Her Warbler

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Someone once told me, When a close friend unexpectedly leaves us, a piece of our heart is broken. Getting that phone call from Kurt was probably one of the worst things I could have ever heard at 11:06 p.m. I still remember the exact time I received the news. It's been three weeks since the funeral. I couldn't even look at myself. The last time I felt this was when my mom died. I still remember my mom's death like it was yesterday. With Finn dying, I couldn't help but feel all of the feelings of when my mom died once more. It felt like an elephant sat on my lungs. It felt like pins and needles stabbing my left ventricle. It felt like my heart has slowed down slower than ever.

I got up and ready for another horrible day at school. I haven't been going to school for two weeks. Everything reminds me of him. It doesn't matter how the hell he died, but he was one of my best friends.

When we were kids, we were inseparable. Between building pillow forts and watching Peter Pan for the millionth time and me cheering him on at his games whereas he cheered me on at my recitals. Even when him and Quinn started to date, I didn't feel like he was completely out of my life. Now he is...

I put on any old outfit because at this point I did not care. I just felt like my world was falling apart. The minute I am happy, something miserable happens to me. Didn't even bother with the make up since I was probably going to cry it off in the bathrooms anyways.

I went down stairs and I began get my things ready for school. The minute I go downstairs, I see my dad sitting on the dining room table.

"Hey, hun." My dad let out an awkward smile. I didn't even wince a smile. I was devastated. "Are you sure you want to go to school today?" He asked.

"I'll just get through today. I missed two weeks as it is." I mumbled.

"Elle, are you sure you don't want to go see Dr. Campbell again? You are in an even worse state then you were when your mom..." I shot my dad a glare.

"What do you expect me to be like? My best friend just died almost 21 days ago." I reminded.

"I know, but..."

"Thee is nothing to discuss, just let me be." I grumbled as I grabbed my things and hurried off to my car. Didn't even both to turn on the music.

I pulled into the school parking lot. Today was going to be a long day. No doubt about it. This week Mr. Schuester wanted to have a Finn week. That way we can all say goodbye to him.

I stumbled my way into the building. All eyes were on me. I felt it on the inside. I feel like everyone is watching me. Watching every step I made. Every breathe I took. Every word I muttered.

I walked to my locker and as I grabbed my textbooks, I noticed the Finn memorial in the middle of the hallway. I walked over. I looked at all of the pictures of him and noted students wrote. Half of these students were horrible to him just for being in Glee. How could these students be once so cruel to him, but suddenly change their opinions on him when he isn't here to hear them from the person.

After a long day, I walked into the glee room. I felt like I couldn't breathe. I kept seeing him everywhere and hearing his voice echo through my head thousands of times. I couldn't focus on anything. Everything just reminds me of him.

"Really glad so many of you could make it back for this." Mr. Schuester started. He has been rock. He hasn't even shed one tear. How does he do it?

"We wouldn't miss it for anything, Mr. Schue." Mercedes comments. There were some people not here. One of those people was Quinn. I don't think she is handling this well either since her and Finn did date.

"The funeral was for everyone, but I wanted to do something just for us to memorialize him the only way we know how by singing. All week long. Anyone who wants to can come up and sing. Maybe a song he sung. Maybe something that reminds you of him." Mr. Schuester added.