I know! I know! I'm a meanie for stopping there last chapter. But really? We've all seen GLEE and if you haven't seen NBK before then well you've already had some spoilers and the episode has been out for over a year. Easy to find on megavideo. Hehe. Love to all my readers! Thank you SO much guys!
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Picking up where we left off…;)
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After the shock wore off, he pushed Karofsky away. He was disgusted. He was appalled. And he was confused. Karofsky…the boy who'd been bullying him…was gay?
Kurt stepped back further, putting his hand over his mouth, completely shocked. His first kiss was stolen by this…this beast! He couldn't even think about anything else. He just stood there, shaking, scared. He wasn't sure what would happen next. Karofsky stormed out of the locker room but that didn't fix anything. He still felt…assaulted. He felt like something had been taken away from him. It wasn't JUST a kiss. It was his first kiss. And one that was forced upon him. It just wasn't right…
Once he managed to move himself, he ran, far away, fast as he could. He didn't even know where he was running but it wasn't there. He ended up in the parking lot, at this car and climbed into it, locking the doors behind him. He would be safe in here…no one could get him.
Locked away safely, Kurt wasn't sure what to do. He wanted to drive around, drive somewhere, anywhere. He was afraid if he stayed at the school then he would get found again…so he drove. He drove around aimlessly for about 20 minutes before finally stopping because he felt like he wasn't going to be safe until he wasn't at school, until he wasn't somewhere predictable. Unable to contain it anymore, he pulled out his phone and dialed the first number that popped into his head.
Blaine was currently in study hall, dutifully doing his homework like the preppy little nerd that he was, as Jeff liked to remind him. All of the boys at Dalton had to do enough homework/study to pass but they were still teenagers…However, it wasn't long before something distracted him from his work. He was startled to receive a phone call during school hours when he did but thankfully it was on silent. He looked around to see that the teacher wasn't looking in his direction at the moment before glancing at his phone. The caller ID read: "Kurt". The boy knew not to call him before the end of Warbler's rehearsal, per Wes' insane rules and strictness, so it HAD to be important. He was in school himself, wasn't he? He knew he couldn't let it go unanswered.
The studious boy walked up to the desk, pocketing his phone before he did. "Pardon me sir, may I go to the restroom?" That always worked. Nurse required actually being sick or being able to pull it off enough, generally with planning. Though he could improv if necessary, he disliked faking illness. This was the best situation, as you could not tell someone they didn't need to go.
The teacher clearly didn't see any issue with the matter as he nodded and handed Blaine the bathroom pass, which the boy thanked him for before darting off. He walked quickly to the little boys' room and checked the stalls before answering. He had been concerned because the phone stopped ringing as he'd taken too long; but Kurt had called a second time so he answered. "Kurt! Hey, what's going on?" He said quietly, locking himself in one of the stalls.
On the other end the brunette sniffed and sounded as though he'd been crying. "Blaine? I'm sorry to bother you…"
He shook his head. "Nonsense. Something's clearly wrong. What's going on? You can tell me anything."
Kurt seemed to take this as an invitation as he sobbed loudly into the phone. "He just…I couldn't leave well enough alone. It's my fault. It's all my fault."
"What's going on Kurt? I'm sure it's not your fault." The curly-haired-one assured.
"You can't know that Blaine. You can't. It is. It's all my fault. I should've just accepted it like always and moved on." He insisted, sounding extremely distraught.
I know it's not…Blaine thought to himself, remembering how insistent he'd been and how long it'd taken him before he could begin to accept it…and sometimes he still couldn't…But no. He didn't need to think about himself right now. You're so selfish Blaine!His mind scolded, trying to get his head back into mentor mode. "Please tell me what happened Kurt. If I can't judge now then I'll be able to after. You called me for a reason. Have courage Kurt. Talking helps." He spoke, remembering Wes' words to him back in his beginning days of Dalton.
For a moment he hesitated, likely unsure if he wanted to really tell Blaine what happened but as Blaine's logic won out, the fashionista began to spill. "He kissed me. Karofsky. H-he…he'd pushed me against my locker...I mean that's nothing new…" He said, hesitating there. "But…O god Blaine he kissed me. He insulted me all this time and then he kissed me…" The taller one broke down into tears over the phone. This was something he hadn't done in a long time…It wasn't easy to make Kurt Hummel cry.
Blaine was furious. He would NOT let this stand…Something had to be done.
"You're going to what?" Wes asked incredulously. He had been looking for a very distracted Blaine when he'd reached the end of his list, finally going to the gym. It was where the younger boy would go when he couldn't use his word to express his feelings or thoughts. He had been silent almost during the Warblers rehearsal earlier and that was highly unusual. He looked like he was fuming and deeply lost in thought. Now he was down to shorts and a tank, beating up the punching bag in front of him. He was picturing Karofsky in its place…
"I'm going to help him Wes." He said, clearly determined, as he gave the bag another good whack.
