Chapter 2: Karaoke

The next day was terrible. A few people dropped by, but in the end they didn't buy anything. To cheer himself up, he decided to go to a karaoke bar. It wasn't really the best idea, since he always ended up drunk as when he was there, but he thought it was. He's not that "think outside the box" person. That's what his friends always said. Said. When he got homeless, he had only a few friends left, countable on one hand. Which is sad, because he thought all his friends cared about him and would help him in difficult situations… Clearly not.

One of his few friends (the left ones) was Sam Evans, who's the runner of the karaoke bar. When Kurt walked into the bar, Sam immediately saw him. 'Hey Kurt, you're back! Does this mean you had a bad day, you know, at work?' 'Yeah. I think people don't trust me, which isn't that weird. I mean, I sell products along the road. You must be crazy to think I do things fair…' Sam laughed. 'Kurt, I would do anything to help you, but I don't know how. I'll try to think up some ideas.' 'Thanks Sam. Could you please give me a beer so I could start to pour myself full with alcohol?' Sam laughed again, filled a glass with beer and gave it to Kurt. 'Here you are. Don't go too far tonight, please. I don't want to bring ya home like the last time.' Kurt shook his head. 'I won't, I promise.' 'OK, have a great night then!' said Sam and started to help another customer. Kurt walked with his beer in his hand towards the place where people were singing karaoke songs. At the moment were a boy and a girl, both around 17 years old, singing, and it really sounded like shit. Also, he hated to see happy couples like them.

A few years ago, when he still was in high school, he found out he was gay. He told his best friend, Santana (who's now not his friend anymore, she belongs to the people who broke contact with him) as first. She wasn't shocked and reacted friendly and one day later she came out of the closet too. They told their other friends together and they were okay by it, but as soon as the whole school knew, they started to get bullied. They pretended like they didn't mind and ignored the bullies as much as possible. Kurt even started to date the only openly gay kid at school, Adam. They were really in love and had the best days, but as soon as the bullying got worse for Kurt and Santana (the bullies waited them up at school or in front of their homes) they moved from Ohio to New York, and because of the long distance Kurt had had to break up with Adam. Since then, he's never had a boyfriend and even never been really happy.

Kurt watched how the couple's friends applauded and how the couple hugged and kissed each other. They clearly were having the time of their life. Maybe he had to find a new love too. Maybe. But not yet, now it was his turn to show everybody what he's got by singing!

'It's my turn now.' Kurt pushed a few people out of the way before he could get a microphone. He picked out a random Lady Gaga song and started to sing. Well… sing? He laughed frequently and didn't even try to sing it like a pro. What was the matter with him? Usually he tried so hard to make people jealous, but now…? No. It couldn't be because he was drunk, because he hadn't even drunk his glass of beer empty. The most people were enjoying his "singing" so at least he should finish the song, he thought. A few drunk guys didn't like his singing though and looked very mad. One of them grabbed his glass with beer and walked to Kurt. 'Knock it off.' he said, but Kurt happily sang further and kept laughing. 'Shut up!' Kurt ignored the guy again. "Let nothing or nobody stop you when you're doing the right thing." had his mother always said. She died when he was really young and he really missed her. But nothing could stop him. 'I said shut up, listen to me Lady GayGay!' The guy threw his beer over Kurt. Kurt stove, didn't make a move. He waited a few seconds, let the beer drip off him and then he said, softly: 'It's Lady Gaga.' The guy didn't hear it and laughed together with his friends. Sam walked to the guys and sent them out of the bar. 'Thank you, Sam.' Kurt said as Sam brought a towel for him. He had the urge to cry, but he didn't want Sam to see it. 'No problem. Can I give you some advice?' Kurt nodded. 'Don't come here anymore. At least not for a long time. It ALWAYS ends up like this, aka terrible. I know work's not always easy, but I'm trying to think up something to make you get more customers.' 'Thanks Sam. I get it. Text me later? I have to go now. Bye!' Sam nodded. 'Bye!'

As soon as Kurt walked out of the karaoke bar he felt tears flowing. Why does stuff like this always have to happen to him? Has he done something wrong? No. Except from the stealing part. There are and will always be people who hate him, so he had to except that. Even flawless people like Adam Lambert, Lady Gaga and Louis Vuitton have haters. What do they about it? Nothing. They ignore them. It really helps to not pay attention to haters, so he, Kurt Elisabeth Hummel, should try to do that too. But it won't be easy.

When he came home, things went better. He took a shower, watch the movie "Moulin Rouge" for the 100th time and afterwards he tried to make a milkshake when his phone was buzzing. He got a text message. From Adam. He didn't get one from him in ages. He was curious so he opened the message. "Um Hi Kurt. How are you?" Kurt was overwhelmed. Adam still cared about him! Kurt replied fast. "I'm fine. How are you?" Kurt wasn't really fine. He had troubles. Why does he keep that as a secret for everybody?! He knew he could trust Adam. "I'm actually really good! I got promotion at work and… uhm… I have to tell you something…" It was great to see Adam happy. Or would he lie too? No, he won't do that. "Tell me babe." Damn it! Did he really say "babe" to Adam? Why Kurt, why? Nitwit. "Well… I've got… I've got a new boyfriend." Kurt's heart stopped. After all this time Kurt couldn't imagine Adam with another bf. He thought he still liked him, like he still liked Adam. He hasn't been so disappointed as in a really long time. "Kurt, are you okay? Shouldn't I've said this?" Adam still was cute, thought Kurt and sighed. "It's good you told me. Now I know I have to get over you. Since I've met you I haven't thought about other boys, haven't crushed on other boys, haven't even dreamed about other boys but you. I should forget about you, I'm sorry but the only way is to delete your number. And you should delete mine too. It's time to get into a new phase of life. Without you." Kurt looked at his message. It was kind of hard, wasn't it? Eventually he pressed the "send" button. He didn't get a reply in a long time, so he decided to go further with making his milkshake. Just when he poured the milkshake into a glass, he got a reply. "Sorry for the late reply. I kinda had to cry, but I agree. I know our relationship's never gonna work out. Sooner or later there'll be another boy on your path who makes you feel a way happier than I do." Adam cried. Adam cried about him. What the hell was he doing? And why was he talking about "our relationship"? "Our relationship? I haven't seen any kind of relationship between us since we broke up because you've ignored 90 per cent of all my messages. How long have you actually been with your mysterious boy?" Kurt knew he was being hard again, but he didn't mind anymore. That boy was going insane. "A year after we broke up…" No way! Kurt couldn't believe it. Adam's been with the boy for several years? Asshole. "Alright, fuck you Adam, it's over. I don't wanna talk with you again, I don't wanna see you again, whatever it was (what you've called "our relationship"), it's OVER! FOREVER! Bye Adam, have a wonderful life with your oh-so-fabulous boy. Love, Kurt." Kurt even had to laugh by sending this text. It was so mean, but so true, so very funny. Probably Adam didn't know how to reply, because 1 hour later he still hadn't texted back, so Kurt officially deleted his number. He sighed in relief and put his empty glass of milkshake in the dishwasher. This made him feel good. He finally got over Adam. Before he headed to his bed, he decided to jog a lil' while outside to clear his mind. When he got back, he finally felt like a happy person. Like life's gonna come up with something great soon.