[TAG SANTANA, BUT OPEN] "Love, when you're in pieces. There's no one left to dry your eyes."

[gotstarpower]

Who: Mercedes Jones and Santana Lopez (also open)
What: Letting the pain set in
Where: The Resort, by the pool
When: Post Blaine's arrival, but no one is aware yet

Mercedes was still trying to find her feet on the island. It probably wasn't helping that since getting here, there was so much unrest and confusion with Kurt and all their friends. No one knew how to take any of this, and Mercedes knew that her showing up with news of Blaine's death had crushed them all. Especially Kurt. All they had been able to do was sit there in the audience while he tried to sing that song and watch as his heart broke all over again. She had been trying to contact him by text and phone, even email and Facebook, but it all went unanswered. Quinn couldn't even tell her how Kurt was doing, because she didn't know.

It was nice to have familiar faces here, and nice to know they were in a place where Kurt was alive, but without Blaine, was it even worth it? How was she supposed to get used to living in this strange place when her beautiful BFF was in so much pain? She went to the bar to get a drink, thinking that it couldn't hurt to have one or two, but she eventually ended up taking her glass outside and found a little deserted table right up the back corner well away from any of the passers-by.

She sat down alone and was going to try texting Kurt again from her new island cell, but she decided not to this time. She had tried all day and maybe he just needed to be alone right now. It was nearing 7pm, and as awful as it was, maybe alone time to try and get her head around everything was exactly what Mercedes needed too. So why did it feel so miserable? Without even realising, she was tearing up, sitting forward with her arms resting on the tabletop as she let the tears come all over again. How had their lives back home gotten so heartbreaking and tragic? It was never supposed to end like that.

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[have2justbeme]

"I was lucky in a way... I wasn't there when he actually died, and when I came here to the island, it was from Blaine's funeral, so I was in the middle of this quiet somber moment. Nobody could tell what had happened, and when I found out what people did and didn't know, I just figured it was better for everyone if they didn't have to hear what happened to Blaine. Maybe I was wrong. And it probably wasn't really my right to make that choice for everyone anyway. Everybody's entitled to information, especially where it concerns them. It wasn't my place or my right to decide that they shouldn't hear the truth. I thought I was doing the right thing. Now I'm not sure... I keep hoping he'll show up. I never met anybody here who committed suicide in the real world. I don't know if that means that they don't come here, or if I just haven't met anyone yet." She sighed heavily, the exhaustion of keeping a secret like this for so long finally hitting her fast and hard.

Her shoulders slumped after a moment, and she just buried her face in her hands for a moment, trying to pull herself together. She remembered that she'd been planning, after the funeral, to talk to Mercedes about what happened. It had been a horrible thing, all of them at a loss because, with Kurt's death, Blaine had already died years before. Maybe not physically, but in every other possible way. "'Cedes... I don't know what we'll do if we lose Kurt here, too, just like we lost him at home. But I don't know how much time we have before he gives up on living at all."

[gotstarpower]

Mercedes shook her head. "That's not lucky. Knowing that is not lucky, especially coming here and learning that Kurt has no idea about it. It's still blowing my mind that he's even here. I wanted to pin him down and check his pulse, even if he was standing there looking at me. Just, coming right from Blaine dying and landing here to be told Kurt did die, but only back there and he's still alive here, but there's not Blaine. Why can't the world just realise they're meant to be together? It doesn't matter damn well where they let them be together, but why keep tearing them apart like this? I dunno how Kurt has even gone this long waiting, either. I ain't ever really experience true love I don't think, but I can't even imagine how it could be to have it and then have it ripped all away from you. It's why I guess that, even though it was awful to witness, it wasn't really surprising when Blaine died. His heart already shut down the day we lost Kurt and how can anyone really live without your heart functioning? Which I guess... it means Kurt's heart is still functioning on something here. Hope, maybe? What if I've ruined all of that?"

"I... how has he been here?" she asked uncertainly, her voice wary because she was scared of the answers. "He's been here two years Puck said, how has Kurt been? What has he done to get him through this far? Can we help him keep doing that?"

[have2justbeme]

"There are some people who think that the island brings you the people you need at the right time. But I think it's bullshit. Because Kurt has needed Blaine since day one. How do you fucking arrive on an island with multiple holes in you, and not need your goddamn other half to be there for you? It's bullshit." Santana had never fully gotten over her anger at the island for not bringing Blaine to Kurt already. It wasn't right seeing Kurt live every single day without Blaine. "I guess. It has to be hope, because he hasn't got much of anything else left."

"Lost," she said slowly, running her finger along the bumps in the table. "Lonely. He's started smoking and drinking heavily. He's losing hope though, Mercedes. He's losing the belief that Blaine might come, because it's already been so long. It's hard to keep believing at this point. I don't know how much longer he can hold on... Or if anything we could do will help."

[gotstarpower]

Mercedes didn't have the answers. She hadn't been on the island for very long and there was still a large piece of her convinced this was all some weird dream she was going to wake up from. She just knew she didn't want to wake up because that would mean she was back in reality where Blaine had just committed suicide and Kurt had been dead for five years. That wasn't a reality she wanted to go back to. The bigger part of her was happy to be here on the island forever where Kurt was alive and breathing. But the big question mark over whether Blaine would come here or not and from when he would come, but maybe that was all the lesser of two evils? "But... back there, it's worse. I know it's probably easy to get all angry 'bout the fact Blaine ain't here, but... back there? They're both gone, and the world ain't a very nice place no more. Maybe the island doesn't bring you people you need, maybe it just brings you to the people you need at the time you need them most? He's got his life here, which he ain't got back home and won't ever get back at home."

She shook her head. "Probably not. Lasting as long as he has without Blaine is probably a feat in itself. Blaine didn't last out back home. They gotta be together, they don't work without each other. If Kurt wants to sabotage his second chance here 'cause it's too painful to live without Blaine, it probably ain't something we can stop. Maybe now I ruined it all telling him Blaine ain't made it back home, I crushed his hope. I think you were right now telling him. I just dunno if I can sit back and watch him die all over again. I ain't ever managed to deal with it the first time."