A/N: Happy Birthday! Or Happy Unbirthday! Whatever today is for you, I hope it's happy! Once again, I'm blown away by all of the reviews and subscription alerts I've received for this story. Thank you so much. I used a Chris Colfer quote for one of the characters in this chapter, let me know if you find it, I'll give you a cookie or something. I would like to point at that, in this chapter, Mercedes religious views may seem a little judgemental. I can assure you that, I have no problem with any religion and I actually think they're all beautiful in their own way. Well, Kurt is awake in this chapter...and he's not happy.
Warnings: There will be swearing in this chapter, Kurt has quite the pottymouth. Other than that, just the same warnings as the previous chapters apply.
Disclaimer: I do not own Glee
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Kurt was...well he's not sure what was happening. He was floating but, then again he wasn't. All he could see was an endless black darkness and, all he could feel was the air around him. After a few minutes of, floating kinda, Kurt could hear muffled voices. Voices that sounded eerily familiar. Is that...Rachel? Kurt thought when he heard her voice, What is Rachel doing in this black abyss? God, you'd think he'd be able to get some time away from her. That's when Kurt heard more voices, who else is here? In the distance, he could make out blurry white shapes. Moving what he thought was his arm, Kurt attempted to reach out and touch the blobs. They were getting bigger, and bigger until Kurt realized his eyes were opening. After a second or two of adjusting to the light, Kurt could clearly make out every member of New Directions and, realized they were yelling and crying. Why the fuck are they crying? I'm the one in the damn hospital bed. Apparently, his stirring had alerted some of the people in the room because, a few seconds later he heard someone utter "Kurt?"
"...What the fuck are you doing here..." Was the first thing that Kurt thought to say. Apparently, that shocked a few of the peopple occupying the room because suddenly they were all looking at him like he had grown two heads and a horn.
"You're dad called and told me you were in the hospital. As one of your best friends Kurt, I thought it best that we all came down here to see how you were. We didn't expect it to be this bad, Kurt why would you try to kill yourself?" Rachel chirped from her spot in front of his bed. He could see that she had been crying, How much of that was real and how much was a show, Berry?
"Goddamn, do you ever stop talking? Maybe I tried to kill myself so I didn't have to hear your voice 24/7."
"Now, Kurt, I know you're upset. I'm upset too, as you're best friend how could I have not seen the signs? I promise I'll do better! Perhaps if I sang to you it would make you feel better, would you like that Kurt? I have such a huge repoit-"
"What the fuck Berry! Did you not just here me? Stop talking all the fucking time. And calling yourself my best friend? What in the world made you think that? Why are you even making this about you? It's not your fault, I'm the one who took a pair of scissors and dragged them down my wrist. Now, please, get the fuck out of here. I'm tired of looking at your nose."
All of New Directions were staring at Kurt in shock. Rachel had, once again, began crying and stomped out of the room. Finn followed her but, not without shooting Kurt a dirty look. Kurt honestly didn't care though, why shoould he? Why do they all give a damn about him know?
"Kurt, man, that was kind of harsh. Berry was just trying to help." Puck said.
"Oh, that's nice. You calling someone harsh because of a few words. I seem to remember every morning trying to fucking duck in the bushes because you would throw me into the dumpsters. I remember having to throw away my $300 coat because you and your idiot friends decided to throw fucking pee balloons at me. So, sorry if I'm a little upset."
"Woah Kurt, it wasn't like that man! We were just, you know, having fun." Puck tried to reason, one glance over at Burt however told him that he'd be lucky to make it out of this hospital room alive.
"Oh yeah Puckerman, that was so much fun for me. Who wouldn't want to wash corn syrup and red dye #5 out of the hair? Could you all please just leave, I'm tired." When some of the kids hesitated, Burt decided to step in.
"I think it would be best if you guys left but, please come back soon. I still have some things I want to talk to you about."
"What the fuck could you have to talk to them about? They don't even notice me anymore, hell I bet they wouldn't have even blinked an eye when I didn't show up to Glee rehearsal."
"Kurt, how could you say something like that? We're all your friends, I know we've been a little distant but we still care about you" Mercedes said.
"Like hell you do! Fuck, you fucking left me for Quinn after I agreed with Sue that you needed to lose a few pounds. Not because I didn't like the way you looked but, because I actually gave a damn about your health. But, god fucking forbid you put the tater tots down and actually go for a run. Then, when I needed a friend the most, you left me because I didn't believe in God. What kind of friend that cares about someone does that Mercedes? Oh, and how about I bring up the tim you threw a rock through my windshield? You knew how much I loved that car and, because I didn't return feelings for you, you decided to throw a motherfucking rock through my windshield." Mercedes sat, stunned at what had just came from Kurt's mouth.
"Wait...you threw the rock through his windshield?" Burt asked. That means Kurt lied about what happened to his car. Hell, after everything that coming to light right now, Burt's not surprised Kurt lied about a few things.
"Yeah.." Mercedes replied meekly, still absorbing everything that had just happened.
"Why don't we all leave. Kurt, I hope you feel better and Burt, I'm sorry for everything that has happened." Mr. Schue said as he began directing his kids out of the room.
"Kurt, we need to have a talk..."
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Mercedes left the hospital, deeply considering everything that Kurt had said. Had she really been that bad of a friend to him? Sure, her and Kurt hadn't been as tight as they were last year but, they were still good friends. Right? I mean, of course they hadn't actually had a conversation since she had convinvced him to go to church and Kurt had been a little to himself lately but, Mercedes seriously thought thats just how Kurt was acting.
