The young man opened the door to his small apartment in New York he sighed shutting it. Another audition he probably didn't get. The man was angry and frustrated he turned on the TV flipping the channels. He stopped on his favorite, the fashion channel. They were discussing the new line of clothes designed by Kurt Hummel an up and coming designer. He was only 26 but already making it big.
They showed a picture of Kurt, the man tightened his hand. Why is Kurt so happy when wasn't, he wanted to break the man so he could never be fixed. He had lusted for him for years after their first brief meeting but had lost track of him but now he had located him a year ago and he couldn't take not being near him.
He had found where Kurt lived and worked and places he shopped at and where he bought his food. He didn't think it was creepy at all he just wanted to be close to what belonged to him. He wanted Kurt to be broken.
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Kurt had been so engrossed in his work that he didn't notice much. He jumped when he felt a hand on his shoulder. "Kurt why are you working shouldn't you be celebrating your new line?" It was Riley one of his co-workers. Kurt sighed looking up at the slightly older man. "You just ruined the idea I had." Kurt grumbled.
"Well that's great now you can come with us for drinks after work." The red head said hopefully. "I don't know, I think Blaine's home tonight." Kurt tried to get out of it, he hated bars they made him uncomfortable unless Blaine was there.
"I called Blaine and its Friday and he does have a show and he told me to make sure you have fun and to not lock yourself up at home and work all weekend." Kurt cursed in his head. "So I'll meet you soon with everyone."
By five everyone had begun to head out, Kurt had pulled his sweater on for the crisp fall weather and pulled his bag over his shoulder. He left the building seeing a few people standing outside.
"Hey Kurt, you ready?" Riley asked him. "I guess." He mumbled. He looked at the two girls for help but they just thought the whole thing was amusing. When they got to the bar it was moderately busy for a Friday night they got a table and Riley went to get them drinks. He wished Blaine was here, but he was busy almost every night thanks to Broadway.
He didn't remember how much alcohol he had everything seemed like a blur of colors and sound, Blaine had always told him he was a lightweight. He had left the group to go to the bathroom he was about to go back out when someone pushed him up against the wall and started kissing him. Kurt tried to pull away but he was out of it from the drinks. He felt rough hands push up his shirt, he was terrified. A hand had slipped into his pants trying to get them down.
Then it was gone he heard shouting but he had slid down the wall trembling badly tears running down his face. He was so scared he thought the guy was going to rape him.
"Kurt? Kurt!" He heard Riley gentle voice trying to get him to sit up. "Shit, look at those bruises Ry." He felt hands gently pulling his shirt back over him and zipping his pants. He leaned into Riley's chest sobbing harshly. "Shh sweetie don't cry." The older was gently rubbing his back. "I w..want Blaine." Kurt sobbed. "You'll see Blaine soon. You got to stand up for me I cant lift you."
Once Kurt was back in his apartment he felt better he just wanted to shower and go to sleep. Riley had stayed with him to make sure he was alright. "You can go now." He told the other designer. "No I'm staying here till Blaine gets back." Riley told him, making himself comfortable on the couch.
"I'm taking a shower so don't bother me." Kurt warned. "I wouldn't dream of it. You know every gay guy in the city probably wants to see you shower." This made Kurt walk away quickly obviously embarrassed.
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Blaine had finished changing in the dressing room into his street clothes he picked up his phone seeing he had gotten several texts and calls. All they said was to call them back. Blaine dint think much of it and went back to his friends.
It was nearing three am by the time he had gotten home. He unlocked the door surprised to find the light still on. Kurt should be asleep by now. Then he saw another guy sleeping on their couch Kurt was not there. He recognized the guy as one of Kurt's co-workers he shook the man gently to get him up.
Riley sat up startled by the sudden shaking. "Hey, I must have fallen asleep." He told Blaine. "Why are you here?" Riley then remembered what happened.
"Kurt was assaulted at the bar we went to." Blaine's eyes widened obviously surprised. "Where is he?" Blaine was now in full protection mode. "Look don't wake him. Hes just very shaken up. He had too much to drink and some guy cornered him in the bathroom." He saw the horrified look he was getting. "Nothing else happened, he has a few bruises."
Blaine entered their bedroom to find Kurt fast asleep under the covers. He climbed on the bed and lay right next to Kurt, listening to his boyfriends soft breathing as he slept. He gently kissed his forehead before falling asleep himself.
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Kurt sat down at the table with his fresh coffee, Blaine had wanted to take him out but this was all they had time for. It was Monday afternoon on Kurt's lunch break he opened the sandwich he had brought from home and began to eat slowly. Blaine took the chair across from him and gently took his hand.
"I'm trying to eat." Kurt pulled away from his boyfriend. "Kurt why wont you tell me what happened on Friday?"
"Nothing happened." The designer looked tense. "Look I'm not mad I just want to what happened. You had bruises all over you."
Kurt looked down his eyes shining with tears. "Riley already told you...I was drunk and this creep had his hands all over me but someone threw him off before anything happened." Kurt whispered.
"Well we need to do something fun this weekend, Do you want to go to a show?" Blaine asked him. He just looked down at his food. "I don't really want to go out."
Blaine sighed, Kurt had been so out of it since Friday. It had probably brought up some bad memories. He looked at his boyfriend he looked paler than normal and exhausted, he had barley been sleeping and that was worrying.
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He watched the two sit down with their coffee he loved hearing Kurt's voice. He made sure to sit close enough to hear but far away enough to not be suspicious as he started composing his letter to his future lover.
Kurt looked sick and he was worried he probably was upset about Friday. It was a good thing he had been there, Kurt was taking to long in the bathroom so he went to check and found his Kurt being molested by some creep. He couldn't control his anger when he threw the guy into the wall but he got out of there the second Kurt's friends came. Damn them, he wanted to be the one to comfort his lover.
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The next day was much better Kurt had just arrived home when he stepped in something that had been slid under his door. He picked up the letter it was strange, all it said was "To Kurt".
Dear Kurt,
I have been wanting to contact you for a while now since I will be your lover soon enough anyways. I just couldn't take you being so upset the other day while you were having coffee with Blaine. I know what that bastard did to you and I really wanted to kill him but I controlled myself and got him away from you. If I hadn't been there who knows what would have happened. I also wanted to congratulate for you new line of clothes that just came out, I imagine what you wear everyday and what you look like when you get undressed, your beauty never ceases to amaze me. I can't wait till we can finally be together.
Love,
Your greatest admirer
Kurt was shaking by the time he had finished reading, his throat and eyes were burning. He shoved the letter in his desk drawer; never wanting to see it again. He pulled off his work clothes to change into some sweats and a t-shirt. He looked around nervously wondering if the creep was watching him now.
Once curled up underneath the blankets Kurt finally let a few tears run down his face before falling into the oblivion.
I have a creepy obsession with stalker fics. I hope you guys like it. Please review and tell me what you think.