Title: Not Like You, I'm Different V. 2.0
Rating: T
Chapter 1: I Know I'm Different, That's no Reason to Treat me like that.
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Part: 1
(Jake's P.o.V)
"Dave," I demanded in a high pitched tone. "Stop hitting me." I put my arms in front of my face in an attempt to protect myself.
"Shut up," Dave retorted as he continued to smack me around.
"Just leave me alone," I grumbled. "I have to get to class." I tried to side step him.
"Leave. Now." Dave grunted as he pushed me into a locker and walked off.
"Jack ass." I muttered to myself as I made my way to Spanish.
"Yes can I help you?" A younger looking male asked.
"Is this the Spanish class?" I replied in question as I looked at the male.
"Yes. I'm Mr. Schuester. I teach Spanish and direct the Glee club." He stated as he took the slip the office had given me.
"Where can I sit?" I asked, in a high pitch, as my nerves set in.
"There's a free seat next to Kurt," Mr. Schue replied. "Kurt could you raise your hand?" A boy in the second row raised his hand, I sat next to him.
"So your name's Jake?" Kurt inquired with a sweet smile as I sat down.
"Yeah, Jake Karofsky. And you're Kurt?" I replied with a slight question as I pulled out my notebook and began taking notes.
"Kurt Hummel. Are you related to Dave?" Kurt asked as he took notes as well.
"Yeah, we're cousins," I whispered in reply. "But, before you get scared, I'm nothing like him." Mr. Schue placed a text book on my desk.
"I can tell." He stated as I looked at him. "You dress like I do."
"Yeah. I decided to tone it down a bit," I whispered. "A little less Mcqueen and a little more Ralph Lauren and Versace."
"We should talk after class," He replied casually as we continued taking notes. "You are a boy who knows designers."
-/- After class -\-
"So Kurt," I asked while packing my bag. "What class do you have now?"
"I have a free period," He replied as he packed up as well. "Then it's lunch."
"Me too," I stated as I pulled my messenger bag on. "We could get to know each other."
"So where would you like to go?" Kurt inquired as he shouldered his own bag.
"I'm good anywhere," I replied in a whisper. "I just want a place to sing."
"We should head to the auditorium," Kurt asked. "Why are you staying in the center?"
"Dave has made in a ritual of his to push me into lockers and punch me repeatedly." I whispered in reply. "I figure if I keep to the center then he possibly won't see me."
"I want you to meet someone." Kurt stated as he pulled me over to the side of the hall.
"Um... Alright." I replied quietly as I let myself be pulled.
"Cedes, this is Jake." Kurt stated as he pulled me to a larger black girl. "Jake this is Mercedes, my girlfriend."
"Pleased to meet you." I muttered as I looked around, only to find Dave a few feet away.
"See you at lunch Cedes." Kurt stated as he hugged Mercedes and turned toward me, just as Dave turned to face us.
"Oh look. The two homos found each other." Dave growled as he slammed Kurt into a locker. "Made finding you so much easier." He turned to me and hit me a few times."
"Fuck off!" I growled as I raised my arms in defense.
"Jake!" Kurt exclaimed, I looked at him, he grabbed my hand and pulled me down the hall.
"And I'm his cousin." I muttered as I ran with Kurt. He pulled me into a room labeled "Auditorium."
"Why would Dave hit you?" Kurt inquired as he dropped his bag in one of the seats.
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Part 2:
"I'm gay Kurt." I replied as I dropped my bag and held my stomach. "He seems to think that he'll catch gay from me or that he can beat the gay out of me."
"You going to be alright?" He asked as I pulled out my iPod before sitting down.
"I'll be fine." I replied as I pulled my coat off. "He's done worse." Kurt walked to the front where it was lit.
"If you're sure you're alright, care to sing for me?" Kurt asked as I followed him.
"Only if Ke$ha's alright." I replied quietly after I reached where he was.
"Sounds great." He stated as he looked at me.
"Not dancing for you though." I replied as I looked to him.
"Not a problem." He stated as he sat in the front row. "I just want to hear you sing."
"Okay." I muttered as I stood in front of him before singing.
