Baichan: Idk this was stuck in my and ya...

THIS IS A ONE-SHOT BUT MAY HAVE A SEQUEL. PROBABLY NOT!

Disclaimer: I do not own glee.

In case anyone was confused the point of view is Kurt's.

I watched as she walked towards me in her cheerleaders outfit.
"You look amazing!" I exclaimed.
"I can't be friends with you. You, you're so queer!" with those insults she walked away.
I was stunned. Was I just friend dumped? She'll get over whatever it is, I just won't talk to her until she apologizes.
After a few weeks I became nervous. She was one of my only friends. I stopped eating and I couldn't sleep.
But I'm so tired.

Finally I tried to talk to her.
"Hey Quinn! Whatever I did I'm sorry."
"Leave me alone Hummel you're so… Homo, and queer." She said.
I felt hurt so I turned my back towards her.
"Bitch." I said before running.
I wonder if she saw my tears. She was the only person I ever confided in being gay to. She just walked all over that. She doesn't want to talk to me then fine. Let's give queen bitch what she wants.
I don't sleep well.
But, I'm so tired.

"Bitch."
"Homo."
Those are the only words we ever exchange anymore. I barely ate. Eventually I went to the hospital. I met a girl who goes to my school Mercedes; she was visiting her sick uncle. She thinks I'm just sick. I let her believe that. We became friends. I still miss Quinn.
I came back after a week.
But god, I'm still so tired.

When I passed Quinn in the lunch room she shouted, "Should've stayed in the hospital homo!"
I dumped my tray on her.
Next day I was dumped in the dumpster. She passed by.
"Stay with the trash homo!"
I get up and out. I don't eat lunch and Mercedes looks worried. I say I lost my appetite in the dumpster, and give a weak smile.
She laughs.
Tina chuckles she looks worried though.
We have glee today.
She's there.
After singing she says "I hope we can be friends."
No one believes she wants to be friends.
"Oh go eff yourselve Fabray, you don't have real friends and I don't think you want them."
Everyone looks at me in shock.
Except Quinn she laughs, but I can see in her eyes she wants to cry.
"Oh, did I hurt the bitch's feelings?"
"I wouldn't want to be friends with a homo like you anyway."
I stopped eating and sleeping. Again.
God, I'm so tired.

I was pushed into the lockers. That was expected.
The kicks to the ribs weren't. They hurt.
I think one just cracked.
They walk away laughing.
I cough up blood.
It's hard to breath.
I'm tired.
So, tired.

*Beep* *Beep*
I hear crying.
I struggle to open my eyes.
I see Quinn.
"Q?" I manage to get out her old nickname.
My voice is hoarse.
"I asked them to be rough with you because what you said hurt. *Sniffle* B-but I hurt you first and so much worse! Then I came around the corner to meet Finn and you were slumped on the floor and there was blood! A-and Ohmygod I almost got you killed! They broke a rib and it punctured a lung a-and god there was so much blood! Kurt! I'm so sorry! For not wanting to be your friend! For all the hurtful words! For making fun of you! Ohgod I'm so sorry!"
I move my hand take hers and laugh.
"All you needed to say was I'm sorry and I would've forgiven you. I never stopped supporting you. I watched all the cheerleading games I could. Andgod I missed you."
I squeezed her hand and smile for emphasis.
I hope my point went across because I'm tired again.
So tired.

"He relapsed. And that makes it hard for the body to recover" A doctor I think.
"What! He relapsed!" My dad. I'm sure.
"R-relapsed *Sniffle*" Quinn?
"*Sigh* He stopped eating and sleeping a few years ago. I don't know why."
"A-a few y-years ago? Ohmygod Kurt I-I'm so sorry!" she started sobbing hard.
"I missed you so much Q. I was so alone it hurt to eat and I couldn't sleep." I manage out.
"Ohgod! I'm sorry! I love you so much Kurt! God I missed you too!" she cries out.
"What the hell?"
The whole glee club stood there.
Mercedes repeated herself, "What the hell?"
"God I'm tired. Q? Can you explain to them? And if you want to can you please tell the whole story?" I ask.
My eyes start to close but I hear her response.
"Sure Kurtsie.
My old nickname.
I only let her and my mom call me that.
I smile.
But god.
I'm so tired
So. Tired.

Quinn was pregnant and it was decided she would stay at my house.
She still apologized.
I ate and slept more.
People are furious at Quinn.
I'm not.
Live is better for me then it has been for a long time.
I'm happy.
I'm not as tired.
Now I sleep with a smile.
"Night Kurtsie!"
I smile.
Sleep calls.
And it's peaceful.