Hello there! :D This is something I wrote a while back when I still really liked Klaine and thought it was pretty good so I decided to post it cause I don't really lose anything on it ;) Hope you enjoy and if anyone would want more of this please let me know Because I do have like two more chapters almost finished from before and about three chapters I have all figured out in my head.

It was dark outside, after all it was well over midnight by now. It was getting closer and closer to Christmas, and the first snow was expected to come in only a couple of days. Kurt knew this thanks to Blaine who was super excited about it. He smiled fondly thinking about his boyfriend whom had practically been bouncing around the day before when the news of the approaching cold had reached him.

Right now said boyfriend lay on the floor with a jacket under his head, unconscious.

Looking down at his peaceful form Kurt bent down to brush away a stray curl that had broken free from the teenagers helmet of gel and fallen over his forehead. Smiling softly, he traced his fingers down his face and caressed his cheek.

"What do you want Kurt?" At the mention of his name Kurt looked up at his step-brother, Finn, standing in front of him. Kurt took a moment to look at everyone else in the choir room, he twists his lips into a grin that could only be described as lunatic. Kurt turns his head and looked back down at Blaine and let his hands travel down the younger boys body.

"Revenge, Finn." He said softly as his hand reached to lift Blaine's upper body up and place it in his lap.

"Revenge for what Kurt?" Noah Puckerman asked, hesitant from the corner.

"Well everyone of you have hurt Blaine, one way or another, and that's something I do not look easily upon. Because, you see Blaine Is my everything, and I will not stand by and watch as all of you basically abuse the love of my life. I won't let any one of you take him away from me by breaking him. So this is revenge for making Blaine feel unwanted and attempting to break him." Kurt growls at the New directions, feeling nothing but a deep hatred for his so called "friends".

The teenagers in the room holds different expressions of guilt, confusion or simply fear. He smirks to himself thinking that they deserve every piece of fear that right now fills and consumes them from within, making them unable to move as they watch the boy they all thought they knew point a gun at them. They all sit there and try to comprehend what is going to happen, trying but failing to keep their hopes up when they see Kurt looking down at the boy in his arms lying still, sleeping, not having a clue as to what's going on or what is going to happen next.

"K-Kurt?" A trembling Rachel Berry whispers. "I-I Don't understand, we've never h-hurt Blaine." The petite brunette shakes like a leaf when Kurt turn his ice cold glare towards her, and just like that the almost peaceful atmosphere in the room switches to an ice cold one, in only a heartbeat.

"Oh Is that what you think Berry?" Kurt questions the girl as he continue to glare at her. Kurt swiftly moves down so he's leaning over his boyfriend's sleeping body and grabbing a gentle hold on the boy's arm, slowly rolling up the white shirts sleave. Everyone in the room flinch when Blaine whimpers slightly and tries to pull his arm away, still sleeping. They all watch Blaine as his whimpers turns louder and then into small whines high inn his throat. The new directions all hoping that Blaine will wake up and stop Kurt from whatever it is that he plans to do.

Seeing Blaine's distress Kurt leans down and whisper comforting words to the boy, Which calms him down almost immediately. Sam can't stop himself from letting out a sob at their last hope being taken away so swiftly.

Kurt looks up when he hears Sam's sob. Looking furious as the whole group of teenagers sits there acting as if their the victims.

Don't they know that it's their own fault? That they could have stopped this from happing by just accepting Blaine and treating him like they treat each other. With respect and love, like he was family, but no, that had been proven to hard for them. I thought I made the reason for their presence here clear, but obviously they didn't get it.

"Oh Don't be such babies! You have brought this on yourselves. All you had to do was treat Blaine like he treated you, the way he deserves to be treated. But no that was way to hard for you, to actually treat Blaine like another human being, and I don't understand why. Why does Blaine have to suffer for your jealousy Finn? Huh? Cat got your tongue? And the rest of you, you're just as bad! You didn't even care about who Blaine was after Finn started to treat him like shit, you all just jumped to conclusion. That if Finn didn't approve, then why should we.

Urgh, You all make me sick. But do you know what's even worse then what you all did? It's what Blaine did to himself because of you and your bullying."

Kurt finishes his rant, breathing heavily. Everyone else in the choir room sit there stunned by what Kurt said.

It takes a while for them to notice that Kurt is quietly sniffing. But when they do, it's impossible to not notice how Kurt has his head turned down still stroking Blaine's arm. Then Kurt resumes his earlier mission on rolling one of Blaine's sleeves up. He starts talking while doing so, his voice hitching and breaking multiple times.

"You didn't see him when he was l-lying on the bathroom floor, covered in blood. D-Didn't have him cry into your s-shoulder, asking wh-why it's always h-him. None of you saw the utter heartbreak in his eyes whenever anyone of you treated him badly. No, none of you saw how that sparkle of life in his eyes grew more and more dim every time he entered this room, you were all to busy hating him to notice that. Well now you get to pay for it"

Everyone in the room looks on as Kurt finally gets Blaine's sleeve up to his upper arm. Then Kurt ever so slowly lifts Blaine's arm over the sleeping boys head. Revealing deep cuts, some which shines in a shade of angry red. There are some scars higher up on his arm which have a purplish color, a few of them even looking infected. New Directions can't help themselves from gagging in sheer horror, seeing the young innocent boy. Because that is exactly what he is, a fragile, broken, boy. Who was partly broken thanks to their own treatment of him.

Kurt watch the expressions on his fellow glee club and can't help but fell disgusted, Blaine doesn't need their sympathy. They shouldn't be so shocked they were the once to do this to him, they where the once who almost made Blaine die. They're the once who drove Blaine to try and kill himself. It's with that thought that kurt remembers what he is there to do.

He pulls down Blaine's sleeve ever so gently and lays his arm back on the ground, then he shifts from underneath Blaine and lies Blaine's body down again on the jacket. Lucky for me he's such a heavy sleeper even without the roofies. Kurt thinks to himself as Blaine's head once again lies upon the rolled up jacket on the floor.

Slowly kurt stands up with his back turned to the rest of the room. He slips out the silencer to the gun from his front pocket and screws it onto the gun, then he turns towards the rest of the room holding up the gun a bit.

"So who wants to go first?"

Before anyone asks Blaine was drugged by Kurt so that he would remain unconscious :P

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