So, I know this is a little bit morbid, but before the conclusion of season 2 I was fairly convinced they actually were going to end precisely with this cliff-hanger scenario. I still think they might do it at some point during season 3, and so I wanted to beat them to the punch and write it myself. I'll admit that I, myself, find it a little depressing, but I think it makes for some seriously compelling drama and to be honest I just couldn't stop myself. I hope you find it...engaging.
"So here are the nominees for my audition song: 'I'll Cover You' from Rent, 'Silly Love Songs,' or 'Adelaide' from Guys and Dolls. What do think?"
"I think – " Kurt began, but his opinion giving was suddenly interrupted by the sound of his phone ringing. "Sorry," he said absently to Blaine as he pulled it out of the front pouch of his bag.
Looking at the caller ID display, it wasn't a number he or his phone recognized. However it was a Lima area code, so Kurt answered, half expecting to immediately tell the person at the other end of the line that they had simply mis-dialed. That expectation was shattered very quickly.
"Hello?" Kurt said, his voice indicating his cluelessness as to the identity of the caller.
A soft and tear-filled male voice that Kurt would have recognized anywhere responded after a brief silent pause.
"Hi, Kurt, it's…" sniff, "it's ah, Dave."
Making a face that perfectly matched his voice, Kurt responded with slightly worried confusion, "Hi, Dave. Are you okay?"
Ignoring this question, the other boy simply answered by saying, with his tone still hushed and hesitant, "Look I just wanted to tell you one more time, um, how sorry I really am…for everything I ever did…to hurt you."
It was not hard to tell from his voice and his sobs that the other boy was exceedingly distraught, and as he continued talking, Kurt began to get the most terrifying feeling of anxiety churning in the pit of his stomach. Something was definitely very wrong.
"It's the biggest regret of my life – all the horrible things I did to you. And I just I needed to tell you that…one last time."
Something about the finality of that statement sent the already poised alarm-bells in Kurt's brain blaring like a fire alarm. Looking across the table at his companion, Kurt allowed this worry to show on his face and he watched Blaine mouth, "What is it?" at him. Holding up his finger to his boyfriend, Kurt very delicately asked a rather round-about question, desperately fearing the answer he just knew he was about to receive.
"Um, I appreciate the apology but, I have to ask, why did you feel the need to call me right this minute? Why couldn't it have waited until school?"
Sniff, sniff. Kurt listened as all he heard were crying sounds coming from the other end of the line. At this point his heart was racing and every muscle in his body was tensed, preparing to grab the boy sitting across from him, who was looking fairly concerned himself, and run towards their car so that they could break the 25mph speed limit that restricted most of Lima. In life or death situations, one couldn't be worried about speeding tickets.
When Kurt had waited a reasonably long time without hearing a cogent response, asked his question again, this time with a great deal more urgency and demand in his voice.
"Dave, what's going on? Why couldn't you have waited to say this to me at school?"
Kurt paused very briefly and when all he heard in answer to his question was more silence, he rather harshly moved from questions to demands: "Tell me!"
"I…" the boy's voice broke, but this time he eventually managed to keep going. "I just" – sob – " I can't do this anymore."
Upon hearing this, Kurt's stomach did a violent summersault. His suspicions sufficiently confirmed, he jump up and roughly pull his boyfriend out of his seat by the wrist, making a face that Blaine was able to read all too readily and clearly. Grabbing his bag almost angrily from the back of his chair, Kurt threw it over his shoulder as he walked swiftly after the boy ahead of him who was efficiently pulling out his car keys as they both speedily exited through the Lima Bean's glass front door.
Terrified Kurt almost sprinted to the passenger's side of Blaine's dark green sedan, while he asked to the boy still whimpering on the other side of the line, "Dave where are you right now?"
"Look, Kurt, it doesn't matter, okay?" Dave said, his voice pleading. "Just please, say you forgive me and I'll never bother you again."
"No," Kurt said back, loudly and with no small amount of anger, as he slammed the car door shut beside himself. "I don't forgive you, and I never, ever will if you do what I think you're about to do. Do you hear me? Now tell me where you are right now!"
When the line was simply silent once more, Kurt a bit hesitantly pulled out his very last card of any value.
Taking on a softer, more deliberated tenor, Kurt pleaded with a great deal of emotion, "You still owe me, Dave. If you really are sorry, tell me where you are and promise me you won't do anything until I get there. You owe me this. Just tell me where you are."
With bated breath, Kurt waited two agonizingly long heart-beats before he heard the words he had been praying with all his might he would hear.
"I'm in the gym locker room." Sniff.
The minute Dave spoke the words, Blaine started his car with a vengeance and backed out of their parking spot with almost reckless haste. Kurt suspected he could hear everything Dave was saying through the phone, and he could not have been more grateful for that fact. It meant he could put his full attention on the person who really needed it most right now.
"Okay, just stay where you are and do not hang up the phone. We'll be there in a couple minutes."