Written in Carson's point of view
When I got back from a painful drive home I looked at the clock and saw that it was one o'clock in the afternoon. It was still lunch at McKinley so I phoned Malerie and told her that writers club was cancelled today. Actually, it's good that I don't have to hear Malerie ramble on about some book that she copied in her handwriting. I called the rest of the members and was answered with a "Piss off" from Vicki. A "Sure, dude." from Dwayne, who seemed like he was high on some type of shit. And a "I love America." From Emilio. They are still all shit-wads.
I knew Kurt would be back from Dalton at four in the afternoon, so I had plenty of time to sort out myself. I went into our joint en-suite bathroom to look for medicine to stop the pain. I looked behind the mirror that Kurt loves so much and found some medicine we had for emergencies. I took the right amount and looked in the body length mirror. I saw a long, red bruise running up the middle of my back. It was across the whole height of my back. I didn't know what would do that, probably the bottom of dumpster. I took medicine that made me sleepy, so I put on a pajama top on quickly and slipped in our bed, falling asleep not long later.
Time Change (3 hours)
I was awake by now. I was sitting on our bed, completing the school newspaper for the next day. The medicine worked, but it obviously wouldn't make the bruise disappear which would make it harder to keep it away from Kurt, or from anyone in gym. Crap. Kurt. Kurt didn't know that I was being tormented, well I don't think so.
"Is anyone there?" I heard a high voice ask from downstairs.
"I am." I shouted back to him.
I heard fast thumping from the stairs, and saw our door fling open.
"Are you alright Carson?" Kurt asked me. "You have writer's club. You are always there."
"I'm alright Kurt." I said. " I just decided to take a break, I have had a long day."
"No one's giving you crap are they, be-be-because I can get Santana to go all lima heights." Kurt stuttered, taking fast.
"It's okay Kurt, i'm okay." I told him, wrapping him in a hug, and hissing quietly when he touched my back. He quickly retreated after hugging me, with a concerned look on his face.
"No you're not, I heard you hiss." He said. Oh no I thought, what should I say? He ran out the room calling for Finn, who came home whilst I was sleeping.
I walked out our room and strolled to Finn's, where a heated conversation was going on.
"Finn, seriously what happened?" Kurt said, not noticing me. He was facing away from me, but I could see a dark shade of red raise up from the back of his neck.
"I told you Kurt I don't know!" Finn said lying. Finn saw me behind Kurt and didn't say anything.
"Finn please I know something is wrong with Carson! Was he at school today?" Kurt asked.
"Kurt calm down." I said to Kurt, hugging him from behind.
"Carson, I swear if you don't tell me." Kurt threatened. Kurt turned around and I saw his pure red face, with betrayal in his eyes.
"Kurt, come on you're going to have a panic attack if you down calm down." I pleaded Kurt. Finn looked at me strangely, probably because he has never seen me not pissed off.
"Carson tell me now!" Kurt shouted, his voice highering every word. It was lucky that Carol and my father wasn't here right now, because Kurt would be in a lot of trouble.
"In our room." I said, looking back at Finn, who looked like someone died in front of him. I dragged Kurt into our room. Kurt was glaring daggers into me and Finn.
Once we had reached our room, Kurt pushed me into the wall getting very close. I breathed out quickly with pain.
"Carson, tell me now." Kurt said.
"Pl-le-ease get off me!" I shouted at Kurt. I pushed him off me and pushed him on the bed with force.
"Carson-" Kurt started, looking terrified. He knew what I would do if I was angry.
I straddled him onto the bed, pushing down on his shoulders.
"Carson please, I'm sorry." Kurt said to me.
"Don't shout at me." I said, with my voice cracking from the pain of me moving my back up. I fell to the left of Kurt, shuddering from the pain of my back.
"Carson, let me help you." Kurt said, pulling me into a hug.
"I'm so sorry Kurt." I said to Kurt, not letting myself cry, not in front of him.
"Carson, tell me what happened ok." Kurt said.
"I left school today." I started. "Wait, don't tell dad, please."
"Ok, just tell me Carson."
I told Kurt slowly. He took it well, and promised me that he wouldn't tell a soul.
"Kurt, Carson, Finn it is tea soon, ok." I heard our father say. We all replied in unison.
We walked down the stairs, with Finn behind us, caught up on a conversation with Puck on his phone.
"Finn, can you put the phone down?" Carol said.
"Ok, bye Puck." Finn said into the phone. He put it down and we all started dinner. Me and Kurt sat next to each other as usual, our father and Carol sitting opposite us, and Finn sat on the end of the table.
"You alright Carson?" Carol said.
"Yeah." I said.
"Good, so Kurt what do you do at Dalton?" Carol asked Kurt.
I zoned out of the conversation, finishing my tea. As Kurt stood up, I stood up with him and brought my dishes to the dishwasher.
Time Change
"Carson?" I turned around from my wardrobe. "Can I see it?" Kurt asked
"Oh.. Ok." I said.
I sat down in front of Kurt, who slowly pulled up my t-shirt.
"Carson…. It may hurt but we need to put ice on lt." Kurt said, standing up from our bed.
"No, no Kurt. Dad will know if you go and get ice." I said.
"I will be quick, just trust me Carson."
"Okay." I agreed reluctantly.
I sat in darkness, waiting for Kurt to get back. I sat in my pajama trousers that Kurt pleaded me to buy.
"Carson, honey." Kurt said in the doorway, letting a slit of light get in.
"I'm here Kurt." I said from my position on the bed. I was sat up against my pillows.
Kurt walked over to me and told me to lay on my stomach, which I did so.
"Are you ok now?" Kurt asked from behind me. I could feel him sit on top on my ass, which I was fine with because it was comfortable for Kurt.
"Yeah, I'm fine." I answered, putting my head on the pillows. I heard our father shout something and Carol agreeing from downstairs, so I guess they where watching a football match. Kurt stood off me and closed the door, blocking out any noise, and then sat back down on me.
"This may hurt a bit, but it would make you better faster." Kurt said. I felt him move slightly and then move forward a bit.
He placed a small ice cube on the bottom of my neck, and moved it down slowly. As it reached the bruise I swore quietly. He carried on moving the icecube around the bruise, soothing it.
Character Change ( Kurt )
I sat above Carson, and reached for a icecube, which was waiting on a tray I brought to our room.
I placed in on the bottom of his neck, and moved down slowly. As I reached the angry bruise I stopped slightly and carried on, waiting for Carson's answer. I heard a muffled swear and silence.
"Carson, are you ok?" I asked him, taking the icecube off him.
"No, no carry on, this is amazing." Carson said, reaching behind him to reach for my hand.
I put the icecube back on the tray and fell on top of Carson gently.
"Carson, I love you." I said into his neck.
"I-I love you too Kurt, more than anything." Carson said.
I sat back up and placed my hands on his shoulder blades, and started to kneed them.
"Ahh Kurt." Carson breathed.
"Relax Carson, you need this." I whispered to him.
"Ahh- okay." Carson said.
I moved my hands up to his neck, and pressed down slightly. Carson moved beneath me, urging me to move my hands. I moved my hands to his arms and massaged both at the same time. Carson moaned beneath me when I moved my hand back up the side of his neck and kneaded slowly.
Once I was finished I fell to the side of him, moving the tray away. Carson turned to face me. Carson's eyes were clouded, and his mouth was slightly open.
"I love you, Kurt." Carson said.
Thanks for reading! Next chapter will start exactly from here. So.. yeah that's it. Have a good day guys!
