«It couldn't be true. It was a sick joke. It will be gone, when I open my eyes». But it didn't help. The mark was still here. Nevertheless, Kurt blinked one more time, and one more slowly. He tried and tried, he even washed it with all possible cleaning stuff. So as a result skin on his arm was burning and mark was surrounded by red.

«Great! As if being gay in Ohio wasn't enough. Now this! »

Kurt sat on his bed and heavily sighed. He knows there was no choice. He has only one week. Then he needs to tell his family and to register in the office. The jocks will be satisfied, there is one more reason to torment him.

He didn't understand one thing though. He was a good man. Yes, nobody is flawless, but he didn't commit any crimes. Maybe sometimes he can't control his sharp tongue and likes to discuss some fashion disasters of others, but he was sure mark won't be here for such silly reasons.

Also he can agree with a fact that not always books about that kind of thing can be reliable, and there is no one explanation for this. There are too many theories.

But why him? Why he deserves this? There is no cure. You have only three choices. a) You can run and become homeless b) You can live with others who are like you in a special colony c) the last one is to try to live like nothing happened. «Yeah, right. As if people give you that chance»

Kurt was confused, but he was aching for something to do and not be so useless. He can't tell his dad yet. His heart is too weak and Kurt really couldn't survive through the look of disappointment and pain from his father. But there was one thing he can do, not a good thing, but does it really matter now?

«Of course not. I need to try». Kurt took his keys and ran to his car: «Bye, Dad! I will come back soon». Kurt didn't hear what his father answer was. He was hoping he just didn't lie to him.

His car stopped near a disrupted and ugly house. For this district it was a common sight, also Kurt was here several times. He got used to it.

While he was closing his car, he heard the steps of someone who was now near him

- Well-well, Hummel. I didn't expect to see you here. Did we plan it and I forgot?

«Just count to ten and try not to kill him. He can help ».

-I am here for a business only.

-Aren't you always?- The other boy smirked.

Kurt was in no mood to keep the banter. He just lifted his sleeve and showed his arm to the boy. He took Kurt's arm immediately and was slowly observing. Usually Kurt would've flinched, but now he didn't even care.

-How long?

-I found it today.

-Shit, Hummel. I'd never would've guessed you can get this. You are too pure.

-According to this mark I am not. Is it… really that mark?

-Yeah… Sorry.

Kurt didn't know for what another boy was apologizing, however it made him feel better.

-Can you help me?

-Help you? You know, that there is no special candy that can cure it?

-Of course I know! I just need help to adjust to all of this before everyone would know. Before I can decide what to do with my life.

-You are going to be a demon, not some sort of stupid zombie. There is not the end of your life.

-But why it feels that way?

Another boy sighed; he doesn't know what to do. For Kurt it was a curse, but for him it was a truly blessing. What he can teach him?

He can't lose this opportunity either, he wants to be near Kurt. It was far too long from when he can feel his skin and listen to his laugh. He was doomed but in another way.

-Ok. I'll help you.

-Thank you! Thank you! It really means a lot, Blaine.

-Don't I know, Hummel. Common, we have a lot of work to do.


Sorry for a lot of mistakes!English is not my first language and I have very little experience with writing fics. But nevertheless,I hope you will like it! Have a good day ^_^