A/N-I'm slightly altering the Karofsky suicide bit-instead of him immediately going home to commit suicide, he goes to McKinley to talk to Kurt instead. To me, the Karofsky outing was far-fetched-I don't think all that could happen in a day.
This bit is the week of Regionals. This is on Tuesday, Regionals on Friday-the Friday that Felix hurt himself.
Kurt's phone vibrated in his pocket, and he pulled it out to see who was texting him between third and fourth period. His heart fell when he saw who it was from-Dave Karofsky. He bit his bottom lip nervously as he read the start of the message on his iPhone.
Meet me in the bathroom across from 208. I NEED YOU. Some guys saw me with you
Kurt stopped dead in his tracks, and walked over to his locker. There he thumbed to his messages and read the entire text
Meet me in the bathroom across from 208. I NEED YOU. Some guys saw me with you at Breadstix last week and outted me. I need to talk to someone and I doubt you'll read this, seeing as you've never answered anything else from me, but I'll be here until the start of 4th per. PLEASE ANSWER!
Kurt was horrified. Hastily, he flipped through his contacts until he found the K's and touched Dave's number.
He answered on the first ring.
"Thank God you answered." Dave's voice was strained, as if he'd been crying for a long time, which, Kurt figured, he'd probably been doing.
"Listen David…" Kurt started, but couldn't finish. He choked on his own words, and couldn't continue. Finally, he simply said "I'm so sorry this happened to you."
A long pause. Then "Can you please come see me?"
Kurt replied immediately. "Of course David. I'm over in the 400's, I'll be over there as soon as I can."
He hung up and bolted down the hallway, getting a few disgruntled looks from other kids, but Kurt didn't care. He'd caused Dave too much pain by not listening to any of his calls or texts. He passed Blaine, who smiled when he saw his boyfriend. "Hey Kurt!" he said.
Kurt swore silently and walked over to Blaine, who pulled him in for a hug. When Kurt didn't respond, he frowned and looked down at him. "What's wrong?"
Kurt closed his wyes, fighting back the urge to just yell at no one in particular. "Karofsky's been outted. He's in the 200's bathroom, I've got to go talk to him."
Blaine's eyes opened in surprise. "Do you need me to come with you?" He asked worriedly.
"No I need to do this by myself." Kurt said, even though he wanted his boyfriend with him the whole time. "He still loves me, and I don't think my boyfriend would make him feel any better."
Blaine wanted to argue, but couldn't, and sighed. "Text me when you're done. Good luck." He leaned forward and kissed Kurt on the forehead. He walked away, and Kurt tore down the hall to the 200's. He ran halfway done the hall and stopped at the bathroom. He tried the door, but it was locked.
He knocked three times. "Dave it's me." He whispered in the door frame.
Kurt heard the door unlock, and he yelped as he was pulled in the cramped bathroom. He was engulfed by a massive hug, which he returned.
"Thank God you're here Kurt! It was awful, I-I-I-" Dave tried to talk, but burst into tears again when he saw Kurt's worried face.
Kurt settled him down, talking to him quietly while stroking Dave's back. Finally, Dave took a deep breath and spoke.
"It was awful Kurt… They attacked me and wrote faggot all over my locker, and then they told the whole school. I ran to my car and came here-you're the only person I could think of." Dave sobbed into Kurt's shoulder.
Kurt didn't know what to say. Not a year and half ago the very boy sobbing into his shoulder was throwing him around the hall, and not a week ago, he called for the nineteenth time in a month-nineteen times which Kurt ignored. "I don't know what to say." He said lamely.
Dave cracked a half-smile, saying "You don't have to. Just be here with me for now-please?"
Kurt smiled back and hugged his former bully. The latter settled into the former's crook of his neck as they crouched uncomfortably on the floor of the 200's bathroom. A couple minutes later the bell for fourth period rang. Dave sniffed and said "Should you be going to class now?"
"No I have Mrs. Whitaker's computer apps class right now. I doubt the old woman even knows our names anyway. I'll text Finn and tell him to tell her that I went home sick." He reached for his phone and texted Finn. In a bathroom talking to Dave. Tell Mrs. W that I went home sick. He hit the send button.
"Why did I ever do that to you?" Dave whispered, barely audible at all.
"What?"