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There's a place downtown where the freaks all come around When the dark of the night N-now we lookin' like pimps in my gold Trans-Am There's a place downtown where the freaks all come around There's a place I know if you're looking for a show Lose your mind, lose it now Now we're getting so smashed, knocking over trash cans
It's a hole in the wall, it's a dirty free for all
Comes around that's the time
That the animal comes alive
Looking for something wild
Got a water bottle full of whiskey in my handbag
Got my drunk text on, I'll regret it in the mornin'
But tonight, I don't give a, I don't give a, I don't give a
It's a hole in the wall, it's a dirty free for all
And they turn me on, when they take it off
When they take it off, everybody take it off
Where they go hardcore and there's glitter on the floor
And they turn me on, when they take it off
When they take it off, everybody take it off
Lose your clothes in the crowd
We're delirious, tear it down
'Til the sun comes back around
E'erbody breaking bottles it's a filthy hot mess
Gonna get faded, I'm not the designated driver
So I don't give a, I don't give a, I don't give a There's a place downtown where the freaks all come around There's a place I know if you're looking for a show Oh, oh, oh Right now, take it off Right now, take it off There's a place downtown where the freaks all come around There's a place I know if you're looking for a show
It's a hole in the wall, it's a dirty free for all
And they turn me on, when they take it off
When they take it off, everybody take it off
Where they go hardcore and there's glitter on the floor
And they turn me on, when they take it off
When they take it off, everybody take it off
Everybody take it off
Oh, oh, oh
Everybody take it off
Right now, take it off
Right now, take it off
Oh
Right now, take it off
Right now, take it off
Everybody take it off
It's a hole in the wall, it's a dirty free for all
And they turn me on, when they take it off
When they take it off, everybody take it off
Where they go hardcore and there's glitter on the floor
And they turn me on, when they take it off
When they take it off, everybody take it off
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"That was amazing." Came the voice of Mr. Schue as the doors to the room closed. "You should join the glee club."
" When did you get here?" I asked as I sat down on the stage.
"Toward the middle of your song." Mr. Schue replied as he walked toward us. "Please consider the offer."
"I was going to try and join anyway." I stated as he looked at me. "But my family can't find out."
"Why on earth not?" Mr. Schue demanded as I hopped off the stage and sat next to Kurt.
"In case you couldn't tell, I'm gay." I replied harshly as I looked at him. "My aunt and uncle think it's a phase, but Dave tends to try and beat the gay out of me. If any of them found out, I don't even want to know what would happen."
"Calm down. Would you like me to cover that bruise on your cheek?" Kurt inquired as he put a hand on my forearm.
"Sure." I replied as Mr. Schue looked at me. "I hope you have my colour."
"Let's get you fixed up." Kurt stated as he looked at me before got up, pulling me with him.
"Sounds great." I whispered as he pulled me to our stuff.
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Part 3
"You should probably talk to someone if Dave continues." Kurt replied as we grabbed our stuff and he led me to a, hopefully empty, bathroom.
"I'll be fine." I inquired quietly as we dropped our stuff on the floor. "Would you like to go with me to New York this weekend?" He pulled out the palest foundation I had ever seen.
"I'll have to ask." He countered as he pulled out a make up sponge. "Why do you ask?" He began applying the foundation.
"I'm going to visit a grave site." I replied as he continued to cover the bruise and then the rest of my face. "And I really don't want to go alone."
"I'll probably be able to." He asked as he put the foundation away. "I don't mean to pry, but whose grave?"
"Two family members of mine." I replied as I felt tears prick at the corners of my eyes. "They died a month ago."
-/- Time skip: That weekend (already in NY) -\-
"Kurt you ready yet." I demanded as I pulled my coat on. "The place is an hour away."
"Yes let's go." He replied as he followed me out the door.
"Good to hear." I whispered as I closed the door behind us.
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"So you never did tell me, whose graves these are." He whispered as we approached two very ornate head stones.
"My parents." I whispered as I knelt down.
"Your parents?" Kurt asked as I placed a hand on the graves.
"Yes Kurt, my parents." I replied quietly as I looked at him. "They died in a car crash a month ago today.
"Oh." He stated as he walked to me and put a hand on my shoulder. "I'm so sorry. I understand how you feel."
"You're an orphan as well?" I asked as I stood up.
" No," He replied as he looked at me. "But my mother died."
"Then you don't understand how I feel." I whispered as I looked at the ground.
"Then help me to Jake." He whispered as he grabbed my hand. "I like you a lot and I want to help you."
"I feel alone. I'm not as strong as I seem." I replied quietly as I squeezed his hand and dabbed at my eyes with my thumb. "I don't feel safe with Dave and his family. Please tell me that this is helping, I'm going to cry."
"I don't fully understand," Kurt whispered as he wrapped an arm around me. "But I'll help you anyway I can."
"Thanks Kurt." I murmured as I gripped his hand and cried into his chest.
"That's it, let it out." Kurt whispered as he rubbed my back." Just let it out."
