Title: 'Cause God Makes No Mistakes
Rating: T - language and derogatory terms
Summery: With Burt gone, Kurt is left in the care of his Grandparents. While they try to work out a way for him to keep his old life, they discover something he has been hiding. This changes everything and now Kurt must begin his new life at Dalton Academy.
Disclaimer: I'm really uncreative so I can't even make up a good disclaimer thing, let alone write 3 seasons of the most amazing show ever made!
EDIT:
Okay so basically I just fail epically. So feel free to be annoyed with me after this but I don't know when/if I will be updating this story... It was the first thing I've ever written that wasn't for school and to be honest I'm not really liking how it turned out... I might rewrite it but no promises... I will keep writing though! I have A LOT of other story ideas and actually have one written already, I just need to get it beta-ed (I have no idea if that is how you write it...)
So once again I'm sorry if any of you are actually sad that this story won't be continuing, but like I said if I have the time and can get myself to do it I might rewrite it and go from there. I do know that in the mean time I had a couple ideas I was going to do later on in this story that I might just post as one-shots
Thank you all for reading this and SORRY once again!
A.N.
Does anyone even remember this story?
Well if you don't this is the story that is written by the terrible author who takes over 2 months to update, and then gives you this pathetic excuse for a chapter.
Yeah... that's me... I can't tell you how terrible I feel about that...
In my defense (yes I am going to make excuses) I actually got this up kinda fast for what has been going on!
So after I posted Chapter 3 I told you guys (At least I think I did..) that I was sick, so that lasted for a bit, but then I had family in town for 2 weeks and we were busy doing stuff with them so I didn't get a chance to write. After that we were out of town for like a week picking up a friend from the airport. I got a little writing done then... and by little I mean like a paragraph. Then our friend was staying with us for a month, and we were really busy doing stuff with them...
Well after we got back home from being out of town (I am so vague!) school started- I actually missed a couple days while we were out of town! So then I was trying to get caught up with that only to -I'm sure you can guess what happened next *sigh*- I got sick. Again. I mean really! What is wrong with me! *sigh* I have so many issues...
And lastly (is that a word?) GLEE!
Anyway so here's my pathetic excuse for an update... I-I just want to apologize ahead of time for this chapter...
~thepurpleseal
Last Chapter:
Cameron didn't act shocked, or horrified, or even pitying when he saw the poorly covered bruises on Kurt's face. He just seemed sympathetic, and Kurt swore he could see pain in his eyes.
"How about we go back to your dorm, get you cleaned and warmed up, then go from there?" Cameron said soothingly, noticing how vulnerable Kurt looked. Kurt nodded meekly as he began to lead Cameron back to his dorm room. Hopefully Blaine wouldn't be there.
Chapter 4: Shopping
"Please?" Wes begged.
"No," Blaine said for the millionth time.
"But we need him!" Wes pleaded grabbing Blaine's wrist when he moved to get up.
"Look, if you want him, you'll have to go talk to him yourself!" Blaine snapped. He didn't usually snap at anyone, but Wes had been bothering him for almost ten minutes straight, and he was really starting to lose his patience.
"I already explained this to you! I can't," Wes explained
"And I told you that your reasoning was stupid and would only reinforce it!" Blaine replied, straining to keep his voice level.
"You know, while I see the reasoning to both sides, I have to agree with Wes," David interjected from his seat behind his two bickering friends.
They were in Physics, and they were supposed to be working on a group project -which the three boys immediately grouped together on- but it had somehow turned into Blaine and David trying to work on the assignment while Wes pestered Blaine.
"Ugh!" Blaine exclaimed, throwing his hands up in defeat, "You two are insufferable!"
"So you'll do it?" Wes inquired eagerly, leaning closer to Blaine expectantly.
"Fine, I'll do it!" Blaine said begrudgingly.
Wes high-fived David, cheering quietly. Blaine held up a finger. "But," he began, and Wes immediately stopped cheering, his face falling comically, "you two are coming with me."
"Awww! Do we have to?" Wes whined, giving Blaine a horrific attempt at puppy-dog eyes.
