Chapter 3: Chapter 3

Summary: Paradise isn't always so sweet

Notes: As usual a massive thank you to Frankie for her editing and in this instance her wonderful advice. She's an amazing mentor. This chapter hurt me to write because I love these characters so dearly. The tears were real so Please don't hate me for this. That said I'm adding a TRIGGER WARNING for the attempted coercion and graphic sexual assault and associated distress of a major character. Also there are numerous OC's of mine in this chapter. They are all purely fictional. I'm a very visual person so like to give them all faces : Lucas = David Henrie
Tom = Shia LaBeouf
George = Gregg Sulkin
Liam = Paul Wesley
Craig = Rocky Lynch
Toby = Rupert Grint
Miss Sapphire = Guy Pearce in Priscilla Queen of the Desert

(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)

Chapter Text

Lucas took Kurt's bag and helped him onto the barely seaworthy speedboat, sitting possessively beside him, blocking Sebastian. Lucas wasn't sure why, but he was getting weird vibes from the other man. Sebastian had stolen guys from Lucas before, and although Kurt couldn't seem less interested in Sebastian, Lucas wasn't taking any chances. He'd just met Kurt, but knew what he was going through with his ex. It had been a long while since Lucas had been with anyone. Kurt was going to need a rebound and Lucas was more than up to the challenge. After all, Kurt was smoking hot.
Kurt smiled at Lucas nervously and clenched his fists tight around the strap of his bag as the tour guide, a flamboyant lady boy who introduced herself as Miss Sapphire, started the speed boat. Lucas scooted closer to Kurt. Their thighs brushed and he put his arm around Kurt, stroking the back of his neck with his thumb. Lucas grinned excitedly.
"This is the fun part, Kurt," Lucas said. "Hold on tight."
Kurt laughed and moved over a little to give himself some space. Kurt didn't know Lucas that well, and things were moving too quickly for him.
"Aren't you two cozy?" Sebastian whispered against Kurt's ear, taunting him when Kurt sat beside him later to get a photograph of the coast line. "It sure didn't take you long to get over Blaine did it? What's it been? Four days?"
Kurt flinched at Sebastian's cruel words.
"Not that it's any of your business," Kurt snarled through gritted teeth, "but at least I broke up with Blaine before I moved on. Why are you complaining anyway? You can have Blaine all to yourself now just like you always wanted."
Sebastian shrugged. Lucas frowned at him, overhearing the tail end of the conversation.
"That's enough, Bas," he intervened, placing his hand on Kurt's bare knee and squeezing it protectively when Kurt took his seat back beside him. Kurt cringed, uncomfortable, finding the gesture too familiar. Lucas was oblivious as Kurt moved away slightly again, taking his hand subtly and holding it.
Before long, the speed boat came to a gradual halt in Maya Bay. The tour guide explained to them in her unique broken English that it was the site where Danny Boyle's movie The Beach had been filmed.
Kurt remembered seeing the DVD once with Finn a few years ago, and although he loved Leonardo Di Caprio, he hadn't really enjoyed the film.
The scenery surrounding him, aside from the ten or so other tour boats, was breathtaking. Kurt took multiple photos before accompanying Lucas and the other men from the boat. He smiled, stepping into the warm, clear water. Lucas's hand rested on the small of Kurt's back and steadily traveled lower as he escorted him to shore.
Kurt frowned; maybe Lucas was a touchy-feely kind of guy. Kurt didn't know him well enough to be sure. All he knew as he took a seat on the sand with the other men was that it was all way too intimate for him so soon after his break up with Blaine. A hug was one thing, but Kurt was beginning to feel manhandled. He said nothing though. He didn't want to offend Lucas or embarrass him in front of his friends.
"This place is beautiful," Kurt announced to no one in particular.
"Do you think Leo sat here right where we are now?" George asked.
"Yes, Doofus. Right here," Tom answered sarcastically. "Seriously? George, how would we know?"
The group, including Kurt, laughed as Tom mocked poor George. George pouted and put his hands up in defeat.
"I was just asking."