"Thank you so much, I guess all I needed was a good cry." I stated as I backed up and just held Kurts' hand. "I'll pay for your jacket. We should probably get back though."
"Alright." Kurt asked as we left the grave yard. "Are you sure you're alright?"
" I'll be okay Kurt. I just haven't gotten over my parents yet," I replied as we headed for the subway. "I probably never will, but I think that hanging out with you will make it easier.
"I said it before and I'll say it again, I'll help you anyway I can." He whispered as we got on the train. "Be it attempting to protect you from Dave or giving you a place to stay that's safe when you need it."
-/- At the Hotel (Kurt's P.o.V) -\-
"Why don't you go lay down while I call my dad." I stated after we had walked into the room. "You look exhausted."
"Sounds like a good idea." Jake murmured as he walked into the bedroom. I pulled out my phone and texted my dad.
"Hey Jake, when do we have to be out of here?" I called after I opened my dads' reply.
"Three today!" He called back.
"Alright." I replied as I asked my dad about Jake getting a key for an emergency situation.
"I'll start packing." Jake called as I got a text from my dad.
"Okay." I replied as I read the yes from my dad. "I have a surprise for you when we get back."
"What is it?" he asked as he walked into the room. "Please tell me."
"You're going to have to wait." I teased as he walked to me.
"Please tell me." He whined as he grabbed my hand. "Please Kurt."
"No you're just going to have to wait." I replied before I stuck my tongue out at him. "I can play this game all day."
"But Kurt, I don't like surprises." He tried as he squeezed my hand. "They tend to hurt me."
"This won't hurt you." I whispered as I pulled him to me. "I promise it won't hurt you."
"Alright." He murmured as he ran a finger down my arm.
"It's almost three." I stated as I let go of him. "We should probably pack up."
"Yeah." He replied as we walked back to the bedroom.
-/- Time skip: Back in Lima (Monday morning) -\-
"So Kurt," Jake asked as we walked around the school after classes. "What's my surprise?"
"Well," I whispered before I kissed him lightly. "Here's part one."
"Are we... are we dating?" He inquired as I pulled away.
"I think we are." I whispered as I grabbed his hands. "If you want to."
"Good." He asked as I reached into my pocket for the key my dad had had made. "So what's part two?"
"Close your eyes," I replied playfully. "And hold still." He followed my directions. I held the key in my mouth and placed it in his with a kiss. We broke apart and he spit the key out.
"What does this key open?" He asked as he pulled out a cloth and dried the key off,
"The front door to my house, my rooms in the basement." I replied quietly as he put the key in the breast pocket on his shirt. "If you ever feel unsafe come over."
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Part 4
"REALLY!" He exclaimed as he grabbed my hand and a blush dusted his cheeks.
"Yeah, I asked my dad, and he said it was okay." I replied as I pulled him to the glee room.
"Thank you so much Kurt." He whispered sweetly as we walked in. "Really Kurt, thank you."
"I'm sorry about earlier, it won't happen again." I muttered as I sat down. "How I gave you that key was totally uncalled for. I saw you blush after."
"I liked it Kurt," He stated as he looked at me. "It was amazing."
"I'm still sorry, I hadn't meant for it to happen that way." I whispered as the other members filed into the room.
"I have a surprise for you too." He whispered as Mr. Schue walked in.
"So. Does anyone have a song for the Love theme?" Mr. Schue asked as he took the front of the room. Jake stood up.
"I do Mr. Schue." Jake replied as he looked at me. "I'd like to sing Fallin' For You by Colbie Calliat."
"Alright." Mr. Schue stated and moved to the side for Jake to take center stage in the front of the room, his eyes never leaving mine.
