A/N: SO IM SO SORRY EVERYONE!
Almost half a year maybe more? But Im sorry I have no excuse except this was my first year of highschool and again no excuse. I was lazy so now that I have a movitiation back here a one shot. I might maybe make it into a on going story if so many people like it
Disclaimer: I don't own glee, I wish I did though but sadly I don't
Chapter One:
"You are so stubborn!" That was the last thing I heard before the pain. I'm so use to it though that I don't feel it anymore. The pain. The hurt. My eyes just stare blankly ahead while he gets angry. Angry at himself? Or at me? Who knows because I'm sure as the hell I'm in that I don't know. Maybe he does but I doubt that. My name is Kurt Hummel and I'm dead but alive. I would rather be dead then endure this nightmare. It is always the same when this happens. I would come home from work, I try not to be late. I really do try. He, my boyfriend Paul is waiting, and then he accuses me of cheating. Like I would do that, unlike him I'm faithful. Then it begins. The hitting the punching. The abuse.
I'm so use to it that I don't feel the pain anymore. All I feel is numb. All I am hoping for is that he doesn't hit the face, turtle necks can't hide those cuts and bruises. I'm numb, oh so numb. Afterward though all this mess he says sorry. Then when I'm about to leave, I get sucked back in again.
What happened to me? I use to be strong Kurt Hummel. Fierce, but now I don't know. This has been going on for so long, I don't know if I would be able to get out. My friends, they are all gone, they try though to keep in contact but I just vanished. They want to be here for me, but I won't let them see me like this.
Paul is gone now, for now atleast. Just the escape of him not being there is better though. I can't escape though. I'm too weak and I hate that. I hate feeling weak...I'm in the dark, my own thoughts driving drowning me in my own death. My ears picked up the sound of my cell phone, the ring tone blasting 'Bad romance' By Lady Gaga.
I haven't heard that in awhile, it was his ring tone. Blaine's, that is how it started. We had gotten into a fight and before I knew it I was in this bull crap. It doesn't matter anymore, the sound was fading but it was still there. Hiding in the darkness while I was covered in it.
I didn't want to answer the phone because if I did maybe I would be rescued and some how I didn't want that. I don't want to depend on somebody to be my hero. Knocking on the apartment door came and a call of my name. I ignored the plea that broke though while I was too far under.
The voice sounds panicked and hurried. I was too far deep. Too numb to move. Just so numb. Is this what it felt like to die?I'm so numb to the point that maybe I can be happy again. Like when I wasn't in this messed up world of mine. When I was with him...
"Kurt!" It was his voice this time closer then before.
"Kurt!" The voice was a plea of fear. What was the fear for? I looked up and there he was beside me. My angel. Him. Blaine.
Blaine, he was crying. Probably by the way I looked, I always look hideous right after the battle. Right now I'm too numb to care. To numb to do anything but look.
"Kurt...don't move. Wes! David! Call 911!" That was the last thing I heard before I blacked out.
Kurt smiled at the boy in front of him. It was six months officially since they gotten together. Six months of joy and happiness and the stubbornness of the other. It had started out as a good day like any other like the two. Then suddenly things went bad. Kurt had found something while doing the laundry. It wasn't his and it sure wasn't Blaine's. That was the day Kurt found out Blaine had cheated on him with a girl. The red underwear had been the proof that Kurt had needed. Blaine had said that he didn't but Kurt was too hurt to care. Blaine had walked one way and Kurt was there crying silently as his love walked away.
From that point Kurt met Paul. The guy had seem good at first but it all went downhill from there.
I woke up on a hospital bed IV's stuck in my arms and feeling like crap. Why did I have to remmeber that day. That day was the worst. The ending of one of his great life and into his worst. As I went to move and flinched the pain finally revealing itself. After the numbness came the realization and then the aftermath. I thought I was dead, instead I was here. I would rather be dead at this point. I looked over to my side and there sat Rachel, Finn and Blaine. Burt and Carole was on vacation. I knew Finn wouldn't want their vacation to be ruined. I'm all to blame if they were here when they were having fun
"Kurt!" Rachel came forward not caring about the IVs sticking out everywhere. " What happened? I was on Broadway when I got the call." She really didn't know did she. When she hugged me it hurt and unconsciously I winced. Why did the numbness have to leave?
"Rachel, give him a break.." Finn told the girl who slowly but still persistent backed off. At least he had some control over her since they were together for long enough, I guess she just got the vibe to back off the person who was injured.
I saw Finn stand up and tell Rachel something. While leaving he glared at Blaine. Did I miss something? I must of since Blaine is here.
"Just call if you want us okay." Finn told me knowing that I probably won't call them in.
"Kurt.." He was looking at me a sad look in his eye.
"Why are you here." I demanded. I needed to know, we weren't even on talking terms for the longest time now.
"I'm sorry...I didn't get there in time.." He sounded angry at himself when he should have been. He left me. "Your probably wondering why I was at your apartment. How I knew.."
"Yeah I guess. Wait this is all so confusing... Blaine we are not together anymore... why do you care.."
"I needed to see you Kurt... I called Finn, he told me that you lived in the same apartment that you did. I just needed to see you. I care about you Kurt. I always had and always will. " Blaine looked at me sincerely. "I... I still love you."
I was still looking at him but I turned away. Afraid to face the truth I guess. "Too late for that." I didn't see his expression but his voice told it all. He wasn't even surprised not in the least bit.
"I'm sorry Kurt. That fight we had it was stupid. I was stupid. You should hate me and you probably do since you wouldn't answer your phone.."
I wanted to know a lot right now which is surprising. When I'm around him he makes me like this. Curious and feeling alive again. I don't want that, but somewhere inside I do. Blaine was stubborn, if I didn't answer his calls why would I want to talk to him. I didn't want to get hurt again. I didn't want to be sucked in by Blaine. "Go away." That was the only way for me not to get hurt.
Blaine stood up, thinking he was going to leave my stomach dropped. Instead though he came over and placed a gentle kiss upon my head. I blinked confused at why he wouldn't leave when I told him.
"I'm not going to hurt you Kurt, I will wait for you to realize that you love me back. No matter how long it takes. Not matter how long it takes for you to give me a second chance. I will be here." He said as I looked up at him.
"Don't expect me to go back you you that easy."
"I wouldn't want it any other way."
A/N: Well that's it. I hope people will read this story and not shun me because of my poof.
~Tori Sohma