"Why did I ever hit you and call you names and throw you around? It feels goddamn awful" Dave said.
"You were confused then. Don't beat yourself up about it-no pun intended." Kurt said, smiling.
Dave laughed an awful mixture of wet tears and coughs. "You were so strong. You stayed at this school for over two years of me punching you, slushying you, shoving you. I couldn't stand ten minutes of it."
Kurt winced, remembering the familiar feel of him hitting a locker. "I wasn't strong. I left the school."
"And then you came back." Dave countered. "With a cute boyfriend too."
Kurt laughed out loud. "You thought Blaine was cute? I guess 'fag's fuck buddy' had a different meaning to me then."
Dave shrugged, trying to forget the names that he had called Kurt and Blaine. "Not as cute as you of course." Kurt blushed and Dave took Kurt's hand which Kurt squeezed in return.
A vibration from his phone said that Finn texted back. told mrs w. everything ok? dont cheat on blaine bro ;)
Kurt rolled his eyes and showed Dave, who chuckled. "Tell him I'm not screwing you or anything."
Kurt replied. Too late. We've had hot sweaty sex already and are now making out beneath the urinals. Should've told me sooner :P
A few seconds later Finn replied. gross. glad 2 know evrythings ok tho :P ps already txtd blaine tht u wantd 2 break up w/ him :P
They sat in silence for a few minutes with Dave's hand in Kurt's lap. Dave shifted and asked "Did you ever think about doing it?"
"Doing what?" Kurt asked.
Dave sat up straight, his face looking uncomfortable. "You know… Killing yourself?"
Kurt gasped and stood up. "David! Did you?"
Dave stood up without looking at Kurt. "Well… I stopped at a cliff on the way here, my car a few feet from the edge. I almost did it too." He said. Kurt felt a cold lead fist on his heart hearing this. "But then I looked down at my phone, and it had my wallpaper showing. It was the one we took at Breadstix last week. That's when I pulled out and drove here. Because I knew you'd be here." He looked up and frowned. "Even though you never responded to anything I said."
Kurt felt something pull in his heart. He remembered the most recent time that Dave had texted him. He and Blaine had been making out on his bed, and he hadn't even bothered to look at it for another two hours. He gulped as he was brought back to the guilty reality of his actions. He smiled sheepishly. "Well I'm here now." He couldn't think of anything strong enough that could express his sorrow. So he kissed his old bully on the cheek. "If you ever need me, I swear I'll help you. No more ignoring."
Dave laughed. "Well that's one good thing out of all this shit." He hugged Kurt and looked at him longingly. He leaned in and kissed him, this time on the lips.
Kurt let him for a few seconds, partly because he knew Dave needed it and partly, even though he hated to admit it, he liked it. Finally he pulled away and Dave did something Kurt had never seen him do before-he blushed. "I'm so sorry Kurt, I just… I mean, I know you're dating Blaine and everything…"
"Hey it's fine." Kurt said, laughing. It was funny how easily Dave could change from a hulking bear to a sheepish teddy. "It kind of made up for the god awful first kiss you stole from me." Kurt winked and Dave got redder. "Come on, I'll get you some lunch."
Dave hugged Kurt again. "That would be great."
The two emerged from the bathroom, and Kurt looked at his phone, which he hadn't noticed was vibrating. There were seven texts from Blaine
Everything ok in there?
What in Barbara Streisand's closet are you doing?
You know, Nic's pretty cute. Maybe I should just go make out with him, seeing as my boyfriend doesn't care about me anymore :P
FINN TEXTED ME! ARE YOU SERIOUS ABOUT THIS?
Oh wait, I think he was joking. Crap I feel stupid.
Do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do…. That was supposed to be the Jeopardy theme thing… Probably didn't come through on text…
I'll shut up now.
Kurt and Dave had a good laugh on their way to Subway. While Dave was driving, Kurt texted back to each text.
Everything's fine. Just wiping the tears of my ex-bully. Karma's a real bitch.
Probably the sparkly high heels. You know those heels just get me all worked up *shivers*
Are you kidding? Nic's the one you'd go for if I left you? You must have extremely low standards my friend :P I'm never leaving you alone again. Sheesh.