"Yes! And... don't do that. It's just creepy looking on you," Blaine said firmly.
"Fine, whatever," Wes grumbled taking a sudden interest in their half-finished project.
~Klaine~
"Nice room," Cameron commented as Kurt led him into his dorm room.
"Thanks," Kurt murmured softly as he sat nervously on the edge of his bed, keeping his gaze cast intently on the floor by his feet.
'Ohh!" Cameron suddenly squealed scurrying over to Kurt's open closet doors. "Is that McQueen I see?"
Kurt glanced up seeing Cameron eagerly shifting through his closet.
"We just have to go shopping sometime!" Cameron said, thrilled that he found someone else who shared his love for fashion.
Kurt smiled shyly. "Yeah, I-I guess..."
Cameron paused, turning around, his eyes softened as he slowly sat down next to Kurt on the edge of the bed. "Hey, relax. It's okay. Why don't you tell me what happened?" He said gently. "Don't worry, you'll receive absolutely no judgment from me!" he added noticing Kurt's hesitation.
Kurt offered him a tiny smile before he adverted his gaze to his hands clasped tightly on his lap. "Why are... why do you..." he fumbled over the right words to say, he didn't want it to come out wrong, "Why are you... Ugh!" He threw his hands up, sighing in frustration.
"Why am I being nice? Why do I care? Why am I bothering?" Cameron supplied.
Kurt looked up at him, shocked. He had literally just taken the words out of his... erm... mind.
"Because," Cameron continued, taking a deep breath, "Because... I know the signs, I've been there."
Kurt jaw dropped. It wasn't possible. No way... Could it? There had to be other kids out there with similar back stories, but... how similar?
"You mean... Are you... your parents?" Kurt asked stumbling again over what he actually wanted to say.
"I'm gay, if that answers one of your questions," Cameron said with a small smile.
"You... you are?" Kurt asked skeptically. He had learned better than to assume the best in people.
"Yes. I am gay, homosexual, dicks before chicks, whatever you want to call it." Cameron said calmly looking Kurt directly in the eye.
"Please don't be lying... I don't think I could handle it," Kurt whispered, he was hesitant to get his hopes up just yet... but he couldn't help but let a small piece of him do just that. Hope.
"Oh Kurt, I know how it can seem as if everyone is out to get you, and that trusting anyone is a terrible idea... but it isn't true. It really isn't. There are people out there -and here at Dalton- who do want to help you." Cameron spoke gently, inching closer to Kurt, fighting the urge to hug him, hold him, or even make any physical contact.
Kurt, who had been trying his hardest not to let any tears escape, gave up, full out bawling, Kurt turned burying his face in Cameron's shoulder. Cameron froze for a second, surprised by Kurt's sudden action, but quickly relaxed, putting his arms around the brunette. They stayed that way for a while before Kurt finally pulled away, still sniffing slightly.
"T-Thank you," He said softly, wiping his tears on his sleeve.
"Not at all," Cameron said dismissively. "Now, do you feel like talking about what's happened, or maybe we could do something else?"
"I-I just..." Kurt took a deep breath to steady himself before continuing. "I know I should and I feel like I might even want to... but... I just don't know if I can... if I'm ready?" he hadn't intended for it to be a question, but he found himself saying it as one.
"And that's perfectly fine! We can do something else. Just... just know that I'm here when you feel ready, if you want to talk to me about it," Cameron said. "Now what do you want to do?"
"Oh... um... Whatever you feel like doing, I'm fine with anything," Kurt mumbled, looking back down at his lap.
Cameron wanted to argue that he had asked what Kurt wanted to do, but he knew it wasn't the right time for that.
"Well... OH! How about shopping? I can tell that you have great taste just from the quick glance I got of your closet," Cameron suggested. He was practically jumping up and down from his seat on Kurt's bed with excitement.
"S-sure, that's okay... but I don't really have a whole lot of money..." Kurt said, his small smile falling at this realization. He knew that his grandparents would be thrilled to give him as much money as he wanted, they'd take it as a sign that he was starting to recover, which wasn't really true... at least not yet. But he also knew that he would never ask them for any, for a while at least, not until he truly had begun to recover.