Kurt stood to stretch his legs, walking to the water's edge to dip his toes in. He was surprised at the natural warmth of the water, but not by Lucas rushing to his side.
"Are you having a good day?" Lucas asked, pulling Kurt close.
Kurt nodded.
"I am. It really is lovely here."
Lucas leaned in to kiss Kurt, but Miss Sapphire blew her whistle.
"All aboard!" she called to her passengers. Lucas missed Kurt's sigh of relief. He huffed in disappointment and they waded back to their boat.
The boat travelled to "monkey beach" next. It was a small, sandy alcove packed with monkeys. They were cute, and Kurt took a few photos. The men fed them fruit. Miss Sapphire gave one of the primates a can of Coke to drink, and they all laughed except Kurt and Sebastian
"That can't be good for his health," Kurt protested. Sebastian nodded in agreement.
"But he loves...it's Coke not beer, yes?" Miss Sapphire giggled.
"Geez! It's just a monkey, Kurt," Lucas mocked, rolling his eyes.
Kurt shook his head and bit his tongue. They all clambered back into the speedboat and travelled along the island's coast line, enjoying the view, stopping soon after at a beautiful beach. They observed numerous large buildings standing back from the water.
"Lunch!" Miss Sapphire chirped excitedly, climbing from the boat. "See you in ninety minute, yes?"
The men got off the boat and headed to the huge, open dining hall. Sebastian took a seat on the bench beside Kurt after filling his plate from the extensive smorgasbord of Thai dishes.
"How good is this food?" He gestured to his plate, not noticing Kurt's much smaller portion. "Liam won't eat Thai food so we've been living off McDonalds and pizza"
Kurt smirked at Liam, who was eating a protein bar he had brought with him.
"Seriously, Liam? That stuff will kill you," Kurt laughed. "When we get back to Patong, I'm taking you out for some real food."
Liam shook his head. "Yeah, cause that worked out so well for Toby. Poor guy vomited up a lung yesterday."
Kurt grinned sympathetically.
"Trust me. The chicken satays I ate last night were divine. I'll get you some of those."
Excluding Lucas, who scowled with jealousy, the entire table cheered when Liam reluctantly nodded in agreement. "Yeah, okay...I guess."
Kurt gave a victorious smile. He stood and excused himself to use the men's room. He had used the urinal and was washing his hands when Lucas joined him at the sink.
"Finally, we're alone," Lucas breathed seductively into Kurt's ear. He wrapped his arms around Kurt from behind and began to place open-mouthed kisses on his neck, grinding against his ass.
Kurt turned in his arms.
"No, Lucas…please, stop," Kurt said, trying to be polite. "Not here."
Lucas paid no attention, pinning Kurt against the sink with his body.
"You make me so hard, Kurt. Feel that."
Lucas took Kurt's hand and placed it over the prominent bulge in his shorts. Kurt pulled his hand away, struggling to free himself from Lucas's embrace.
"I said STOP!" Kurt's voice rose as he began to panic, pushing as hard as he could against Lucas's chest.
The man didn't budge; instead he moaned loudly, rutting hard against Kurt.
"What's wrong, Kurt? You've been leading me on since last night with your tight pants and your coy little smiles. It's time to stop being a prick tease and give me what I want."
He kissed Kurt roughly and reached into the elastic waistband of his shorts, gripping Kurt's flaccid cock tight. Terrified, Kurt struggled against him. Tears began to run down Kurt's face.
"No! Stop! Not here! Not like this! I don't want to!" Kurt pleaded.
Kurt did the only thing left; something he swore he'd never do to another man. He lifted his leg and kneed Lucas with all the force he could muster in the groin. Considering the limited space Kurt had the action had the desired effect.
Lucas doubled over, cursing.
"Fuck! Holy fucking fuck! No wonder your fiancé cheated on you. You're just a stupid frigid bitch!"
He pushed Kurt and stormed out angrily. Kurt scraped his elbow against the corroded sink as he fell to the floor. There he stayed, curled up, alone, trembling and crying, too traumatized to move.
That's where George found him several minutes later. He stared at Kurt in shock.
"Shit, Kurt! Are you are ok, dude? What happened? Do you want me to get Lucas?"
Kurt stared back at George, wide-eyed, shaking his head furiously.
