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Note: Wow, thank you so much for the numerous reviews and alerts/adds! I never did expect this story to take off the way it did, but I'm so glad it did. Again I emphasize that suicide is NEVER the answer. Please, if you or a friend are contemplating it, get help immediately. Stay strong. Thanks for sticking by me. Much love, GirlInTheMirror. xox

We the undersigned of the McKinley Suicide Pact agree to the following:

1. You must complete your task within the day you are chosen for. No exceptions.

2. You cannot choose the method that the person before you chose.

a. For example, if Person B selects hanging, Person C may not choose hanging as well.

3. The leader of the group (and you very know who this is) will select the order in which you will die. They will be the last to carry out the deed.

4. No one must know of this Pact. Anyone who does reveal details of the Pact will be expelled from the group.

5. As members of Glee Club, you must select a song that will play as you are dying.

a. Preferably one that relates to suicide or the abuses that you have suffered.

b. No two people may select the same song.

6. Select your method of death carefully. If you should fail (i.e. botch things up), you will be expelled from the group.

Good luck. We will meet again on the other side.


Rachel Berry Santana Lopez Artie Abrams

Sam Evans Tina Cohen-Chang Mike Chang

Kurt E. Hummel Noah 'Puck' Puckerman Mercedes Jones


David Karofsky

The Pact was discovered by Quinn's mother after she came home to find her baby girl dead in the bathtub at sixteen. It was then shown to the victim's families, who also received copies of their children's journal pages that were the chronicles of their pain. Mrs. Cohen-Chang divorced her husband after she learned what he had done to their daughter. Burt Hummel collapsed into a heap after he realized that the son he'd loved was really, in fact, his daughter. Sara Puckerman was placed under the guardianship of her grandmother, and her mother was sent to a rehabilitation center in hopes of curing her of her alcoholism. The Evans family, heartbroken, moved to Kentucky. The rest of the families grieved in their own private, personal ways.
Sue Sylvester, devastated over the loss of her two best—and personal favorite—Cheerios, resigned from McKinley and started coaching at a school in Sandusky. She never forgave herself for what happened to Santana and Quinn, and felt as if she could have prevented the latter's death.

Brittany Pearce, heartbroken over Quinn and Santana's deaths, moved as far away as she could out of grief and sorrow. She felt especially guilty over the fact that Santana had talked so openly about suicide, and she didn't tell anyone about it. She never went back to Lima.

Finn Hudson, upon learning of the Pact, had a mental breakdown and turned to alcohol to numb his pain over his two ex-girlfriends and his stepbrother—well, stepsister—killing themselves in brutal ways. He dropped out of school, and two years later, while sitting alone in his apartment, blew his brains out, much to the dismay of those watching him from the afterlife. He did not join them there, for reasons none of them understood.

Will Schuester had been making tributes to his fallen students since Artie had taken his life. If you were to walk into the choir room today, you'd find ten memorials set up around the room, and in the center of it all, a framed copy of the Pact, to serve as a reminder and a warning. It was a cautionary tale, of sorts. You may have seen their story on the news, or perhaps you read about it in the major newspapers. It did make the national news, after all. It's not every day that an eleven-person suicide pact takes place and is carried out successfully, especially in small-town Ohio.

He stood there, a year after it all, and looked out at the new faces smiling up at him. They had been so eager to sign up for Glee club. Not because they wanted to be part of something much bigger than them, but because they genuinely loved singing.

Sometimes, they reminded him too much of them. He could've sworn that Wade was the secret love-child of Mercedes and Kurt. He saw so much of Rachel in Harmony, right down to the ego and the dramatics. Joe reminded him in a way of Puck, and Rory—the foreign exchange student—of Sam. Sometimes he'd look at Sugar and see bits of Santana in her, or he'd glance at Nick and be instantly reminded of Artie. Wes reminded him an awful lot of Mike, uncomfortably so at times. It was as if they were all still there, as if they were there with him but in slightly varied forms.

But there had been one name on that sign-up sheet that he'd recognized, but he'd be damned if he remembered from where. It wasn't until the boy had auditioned that he realized where he'd seen him before: crying in the back of the room at Sam's funeral.

Blaine. The boy Sam had been involved with, the one who he'd gone to that fateful Sadie Hawkins Day dance with.

He'd come back to face Sam's ghost.

From in the afterlife, Sam pressed his hands to the invisible barriers separating them from the real world. "Blaine," he murmured.

"He must really still love you," Quinn whispered.

"I still love him," Sam turned toward her with tear-filled eyes.

"You know the rules," Rachel said. "We can't interfere with our old lives."

"I know," Sam sniffled. "God, this being dead thing sucks."

They were never forgotten, though. All of the people who they thought wouldn't cry, cried. All of the people who they thought wouldn't care, cared. All of the people who they thought wouldn't remember, remembered.

The eleven members of the William McKinley High School Suicide Pact.

The End