Karofsky was sitting in his room with his door shut and locked. He looked down at the item in his hands as tears streamed down his face. It was all Hummel's fault that stupid faggot had to go and ruin his life. Even as he said this in his mind he knew it wasn't true. Dave looked down at the wedding topper he was holding, tomorrow was Valentine's Day and once again he would be without a date. Dave heard steps coming up the stairs and he quickly stashed away the wedding topper and whipped his eyes.

"Honey, You alright in there? You haven't talked to us all day." Mrs. Karofsky said as she pressed her palms to the wood of Dave's door and waited for a reply. Dave wanted to answer, he wanted to reassure his mother that everything was fine and his life wasn't a fucking disaster but he knew that if he tried to talk his mom would be able to tell he'd been crying so he kept his mouth shut. Mrs. Karofsky tried the doorknob before she finally gave up and went downstairs to join her husband in the living room.

"I don't know what's wrong with him, I mean he seemed fine and then he gets expelled for bullying. Honestly Paul I don't know what to think anymore." Dave could hear his mom talking downstairs and knew he shouldn't listen but he couldn't help it.

"He'll be fine it's probably just stress from school or sports. He's a big kid he'll figure it out." Paul turned up the volume on the TV and reclined in his lazy boy. Dave decided to skip dinner that night, like Hummel said he was fat enough already. His mom had once again knocked on his door but when he didn't answer she just told him that when he was hungry he could have some of the left overs in the fridge.

Dave waited until his parents had gone to bed then crept downstairs. He really was hungry, he opened up the fridge but as he reached for the chicken his mom had made the image of Kurt's disgusted face after the kiss flashed through his mind and he closed the refrigerator door a new onslaught of tears falling from his eyes. Dave walked back upstairs completed his nightly routine, locked his door and fell asleep with the cake topper in his hands and his stomach growling.


Dave woke up to the blaring of his alarm. He groaned and rubbed his tear stained face. Thankfully both of his parents had early jobs so they were already out of the house by the time he woke up, it may've been a pain when he couldn't drive but he found it was a blessing after he got his truck. Dave rubbed his side; he must've slept on it weird because he had this aching pain. He looked down at the bed and took in the sight of his only tangible link to Kurt broken in half. Dave's face remained emotionless as he stuffed he shattered cake topper into its shoe box and shoved it under his bed. Even now he couldn't bring himself to throw it away.

Dave drove to school, his customary glare taking residence on his face before he even pulled into the parking lot. God he hated Valentine's Day, he'd just gotten out of his car and he could already see four couples making out. He shoved his way through the halls as he made his way to first period, making an extra effort to slam into any couples he could see. His first period was French, which only reminded him of Kurt and sent him into a renewed fury. After class Azimio was waiting for him.

"Hey bro what's up? You looked pissed, did something happen? You know anyone hurts my boy they're going to have to deal with me." Azimio stated as he beat his chest with his fist menacingly, glaring at anyone that happened by.

"Nah man nothing happened, it's just this stupid day I mean it's fucking pointless."

"oh I see Davey want's a girlfriend! Well don't worry man I hear Santana's single, yeah Puck going after fucking Zizes now. I mean who in their right mind would give up Santana's fine rack, boy must be outta his mind." Dave was barely listening as his friend caught him up on the latest news; he could see that black chick Kurt always used to hand out with. Maybe if he walked by her he could hear what Kurt was up to. No, no he was not going to even think about Kurt today, I mean he was probably up at his stupid fucking prep school having gay orgies, with that cock sucker he told about the…locker room. Just his lock that stupid black chick was walking towards him. Dave acted like he was intently listening to Azimio when in fact he was seeing if he could glean anything about Kurt from his best friend.

"And Blaine really asked him out for Valentine's Day? That's so romantic!" Tina said.

"I know! Well really it's about time I mean Kurt's been crushing on him since they met." Mercedes said like it was inevitable. Now Dave wishes he really hadn't been listening to the black chick's conversation. God he felt sick.

"Hey Az I'm not feeling so well, I'll see you later though." Dave practically ran to the bathroom. When he got in there he went into a stall and sat down. He heard the bell ring but it didn't really register, his mind was on other things. Kurt had a date, it was real, solid, it was something Kurt wanted. Dave rested his head in his hands suddenly exhausted. Well what'd he expect, Hummel hated him, loathed him, he fucking transferred to get away from him. Dave's fist collided with the bathroom stall and he heard the clang echo throughout the empty bathroom, he'd never felt so alone in his whole life.


Dave walked by the choir room on his way to his car Puck was singing a Queen song. "Fat Bottom Girls," so Puck really was trying to get with Zizes. Huh maybe he actually had a chance with Hummel if Puck and Zizes got together. God why couldn't he stop thinking about Kurt, and consciously trying not to think about him only made it worse. Karofsky got into his pick-up and slammed the door. The entire way home all he could think about was Kurt smiling, laughing and kissing some perfect douchebag. As Karofsky pulled into his driveway he remembered what Finn had said to him after the championship game. Maybe if he apologized to Kurt he'd come back to McKinley. I mean Dalton couldn't be perfect and he'd have to miss homo explosion. No, Kurt would never believe he'd changed, well really he hasn't, he's still the same chubby, sweaty loser that Kurt ran away from. Dave shut his front door and went up to his room without even acknowledging his parents. His dad was watching some sports game with the volume turned up all the way.

"Fucking faggots get the ball back! Stupid fucks, that's what happens when you don't have a defense you fairies." His dad was ranting at the TV loud enough for the whole neighborhood to hear. Dave pulled his pillow over his ears and tried to ignore his dad's offensive ravings.

"GOD DAMN YOU FUCKING QUEERS! God well maybe if your coach didn't suck cock you could actually catch the ball!" That was it Dave couldn't take it anymore he grabbed his keys and headed out to his car. He was going to Dalton to show Kurt that he could change he didn't want to be his father. He'd do anything, he'd fucking beg if Kurt made him just as long as he came back to McKinley.


Ok does anyone think Dave is too out of character for this chapter?