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Chapter Two:
Kurt did come to a stop eventually despite his claims that he would keep going. He had to, otherwise he was sure he was going to crash the car into something. He couldn't see a thing through the tears that repeatedly filled his eyes no matter how much he wiped at them and it was getting harder to breath with his nose blocked up.
So he came to a stop in a random street on the edge of the road and pulled out some tissues from his jeans pocket. They were old and crumpled together but they were still clean enough to use. He blew his nose and wiped his eyes on the back of his hand again, sniffing and taking deep gulps of fresh air. His lungs were burning like he had been holding his breath and his throat still felt almost completely dry and stiff. Kurt had no water in his car and he desperately wanted to get a drink but he still did not want to go home just yet. Not until he had composed himself. If Finn or Burt saw him like this then he wasn't sure he could stop himself from bursting into more tears and telling them what happened. And then Kurt wasn't sure what would happen. He also did not actually want to know.
Leaning back in his chair, Kurt sniffed and blinked fiercely while rubbing at his nose with the tissues. He caught sight of himself in the mirror and quickly reached up to push it away so he could no longer see his reflection. His nose was steadily growing red from furious rubbing and his eyes were slowly turning a soft pink colour where his own hands kept scratching away the constant tears.
Every time he began to calm down, fresh tears sprang to his eyes and he imagined the way Sebastian practically sneered at him when he saw Kurt watching! Almost as if he was showing off. It made Kurt feel physically sick. Then he wanted to be sick for real, just so he could get all the horrible feeling from his stomach up and out of his body. But when he pushed the car door open and stuck his head out, gagging, it just made him feel even worse. Only a small bit of food actually found its way out of his body. The rest seemed to get stuck in his throat and made him heave weakly with even more difficulty breathing. Rain fell down and caught his already sweaty head just as he pulled back in and slammed the door loudly.
Being sick had not gotten rid of the awful feeling twisting its way through Kurt's gut. If anything it just made things worse because now his throat was burning like crazy and he had a awful taste of half digested food in his mouth making him all the more thirsty. Almost every part of his body was shaking with goose bumps and his heart was slamming hard against his chest like a fist.
The rain was hitting the car hard now. When every drop hit the metal it sounded like a baseball hitting metal rather than water. So when the rain all fell together so fast it sounded like a ring of thunder pounding down above Kurt's head repeatedly and never stopping. The glass looked almost as depressed as Kurt was feeling with rain drops slivering down like beads of tears from the sky. It was hard to see through the window in front of him and the rain was coming down so hard it was impossible to hear anything that was happening outside of his car either.
It was almost like Kurt was trapped and alone in the car with no world out of the car. There was no one else and he was completely alone. Half of Kurt prefered to be completely alone rather than with the whole world staring at him, laughing at him, making fun of him. He was sick of bullies but he had been able to handle it easy because he always had Blaine by his side to help him. Blaine, to tell him that he knew what he was going through and that he would protect him until the end.
Not anymore. Now he was lost and alone yet he still felt there were people there laughing at him.
Kurt sniffed again and stared down at his hands, clenched into tight and painful fists where his nails began to dig into the palms of his hands. He held it there for a long moment until he could stop himself crying long enough to breath properly. When he finally released them and stared down at his pale skin he saw small red half rings indented into the skin of his shinning palms.
Lifting his head and letting his hands collapse down beside of him, Kurt stared at out the window at the rain. Kurt was shivering without the use of his jacket and he knew he would have goose bumps darting up and down his arm soon. Maybe even a cold if he wasn't careful. Kurt needed his jacket, or any jacket for that matter. He paused and wondered if Blaine would get it for him... Or if Sebastian would burn it like the devil he was. Kurt tried to care. He tried to force himself to be upset or angry about loosing his jacket but every time he started to feel any emotion it was centered around Blaine and Sebastian. They weren't even kissing, the fact that they were near one another was enough to make Kurt clench his fists again and cut into his palms slightly more.
Swallowing and ignoring the disgusting taste that was beginning to stick to his dry gums, Kurt reached up and held the steering wheel just to give his hands something to do instead of cutting his palms with fists. He could no longer feel his heart beating slowly but his chest was still aching like someone had punched him. That was what it felt like. Like Sebastian had walked up to him and punched him in the chest while laughing about it. And Blaine had just stood there and watched it happen with wide eyes and a mouth hanging open like a goldfish, letting it all happen without a fight.
Kurt wished Blaine was with him now. He wanted him to hold him and tell him how it had all been a mistake. But he saw the way Blaine had been holding his shoulders, the way he had not immediately pushed him off when he had pulled back from the kiss. Sebastian had wanted Blaine from day one. Kurt had tried to tell him that but he refused to listen. He claimed Sebastian and him would just be friends and that he loved Kurt and that Sebastian was just a harmless Warbler friend from Dalton that looked up to him. What a joke...
