So not much to say other than I hope you enjoy this update and any ideas on who it is yet? Oh and a warning that there's some minor swearing.
Kurt woke to his alarm the next morning and quickly jumped in the shower before Nick did. Once he was finished in the bathroom Nick went in and Kurt got himself into his uniform and began to sort out textbooks and homework ready for Monday morning lessons. He had just heard the shower turn off when his phone made its familiar cheep to indicate a new text.
From UNKNOWN: So how was your weekend? Did you get any new bruises?
Kurt stared in disgust at the phone, it wasn't a secret he had moved to Dalton because of bullying but not that many students knew the extent of the problem. The seconds later another one arrived.
From UNKNOWN: Did you tell your friends all about your epic crush?
He stood frozen to the spot just staring at the screen as if that would somehow help when he suddenly felt a hand wrap around his right arm. Instinct took over and he swung his other arm round, twisting his body trying to escape from the threat, his hand holding his phone made contact with the something solid and blinking rapidly he realised he had just whacked Nick on the cheek.
"What the fuck! Shit Kurt, you've got some left hook!" The dark haired boy clutched the side of his face, tears watering in his eyes.
Coming out of his trance Kurt shoved his phone in his pocket before he pulled Nick's hand away to see the damage, "Oh my god Nick, I'm so sorry. Is your face going to bruise? I'll get you some ice, just hold on." With that Kurt ran out of the dorm and downstairs to the communal kitchen where there were always ice packs available. As Kurt made his way back upstairs his phone chirped again and with a sinking feeling Kurt pulled it out to read the new message.
From UNKNOWN: You realise everyone at Dalton knows about your love for Blaine.
As Kurt arrived back in his dorm room he wasn't surprised to see Jeff sitting on the bed comforting Nick or Blaine standing looking anxiously between Nick and the door.
"Erm here's the ice," Kurt handed the ice pack to Jeff who grabbed it off him with a frown and pressed it against Nick's cheek. "Is it bad?"
"I'll live but remind me not to sneak up on you on a dark night!" Nick laughed trying to lighten the atmosphere.
"What the hell happened Kurt?" Blaine asked trying not to sound angry. One of his best friends had just punched the other and he had no idea why. He had been on his way to see if Kurt was ready for breakfast when Jeff had ran past muttering violent threats and he had followed him.
"I just….I didn't mean…."
"It was my fault," Nick cut in. "Kurt looked upset and I wanted to see if he was alright but I didn't want to scare him so instead of saying something I touched his arm to get his attention and it had the opposite effect!"
"So you just hit him because he was caring about you. That's so twisted Kurt. You should really report it babe," Jeff was furious with the new boy, how dare he hurt his precious Nick.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to it was just a reflex. Nick I'm so sorry but Jeff's right, you should report it. Zero tolerance and all that jazz!" With that Kurt grabbed his bag and ran out of the room. The other three boys looked at each other in confusion. Blaine sat down on Kurt's bed and ran his hands over his face, none of this made sense.
"I'm not reporting anything Jeff," Nick said firmly. "Look I don't know what was going on with Kurt but he looked really scared. He didn't mean to hurt me, I'm quite sure of that."
Blaine let out a breath he hadn't realised he was holding. If Nick did report it there was a chance Kurt would be expelled and he couldn't bare to see that happen. Then another thought occurred to him, "Nick, what was Kurt doing when you approached him?"
"Well I had just come out of the bathroom and he was standing in the middle of the room with his phone in his hand."
"Do you have any idea if he had had a call or a text?"
"I don't know sorry, I had been in the shower so didn't hear anything. Why are you asking?"
"I just wondered if everything is OK at home, you know his dad has a bad heart and he's always worrying about him."
"Yeah but surely if it was something like that he would have told us or been curled up on his bed crying," Jeff's logical thinking had kicked in and he was starting to feel a bit more compassion for the transfer student. "It's more likely he got a message from one of his old friends and he was missing them, you know he's always a bit emotional the first few days after a visit home."
"True, let's just keep an eye on him and see if he needs anything," replied Nick. "Now you two had better get down to the dining room and get my breakfast organised while I finish getting dressed. Oh and Jeff you need to apologise to Kurt for scaring him with threats of me reporting this. I don't want him going through the day thinking he's about to be kicked out. Now shoo, both of you."
Jeff leaned over and kissed Nick's cheek as Blaine moved towards the door. As the two boys made their way out to the courtyard and over to the dining room Blaine looked round trying to spot Kurt.
"Do you think he'll come?" asked Jeff
"Who, Kurt?"
"Yeah, if I don't apologise then Nick's going to make me suffer!" laughed Jeff, "Besides I didn't mean to scare him, I was just upset about Nick."
"I'm hoping he's in the dining room having coffee but in all honesty I doubt it. But if he's not there then I'm not sure where to look for him."
The boys fell into a silence and as Blaine predicted there was no sign of Kurt. They sat down with a few of the other Warblers waiting for Nick and Kurt to join them.
….
As predicted Kurt was not in the dining room, he was sitting on a bench underneath a large oak tree near the back of the grounds. It was as far away from the dorms and the dining room as he could find but still close enough he would hear the bell when it rang. He felt absolutely wrecked, Nick was hurt, Jeff hated him and Blaine thought he was a complete lunatic. He was desperately trying to calm himself down before facing his first class when he heard his phone cheep with an incoming message. Without really thinking about it he unlocked his phone and read the message:
From UNKNOWN: You know Blaine's just being nice, he doesn't want you. So again, do you think anyone missed you this weekend?
Tears streamed down his face as he read the hateful message and he threw the phone down on the bench yelling "Stop it, stop it," repeatedly at nothing in particular. He could feel the bile rising in his throat and he threw off his blazer and tie trying desperately to achieve some level of control in his breathing as he could feel his breath becoming shallow. All his fears and insecurities were coming back to haunt him and before he knew it he as bent over bringing up the contents of his stomach. Somewhere among the noise of his retching and the distance calls of boys making their way to the school buildings Kurt heard the distinct ring of the school bell. Making a snap decision he grabbed his blazer and tie and made his way back to the dorms, he was in no shape physically or mentally to face lessons today.
…
Nick had arrived in the dining hall a few minutes after Jeff and Blaine and joined them once he had grabbed some toast and coffee. Immediately Jeff pulled him into a tight hug, "Your face looks a lot better, it's barely marked at all."
"I know, guess I got lucky. Erm where's Kurt?"
Blaine looked round again frowning, "Don't know, I guess he needed some time to calm down. I've got history with him second lesson so I can check on him then."
Nick pulled out his phone, "Maybe I should just call him, make sure he's alright. He needs to know he hasn't done any lasting damage."
Blaine shook his head, "Give him some time, he needs to process what happened and we still need to find out what upset him to start with. A quick call isn't going to be enough. I'll see him in class and let him know you're fine and then we can sit down this evening and talk about what happened calmly."
Quickly agreeing Nick ate his toast while Jeff complained about his crazy roommate Matthew and his most recent stunt involving rearranging all the furniture. Just as he finished explaining how it had taken until 11 the night before to get everything back where it should be the warning bell rang and the boys parted for their first classes of the day.
