Hi, sorry the last was sooooo short, this is almost double the length but I know that's still not long. But bear with because I'm new to this. To those of you followed thank you sooo much. Please let me know if this one is better or worse, and if you like it. I'm on holiday now so I'll update again tomorrow at the latest. Enjoy. Italics=inner thought
P.s: I don't own glee, only in my dreams.
Chapter 2Help
Kurt trembled in his seat for a moment, hiding behind his hands. Hoping beyond hope that he could get out of there before Karofsky realised he was here. I'm gonna die. He's going to see me. He's going to know that lied and that I'm not where I said I'd be and he'll see me and I'll never get to see Blaine again. Kurt felt something wet on his cheek and realised that he was crying. Great. Now I'm sobbing like some kind of child. Pull yourself together Hummel-you can't let the panic attacks start again, you can't strain dad's heart again. It was all your fault you can't be any more of a burden!
Kurt saw Karofsky turn his back and a glimmer of hope lit up inside of him, maybe I could get away. Just maybe, he calmed himself down and rose from the table. Only to be met by the hand of footballer resting on his Marc Jacobs shirt cuff "You and I are going for a little…walk" hissed the jock. He dragged a shell-shocked Kurt out of the Lima bean, to the back of the shop. Where no-one would look, or see. "What the fuck do you think you're doing lying to me Hummel?" Karofsky demanded. His voice oozing with contempt. He shoved Kurt up against the wall. "I thought we agreed that there'd be NO MORE SECRETS!" a fist to the face punctuating each syllable. "you promised me that if I didn't HURT you then there you would keep my little issue secret" Karofsky kneed him in the stomach causing kurt to double up in pain and then drooped his meaty fist from Kurt's neck leaving the teen to drop to the rubbish covered floor. He forced Kurt to look up at his tormenter. "You see this right know this is how it should be. With you at my knee's looking up at me like I'm a god. Seeing as you seem to have forgotten the rules I'm going to have to teach them to you again. So when you're a good boy you get treats" and Karofsky knelt down, shoved his tongue down Kurt's throat and held his arm behind his back. "But when you're a bad boy, you get punished" he pulled Kurt's arm straight and a silencing crack could be heard. Karofsky shoved his hand over Kurt's mouth to stop him from screaming. And remember if you ever tell anyone- He stood up and smirked. Twizzling a knife in fingers as he sauntered away.
Meanwhile
Blaine was so happy he was in the Lima bean, with quite possibly the most beautiful boy in the world. The most perfect boy in the world. Who yes probably wasn't gay. And even if he was would have a boyfriend because, well, he's amazing. And even if he was gay and single there's NO way he'd go out with the short prep boy from Westerville. But who knows maybe they could be friends at least. Right now none of that mattered anyway because that was in the future and all he really had to think about was that right now this boy was in the lima bean….with him! Blaine all but skipped out of the bathroom. Only to be met with an empty table. But Kurt's drink was still there, and his coat was still draped, carefully, over the back of his chair. The curly haired boy demanded his heart to slow down. Kurt was probably just outside taking a call from his Mom or someone.
The minutes ticked on, and Blaine was starting to get worried. He picked up both their coats and headed outside hoping to find Kurt. He couldn't see the trademark Quiff anywhere and was about to head home. Disappointed and dejected when he heard a voice from behind the café. Blaine rand to the corner but stopped short when he saw what was going on. He could just hear some Neanderthal whispering something about good behaviour when he forced his mouth onto Kurt's. Blaine could hardly contain himself as he saw the terror in the boy's eyes. The pain they screamed when his bones cracked. But it was the Jock walked away that Blaine couldn't stand and wait any longer. Because those beautiful Sapphire eyes were screaming or shouting. They were crying.
"Kurt, kurt are you ok" Oh nice going are you ok of course he's not ok you fucking retard.
"I mean um, who was that guy, do you know why he hurt you? Kurt?" Kurt dragged his eyes up to meet Blaine and blinked slowly, he hardly trusted voice, let alone his legs. He only just manage to choke out his message but Blaine heard like a shout, Blaine heard it in his heart.
"Help"
