Disclaimer : I do not own Glee or any of it's characters
A/N: I love Kurt! please forgive me for any spelling/grammatical mistakes you may find.. and please review!
"Well, the next time you want to express yourself and look like a circus freak, don't be shocked when my fist feels like expressing itself against your chin!"
He shuddered slightly in his gray Gaga outfit as the sentence repeat itself once more in Kurt's head. First time they saw him in his Gaga costume Azimio and Karofsky had shoved him into a locker; the second time, they'd messed up his gaga outfit, he hoped there wouldn't be a third. He shook off the feeling as he walked down the empty hallway.
"Today is the last time you'll have to wear it to school." he reminded himself and the bell had already rung ten minutes ago signifying the end of the last period. He had purposely made himself late for Glee practice, hoping Azimio and Karofsky had already made their way to football practice.
He wasn't feeling like himself after the incident in the basement with Finn. His usually bright and brave facade had dimmed down a bit. The word Finn had used on him; he told his Dad that it was not a big deal, that he go it all the time. That was a half truth - yes he did get an earful of it almost everyday, but no matter how many times the word was flung at him he couldn't help but flinch and feel the sting of tears in his eyes.
"Hey fag!" for a moment Kurt thought the sound was in his head, his mind recreating it like a cruel example to what he was thinking. But the sneer and the mockery in the voice, the red letterman jacket he saw from the corner of his eye was just too real. His breath hitched in his throat as two looming figures came infront of him.
Before he could even look up, he was roughly shoved against a locker. He looked up only to see the sneering faces of Azimio and Karofsky. He didn't know if it was the adrenaline pumping through his veins, the anger or if it was because of his pride, but he was suddenly brave again. "What the hell do you think you neanderthals are doing?"
"Just keeping our little promise Hummel... remember? Gaga outfit in school equals to my fist plus you chin." Azimio said, making 'plus' and 'equal to' signs with his hands, Karofsky laughed as they pushed Kurt against the window at the end of the hallway.
"Fine. You wanna hit me? you wanna beat me up? go ahead!" Kurt burst as he tried to stop the helpless tears from running down his cheeks. "..but I swear to you I will never change. I'm proud to be different! It's the best thing about me so go ahead..." he saw they're faces drop and with all the courage he could muster at the moment he breathed "...Hit me..."
Azimio's face was serious as he said the words Kurt was dreading. "I believe i will... Sir would you like to go first?" Kurt looked around the deserted hallway desperate for some help as Karofsky cracked his knuckles. "Don't mind if I do" he said taking one step and Kurt felt Karofsky's fist collide with his left jaw. He stumbled to his side his hands holding the left side of his face, the tears were flowing freely now. "Fine. You made your point, you punched the little gay kid, I hope you're happy." Kurt said as he picked himself up and tried to make his way to glee practice; but the two bullies latched themselves to either side of Kurt, as if to help him up but dragged him towards the opposite direction. "Did you think that was all we were going to do to you fag?" Karofsky sneered. Kurt's stomach lurched, the fear in the pit of his stomach bubbled to his lips "Stop! where are you two taking me?" Kurt shouted failing to keep the terror out of his voice. Karofsky threw an elbow in Kurt's gut and he staggered, coughing. "The locker room..." said Azimio matter-of-factly "...football practice got cancelled, so we decided to pay you a little visit." "Don't worry we'll be all by ourselves." Karofsky added, and the two of them laughed.
As soon as they reached the locker room both of them pushed him hard against the one of the lockers Kurt turned his face just in time to feel the cool metal on his cheek instead of his nose. As soon as he turned around all he saw was fist. As he regained conciousness the first thing he noticed was how cold the floor was. "Wake-y wake-y lady boy" Karofsky sang. Kurt tried to push himself off the floor but as soon as he was in a semi sitting position Karofsky punched him in the gut and sent him sprawling to the floor again. Azimio kicked him hard in the same spot Karofsky had punched him, he couldn't breathe. He curled to his side to ease the pain but then they kept kicking him mercilessly. Their heavy shoes connected with his ribs, his back, his stomach sending flashes of agony though his clenched eyes. Kurt was gasping for air as when they finished.
"So are you going to stop being such a freak Hummel?" Azimio shouted in his face. Kurt still looked defiantly at them and shook his head, not being able to speak just yet.
"Well then maybe this will change your mind." Karofsky said as he grabbed the fire extinguisher and brought it down on Kurt's leg. The *snap* echoed in the room followed by Kurt's scream. Kurt was in agony, every inch of his body cried out the same tune, his mind seemed confused with the havoc that had been wreaked on his body. His ears started to ring and the last thing he saw the was the two of them running out of the room.
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