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      Clara looked around, kurt?

She could see kurt hovering over jessie.She so dearly hoped kurt was killing her.

As kurt got up she could see jessie laying on the ground losing consciousness.

But,Kurt revealed a wound of his own,a stab wound .

As Clara saw it she froze,shock written over her face.

Then she screamed.

Not a scream like you would on a roller coaster, no a scream of bloody murder.

She ran over to kurt as her nose leaked dark red.

"Kurt! Kurt are you okay?"

"I'm fine clara "

"I'm was a medic student a few years back we don't have to go to the hospital!-"

As those words left her mouth she felt a sharp pain from her back.

She turned around and there she was jesse alive and vengeful.




"YOU BITCH!" Clara yelled echoing thru the garage.

Jessie was there with a knife in her hand and smirking.

Jessie went for it again stabbing clara in the neck.

Kury finally realized what happened turning around and felt his heart rupture.

"Kurt?"

He ran and smashed jessies head through the window and grabbed a broken slab and stabbed jessie over and over.

It was too late.

The only person who understood him,cared for him, seeked him out,depend on him,love him , was gone.

Her life was taken in a swift.












"Kurt?"
"Kurt?"
"Kurt?"
"Kurt?"
"Kurt?"
"Kurt?"

Her pleads of help echoed through his head as he held her body.

She looked so peaceful.

He could've done more,he could've helped her, he could've saved her.

But he didn't like the dumb disappointment he was.

God he had to kill bobby to get some sort of fame.

So there he was rethinking his whole life as she was dead in his arms.






As kurt lay in his bed he couldn't sleep everytime he closed his eyes all he saw was her .

Clara dead in his arms.

He broke down just in his bed , right there and then .

So he promised to himself he would never fall in love again.




SO LAST CHAPTER I LOVE YOU GUYS SO MUCH SO I GIVE YOU FREE UNKRISSING CARD

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