Hi. So...I was thinking today. Let me put something out here for you to understand: I am suicidal. But I know that nobody really cares, or not enough to try and help me. I used to be bulimic and anorexic, but eventually I stopped. I don't really talk about how I feel directly, and nobody I know really listens to what I have to say. I know that you think I'm being overdramatic and dumb, and that people have it worse off than I do, but really this is just so you know that I do understand what it feels like to want to die and that I'm not just guessing on these internal feelings for Kurt. I don't own Glee.
Chapter One
Kurt had never felt this way before. All he wanted to do was leave. The school, the earth...whatever. He wouldn't dare tell anybody. Kurt had started wearing long sleeves to hide the cuts on his arms. He wore turtlenecks more often now so nobody saw the bruises on his neck. Not that anybody looked hard enough to notice anyhting wrong with him. He was nothing. Even if he disappeared, he could be replaced.
Even the New Directions noticed how down Kurt was...sometimes. He had come so close to telling them everything. He had tears in his eyes, and got everybody to look at him when Rachel Berry opened eer enormous mouth and told him to stop being so selfish and that he was hogging the spotlight.
That was when he broke. He ran out of the room and to the bathroom and just cried. He cried until he had no more tears. Then something even worse happened. As Kurt walked out of the stall he had been crying in, he saw Dave Karofsky.
"Ooh little faggot, are we going to have fun in here..." Karofsky said, looming over Kurt.
Karofsky unbuckled his pants and revealed a raging erection. He shoved his cock in Kurt's face, and then pulled Kurt closer to it. Kurt whimpered and clamped his mouth shut. Karofsky squeezed Kurt's neck so hard that Kurt yelled out, an then shoved his entire dick as far as it would go. Kurt felt helpless, like he couldn't escape. That was the end of the line.
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The next day, Kurt brought sleeping pills to school with him. Andalso a razor blade. During lunch, he snuck off to the boys locker room, with both in his pocket. He grabbed a water bottle from Finn's locker, andmanaged to take three-fourths of the pills. Then he heard voices. Kurt threw aside the pills and the water and pulled out his blade. He cut vertically down his arms, and lay down on the ground to die. Sam, Finn, Mike, Puck, and Artie all walked in andsaw a pale, bloody body on the floor.
Finn was thefirst to react. "Quick! Puck, go get Coach Beiste or Mr. Shuester. Mike, call 911, get an ambulance. Sam,call your gay friend and tell him to get to the Lima Hospital ASAP. Go! Now! Artie call Burt for me. Tell him that Kurt triedto kill himself."
When the ambulance arrived, they let Finn ride in the back with Kurt. Finn filled out the forms and when Burt and Carole came, the doctor spoke to them quietly. Then Sam walked up to Finn with a short, dark haired boy i a Dalton Academy Blazer. The gay friend.
Blaine Anderson, according to Sam, was the boy. They had been roomates back in the day. Blaine calmed Finn down and waited with them. The New Directions arrived, Mercedes, Brittany, Tina, Quinn, and Santana in tears. Rachel simply blabbered on about how selfish Kurt was. She got kicked out by Finn.
The door opened, and the doctor came out. He had news, everyone could tell. "He'll live," the doctor said, "but he shouldn't go back to that school. Most importantly, though, he'll live." The thought fille them all with relief.
He'll live.
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As always, please review and tell me if I sucked or not. Klisses!