Summary: Kurt is currently stuck in an abusive relationship with Blaine. When Sam comes around, Kurt starts to fall in love with him, but how can they love if it hurts Kurt?

A/N: EXTREMELY EXCITED FOR DARREN CRISS. Don't get me wrong; I'd love him as Blaine. I just love Sam and Kurt a *little* more. But I honestly think there's going to be a Blaine/Kurt/Sam triangle. I'll be happy with either one. I just want Kurt to be happy…and have a boyfriend. So this is okay. I'm not sure how bad it is. Should I continue? R&R

Just So You Know

"Kurt, what are you doing? We're going to be late for school!" Finn whined. Kurt snapped the concealer closed and stuck it in his bag. Before leaving the bathroom, he checked the marks on his wrists in the lights. Good, they were mostly hidden.

"Finn, you know how serious my facial treatments are!" Kurt shot back, sauntering up the stairs. "I can get us there in five minutes. You don't have to get all up in my gri-" Kurt stopped short at the sight of a tall blonde kid standing in front of him. "You're not Finn!" the blondie looked down bashfully.

"Naw, I'm Sam. I just moved in down the block a few days ago." Kurt studied the boys face. "Finn offered to give me a ride to school. But I guess by Finn, he meant you. Kurt, was it?" They boy held his hand out. Kurt took it, not taking his eyes away from Sam's blue-gray orbs.

"Uh-huh…" he started into a trance, but shook his head. You have a boyfriend, Kurt. You love him…right?, he thought before Finn led them out door.

Kurt sighed as he entered his car. It hadn't been a very interesting day at McKinley high school. He aced another test, got slushied a few times, and had no part in glee. Typical day. He glanced at the clock, huffing when he realized he'd have to wait another half an hour before leaving. Finn and Sam had football practice. I absently tapped my fingers against the steering wheel before I heard my phone beep. I checked it. Oh no.

Blaine: Hey baby, sorry about yesterday. You know how I lose my temper. I love you 3

No. Nonononononono. I can't deal with this right now, Kurt thought.

Flashback.

Yesterday, 8:30.

"Babe, can you get me more soda?" Blaine asked Kurt as he looked up from the computer screen. Kurt quickly ran to the kitchen to refill his boyfriend's cup. He tried to do it as quickly as he could; if he took too long, Blaine would probably try and hurt him. Blaine had a terrible temper that resulted in abuse. No one knew.

Kurt stared into his refrigerator with horror. He slowly stepped back from the fridge, and made his way into the computer room. When Blaine heard him, he turned around. He frowned at the sight of no soda.

"Um…there wasn't any left." Kurt said softly. Blaine stood up.

"You're lying," he seethed. "We bought a whole bottle before coming back here." Kurt stepped back.

"I guess we drank it all." Kurt guessed. He took a peek at Blaine, who was now breathing angrily.

"Kurt, we bought A WHOLE BOTTLE!" Blaine shouted, taking a few steps towards Kurt. Kurt backed away.

"I…Blaine, it's just a bottle of soda…nothing to get mad about." He said, but instantly slapped his hands over his mouth. Blaine lunged at him, Kurt moved just in time so that Blaine only got his arm. He twisted it and pushed Kurt to the floor. Kurt held back his scream in fear of Blaine hurting him more. Blaine bent down and whispered in Kurt's ear,

"Don't talk to me like that. Ever. Again." And he stormed out the door, leaving Kurt alone on the floor, crying, until his family came home.

Flashback end

Kurt bit his lip as stared down at the text. He didn't want to stay with Blaine, but if he tried to break up with him, he'd be in for a large beating. Last night wasn't even the worst. He's gotten sprained wrists and bruises before.

Yeah. It's fine. But I gotta go, gotta give Finn and my new neighbor a ride home. So I'll ttyl?

Kurt could only wonder how long he could keep this act up.

[Two weeks later]

Kurt found himself waiting for Sam in the parking lot. Finn was home sick with the flu, but he enthusiastically agreed to keep driving Sam home. He started humming a light tune when someone knocked on his window. He jumped, but when he looked he saw Blaine outside of his car.

"Blaine!" he shouted as he jumped out of his car. "What are you doing here?" Blaine just smiled goofily at him.

"I just missed you, that's all." He answered, taking Kurt's hand. "What're you doing here after school anyway? I went by your house but Finn said you were here."

"I'm waiting for my friend Sam. I usually drive him and Finn home from football." Kurt said meekly, as Blaine's face fell.

"Oh? Sam? A guy?" he spat. Kurt nodded. "How long has this been going on?"

"Calm down-" Kurt started, but was rudely interrupted by a slap to the face.

"Don't tell me to calm down! You're cheating on me, aren't you? With that Sam guy?" he yelled, pushing Kurt to the ground. Kurt whimpered, but shook his head vigorously.

"No! I just drive him home!" he cried.

"Don't lie to me Kurt! Why are you cheating on me!" Blaine shouted, kicking Kurt in the stomach.

"I'M NOT CHEATING ON YOU!" Kurt screamed at him, instantly regretting it once he saw the look of anger in Blaine's eyes. Blaine didn't answer this time, he just threw punches and kicks like there was no tomorrow.

"HEY! HEY! WHAT'RE YOU DOING!" Sam shouted as he sprinted down into the parking lot. Blaine ignored him, and continued torturing Kurt. Sam pushed Blaine off of Kurt, and kicked him in the balls. "That should keep you down for a while!" Sam spat at Blaine. He gently picked a bleeding Kurt up and placed him in the passenger's seat. He jumped into the driver's seat and sped away, leaving Blaine moaning curses in the McKinley parking lot.