"Psh, money is no problem, I have plenty of that!" Cameron said with a wave of his hand "So what'd ya say? Please? You know you want to!"
Kurt hesitated slightly. He didn't feel right using Cameron's money, even though all the kids here were extremely rich. He thought about it for a second before he realized that he could just not buy anything.
"Fine, let's go. You're going to have to direct me though, I don't know how to get anywhere around here still," Kurt said as he walked over to his closet to pick out an outfit for the occasion.
"Great!" Cameron said happily as he jumped up, "I'm gonna go change, I'll meet you back here in... say... twenty minutes?"
"Sure that should be enough time for me." Kurt said, still shuffling through his closet.
Cameron nodded before half running out of Kurt's room, already mentally picking out his outfit.
~Klaine~
Kurt jumped slightly when he heard a knock at the door.
Has it already been 20 minutes? He thought incredulously, glancing at the clock. Sure enough, it was about twenty minutes after Cameron had left.
Kurt took one glance in the mirror before he opened the door.
"Ready?" Cameron asked eagerly.
"Yeah, just let me grab my phone," Kurt said as he grabbed said object off his bed-side table "Kay, ready."
"Yay! Shopping time!" Cameron half sung prancing out the door.
Kurt smiled slightly, following the excitable boy at a more subdued pace.
~Klaine~
"So what are your favorite stores?" Cameron asked as they pulled into the mall's parking lot, "I mean we'll have to visit a few of my favorite stores, but other than that we can go where ever you want!"
"Oh. Well..." Kurt hadn't thought about that. "Well, you pick first."
"Kay... Oh! I know just the place!" Cameron squealed, grabbing Kurt's hand and dragging him further into the mall. "If what I saw of your wardrobe is anything to go by you will just love this store!"
Kurt flinched slightly when Cameron had suddenly grabbed his hand, but slowly relaxed when they began to weave in and out of the other shoppers.
~Klaine~
"Come on Kurt! You haven't bought anything! And I saw the way you were looking at that jacket over there!" Cameron whined.
"Nothing's really caught my eye…" Kurt covered weakly.
"Lies!" Cameron called, "I just said I saw you eyeing that jacket!" He pointed towards a jacket on the other side of the store.
Kurt flushed, "Oh, I was simply admiring the detail on it."
Cameron glared at Kurt skeptically. "Sure," he drawled sarcastically. Kurt turned, suddenly finding the sale rack incredibly interesting.
"Fine, here," Kurt huffed, "I'll get this shirt." He held up the cheapest shirt he could find in the rack.
Cameron looked over his face lighting up at Kurt's words, but it quickly fell when he actually saw the shirt. "No. Just... No. God no! That shirt is on the clearance rack for a reason! Besides it really doesn't suit your skin tone."
"Well... I... like it?" He simply couldn't lie when it came to fashion.
Cameron continued to give Kurt a skeptical look before Kurt finally relented, "Fine, fine, I know it's terrible," he grumbled as he carelessly re-hung the awful shirt, "It really is horrendous."
Both boys looked at each other for a moment before breaking into laughter.
After a minute of laughing at the pure absurdity of Kurt actually buying the shirt, Cameron headed towards the jacket that Kurt had been eyeing earlier.
~Klaine~
"I don't know about you, but I'm starving!" Cameron announced as they left their last store.
"Oh, uh... is it dinner time already?" Kurt asked shocked, he hadn't even realized how long they had been shopping.
"Uh, yeah! Past actually!" Cameron said glancing at his phone as they walked towards the food court.
"Oh, okay food then!" Kurt said with fake enthusiasm.
~Klaine~
"I'll have a chicken Panini please," Cameron said to the bored looking man behind the counter, "And he'll have a..." he trailed off looking at Kurt expectantly.
"Oh! Um... I'll just have a house salad, no dressing," Kurt said shyly.
"That'll be $12.83 please," the man said in monotone voice.
Kurt had just pulled out his wallet when Cameron pushed his hands back down, handing the man his credit card, "Please, this trip was my idea, so the least I could do is pay for dinner!"