Being alone was better than being with Blaine anyway. He was sick of having to constantly have Sebastian tag along with Blaine and him when they went places. They went to parks and clubs and breadsticks and other resturants and somehow Sebastian always wormed his way into coming despite the fact that it was clearly supposed to be date! He always took all of Blaine's attention and ignored Kurt like it was a date between them two. Kurt always found himself more miserable by the end of the date and was tempted to make sarcastic comments when Blaine took him home. The only thing that ever made it worth it was when Sebastian had to sit back and watch Blaine give Kurt a kiss goodnight because he had believed that he would never give Sebastian a kiss (looks like he was wrong there...). But even then Sebastian made comments about the two of them while standing there. And he was sick of Sebastian openly flirting with Blaine while Blaine did nothing but grin and nod his head along. Kurt had warned Blaine but Blaine had not wanted to hear it. Blaine had just been happy to have another friend that was gay and a Dalton Warbler.
Blaine probably liked being with Sebastian more than Kurt anyway. That was why they had ended up the way they did. Who could blame him? Sebastian was good looking. He wasn't like Kurt. People said Kurt was cute but he wasn't like Sebastian. Hot and handsome. Sebastian was smart too and he liked sports and other masculine things breaking all the stereotypes. Kurt tried to like them when he wanted to impress his dad or wanted to relate to Blaine or Finn but they just bored him so much! He hated watching people that dressed like idiots do sports because that was all he could focus on! Their clothes or the way they danced when they celebrated. A few times he could ignore these annoying features but only if the person playing the sports was attractive and even then he was blinded when they done strange thrusts to celebrate some sort of goal. Kurt never understood football, even when he was on the team because all he had to do was kick a ball.
Who could blame Blaine for liking Sebastian. Kurt didn't like him but he wasn't going to lie. He didn't like Sebastian because he liked Blaine more and Sebastian was always flirting with Blaine and being horrible to him. But there was no denying that Sebastian was one of those dream boys everyone crushed on. No wonder Blaine wanted him more than he wanted Kurt.
A sob broke through. Kurt hadn't even been expecting that one. He leaned back in his chair and rocked forward again. Leaning over his knees he burried his face in his hands and sobbed. Then he pulled back and threw his head against head cushion of his seat in anger and kicked the floor just in front of the pedals. His head was swore and he twisted his ankle but he didn't care.
It took him longer than he expected to calm down. He sat crying and shaking. But eventually he was able to curl into a ball and stare out the side window miserably with only a few tears occasionally slipping down his cheeks.
And all of a sudden Kurt had another sickly feeling like he didn't want to be alone. He did at first because he felt so ashamed but now he wanted to have someone there with him again. But there was no one he could really go to. He couldn't go to Blaine for obvious reasons and he wanted to avoid Finn, Burt and Carole while he was still so miserable. Most of the Glee club was out because Kurt couldn't talk to them about things like this. Or if they did then he wouldn't feel comfortable telling them. But he needed to talk to someone!
Barely thinking about it, Kurt put the car in drive once more and forced the windshield wipers to push the rain off from the glass and give him chance to see what was around of him. It was still so hard to see but he couldn't sit around in the car for much longer.
Then he was moving down the street, much slower than before.
*G*L*E*E*
Blaine had started to run when the rain started to really fall down on him. He ducked his head and shielded the jacket from the rain until he reached the cover of a lime green bus stop. He leaned against the glass side and let his eyes slide shut for a moment while he got his breath back. He stood there gasping and shivering under his own drenched clothing. Every piece of material clung to his body like some sort of sticky paper and his white long sleeved top was becoming slowly see through. His black and pink stripped bow tie had completely drooped down and his ankle jeans were heavier than ever. The worst part was that he was freezing and wanted nothing more to wrap up warm. Still he kept Kurt's jacket safe. Like it was important that Kurt had something to wrap up in when he explained to him what happened. He wanted Kurt to be warm even if he wasn't.
Blaine stepped out towards the rain again. He panted and got his breath back quite quickly but he still paused before running out. The rain had to lighten off sometime but Blaine could not wait around until then. He had to get to Kurt's house and find him and explain what happened as soon as possible. He was not going to be stupid and assume this could wait until they saw each other in class tomorrow like everyone always did. This had to be sorted out now!
Pushing on, Blaine ducked his head and ignored the drops that escaped down the back of his neck. His teeth chattered and so he tried to move as fast as he could down the road, barely looking for cars when he crossed and only paying slight attention to the people as he passed them on the street in case it was Kurt. Blaine managed to do a sort of jump over the larger puddles but after a while he stopped trying to avoid them because his shoes were filled with water anyway and his socks were already drenched through to his toes. He hated the feeling of water in his shoes but he refused to give up.