Yes Blaine. I'd give up the man I lost my virginity to to a football player on the filthy bathroom floor of the 200's bathroom. We're halfway to Vegas bitch! #justhitchedonabthroomfloor
How long have you known Finn? 98% of what he says is boobs or sarcasm
Oh I thought you were just saying dodo over and over again. Pity. They're extinct you know? Kinda like our relationship ;)
Nah I like your worried texts. They give Dave and I a good laugh on our way to Vegas where we'll get hitched from a drug-addled priest and for good measure have rough condom-less sex on another dirty bathroom floor. Seriously though, we're going to Subway.
Blaine responded almost immediately. Glad I provided cheap comedy. Have fun with your metrosexual boyfriend ;D
Dave and Kurt talked and laughed like old friends while they drove to the Subway nearby. As they got out of the car, Dave stopped as he got out of his truck.
Kurt walked around the car to find him scrabbling to get back in the car. "What's wrong?" He asked.
Dave turned around, embarrassed. "Sorry. I just saw three of my guys from school smoking over there." He pointed to the end of the strip mall.
"And to think they get as many votes as I do." Kurt muttered. When Dave looked confused, Kurt shook his head and said, "It's a phrase my dad would say when he saw stupid people on the streets when he was running for office. Nevermind. Anyway, just ignore them and walk on. After all, if they hit first you can hit back."
Kurt strutted past the three boys who sniggered at his white fringy scarf, black v-neck, and white skinny jeans with black lace up combat boots. He shook his hips with more emphasis, to which the three boys howled with laughter and yelled incredibly rude insults. They looked to Dave, and either they were too stoned or didn't hear the news yet, but the let him barrel pass without any problems.
Kurt was in line when he walked in the sandwich store. "We'll need to work on your gay strut/walk. But it'll do for now." He smiled and punched him playfully on the arm.
After they ordered, Kurt sat down with his six inch veggie delight while Dave wolfed down his foot long meat lovers sub. While they ate there was a friendly silence between the two friends. As they swallowed their last bites, the last person Kurt wanted to see sauntered smugly in.
Sebastian Smythe, in complete Warblers garb, got in line. Kurt squealed a little and Dave wiped the last bit of sandwich off his mouth. "What is it?"
Kurt snarled a little bit. "Don't ask." He got out of the booth and strode over to said blackmailer. "What are you doing here Sebastian? The bar's two blocks down."
Sebastian rolled his eyes and smirked. "Ah, if it's not The Queen himself coming to deliver the news that Rachel Berry has dropped out of the competition."
Kurt snorted and crossed his arms. "Please, Rachel is too good for your doo-wops and hee-haws. In fact, I can get her on the phone right now to declare war.
He pulled out his phone and dialed Rachel's number. They had just gotten out of school. She answered almost immediately. "Rachel Berry speaking, future Broadway extraordinaire." She said in a singsong voice.
"Hi Rachel it's Sebastian," he said "Hope you've reconsidered my offer. I've still got those salacious pictures of your boyfriend, and let me tell you he's been all the rage at Dalton."
Her voiced became low and almost guttural, primal even. "Listen Smythe, Finn doesn't give a damn about your petty little pranks. Here his now."
Rachel fumbled with her phone a bit, and then Finn was on the line as well. "Finn up bro!" he said.
Sebastian rolled his eyes and made a gagging gesture. "You just seem to make fun of yourself don't you Hummel? Look if your preppy little girlfriend doesn't forfeit in 28 hours your reputation as metrosexual jock gone questionably gay will be over."
Fin laughed derisively. "Post 'em. I don't care. You'll be the only one who looks at it anyway, you slimy little muskrat."
Rachel sighed on one end. "It's meerkat honey, not muskrat." She said like she was talking to a five year old (which truth be told, Kurt thought, wasn't a very far off analogy).
"Oh yeah… That." Finn replied sheepishly
Sebastian smiled. "Seriously, you guys don't even need me to make fun of you. Have a good day." He hung up and thrust the phone into Kurt's hands. Now if you'll excuse me, I need to purchase a few subs for our celebratory party over at Dalton. Now if you'll excuse me." He pushed Kurt out of the way when he saw Dave in the back of the shop. He laughed out loud. "Oh so you've got a new boyfriend, Hummel? At least I can get Blaine now."
Kurt was very confused. "What are you talking about?"
Dave had gotten up and was now standing by Kurt. "It's nothing. I just met him at Scandal a couple of times." He sneered.