Maybe Mercedes wasn't such a good friend after all. Didn't she ignore the call from his phone because she was having another solo fight with Rachel? Well, how could Mercedes have known that Kurt was going to try andd kill himself? In a way, it's Kurt's fault. If Kurt hadn't of been so distant and bitchy during the religious week maybe they wouldn't have this problem. Yeah, Kurt was an athiest but, her and Quinn were only trying to help.
Mercedes was honestly shocked when Kurt agreed to go to church with her, it was obvious that he didn't feel comfortable there. He had been stiff, pale, and tense throughout the entire sermon. And, as soon as it was over, Kurt bolted to the car like just sitting in the pews had burned him. Maybe if Kurt would have just accepted God into his heart he wouldn't have tried to do this.
Once Mercedes was outside of the hospital, she realized that Rachel, who was her ride, was probably going to be in the hospital crying into Finns shoulder for a while. Looking around she saw that the glee members had left and she was there alone. Pulling out her phone to call her mom, she saw it on the screen.
1 missed call from Kurt Hummel
It wasn't until the first drop of wate hit her phone that Mercedes realized she was crying because, she really was a terrible friend.
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Burt couldn't handle this. He really couldn't handle this. After everything that Kurt had said about his friends while they were in the room, Burt couldn't believe that he ahd been so blind. Kids have been throwing his son into dumpsters? How in the hell did Burt miss that? Sure, Kurt often came home wearing a different outfit than the one he started in but, Burt figured that was just how Kurt liked to go through the day. Like those people on television who changed their outfits every hour.
"Kurt, we need to have a talk"
"Not right now dad, I wasn't kidding when I said I was tired." Kurt said, his eyes drifting closed as he relaxed into the bed.
"No Kurt, you need to tell me everything that Puckerman kid and his friends have been doing to you. The doctor found the bruises on you and needs answers and, don't tell me you fell. It's pretty obvious that something is happeneing at school."
"Of course something is happeneing at school Dad. I'm the only out gay kid in Lima and I go to a school full of neanderthal jocks. How could you not realize something was going on?" Kurt had a point there...Burt did miss a lot of this.
"Well, I'm listening now Kurt. I want to know everything that's been going on and, I'm so sorry that I haven't been there for you." Kurt looked at his dad and, felt his anger ebb away a little.
"Fine. This group of jocks have decided to make my life a living hell,. Except this one guy, Karofsky, he's been way worse than all of them. He pushed me into lockers, that's where the bruises came from. Are you satisfied now? Can I go to sleep?" Burt looked at his son, and he really did look tired. Burt nodded and stood up to leave.
"Dad...I still love you. I'm just...I'm really fucked up right now." Burt turned around and looked at his son.
"I love you too Kurt. There's nothing wrong with you, there's just a whole lot wrong with the world you live in." And with that, Burt closed the door to Kurts room and left. Heading down the hallway, he stopped outside of Dr. Trunnels office and knocked. A soft but firm, "come in" was heard and Burt entered her office.
Sitting at the desk, Dr. Trunnel was reading a book with a pair of glasses perched on her nose. She glanced up from the passage she was reading.
"Ah, Mr. Hummel, have a seat. One of my nurses informed me that you had a, rather large group of people in your son's room earlier. Care to explain?"
"Well...I thought they were his friends."
"You thought? Why aren't you certain?"
"Well...Kurt...he. You see doc, he woke up and just started saying all of these horrible things about them. Then I realized that these things were true and that, none of them were actually Kurt's friends because they would have tried to stop this all from happening and I just don't know what to do anymore." at this, Dr. Trunnels eyes softened. She closed her book and took off her glasses, giving Burt her full attention.
"What happened to your son Mr. Hummel?"
"So much...just, so much. People have been throwing him into dumpsters, slamming him into lockers, throwing pee balloons at him and god knows what else. I don't know what to do, how could I not have seen any of this? I knew he was going to get bullied for likeing guys and all but, I didn't expect it to be this bad. I'm a terrible father doc." Burt said, his eyes starting to tear up a little.
"You're not a terrible father Burt. Kurt, like mose suicide victims, keep a lot of the harsher bullying from their parents. I feel truly sorry for you and your son and, I hope things start getting better soon. I think it best if Kurt started seeing a therapist. Francis Golten, a good friend of mine, has helped countless victims of bullying and self harm." Dr. Trunnel opened a drawer, pulled out a buisness card for Francis and handed it to Burt.
Burt took the buisness card and stood up from his chair, shooting the doctor a smile
"Thank you Dr. Trunnel." Dr. Trunnel smiled book, put on her glasses, and began reading her book again.
"You can call me Sophia, Mr. Hummel" Burt's smile grew a little and he exited the office.
Okay, so, I know this chapter is like crazy short, but, I really wanted to give it to you guys.
The next chapter is going to deal with each ND member inidividually and their feelings about Kurt's attempted suicide. So, it's going to take me a little while to write it. I promise you guys won't be dissapointed though! (No...that doesn't mean Blaine is coming next chapter.) Also, I'm not quite sure why Dr. Trunnel and Burt started flirting at the end but, you know what, I'm totally shipping Brunnel right now. Let me know how you guys feel about it, okay? Reviews keep me going! Have a wonderful day/night/sleep/car ride!