Kurt sighed, shoving his wallet back into his pocket. The pair stepped to the side to wait for their food, before finding an empty table and sitting down.
"So tell me about yourself," Cameron said when they had both sat down and began to eat.
"Oh, uh..." Kurt mumbled awkwardly looking down at his lap. He had hoped no one would take enough interest in him to ask anything like this, he wasn't ready to tell anyone what exactly happened to him. He still hadn't quite accepted it yet himself.
"Nothing big, just little things like... hobbies, or favorite songs, favorite books, ya know, just your interests," Cameron supplied, noticing Kurt's awkwardness.
"Well, I like reading a lot, and music is my life, favorites though... hm... I don't know... I never really thought about it before..." He glanced up nervously.
"Oh I know! I mean I, myself, am not an avid reader, but music! Gosh! Nothing's better than listening to-and singing- music!" Cameron said, thrilled that his new friend- they were friends, right?- shared his passion for music.
"Yeah..." Kurt agreed with a shy smile.
"Do you like musicals? I think I'd have to say Wicked is my favorite," Cameron pressed, eager to learn more about Kurt.
"Wicked?" Kurt asked confused.
Cameron paused, shocked. "Please tell me you know what Wicked is!"
"N-no?" Kurt visibly shrunk further into his seat, obviously trying to draw as little attention to himself as possible. He didn't think that there had been anything wrong with asking what this Wicked thing was, but obviously he was wrong. He mentally smacked himself, he should know better by now not to assume anything.
"I-I'm sorry," Kurt quickly amended hopping it would be left at that.
Cameron seemed to pick up on his sudden mood change, so he quickly tried to explain himself. "Oh, Kurt. I didn't mean it that way, I just like meant like 'You haven't seen it? Really? I thought it was really popular!' kind of way."
Kurt didn't make any sign of acknowledgement, but responded quietly after a moment, "I've only ever seen Phantom..." It was the only musical he had ever seen, and he loved it.
"Phantom of the Opera? Oh ! I love that one too! Wicked, Phantom, and Rent are my all-time favorites!" Cameron said happily, he was already planning out a marathon night where he could catch Kurt up on all the need-to-see musicals.
They –mainly Cameron- talked for a bit more till Cameron had finished his Panini, and Kurt had finished most of his salad.
"Wow, that was really good, I'll have to come back here again sometime, you done?"
"Yeah, let's head back to Dalton, I have some homework I want to get started on," Kurt said as they gathered their trash.
Kurt had barely let go of his tray when Cameron had a grip on his arm pulling him back to where they had parked.
~Klaine~
"Guys. Guys! Guys!" Blaine yelled trying to get the Warblers' attention.
Everyone finally quieted down and looked at their usually calm and collected soloist.
"I. Will. Ask. Him. Tomorrow." He ground out, desperately attempting to keep his anger in check.
"Bu-" Wes began.
"Wes! For God's sake it was his first day! He will be exhausted, plus he will have homework and make-up work! Also he is shy enough already, without me attacking him on his first day!" Blaine yelled, he really needed to get away from these boys *cough*Wes*cough* before he got really ugly.
"I know, but don't you thi-" Wes began again.
The older Warblers winced in sympathy. They knew Wes was really pushing it, and when Blaine lost it. It. Was. Scary.
"Tomorrow. Wes," Blaine growled before he turned on his heal and stormed out of the room.
"You pushed this way too far Wes!" David scolded.
"I know." Wes sighed.
"Let's just hope it wasn't too far." David said shaking his head, "Let's just hope."
A.N.
So what'd I tell ya? Sucks right?
Okay and for some reason every time I saw the lines in there where it would be like Cameron sat "on the edge of the bed" or something like that I couldn't help but get Edge of Glory stuck in my head...
Anyway so Review! I know I don't really deserve it but.. pwease? *Blaine-puppy-dog-eyes*
Oh and by the way from now on I made a new Tumblr with news about the stories and how long till there posted, new stories, crap like that... no promises how often I will actually post stuff on there... but the link is in my profile for anyone who is interested :)
Thank you for suffering through this with me!
~ thepurpleseal