Kurt had a light bulb moment then. "Oh you think he's my boyfriend! No no no, he's just a friend."
A look of pain shot across Dave's face, which Kurt didn't see, but Sebastian did. "Aww somebody's got a case of puppy love. Cute." He sneered and continued in line.
Dave looked ready to respond but Kurt pulled him away. "Come on Dave. He's not worth it." He pulled him out of the shop and together the two got in the car.
Dave stared hard out the front window. Kurt looked worriedly at his friend. "Everything OK?" He asked.
Dave sighed and fell back in his seat. "It's nothing. Please don't bring him up again."
Kurt looked at Dave, searching for an answer. He followed through though and the two pulled out of the parking lot in silence.
"You going to school or home?" Dave asked as he pulled onto the highway.
"Oh uh… School. Blaine and I were going out tonight." He added, and realized too late that he had said too much. "Sorry." He added pathetically.
"Nah it's alright. I'm the one that pushed you to him after all. I don't know why I'm such a bitch about it." He said as he stared straight ahead, never looking at Kurt while he said it. "Your anniversary is coming up isn't it?" He asked.
"Yeah in a month." Kurt responded, not wanting to elaborate and hurt Dave's feelings.
"Awesome. Good for you." Dave said, and smiled.
The two chatted aimlessly while they drove the short ride back to the school, where many kids were still coming out of the high school. Dave pulled up, and when Kurt got out, he saw Dave looking longingly at his former school.
"You miss it don't you?" Kurt asked softly and walked over to the driver's side of the truck.
"Kind of. But it's senior year there'd be no point in coming back for a few months." Dave said, still staring at the large double doors where people were coming out in twos or threes. "Nothing's changed here. I was kind of hoping it'd be different, but it really isn't."
Kurt followed his gaze to the doors, where Blaine was just emerging from. "There aren't as many bullies." Kurt said. When this earned a sharp look from Dave, Kurt smiled. "I'm just kidding." He waved back to Blaine, who was waving to him.
"You two have fun tonight, and Dave revved the engine, but Kurt yelled for him to stop.
"Why don't you come with us tonight? We're just going to the mall and then to a little pizza place." Kurt invited.
"What about our fabulous date tonight?" Blaine asked, swooping his boyfriend in for a kiss. Kurt smiled and kissed back, forgetting that Dave was there.
Kurt pulled away, smiling at Blaine. Blaine still wrapped his arm around Kurt's waist. "I was just inviting Dave to come with us tonight." Kurt said. "I'm not sure if you two have met on formal terms yet, but Blaine, this is Dave. Dave this is Blaine.
Dave smiled to Blaine and Kurt. "Sorry for all the things I did to you and Kurt." He said, and extended a hand to Blaine.
Blaine returned the smile and shook the hand. "No hard feelings right?"
"I hope not." Dave replied. He looked down into his lap. "You take care of Kurt. He's a special guy." Suddenly he looked back up and pulled away from the space.
"Wait!" Kurt yelled. "Will I see you tonight?"
Dave was still smiling. "Maybe." He said, and pulled away.
Kurt returned to Blaine, and the two walked together to Blaine's Camry. Blaine unlocked it, and together the two left for Kurt's house.
"Well that was fun." Kurt said happily, tucking his feet underneath him and pulling out his phone to play Angry Birds.
Blaine took Kurt's hand as he drove. "Yeah it was. It's good to see him do a complete one-eighty."
Kurt looked up from his game. "Thanks for being OK with this. You know, with him still liking me and all."
Blaine smiled distantly. "Of course. As long as you promise not to screw him in the bathroom again." The two laughed as they drove to Kurt's house.
When they got there, Finn was sitting on the front doorstep, looking distressed. Blaine and Kurt got out when they parked and they walked over to Kurt's step-brother. "What did Sebastian do?" Kurt asked, already dreading the answer.
Finn held up his phone. "He's already posted it! That lying, scheming, sleazy bastard!" Finn yelled.
"Kurt said that you said you were OK with it though." Blaine said.
"How many hits does it have?"
"He posted it seventeen minutes ago, and it already has fifty-five views." Finn said, thumbing through Google Images.
Blaine and Kurt both looked and Blaine wrinkled his brow. "Nah it's obviously Photoshopped. I doubt you're that small." He said, and when Kurt and Finn both gaped at him, aghast, Blaine said "Kidding."
