Part II
"Finn, take that out of my face!" he shrieked as he ducked hiding his head between his arms. "What the heck is wrong with you?"
"Kurt, dude, is that you?" the tall teen said, doing as he was asked and lowering the gun, but not letting it go. "Is that really you?"
"Who else could I be, Finn?" Kurt asked, standing up. "What happened here, where is my father? Where is everyone?"
"I have no idea. When I came home it was like this, so I stayed here and waited for someone to come back"
"And when did you get home exactly?" Kurt asked, feeling the start of a headache.
"Uh, at some point Saturday morning. I was at that party with the team" he said, shrugging.
"So you are going to tell me that you stayed all weekend here alone?"
"I met with Puck this morning at the store. It seems his family disappeared too and he was stocking on food"
"More like ransacking I'd suppose"
"Not like I wouldn't get why, man. This thing is weird. Have you seen the streets? There is blood everywhere and I can't contact anyone on the phone. With Puck we were thinking of just staying together until things go back to normal, if they get back to normal" Finn said, resting the shotgun on his shoulder. "I actually came back to look for some clothes and food"
"Wait, you met with him this morning and you are just back from being with him?"
"The car was gone, so I had to walk everywhere. I'm beat, man. I had to rest from time to time" he said as an excuse.
They climbed up the stairs, Kurt close to his step-brother all the way. The only light on the house came from the windows, so it was kind of scary to be separated.
"You should get some clothes too. I don't think it would be a good idea to stay here, like, we should stick together" Finn said while he started putting on some winter clothes on a backpack.
"What about out parents?" Kurt asked, from the doorway. "What if they come back and they don't find us?"
"I don't know, man. I was thinking of leaving them a note saying I was at Puck's" the tall boy said, while taking his phone charger and some batteries he had in his night table. "We should get going, Kurt"
"Ok, just… let me pack some things" he said, walking slowly to his room, in a bit of a daze.
"I'll go see if we have some flashlights and stuff in the attic. Be careful, if you hear anything weird, just scream and I'll come running" Finn said before disappearing down the hallway.
Kurt went through his clothes with his mind going all over the place. He was really worried for his Dad and Carole, so worried he hadn't even checked if their cars were in the garage when he got there. Where could they be, where would they go without even leaving a note? Maybe it was some kind of urgency, but even then they would have taken the time to leave some kind message.
He picked a few things thinking mostly of how warm they would be and trying to recognize them by their texture, as it was obvious that he couldn't see a thing inside his closet.
This was probably going to be a fashion hell, he was sure of it. But somehow that paled in comparison to the more pressing matters at hand, like… what the hell was wrong with this town.
And were was his dad.
