Title: From Bad To Worse . . .
Chapter: One
Author: Cyn
Summary: Kurt and Rachel wake up in the same bed together. Yes, you read that right, Kurt and Rachel wake up in bed together. What exactly happened last night?
Catergory: UA
Warning: This evil little story comes from the mind of Frank. For those of you who are unfamiliar with "Donnie Darko", Google 'Frank the Bunny', and you will see what lives in my head and, on occasion, forces me to write evil fanfiction. This story is no exception. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!
Disclaimer: Not real. Lies, I tell you. Complete and utter lies. ;)
Author's Notes: Constructive criticism always welcome. Flame on if you must, but I tend to be fire retardant. Besides, I don't offend easily and I usually just delete what I don't like anyway, so why waste time and energy.
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And now, on with the story. . .
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Sunlight all but slapped Kurt in the head as he turned over in bed. The pain that ripped through his head felt like someone slammed his head against a wall.
"Ugh." He grunted. He put his hand to his head and then noticed that there was another body in the bed with him. "Blaine?" He asked tentatively.
There was no answer just a low moan of someone who seemed to be in the same state as Kurt. The other person turned to look at him and Kurt's mouth dropped open.
"Rachel?" He all but shouted. The sound like a shotgun blast. "Ow!" He groaned grabbing his head.
"Kurt." Rachel hissed. "What the hell?"
"Please don't scream." Kurt said pulling a pillow over his head.
"Kurt?" Rachel said at a more reasonable volume. "Kurt?" Rachel repeated shaking Kurt's shoulder hard.
"Stop?" Kurt said turning toward rachel again. "What?"
"Are you wearing anything?"
"Wearing? What does that have to do -?" Kurt started to ask then stopped mid-thought. His eyes went suddenly wide. "Um. I don't think so." He lifted his side of the covers and grimaced.
"Neither am I." Rachel said completely horrified. She paused for a moment then her eyes went wide. "You don't think that, um, we, um, you know."
"Rachel?" Kurt said rolling his eyes. "I doubt it. Gay, remember?" He pointed at himself.
"I know, but I feel something kinda weird."
"Weird? Where?"
"Um, down there."
Kurt's eyebrows went up. "Weird, how?"
"I don't know how to explain it." Rachel said avoiding eye contact with Kurt. "I think I need to go to the bathroom." Kurt looked at her expectantly. "Turn around."
"Oh, yeah." Kurt said turning away from Rachel as she pulled herself up out of the bed.
While Rachel was in the bathroom, Kurt pulled himself up and starting looking for his clothes. He found his jeans, but no underwear. Yuck. He thought as he pulled the pants on. He had no idea where his shirt was and slowly moved about the room to look for it. Unfortunately he had to sit down every few seconds because the room kept spinning.
Kurt had found most of his clothes and was trying to find one of his shoes when Rachel opened the bathroom door. She was now wrapped in a terry cloth bathrobe. She had tears in her eyes and Kurt cocked his head questioningly.
"What is it?"
"I'm, uh, bleeding, Kurt."
"Did you hurt yourself?"
"I'm not sure," She said softly, "but I think we may have had sex last night, Kurt."
"That's impossible, Rachel." Kurt said standing up and looking around the room trying to get his head to work. "We couldn't have had sex. I'm gay. Hello?"
"Yes, but we woke up in bed together, Kurt." Rachel said her voice choked with emotion. "And, we were nude and -."
"And, what?"
"And, I was a virgin." Kurt gasped. "But, I don't think I am anymore."
"Oh, Rachel." Kurt said then stopped. What could he say? I'm sorry, just didn't seem to cover it.
"What are we going to do?" Rachel said around a sob.
"Can I?" Kurt said opening his arms to hug Rachel.
Rachel moved into Kurt's arms. He held her while she cried. Kurt's eyes burned as well.
"What are we going to do?" Rachel asked again.
"I'm going to call Finn." Kurt decided.
"No, you can't do that. Rachel said panicking. "He can't know about this."
"Would you rather I call my Dad, or your Dads?" Kurt asked doubtfully.
"Of course not."
"We need to find out what happened." Kurt said. "And Finn was at the same party. He may be able to fill in the blanks for us."
"Okay."
"We don't have to tell him everything, yet." Kurt added. "We'll only tell him the whole story if we absolutely have to." Rachel nodded resting her head on Kurt's chest.
Rachel was sitting curled up in a chair when the doorbell rang. She looked at Kurt who lightly patted her knee and went to the door.
"Kurt?" Finn asked sounding shocked. "What the hell, bro? Where the hell did you disappear to last night? I had to tell Mom and Burt that you went back to Dalton early." He looked at Rachel who had teared up again. "What the hell are you doing at Rachel's?" He saw the tears in Rachel's eyes and shrugged. "What's wrong, Rach?"
"We need your help." Kurt interupted. "We don't really know what happened last night."
"But, you didn't drink." Finn stated. "And, Rachel I only saw you sip one wine cooler all night. How can you not remember what happened?"
"We -." Rachel started but couldn't get her voice to work right. She shook her head and looked away.
"Someone at the party must have put something in our drinks." Kurt reasoned.
"Well, the party wasn't exclusive to Glee Club." Finn said thinking out loud. "There were other kids from McKinley, but there were kids from other schools, too." Finn frowned. "If I find out who did this -." Kurt shook his head a little. Protective Finn was kinda cool.
"There's more, Finn." Rachel said from behind Kurt. "I think I may need to see a doctor and I can't go to my regular doctor because then my Dads will find out."
"A doctor?"
"We both woke up with headaches, like hangover headaches." Kurt said. "And, the room kept spinning when I first got up."
"For me, too." Rachel said. "And, Kurt and I woke up in bed together. Nude."
"What?" Finn sputtered. "Kurt?"
"I told you, I don't remember anything." Kurt said.
"But, I think I know." Rachel said tears streaming down her face again.
"Okay." Finn said sounding like the wind had been knocked out of him. "We need to get you both checked out then." He pulled his phone from his pocket.
"Who are you calling?" Rachel asked.
"Puck."
"Why the hell would you call Puckerman at a time like this?" Kurt asked.
"If anyone knows how to find medical attention under the radar, it's Puck." Finn said.
"Right." Kurt said shrugging at Rachel.
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