A/N hey guys, I'm (finally) back! I have written a thousand stories on my phone but I'm just too lazy to publish them ^^ And atm , im skyping with a friend and then Bam suddenly you update :D and Naya is retweeting everyone and im crying, you know, the usual. So, enjoy my new story, and don't forget to follow, favorite or review, because more chapters are on it's way :D

Disclaimer: If I owned Glee I wouldn't be here, but I'd be filming the Klaine sex tape.

Red String Of Fate chapter 1

Darkness was all he saw when he was pushed into yet another locker, hitting his head hard against the metal. "Fag!" He heard Dave Karofsky's voice yelling at him.

He was thrown even harder at the locker than usual, he didn't know why. He tried to open his eyes, but they were just too heavy. 'Don't fall asleep Kurt Hummel' he told himself. He had to stay awake, and call his dad. But it was too late, and he let the darkness take over.

"Mr Hummel!" "Kurt!" "Bro!" He heard around him, and he tried to open his eyes. Really slow, he opened them, closing them immediately at the bright lights, reflecting against the white walls. Wait? White walls? McKinley had lockers or sign up sheets against the walls, and his own room was decorated in Dior grey. Really stylish, obviously. Just like him. Kurt then realized what white walls meant, he was in the hospital.

He slowly opened his eyes again, only to look into his father's concerned eyes. Everything came flashing back, Karofsky, the painful slam against the locker and the darkness. "Dad, I'm okay." The countertenor whispered. He smiled lightly, and took his dad's hand. Then he noticed the red string around his finger. "Dad, what did they put around my finger?" He asked, and Burt looked confused. "What do you mean, Kurt? There isn't anything...Do I have to call a doctor?" Kurt's eyes widened, why didn't his dad see it? "No just leave it." He heard himself say. "It was probably just an imagination." He said, trying not to stare at the red string that seemed to go all the way out of the room.

The doctor came in. "It seems like you're fine, Mr Hummel, and you are allowed to leave. Just be careful, because next time it's possible that you break something." Kurt nodded, and also saw that the doctor was not staring at the string. Was this just his imagination? Was he going insane?

After arriving home, Kurt saw that the string was still around his finger, and he tried to pull it off. It didn't work. He grabbed a scissor from his desk, and tried to cut it, since it didn't look that strong. He tried to cut it, but it just didn't want to. He tried for 15 minutes and nothing happened. He fell down on his bed, sighing loudly. Looks like it wasn't going to leave him anytime soon. The weirdest thing was though -it was overall weird that after his 'accident' suddenly a red string appeared- was that no one noticed it. They didn't trip over it when it lay there, and it looked like they just walked trough it. Kurt still got bullied a lot, and shoved into lockers. Not as hard as he used to, since news had spread about him ending up in the hospital, but still painful enough for him to get tears in his eyes. Sometimes when he was on the verge of tears, the string would pull at him, and Kurt somehow felt a little better. Like he was protected by it. He had tried to follow it many times, but it just seemed to go on forever, and he gave up after half an hour of walking.

After being thrown harshly into another locker, while someone yelled a nice comment about his sexuality to him, he saw Mr Schue walking towards him. He helped him up and brought him to his office, which looked (and smelled) more like a janitor's closet. Guess the school really didn't have much money. "Are you okay, Kurt? Is there anything I can do?" He asked him, and Kurt raised his eyebrows at him as in to say 'are you serious? You just saw me being thrown into a locker and you ask if I'm okay?' "No," Kurt answered, while looking at his shoes. "This is my hill to climb alone." Mr Schue nodded, obviously not convinced. "Can I be honest? I think it's getting to you. Usually this stuff rolls right off your back, but lately you've been belligerent, angry, pushing people away." What do you expect me to do!? Kurt wanted to yell at him. I've been bullied my entire life, and I just have to let it slide off? But he remained calm. "Can I be honest with you?" Mr Schue nodded. "You, like everyone else at this school, are too quick to let homophobia slide. And your lesson plans are boring and repetitive. Boys versus girls? That doesn't challenge any of us." Kurt hasn't meant to say something about Glee, but now it was put, he knew it was true. The teacher glared at him, was that even allowed? "You mean because I didn't let you join the girls like you wanted?" Kurt sighed, this had nothing to do with it. Yes he wanted to be with his friends, but he was okay with it. "To answer your question, yes. I'm unhappy. And yes, being the only out gay kid at this school gets me down. But most of all, I'm not challenged in the least here." That was his final word, before walking out and closing the door, probably leaving a confused, and slightly mad teacher.

He was shocked when Mr Schue had changed the assignment, and he took all his imagination to make the performance more than perfect. Too bad the boys didn't agree with him. Just because he was gay, didn't mean he was a girl! That even the boys in Glee couldn't accept that, hurt him more than he'd have thought it would. "Uh, dude. Why don't you make yourself useful and go put some rat poison in them old folks' jell-o or visit the Garglers?"

Kurt's eyes widened at Puck's rude comment, and he took away his board with ideas. Fine. Then they just had to do it alone. "Fine." He said, before walking out, leaving stunned boys behind. He walked out the door, tears shimmering in his eyes. He looked at the red string that was, as always, around his finger. The only thing that'd never leave him, even if he wanted it to.

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