Glee is owned by fox. I own nothing.
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Kurt cursed for running late on his shopping. He wanted to get home and start his moisturizer routine. Most cars in the mall parking lot, were gone. He sighed, It was kind of creepy being out here by himself. But a lease he would notice if someone come up on him. Kurt was park towards the back. He was about 10 feet away from his car and had just pulled his keys out when he notice the dark shadow, behind him.
Whipping around Kurt was startled to have his former bully towering over him. He was so shock he didn't responded in time when the large Jock reach out and took Kurt's keys. Falling a few steps back and startled. Coming out of the shock Kurt blurted, "What the hell are you doing?"
Kurt could see the grim look of determination in the larger boys eyes. Kurt was afraid of what the answer to his question would be. What was the other boy going to do, he was shivering. Was Karofsky going to carry out his threat? Was he going to kill him?
"we need to talk" the other boy said.
"I don't want to talk, I told you stay away from me." kurt courage started to seep in. "give me my keys back." He made a move to take them back. But Karofsky held them up high.
"fine." Kurt reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone. Before he could start to dail, Karofsky reached with his other hand and grab at the phone. There was a quick struggle before the larger boy had the phone in his hands. stuffing both in his pockets.
"I said we need to talk, and we are going to talk. Then you can have your phone and keys back." Kurt again only saw the grim determination in the boy's eyes.
"What do you want?" Kurt spat.
Dave moved towards the boy. "You're week. You let me bully you." Dave said almost on top of the smaller boy. Pushing the boy lightly in the chest. "I push you, and you do nothing"
"STOP" Kurt yelled.
"You are week." The larger boy repeated Pushing Kurt a little harder. "I will never stop. You will always take it." Another push. "All you do in run. You are a coward. It will never stop"
Karofsky made for a another push but this time Kurt pushed back. Anger filled the smaller boy with rage. He wasn't going to let the other hurt him this time. Not without fighting back. Karofsky gave a nod. "I called you a fag." As he moved for Kurt again. Again Kurt pushed him. "You are Fucking week!" this time Karofsky had yelled it out. Continuing moving towards the smaller boy.
"I said stop." Kurt pushing. karofsky kept coming.
"I slammed you against the lockers" Kurt pushed the bully.
"I throw you in dumpsters, like the trash you are" Kurt pushed harder.
"I throw shit in your face. I defaced you" Kurt throw a punch. Hitting Karofsky in the jaw. The Jock grabbed it for a second. Kurt saw the moment of anger in the boy's face before he continued his on-slot of words. "I terrified you!" Kurt pushed with all his might and the Jock fell back.
"You are worthless," Dave said. From the ground not making move to get up. "I threaten to kill you!" Kurt kicked the larger boy. He heard the larger boy grunt. But he did stop. He kicked and kicked and kicked until the larger boy stopped moving.
"FUCK YOU!" Kurt screamed. While he kick. Releasing all the pain and rage that fueled him. "FUCK YOU !" he screamed again. Taking a deeper breath. When he had notice that Karofsky wasn't moving. Fear filled him. Oh shit had he kill him?
Then a strange thought hit him. Karofsky didn't hit back. He stood there and let the smaller boy hit him relentlessly. He pushed Kurt verbally and physically to fight back. Why? What was the point.
The Jock still didn't move. Fear filled him. He knelt down and reached out to see if he was still breathing. The larger boy was. Thank Gaga. He hadn't killed him.
"Kurt" the other boy said weakly.
Kurt eyes widen, he was still conscious. "What" his voice was choking with sobs. Had he been crying?
"You are not week. You don't deserve abuse." Dave started to cough. "You are strong and proud. You are prefect. I am sorry."
As Karofsky spoke, Kurt tears ran faster. "Why?"
"I made you feel helpless. I needed to give you back control." Dave rolled over to his back face grimace at the pain. He was sure that he had some broken ribs. He was lucky that Kurt just kicked his chest and not his face. He had had worse, he knew he would live.
"Why do you care?" Kurt asked in a small voice.
"Because my mom," Dave swallowed hard. "Because she doesn't have the control. Because he takes it from her." a tear runs down his face. "Because I don't want to be him. Because you shouldn't be like her. Because you could only take true control back from me."
While they were silent while Kurt cried. Not of sorrow. But of freedom and release. Karofsky, had taken the fear that the Jock had forced on him. He had taken it all back. He gave Kurt the will to fight. Kurt had a weight lift off him. he could breath!
When he had finished crying, He helped the larger boy up. He helped the Jock to his car. He drove him to the hospital. He stayed with Karofsky, while he was examined. He listen to the prepared lie that Karofsky had come up with. "I saw that Kurt was cornered by three men. And when I came to his defense, they beat the crap out of me."
He waited with Karofsky while they told the cops the small lie. Unfortunately, the cameras had been smashed in the area of the incident. And there was no evidences other then the boys word. Kurt thought he knew who had smashed the camaras.
He waited until his dad came rushing in. Demanding what had happen, disbelieve that Karofsky had stepped in and saved his son. Until Kurt showed him the wrapped chest, Burt grumpily thank the Jock. He started to lead his son to the door. To take him home. Kurt looked over his shoulders. He saw a brilliant smile on Dave Karofsky's face.
"See you Fancy." The jocks said with a twinkle in his eyes.
"See you Dave." Kurt nodded.
He would have never thought, in just one night that he would have completely forgiven his bully.
Dave thought that pain was worth it.
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So I had this idea buzzing in my head for a while. I plan on it to be a one shot. But since I hate much one shots. I will leave it open for more. If you want me to go on.