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I don't know, but I think I may be fallin' for you I am tryin' not to tell you, but I want to I've been spendin' all my time just thinkin' 'bout you As I'm standin' here, and you hold my hand I am tryin' not to tell you, but I want to I've been spendin' all my time just thinkin' 'bout you Oh, I just can't take it, my heart is racin' I've been spendin' all my time just thinkin' 'bout you I can't stop thinkin' 'bout it, I want you all around me
Droppin' so quickly, maybe I should keep this to myself
Wait until I know you better
I'm scared of what you'll say
So I'm hidin' what I'm feelin'
But I'm tired of holdin' this inside my head
I don't know what to do, I think I'm fallin' for you
I've been waitin' all my life, and now I found you
I don't know what to do, I think I'm fallin' for you
I'm fallin' for you
Pull me towards you, and we start to dance
All around us, I see nobody
Here in silence, it's just you and me
I'm scared of what you'll say
So I'm hidin' what I'm feelin'
But I'm tired of holdin' this inside my head
I don't know what to do, I think I'm fallin' for you
I've been waitin' all my life, and now I found you
I don't know what to do, I think I'm fallin' for you
I'm fallin' for you
Emotions keep spinnin' out
I don't know what to do, I think I'm fallin' for you
I've been waitin' all my life, and now I found you
I don't know what to do, I think I'm fallin' for you
I'm fallin' for you, I think I'm fallin' for you
And now I just can't hide it, I think I'm fallin' for you
I can't stop thinkin' 'bout it, I want you all around me
And now I just can't hide it, I think I'm fallin' for you
I'm fallin' for you, oh, oh, oh, no, no, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, I'm fallin' for you
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"Who were you singing to?" Mercedes asked as Jake sat down next to us.
"Kurt." Jake replied as he grabbed my hand.
"White boy got a boyfriend!" Mercedes exclaimed quietly as she looked at us. I nodded with a smile as Jake leaned against me before resting his head on my shoulder.
"Kurt." Finn demanded as he looked at us. "Why are you holding that boys' hand?"
"Well Finn. You hold Quinn's hand because you like her." I replied as I looked at Finn. "I like Jake, so I hold his hand."
"Oh." Finn stated as he looked away. "Good for you."
-/- After Glee ( Jake's P.o.V) -\-
"I'll see you tomorrow." I stated as I pulled Kurt close to me and into a hug. "Love you."
"See you tomorrow." He replied as he hugged me back. "Loves." I reached an arm around him and kissed him quickly before letting him go. He got in his car and waited. "Do you need a ride?"
"No." I replied as I looked around for Dave. "My aunt said that Dave would take me home."
"If you're sure." He stated as he turned on his car.
"I'll text him to tell him I have a ride." I muttered as I opened the passenger side door and got in. "I think he has hockey practice or something."
"So we am I going?" Kurt asked as he looked at me.
"15 Summer Lane." I replied as he drove toward the entrance to the parking lot.
"That's about 15 minutes away." He stated as I pulled out my cell phone and sent a quick text to Dave. "I live only 2 streets over, at 31 Lincoln Lane."
"Thanks for the ride." I whispered as we drove down the roads of Lima. "Dave just texted me saying that he wasn't going to bring me home anyway."
"Dave's a jerk." Kurt stated as he turned the radio up.
"He's already home." I replied as we continued to drive. "I hate him so much sometimes, but then I always remember that I know things that I could blackmail him with."
"We're almost there." Kurt inquired as we neared Summer Lane. "So what could you use against him?"
"Just stuff he did when we were younger." I replied as we pulled onto my street. "I couldn't ever follow through though."
"Oh." He stated as he pulled up to the house I lived in. "I'll see you tomorrow."
"Love you Kurt." I whispered before I kissed him lightly.
"Love you too." He replied as I opened the door, slipped out of the car, and walked up to the house. I waved to Kurt as I opened the front door.
"Hey Jake." Dave grunted as I slipped into the house.
"Hey Dave." I stated, in a slightly scared tone, as I tried to slide past my bear of a cousin.
"So who dropped you off, you little homo?" He demanded as he blocked my path.
"My boyfriend." I replied calmly as I tried to go around him. "Now let me by."
"You're dating Hummel?" Dave demanded as he grabbed my arm.
"Yes." I squeaked out as I tried to get away, he let me pass.
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Part 5:
-/- That Night (It's about 7:00pm) -\-
"Jake you can't date." Dave grunted as he looked at me.
"Just leave me alone." I stated as I got up.
"Don't date the homo." Dave barked as he got up as well.
"DAVE SHUT UP!" I exclaimed.
"The only reason you're dating him," He stated harshly as he closed in on me, "is that you're homo too."
"No. We're dating because we're attracted to each other." I stated loudly as I backed up toward the stairs.
"No. I'm pretty sure it's because you're the only two homos in all of Lima." Dave muttered as he stepped closer.
"Whatever." I said as I backed up again.
"And you know what? It's your fault your parents are dead." Dave stated loudly as he stepped closer. "If your little homo ass hadn't wanted some fucking Chinese food..."
"NO. THEY WERE HIT BY A SPEEDING CAR!" I hollered as tears pricked the corners of my eyes. I stopped backing up.
"No." He stated loudly as he took another step toward me. "It was having a gay son."
"NO!" I screamed as I raised my fists.