The walk to Kurt's home took much longer than it should have. The rain slowed him down and Blaine was tempted to turn back when a car pulled passed and splashed him completely from his knees downwards. He knew he would get a cold or even the flue but he didn't want to leave it. Even Kurt's coat was getting cold and wet but that just pushed him on and he still refused to stand up straight and give the jacket up to the rain.
A car appeared beside of him silently. Blaine only noticed when he realized the car was slowly moving along beside of him, then he glanced out from the corner of his eye slowly. He recognised the make and the owner of the car immediately and held his head up while his shoulders were still hunched over, glaring at the path ahead. The last thing he needed was to get friendly with him while on his way to tell Kurt that nothing had happened between the two of them.
"Blaine, get in the car." Sebastian called as he opened the window and stuck his head halfway out.
"I'm busy." Blaine grunted and knew that he probably did not hear him properly over the rain but he did not care. He felt his lips shivering as he spoke but he just pressed them tightly together and continued to force his feet to move.
"You're getting wet." Sebasian sighed and shouted over the rain. "Come on, get in and I'll drop you off home."
"I'm not going home!" Blaine snapped. He did not look at Sebastian nor did he slow down while he spoke. "I'm looking for Kurt!"
"You can find him tomorrow." Sebastian said, cocking his head to the side. "Come on, Blaine. Just get in. We can talk properly. And it is raining and you are wet and you're gonna get seriously sick if you don't get somewhere dry soon."
"Sebastian..." Blaine began slowly. "I don't want to talk to you! I want to find Kurt and tell him that what he saw was not what he thought he saw!" Blaine snapped finally coming to a stop and turning to glare at Sebastian.
Sebastian hesitated a moment and stalled his car so Blaine had the chance to walk off slightly ahead of him. Then he quickly moved forward with the car and came to a stop beside Blaine once again, leaning right out of his window this time.
"Come on, Blaine." Sebastian shouted. "Find him tomorrow."
"Just leave it, Sebastian!" Blaine snapped.
Sebastian watched him go again. He once again debated on quickly driving after him and trying to reason with him to get into the car. But he knew it was pointless. Blaine was pretty upset and he cared for Kurt deeply. Sebastian would much rather catch him quickly, get him while Kurt was too upset to fight back, but there was no point grabbing him if he honestly did not want to be caught. That would just turn him against Sebastian and ruin his plans for the future.
So instead he gave another weak sigh, shaking his head, and watched Blaine disapear down the street and around of the corner. Then he turned and headed for his own home in silence with the window still rolled down slightly. It gave him a nice breeze of cold fesh air every now and then.
Sebastian was not worried. He had a feeling that Kurt and Blaine's romance was slowly coming to an end. And when the time was right, Blaine would be ready to go with someone a little more suitable than Kurt Hummel the girl wannabee.
*G*L*E*E*
Kurt stopped outside of the house. He kept his head down so his face was hidden in shadows and remained silent for a few more moments. He was half considering changing his mind and running back to his home to hide away in his room, playing music from the classical broadways on his stereo and blocking it all out from his head.
He looked up and stared at the door of the house. Kurt stared at the door in pure silence, taking it all in, and then looked ahead again at the rain falls on the window. Fresh tears came to his eyes but he quickly wiped them away. His eyes were bright red now, like his nose, and stinging painfully when he touched them.
Finally he knew he could not hide away for any longer. It was growing late and soon Burt would be calling him to wonder where he was. For a moment Kurt wondered where he had put his phone, he began to search his trouser pocket and the compartments in the car but he could not find it. Leaning back Kurt wondered if he left it at home or in the music room when he walked in on...
Any thoughts of his phone were washed away from his mind when he remembered what it was exactly he walked in on. Taking a deep breath in, Kurt squeezed his eyes shut before he turned and stared at the door again.
Taking a very shaky breath inwards and ignoring the painful feeling of his dry throat, Kurt opened the door and climbed out of the car into the rain. He was pelted with water and soaked before he even had time to slam his car door shut. His hair fell down and stuck to his forehead and neck uncomfortably and he wrapped his arms around of himself as he ran over to the house.
Standing up in front of the door he rose a fist and beat on the wooden surface. The force hurt his knuckles and he winced, pulling away slightly like he didn't expect his hand to be so cold and for it to hurt. Then he wrapped his arms back around of himself once more. Kurt tucked his sore hand under his arm in an attempt to keep it warm and ducked his head down, water dropping from his hair onto his face.
Then the door opens and Kurt stares ahead at her with wounded eyes.
"Kurt? Why are you dressed like that in the rain? Don't you have a coat or something? Why are you out there in the rain in the first place?"
"... I..." Kurt sniffed and the next words came out as a sob. "I just really needed a friend."
Then he found himself in Mercedes warm hug as he broke down into more sobs on her shoulder.
To Be Continued...
Next Chapter: Finn finds out.
