When Kurt woke up, he wondered if the other day had just been some terrible dream, but soon reality kicked in. His stomach turned at the thought of going to school and facing Karofsky. He couldn't say he's sick because his father would know he's faking. So Kurt reluctantly got out of bed and got dressed in his favorite dark blue skinny jeans and a gray sweater. He avoided his dad the whole morning, so he wouldn't get asked questions about yesterday. He put on a black and white scarf and headed out the door.

It didn't take long for Kurt to get to school, and he needed the walk to build up confidence to be able to make it through school. He walked through the doors and straight to his locker, avoiding eye contact with anyone. He was about to open in when he felt a hand on his shoulder.

Here we go, brace yourself. Kurt thought to himself as he braced himself to be pushed into the row of lockers next to his.

Instead he was gently turned around by Finn.

"Hey dude. Are you alright, cause you look kinda gray." Finn asked Kurt while he dropped his hand to his side.

"I'm fine, Finn. Just didn't get enough sleep." Kurt answered slowly.

"Okay…well just making sure." Finn said looking down at his feet.

"Thanks for your concern, see you at practice." Kurt said turning back to his locker.

"Yeah…bye." Finn said slowly walking off.

Kurt opened his looker and looked at Blaine starring down at him. The picture was so beautiful, just like Blaine. While starring at Blaine, Kurt felt another hand on his shoulder.

"Did you forget something, Finn?" Kurt asked, turning around.

"It isn't your boyfriend Finn." Karofsky spat in Kurt's face.

Kurt looked at Dave and was terrified at what he saw. Karofsky's eyes were filled with anger, and he had a crazed look upon his face. Kurt froze and didn't know what to do.

"Did you tell anyone that... you kissed me?" Dave whispered. Even though it was just a whisper, it was filled with hate and rage.

"You kissed me, and no, I know how hard this is for you, so I didn't tell anyone." Kurt told Karofsky. Dave looked relived, but only for second, before anger distorted his face again.

"Good. Cause if you do tell anyone, I'm going to kill you." Karofsky told Kurt with black in his eyes, before walking off.

Kurt stood there, speechless and breathing heavily. He did not know what to do. For the first time in his life, Kurt was scared for his life.

The rest of the day went along in a haze. Kurt couldn't concentrate on anything except for Karofsky's words. Did he mean them? Even if he didn't, it still terrified Kurt. The way Dave looked at him, Karofsky looked like an animal. He'd never seen anyone like that in his life. Kurt had never been so scared in his life. He had no appetite and his hands were shaking the whole day.

"Kurt? Kurt!" Someone yelled at him. He looked up and saw the whole glee club looking at him. Mr. Shue was the one who called him. Kurt didn't even remember how he got into practice. He could barely remember the day.

"Sorry Mr. Shue. I was just daydreaming." Kurt said unconvincingly.

"It's okay, Kurt, I just need everyone to pay attention if we hope to win Sectionals." Mr. Shue said in an enthusiastic voice.

The rest of practice went on with Finn, Mercedes, and Sam giving Kurt concerned looks. Kurt tried his best to smile at them, but it was useless. Finally, practice ended, and Kurt rushed out of the choir room, ignoring people calling his name. He felt like he was going to break down, so he rushed to the boy's room.

The bathroom looked empty, so he placed both hands on the side of a sink and let tears fall silently.

"Hey, Faggot. Girl's bathroom is down the hall." Someone said behind Kurt. It was Karofsky and a few other guys from the football team. Kurt looked around for a way out, but they had him cornered.

"Hey guys, I got this. I need to teach this Homo a lesson." Dave said. The other's smirked at Kurt and left.

It was just Karofsky and Kurt in the bathroom. Kurt looked around, wide-eyed, for a way out. Dave walked up to Kurt, who was pushed up against a corner of the bathroom. Dave was so close, that Kurt could feel him breathing on his face.

"You drive me crazy with your little outfits, Kurt. Mmm so fucking sexy." Karofsky breathed in Kurt's face. Kurt looked up into Dave's eyes and saw pure lust.

"Please…please don't." Kurt whispered.

And with that, Dave grabbed Kurt's petite face between his massive hands. He yanked Kurt's face up to his and kissed him. Kurt pounded on Karofsky's chest with his fist, but it was no use. Kurt was just not even a faction as strong as Dave. The kiss seemed to last for forever. It was wet, hard and full of lust, not love. Karofsky's chapped lips felt completely wrong on Kurt's soft, moisturized ones.

Kurt tried everything to get the Neanderthal off of him. He tried kicking, punching and screaming and none did the trick. Tears were flowing freely down Kurt's face onto the floor. Finally, the kiss ended. Kurt looked at the floor, because he couldn't look at that monster's face. He noticed a slight budge in Dave's pants. Kurt looked away in horror.

"You wanna touch it don't you? Go ahead, touch it." Karofsky tried to whisper seductively in Kurt's ear.

"Please just let me go!" Kurt begged, sobbing. He yanked himself out of Dave's grasp, ducked under his arm and ran to the door. He ran out of the bathroom without a second look at Karofsky.

Kurt ran and ran until he thought his lungs were going to give out. He ran all the way to his house, ran in and slammed the door shut. Just then, his cell phone rang. He saw who it was and immediately answered.

"Blaine!" Kurt sobbed.

"Kurt? What is it?" Blaine asked with a voice riddled with concern. All Kurt could do was sob.

"I'm on my way." Blaine said and hung up. Kurt leaned against the front door and slid down it crying. He wrapped his arms around his legs and brought them close to his chest. He started rocking back and forth sobbing, and waiting for Blaine's comfort.