"Nonononono…" he whimpered, sobbing.
George reached for Kurt, but he pulled away. George hesitated. He wanted to help Kurt, but he wasn't sure what to do. It occurred to him that Sebastian had known Kurt in high school; admittedly they hadn't been the best of friends, but at least he would be a familiar face. Kurt might feel more comfortable with him.
"Just wait here, Kurt. I'll get Bas." He spoke reassuringly as he left the bathroom, running to get Sebastian.
Sebastian quickly returned with George. He kept a comfortable distance from Kurt and spoke soothingly.
"Kurt? Are you ok? Will you let me help you up?"
Kurt wouldn't move. He didn't acknowledge Sebastian's presence at all. Sebastian sighed. He couldn't just leave Kurt lying there. He then remembered Kurt's one weakness - his wardrobe.
"This floor is filthy Kurt. You need to get up or you'll ruin your clothes."
Kurt lifted his head and nodded, wiping his eyes with the back of his hand before reaching out cautiously to Sebastian. Sebastian slowly eased closer, not wanting to spook Kurt. He took Kurt's hand to help him up from the floor. Kurt hissed in pain when Sebastian gripped his elbow to offer more support.
"Oh my, Kurt! You're bleeding!" Sebastian looked concerned. "We need to find Miss Sapphire. Hopefully she'll have a first-aid kit on that dinghy death trap of hers and we can get that cleaned up."
Kurt walked obediently with Sebastian back to the dining hall, while George searched for their guide.
Fortunately, the rest of the guys, including Lucas, had decided to use the remainder of their stop over to cool off in the waves, so Sebastian was able to focus completely on comforting a trembling Kurt.
"Can you tell me what happened, Kurt?" he spoke softly. "It's ok. It's just you and me. You're safe, Kurt."
Kurt nodded.
"Lu...Luc...Lucas...he tried…he tried..." Kurt stuttered, starting to sob again.
"He tried to what?" Sebastian asked patiently, fearing he already knew the answer.
"He tried to force me to have sex with him," Kurt whispered just as George returned with Miss Sapphire and an ill-equipped first aid kit.
Sebastian saw red. It was true he enjoyed sex more than the average person, but Sebastian never had and never would take it by force. Thinking about the kind of romantic Kurt was and what Blaine had told him about David Karosky not only triggered Sebastian's protective side, but fuelled his anger. He couldn't contain it. He stood then ran.
"Stay here with Kurt," Sebastian yelled back at George as he sprinted across the grass and onto the sand towards Lucas. Lucas was splashing around in the water without a care in the world.
Lucas didn't notice Sebastian until it was too late. Sebastian hit him hard with the full force of his body. It was a tackle any footballer would have been proud of. It winded Lucas and sent him flying backwards through the shallow water. He landed on his back, going under the water for just a moment before Sebastian angrily pulled him up by his hair.
"You fucking asshole!" he screamed repeatedly, punching him squarely in the face, not once, not twice, but three times; breaking his nose before Liam, Tom, and Craig could pull him off. Sebastian struggled against the three men, kicking his feet, connecting at least once with Lucas's ribs before he was dragged away. Other tourists watched the incident, backing away, obviously distressed.
By the time Sebastian was calm enough to explain to the others what had happened and return to Kurt, Kurt's elbow was clean and dressed, and Kurt was sipping a glass of ice water.
"You okay, Princess? When was your last tetanus shot?" Sebastian smiled softly.
"About six months ago. I'm fine, but I can't look at him, Bas. He scared the fuck out of me."
Miss Sapphire spoke up in broken English.
"Me fix, Mr. Kurt. Me fix."
Kurt smiled gratefully, watching her leave to go speak to a fellow tour operator. Later, when the men quietly boarded the boat for their return to Patong, Lucas was nowhere to be seen. Miss Sapphire had arranged his return on another boat, where his medical care would be taken care of...eventually.
The trip back to Patong was uneventful, with a quick stop over on Khai Island for ice cream.
Kurt stayed quietly by Sebastian's side the entire time, and surprisingly, Sebastian didn't mind one bit.

Notes: I'm so sorry..I promise our dear Kurtie will ok.