"You cannot skip school Blaine! Even if it's just for a short while. Lima is TWO hours away! You would need to miss the entire day! How do you propose to pull that off? Not to mention you'd miss Warblers Rehearsal! Even if you did get back in time for it then you'd have to miss it. According to school rules you must be here for at least half the day in order to participate in extracurricular activities. In the case of boarders, that means attending half of your courses."
Blaine shed him and rolled his eyes, outwardly dismissing Wes other than his volume. But honestly he'd been concerned about the issue himself. Not to mention the fact that he couldn't get himself down there…another reason he was talking to the older boy. "Come on Wes! It's a big deal! Kurt doesn't just call me and ask me to come help him if he didn't have to. I know you hardly know him…" He began but was cut off by his older friend.
"Blaine YOU hardly know him…you met him just a short time ago and you're already willing to drop everything and go running? While I'm happy you've finally found another friend, especially a gay boy, outside of Dalton, I don't think you should be running off making rash decisions!" Wes honestly did care and Blaine knew it. Wes was often the peacemaker or Blaine. Wes was the voice of logic. There's a reason he held the gavel…even if he did love that gavel a little too much…anyone say abuse of power? Poor gavel, getting worked so hard…
The Sophomore lowered his voice, eyes darting around to make sure no one could hear them. "What I'm about to tell you does NOT leave the two of us. You can't even tell David. Swear, ok? Kurt doesn't want anyone to know."
The Councilman eyed the Lead Soloist suspiciously, uncertain of what it was. Not even being allowed to tell David…that meant it was serious, or Blaine was being paranoid unnecessarily. "Blaine…If he's in danger we have to report it. If he's a danger to himself we've got to do more as well. I know when you were going through a rough patch…"
This time it was Wes' turn to be silenced. "He's not me. And his situation isn't mine, mine wasn't/isn't his. But…he's being bullied ok? He…he was kissed. This idiotic jock pushed him into his locker and then Kurt followed him. Apparently he took my texts to heart…" He said, sighing at the thought.
"What did you say?" He questioned, uncertain of what he could've said short of confront him that would be taken in such a manner.
"I told him what you told me. Courage. It worked for me Wes and it seemed appropriate…" What else was I supposed to say?
"What did he do?" The elder boy questioned, trying to figure out if Blaine had given the wrong advice or just too vague.
Blaine grabbed the bag, stopping it and turned around to look at Wes. "He assaulted him. He KISSED him after screaming in his face and bullying him! It's wrong! So wrong! Goddammit Wes he doesn't deserve it! No one does…" He spoke, getting quiet towards the end.
Thoughts flew through the older Warbler's mind. He was grateful when Blaine clarified what he meant; thankful it was JUST a kiss. But he knew it wasn't JUST anything at the exact same time. It WAS assault. It WAS forced. The boy clearly didn't have a choice from Blaine's words, especially his tone. Blaine sounded so angry…but that voice…that little tiny voice at the end there scared him the most. He knew how broken Blaine had been when he arrived…he knew how screwed up he was for a multitude of reasons…He sighed. "Alright…I'm in."
He smiled a sad but grateful smile and hugged the older boy. "Thank you so much! You don't know how much this means to me! And to him. And …wait…" Blaine paused, releasing his friend, confused now. "What do you mean you're in?"
Wes shook his head. "Honestly Blainers don't you think of anything? You don't have your license…how would you get there? You'll need someone to drive you…"
The smile dropped and tears began forming. "Wes…"
Again the councilman shook his head. "It's nothing Blaine. It's just fine. I'm happy to help." He said kindly and quietly, smiling gently at the boy before him. He'd come a long way from that broken little freshman that had shown up last year…"Now come on. Let's go plan how we're going to do this." Wes said, starting to walk off. He paused and tossed the other boy his towel. "And Blaine?"
Blaine hurried to catch up but Wes thankfully stopped. "Yea?"
"Don't hug me when you're sweaty and I'm not. It's disgusting…" And with that, the older Warbler walked off to devise a plan.
"Thanks again for coming." Kurt said quietly, extremely grateful for the other boy's presence.
The Warbler dismissed the apology. No need for it after all. "Don't worry about it. Just let me do the talking."
"There he is." Kurt said quietly to Blaine, hoping to warn him before something happened.
"I've got your back." The younger boy said firmly. He was NOT happy about this situation at all. Karofsky was going to hear that!
He took a deep breath. Here we go…"Excuse me."
"Hey lady boys" Karosfsky scoffed, dismissing them instantly. "This your boyfriend?"
"Kurt and I would like to talk to you about something." He could tell that Kurt wasn't sure what to make of that question. Quite frankly Blaine wasn't either
"I gotta go to class." That's bullshit. Kurt already told me you two had the same lunch, that's why I'm here now.
"Kurt told me what you did." And it's despicable! I cannot BELIEVE you pulled something like that and ASSAULTED him.
"Oh yea? What's that?" What's that? WHAT'S THAT? I'LL fucking tell you what's that…and he would've, if it weren't for what happened next…
In one of the quietest voices Blaine could come to hear from Kurt, the fashionista replied, "You kissed me." It KILLED Blaine to hear him sound so defeated…
Another scoff but this time Karofsky looked around, trying to figure out if anyone heard that. "I don't know what you're talking about."
