." one officer stated. He then tapped the shoulder of the partnering officer.
"Kurt?" The other office said. Kurt had a confused look on.
"Yeah?" He said confused of what has happened. The officer handed him the suicide not they apparently 'written'.

Ram and I died the day we realized we could never reveal our gay forbidden love to a uncaring, un-understanding world. The joy we shared in our arms was better then any-

   Kurt couldn't read anymore. He was appalled. The first words he dared say were, "I didn't write that." The cops just snickered upon themselves. "Listen my friend is in the woods dying can you help me or not." Kurt said fed up with this pansy shit.
   The ambulance soon arrived taking Ram and Kurt into the hospitals. Kurt lied in the bed fine, wondering what happened that day. Obviously that emo fuck shot them. But why the letter?
Kurt sat on the edge of the bed, resting his tired head in his hands. He wondered if Ram was still 'dead'. He had intense feelings for Ram, but could never see him dating another man. They were friends, and thats all they needed. Soon the nurse came to check on him.
   "How are you, Mr.Kelly?" she asked setting a tray of hospital food in front of him.
   "Its Kurt. And im fine, Ive been fine." He said poking his food.
   "Okay, Kurt. Your- Friend.. Is in your neighboring room." The nurse said smiling and leaving. Kurt nodded. But he wouldn't visit him. He couldn't handle it right now. Practically reviving from the dead is enough. He didn't need to see his friend in a coma, breathing off some tank air or whatever.
   He sat their hours on end, Letting everything chip away at him.

  9:45

   Kurts parents knocked on the wooden door gently. He waved them in  through the glass window. Both of them sat beside Kurt in silence. Kurt rolled his head back prepping himself for the 'Gay' talk.
   "Listen son-"
   "Im not gay dad." Kurt interrupted.
   "I understand, Kurt. But i just need you to know. We're glad your alive, and if you have decided you like Ram. Thats okay, Alright?" The dad said patting his sons back. Kurt nodded, unenthusiastically.
   "We brought you take out. We know how terrible hospital food is." Kurts mom said handing him a bag of left overs from the date night.
   "Gee, leftovers hey." Kurt said teasingly. Both smiled and kissed Kurt goodbye.
   "Good to have you back Kurtis."
then he was left in silence once more.
except now he had a bag of food.