Title : LET ME HELP YOU
Disclaimer: I do not own Glee.
I
Kurt wasn't sure when it began. Maybe it started when the bully get rougher than usual or maybe when Finn called him fag. No, probably it started when his father and Finn told him to "leave Sam alone" and stop harassing straight men. Yeah that's when it began, because Kurt knew that what his dad and Finn really meant was " you're sick and contagious so you had to stay away from who's normal" even if they never said it out loud . He knew that every time they said they were cool with who he was they were lying, they though they were normal and Kurt wasn't. So Kurt start thinking that maybe they were right, he was sick, he was wrong.
Kurt tried to be normal, to control his sick sexuality but he just couldn't, he couldn't control the way his own family subtly hate him or the way the people in school ( not so subtly ) hate him.
Kurt began to focus on the things he could control, the first ( and only ) thing in his list was food. He began writing down the amount of calorie for every meal in a diary and when sometimes he forgot to eat he found out that "forgot" consuming all that food gave him control over his body; and he needed control. Kurt began forget to eat regularly and the few times he eat something he only eat salad or low fat snack.
Sooner people start questioning why he wasn't eating, he said he had already eaten during his free period or he just went home during lunch to avoid the cafeteria.
When he was home and he was forced to eat with his family he made a habit of throwing up everything once he was in the bathroom of his sound proof basement.
Kurt was losing more and more weight and he began to wear several layers to make sure no one could noticed how skinny he was; if they knew, they would definitely made him stop, he would lose his power . And he couldn't lose the power he had over his body, not now that he was finally in control.
Everything was going on perfectly until the day Kurt got slushied by Karofsky (and 4 of his fellow jocks). He had so many slushie on himself that he had to take a shower; once in the locker room ( he knew no one would be there for at least an hour ) he took off his clothes and fold them in a plastic bag. He enter the shower and started to clean himself. Kurt had just done washing his hair when he heard a noise behind him; the brunette turned around, covering his private area with his hand, and he found Puck staring at him.
Puck's eyes were wide and full of what looked like concern. Kurt couldn't understand why Puck would be standing in the locker room, staring at him in concern. Then Puck spoke, he didn't say much just "Hummel" and before Kurt could realized what was happening Puck was under the running water with him...hugging him. Kurt stood there, frozen.
Puck was wandering around through the halls at school ( he was too bad ass for math )without nothing to do, he then decided to use the weight room to take care of his " guns" so he went to the locker room to change in his sweatpants. Entering the locker room, puck heard the sound of the shower, that was weird because usually he was the only one bad ass enough to skip class in this school ( or the only one who didn't give a shit about his education). The Mohawk-ed teen went to the shower to see who was there, if he was one of his boys then they could plan some cool prank or...set something on fire...you know, the usual stuff. When Puck reached the shower he was shocked, the guy in the second shower box was one of his boys...but it was Hummel and Puck noticed right away that the pale boy was skinny, no he wasn't just skinny he was thinner than normal. Puck could see every bones in Hummel 's body, his spine was sticking out from his back and his legs were barely supporting him. The Mohawk-ed teen was so shocked he lost his grip on the bag with his spare clothes and that land on the floor with a thud. When the bag touched the floor Hummel turned around, Puck was terrified, he could count every rib from that distance. That wasn't ok. Puck wanted to say something but after " Hummel" he was speechless so he did the only thing he could think of doing in that moment: he reached the skeletal boy, and he hug him.
They stood there for a couple of minute. Enough time for Puck to realized 3 ting:
-he was completely dress under the running water hugging a vary naked ( and very male ) Hummel;
-Hummel wasn't hugging back, and he felt stupid;
-Hummel was sick and he needed to help him.
Puck made Kurt ...woooa...when did Hummel became just Kurt?...Oh yeah probably after the naked shower, however Puck made Kurt out of the shower and after both had dried and dressed themselves he walked the pale boy to his truck. When they reached puck's truck Kurt finally braked the ice and spoke
"where are we going?" he asked
" I don't know...maybe I should take you to a counseling or some doctor or-"
" I'm not going to a doctor" Kurt cut him off
" ok whatever...get in the truck"
" I DO NOT GO TO ANY DOCTOR!"
"OK!I'm not bringing you to the doctor..Jeez calm your tits...we're going to the coffee shop." Puck said patiently
" why?"
" to grab a coffee...duh. And then we can talk"
"I've nothing to say " Kurt responded coldly
" just get in the car Hummel I've been polite but if you don't get in the car in the next 5 second I'll-"
" ok, ok see? I'm in your crappy car...happy now?...Neanderthal".
Puck and Kurt arrived at the Lima bean in 15 minutes, none of them had said a word.
Once inside they ordered their coffee and Puck lead Kurt in the back of the shop where was situated the quietest table in the shop; Kurt seat there sipping his coffee while Puck kept glaring at his hands. After another couple of minutes of silents Puck spoke
"what the hell Hummel?" eloquent as always
"i have no idea what you're talking about "
"cut the crap, you look like one of that...anorexic chick in your stupid fashion magazine"
"I'm not anorexic!" Kurt said scandalized
"yes, you are!"
"no I'm not!"
"Jesus!"
Kurt kept sipping his drink and Puck began to think that maybe he should have told someone right away, maybe Mercedes...or Mr. Hummel, they should know what to do.
"maybe you need to...i don't know, talk to someone that...is like a specialist"
" no "
" why?"
" 'cause I'm fine...nothing to talk about."
" ok when all this "nothing" started?" puck said mimicking quotes
" I don't kno-"
" listen Kurt" puck cut him off " we both know that you're not fine and if you don't want...I'm not going to tell anyone...just...answer my question"
Kurt was taken aback by Puck's almost tender tone " I'm not sure when it started"
"when was the last time you eat?" puck wasn't sure that was the best way to talk about the problem but he had no idea how to. He just hope Kurt would not shut him out and denied everything again.
" Carol made pasta last night"
"cool...you've eaten?"
"yes" Kurt said without making eye contact
"and then you threw up?"
Kurt just nodded without even know why he was being so sincere. Then Puck spoke again
" ok...thank you for telling me" he knew that wasn't something easy to say but Kurt had trust him enough to do it " I wanna help you"
"why do you even care?"
" I'm not going to stand here and watch while you starve yourself to death "
Kurt looked him with wide eyes " I'm not...I-I don't...I'm..." he didn't know how to respond to that, so he just didn't. " I wanna go home" was the last thing he said before shut himself refusing to answer to any other question Puck made.
Author note: Hey!this is my very first fan fiction. English is not my native language so forgive me for any grammatical errors, or errors in sentence construction. I will do my best but I do not promise anything.
Anyway I hope you like the story so far and if you want to let me know what do you think about it...I'll be vary happy to read your reviews.
Ciao ciao! Franky =)