Mercedes just shook her head a little, feeling helpless. She was so confused and her heart was aching at just losing Blaine. "You were there. You called me. You were worried about him on their anniversary. You thought because it was five years, Blaine would be more upset than usual. You went to his place but his neighbour told you he was at work, so you went to the bar. But he wasn't performing and the jerk who owned the place didn't know where Blaine was. He was supposed to be there but didn't turn up for his performance. That's when you looked around and you... you found him. In the bathrooms. Overdosed on all his medication. That's when you called me and I met you at the hospital but it was too late... it was too late..." she broke off with another sob.

She accepted the hug gratefully, feeling like the world had just exploded around her and... had it? What the hell was all this? She was a religious girl, totally loyal, and she didn't believe in stuff like this beyond what was written in the bible. Of course, over the past few years since Kurt was so horribly taken from them, her faith had waned. She stopped going to church every week when things stopped making sense. She kept praying for Blaine to be helped and saved, but that didn't even work. Maybe Kurt was right all along? Maybe God and the bible was nothing but a giant farce? But when Puck got to the last bit, she pulled back, frowning at him in confusion through her tears. "What are you talking about? Why don't you understand any of this? You were there for it all! Burt passed away a year ago. From a heart attack, remember? You stood in their kitchen when Carole told you she thought he died of a broken heart over losing Kurt. They buried him beside Kurt and his mom. Why don't you remember this?" she asked tearfully.