Blaine recognized that look. He tried to take the high road here. This guy might really need help. He wouldn't forgive him for what he did to Kurt anytime soon, if ever, but he could help him and prevent it from happening again. Maybe. "It seems like you might be a little confused." He saw that the boy was hesitating now. Maybe this would make a difference. "And it's totally normal." He'd been confused. Hell sometimes he still was. He knew he liked boys but…there was just something there. A desire to be accepted…
Karofsky started walking off. He clearly didn't want to talk about this. Did he think ignoring them would work? "This is a very hard thing to come to terms with and you should just know that you're not alone.
"You do NOT mess with me!" Dave yelled as he pushed Blaine against the fence. Blaine just raised his hands in a surrender gesture.
"You have to stop this!" Kurt cried out, pulling Karofsky away from Blaine. It killed the younger boy to see him like that. So scared, trying to help HIM of all people. But luckily
Deciding to bring some levity to the situation, Blaine just went with what was on his mind. "Well he's not coming out anytime soon."
Kurt looked defeated even though Karofsky left. Perhaps it was more exhaustion in a sense from all of this. He put his bag down and just kind of gracefully flopped down on the stairs.
At this point Blaine was just taking it in stride. He was trying to make Kurt smile but it obviously hadn't worked. "What's goin on?" Blaine walked over and sat down next to him, putting a hand on his leg. "Why are you so upset?" It was terrible. And he understood Kurt being upset but why he seemed more upset now? He wasn't sure.
This was where Kurt made a confession that clearly meant a lot to him. "Because up until yesterday I had never been kissed." He paused, adding something shortly thereafter. "Or at least, one that counted."
Now he understood. This wasn't just a kiss. This was his FIRST kiss. But that was all a matter of perspective…this was forced! He knew he needed to help Kurt come to terms with it but now was not the time. Now was the time to try and make the boy feel better about himself. "Come on. I'll go buy you lunch." He encouraged the boy and got up, taking the lead out of habit. Shortly thereafter he'd realize he had no idea where he was going, but that was neither here nor there..
But what Blaine didn't notice was the glance that Kurt sent his way as they were leaving. A glance that most definitely meant something.
At the end of that day, Blaine was back at Dalton while Kurt remained at McKinley. Blaine didn't have his driver's license yet so he'd had to ask Wes to drive him, as is evident from their earlier conversation.
Once Lunch period was over, Kurt regrettably had to go to class. Blaine smiled at him as he was thanked again and replied that it was no trouble at all. "I'll call you later, ok?"
The older boy smiled and nodded, walking off after an encouraging squeeze of the hand from Blaine.
Once Kurt left, Blaine ran back to Wes' car, getting in and shutting the door.
"How'd it go?" The older boy questioned, buckling himself in and motioning for Blaine to do the same.
It took him a minute but Blaine finally buckled himself in and Wes drove off,
They stopped a red light and Wes groaned, taking the opportunity to bang his head on the steering wheel before the light changed again. "We are going to be in so much trouble if anyone finds out the truth…"
Blaine smiled and patted Wes on the shoulder as the other boy drove once more. "Thanks Wes…"
"Thank me later when we've finished going through sheet music we should've had hours to look at…" The Councilman scolded his Lead Vocalist. It was the excuse he'd had to use. He was lucky they were leaders in their own ways within the group and both responsible. Had either had a track record of lying, Dalton would've been more hesitant. It also didn't hurt that the Warblers were like Rockstars, no that wasn't an exaggeration, and that both boys had turned on the charm.
Now it was Blaine's turn to groan but he laughed afterwards. This is gonna be so fun…He thought sarcastically but he thought back to the nature of his visit. "To help Kurt? I'd do anything…"
After Blaine had left Kurt cut out some letters from a magazine, from his first text from Blaine. His first real text…the one that inspired him so much. He wanted to always remember the world so he must put it somewhere important. Considering school was where he needed it the most, why not his locker?
Even after Karofsky slammed him into said locker and knocked him down…he still had that photo. That word. The constant reminder to be brave. The constant reminder that he had it in him and not only did he know it, but someone else did too. Someone finally believed in him! It was…amazing. It didn't hurt that said guy was attractive and sweet…and o god. He was completely captivated by him…But no. He just had a hero complex. Blaine stood up to Karofsky for him! It was a big deal…but he just…something just felt so…right when he was around him. He shook his head. Maybe he just needed to sleep on it and then he'd see things clearly…maybe…or maybe he already was…
A/N: I've made an important decision. I'll restate this at the top of chapter four just in case, but I think I should let you all know. This is going to stay canon up until the part where Kurt transfers back to McKinley…yea…Not gonna happen. Kurtie's gonna stay at Dalton with his honey. Mmmk. Will detail more next time! ~ Ta! Please review if you like! Lemme know your thoughts!
And sorry for the delay! Subbing killed my time combined with the new class and just life. But things should be slowing down again now I hope! I've got bits and pieces of other chapters written and lots of ideas! This is far from being done. The next chapter should be up much faster than this one! Reviews help. ;) Thanks again guys!