"What?" Dave asked in a mocking tone as he closed the gap, raised his own fist, and collided it with my face. "The little homo gonna hit me?" He continued to pepper my head and chest with punches. I ran for the door, opened it, and ran out into the rain storm.
"Fuck." I muttered to myself as I ran toward Lincoln Lane. 'It's not my fault they're dead.'
"It's not my fault." I whispered to myself as the depression I was trying to suppress rose to the surface. "Not my fault." I put my hand in my pocket and found a metal hair clip. (A/N: It's only about 7:30).
"Not my fault." I whispered as I opened the clip and looked at it. "Not my fault." I rolled up my left sleeve and slid the sharp part of the clip across my wrist as I came upon Lincoln Lane.
"Not my fault mom and dad." I muttered as I began to stumble down the street. "Not my fault. Not my fault."
I continued to mutter to myself that it wasn't my fault. I found number 31 and fumbled to get the key out of my pocket before thudding against the door, unable to stand anymore.
"It wasn't my fault, not because I'm gay." I muttered as my vision became fuzzy. "Not my fault they're dead. Not my fault."
-/- General P.o.V -\-
"Not my fault, not my fault." Jake muttered to himself as he pounded on the door as best he could before he passed out. "Not my fault."
"Kurt go get the door!" Burt called from his chair.
"Yes dad." Kurt replied as he got up and opened the door, only to have Jake fall into the room.
"Oh gosh, Jake! Jake wake up!" Kurt inquired as he pulled Jake into the house before shutting the door. "Jake what... what happened to you?"
"Who's this Kurt?" Burt asked as he got up.
"My boyfriend." Kurt replied as he managed to drag Jake into an upright position. "I think Dave hit him."
"I'll help you get him down to your room," Burt stated as he reached down to grab Jakes' legs, "so that you can take care of him or something." Kurt held Jakes' upper half and together they got Jake down to Kurts' room and set him on the bed.
-/- Kurt's P.o.V -\-
I walked into the bathroom after my dad went back up stairs and grabbed a washcloth before I wet it with cool water and brought it back to the bed to put across Jakes' forehead.
"What made you pass out?" I asked out loud as I grabbed his left hand. I felt something dribble only my hand.
"I DIDN'T DO IT. NOT MY FAULT. NOT MY FAULT THEY'RE DEAD!" He screamed as his eyes flew open and he flew into a sitting position.
"It's alright." I whispered before I went into the bathroom again and grabbed a bandage and a damp cloth. "You're safe."
"Not my fault." Jake was muttering as I came back in. I sat down next to him and grabbed his left hand. I pulled the sleeve up gently and looked at the only bleeding like on his wrist.
"It's alright. I know it's not your fault." I whispered soothingly as I began to wipe the blood away and bandaged his wrist. "I'm just going to clean your wrist. Please just tell me what happened."
"Dave said... he said it was my fault my parents are dead. He... he... he said it was because I... because I... was gay." Jake replied in little more then a choked whisper as he held up his right hand, in it I saw a metal hair clip. "After he hit me, I... I... I ran to the door, as I was running I found the clip. I... I... I... think Dave put it there."
"It's not your fault." I whispered soothingly as I tried to take the clip from him. "Give me the clip." I took the clip from him.
"I... I... I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to do it." Jake whispered before his started crying. I wrapped my arms around him tightly as I rubbed his back in an effort to calm him down.
"It'll be alright just calm down." I whispered as he sobbed into my chest and I rubbed his back. "I'm here, it's alright. I won't let anyone hurt you."
"Do you... do you have any clothes that I... I... could borrow?" He asked quietly as he pulled away from me. "Mine kind of got soaked in the rain."
"Sure. I'll go get them." I replied softly as I got up, went to my dresser, grabbed a set of pajamas, and handed them to Jake. "Can I see your arms after?"
"Sure." He muttered as he changed quickly.
"How many scars do you have? How many did Dave cause?" I inquired as I traced some of them.
"Only one and it's not on my arms." He replied as he lifted his right arm and pointed to a small, barely one inch, scar between two of his ribs.
"What caused all of them?" I asked as I sat on my bed, he put his head in my lap.
"Various sharp objects for all the ones that Dave didn't cause." He replied as I played with his hair and rubbed his back. "That one was caused by Dave pushing me into a piece of broken table."
"You can't keep doing this to yourself." I whispered as he put the shirt on.
" I know Kurt." Jake replied as he looked up at me. "I know."
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Well that was my redone chapter 1. I won't post the redone Afraid of my Shadow until I get at least 2 reviews. So please review be it good or bad.