"Dude, not funny." Finn said and bit his lip. "Really though, I'm at least a seven-"
Kurt stood up abruptly. "And with that we go inside." He ushered his step-brother and boyfriend inside, where his dad was in the kitchen reading a book while his step-mom was running around cleaning.
He looked up from his book Hubcaps to Handicaps-A Complete Manual on How to Fix Every Car in the Universe. "Hey boys. How was school today?"
Kurt threw his satchel over his chair and sat down in it. "Awesome for once. Dave came-"
Burt Hummel looked up from his book sharply. "You mean that boy who bullied you for three years?"
Kurt rolled his eyes as Finn and Blaine sat down. "If you want to put it that way, then yes, Dad, that's exactly who I was talking to. But seriously, he's changed a lot."
Burt looked uncertainly at his son and finally turned to Blaine. "Do you know anything about this?"
Blaine shrugged. "I mean, I saw him leave the school, and he shook my hand and everything. He seemed fine to me, especially someone that tormented Kurt so badly."
"He was outted at school, Dad. That's why he was here. So that he could talk to me." Kurt added.
Burt chuckled. And the bullier comes back to the bullied. It's funny how the world works like that."
"How'd he handle it?" Carole asked as she dusted the china cabinet.
Kurt looked down, wondering if he should share Dave's personal information. He came to me and told me, of all people, Kurt thought and besides, it's just my family and my boyfriend.
So he told the other four people everything, starting with meeting him in the bathroom and ending with seeing Sebastian at Subway. He left out the bit about them kissing again, of course.
The room was silent, and even Carole had stopped dusting her cabinet. She broke the silence when she asked "So you skipped school today, young man?"
The four men laughed as they talked. Finn never brought up the photo; he'd already told the two parents about it, so they knew it was going to be posted anyway. After a snack, Kurt and Blaine excused themselves to Kurt's basement room while Finn ran upstairs to his. Carole sat down with her husband at the table.
"Do you think it's wise to let those two boys have an entire floor to their selves…? Alone?"
Burt, who had returned to his book, laughed and said "How many times did you let Finn run upstairs with Rachel?"
Carole smiled and said "A lot."
In fact, Blaine and Kurt were doing nothing out of the ordinary. They had made out for a little while and were now laying next to each other in boxers and undershirts. Blaine wrapped an arm around Kurt and had settled his head in Kurt's shoulder. They were watching Chicagofor the hundredth time while they snuggled closely.
"We haven't done this for a while, have we?" Blaine asked behind Kurt.
"Not for awhile, no." Kurt replied. He had missed the days when they would watch a musical with Blaine and then do… Other things. But because of senior stuff for Kurt and Blaine's eye getting cut, they rarely had time except for quick little dates on the side.
An opening door and thudding down the stairs told them that Finn was coming downstairs. "Kurt, Karofsky is on the-" he said as he walked in the room. "Woah. Umm, yeah Karofsky's on the phone. Just thought I should tell ya. Didn't mean to interrupt." He said awkwardly and walked out of the room.
Kurt got a sinking feeling in his stomach, paused Chicagoand reached for the phone that Finn gave him. "David?" he asked nervously.
He wasn't crying, but he sounded hurt. "It's all over Facebook now. Check your phone."
Kurt picked up his phone, touched the Facebook app, and went to Dave's Facebook wall. There were about thirty posts on it, all of them being extremely rude remarks about Karofsky being gay. "Th-that's awful, Dave."
"I want to come back to McKinley, Kurt." Dave said on the other end. There was the sound of a laptop clicking shut as Dave shut it.
Kurt chewed his tongue, thinking. "There's just no spots open… We're already one hundred and fifty over our maximum-the hallways are full to bursting."
"Could someone maybe… Leave?" Dave asked.
Kurt gasped "Dave! We are not going to kill anybody at school."
On the other end, Kurt heard laughing. "No Kurt… Like…. I don't know get rid of someone somehow."
"I've got an idea." Blaine said next to Kurt. "Give me the phone." Kurt handed the phone to Blaine, who asked. "Hey Dave? How does bribery sound?"
"What do you mean?"
"Well…" Blaine said "We've got a friend named Sugar…. She's filthy rich."
A/N-Please read and Review! :D