Our Little Safety Net
I combed my hair once more, keeping my thick black curls neatly gelled down. I sighed as my back was pressed against my locker, all my thoughts being drawn to one simple fact… my life was a disaster. There was nothing fun about it at all really, my father was an alcoholic when he wasn't working as well as occasionally being under the influence of alcohol at work in the office. My father also had a more emotional bond to vodka than his two children. My mother was quiet, she never called him out on any of his homophobic tendencies and neither did she help me and my brother in times of trouble. Mom would always say "I don't take sides in these arguments" as she sipped her cup of coffee and returned to watching sewing in her free time. I shook my head, my parent's actions causing both me and my brother issues, except they were harder for me to take. I was gay; I just hadn't told a soul.
I slowly bent over; lacing my shoe where it had came undone. The hallway was empty, not a single person other than myself had occupied it, classes were long over for the day meaning everyone had gone home, whereas I was trying to avoid my own.
"I'd tap that" A husky voice said from behind me, startling me as he smacked my ass hard, the sheer force behind it throwing me off balance and into a small huddle on the floor in the middle of the hallway. I looked up from my new spot on the floor, seeing who my new tormentor was. I found David Karofsky standing in front of me wearing grey sweatpants and a red polo shirt. My heart rate quickened as I turned my attention to his face, noticing the smug smirk that lay proudly on his face. My palms grew moist with fear as he towered over me.
I gulped, the position making me feel small and vulnerable. I looked at him in confusion as his smirk turned to anger. "Nobody is to hear about this. No matter how hot you are, I WILL crush you if word gets out" he took a few steps towards me to close the distance. Scrambling backwards I attempted to keep as much distance between us as I could, swallowing thickly and I trembled.
"I'm not gay, Karofsky" I flushed a fluorescent red as my face burned, my entire body feeling like I was forcing it to turn itself inside out just to hide the lie.
Karofsky's face had changed once again, his eyes boring into me as he licked his lips. "Doesn't matter" he said as he kneeled beside me, even the small change in his posture making me feel in edge. "I say the exact same thing" he added, he stood once more, his heavy sneaker landing on my ankle, as he slowly added more pressure to it as he shifted his body weight. I screamed when I felt my ankle bone press into the floor.
"Shut it, Anderson. Everyone's gone home. I just want you to admit it, admit that you're gay". My eyes were watering as I held my breath, trying anything to get the incredible hulk off of my leg. A sharp area of his sneaker pressed into my lower ankle, making me cry out in pain. "FINE I'M GAY NOW GET THE FUCK OFF OF ME!" I shouted, a feeling of pins and needles flying up my leg. He smirked once more at the simple fact I'd given in to him, which is when I realised; he wasn't going to stop hurting me.
"KAROFSKY! GET THE HELL OFF MY BOYFRIEND" an unfamiliar voice yelled from halfway down the hall. I ducked my head quickly at the voice; it was sharp and contained a lot of authority. Dave practically flew off of me as his face turned to the boy who I still hadn't brought myself to look at. The boy strided towards us, his body language had angry all over it, making me shrink into the floor trying to be invisible.
I finally let myself look at the boy; to my surprise he was absolutely stunning. His brown hair wet, probably from the showers in the locker room, I smiled a little as I took in his grey skinny jeans and a loose t-shirt draped over his slim figure. It had suddenly dawned on me who this boy was.
My heart beated faster with excitement, this was Kurt Hummel. The footballer who is also in glee club, along with his brother Finn.
My mind snapped back into reality when I realised Kurt had continued speaking.
"Well!? Why did you need to hear that my boyfriend is gay so badly, Karofsky?" his voice coming out harsh, making me blush at the possessiveness in his voice, along with the fact I'd now noticed the beautiful brunette had called me his boyfriend. Twice.
Dave just looked at me, his face twisting with both amusement as well as jealousy. "Should've known the hottest gay guys in school are taken" he smiled with disbelief, his anger beginning to melt away as he gazed at the athlete before him.
"So you're telling me that you wanted to date him? So, that's why you hurt him!?" his voice becoming harsh once again. "Want me to tell you what's wrong with that sentence?" The boy was now walking over to me, squatting beside me and pulling me into his arms, minding my leg as he did so. I felt that I had to play along, wrapping my own arms around him in response. We pulled apart from the embrace, pausing half way to kiss my temple lightly and then pulling away completely. Kurt smiled at me once again, winking at me and making my skin turn red in a blush.
"I don't get it. How long have you been dating?" Karofsky asked, making me snap my head back to my tormentor, I didn't miss how his voice was full of jealousy and pain. Kurt simply smiled, acting nonchalant about the question. "About three weeks, we just kept it quiet because Blaine wasn't ready to come out" I blushed; Kurt Hummel had known my name.
Kurt then returned all of his attention to me, his eyes drinking me in as he smiled softer, almost as if he was happy I went along with his story. "Baby, how's your ankle?" he rubbed it lightly, keeping his eyes on my face to assess the damage.
"FUCK" I whined, biting my lip and looking up at Kurt through my eyelashes. "Sorry… that bit hurts the most", soon realising both Kurt and Karofsky were watching me with dilated pupils. The brunette whipped his head around to the bully who was still standing in front of us. "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU STILL DOING HERE?" he snapped, making Dave walk away quickly, only looking back once.
Once David was gone, Kurt's body language and facial features softened. He grinned at me, taking hold of my hand. "I am so sorry about that... I panicked and needed to help you in some way." I smiled, squeezing his hand lightly. "Don't worry, if I had to come out I guess saying I have a talented boyfriend is the way to do it" I said cheerfully. My fake boyfriend's smile turned into a grin as his eyes grew dark. "You don't need to commit to me or anything, we just need to act like boyfriends around Karofsky for a little while".
"I'm Kurt Hummel, I'm seventeen and I'm in glee club, on the football team and I want to be on Broadway" his arm stroking mine as he tried to get me comfortable with him. I calmed down a little, my leg throbbing with pain but I tried my best to ignore it. "I'm Blaine Anderson, I'm sixteen and I've only been at McKinley for two months" I said, suddenly becoming self-conscious. Kurt tried lifting me, shocking me when he succeeded and he supported me as I tried to walk a little. "Now introductions are aside, you're coming to my house so my step mom can check your leg over. She's a nurse".