Sorry for the long update (again). I've been having hiatuses and writers' block and all that bad stuff. Either way I'm going to rush and get this finished to prepared for a endless stream of updates (hopefully 'cause I wanna start another Glee fiction). Oh and Happy Easter!


Hospital, Karofsky's room/No POV

After school, there were a string of visitors that Dave had gotten. His parents stayed the longest, followed by his best friend Azimio and some other random football players. He was even surprised when the Gleeks Finn, Puck, Artie, Sam and Mike visited. Not all at the same time but it was still surprising. What even shocked him more was the lone visit from Kurt Hummel. Karofsky was resting his eyes, the drugs making him really tired and sleepy. He heard footsteps slowly come over to the edge of the bed and then make its way slowly over to the chair beside him. Karofsky opened his eyes then and turned his head slightly. Brown eyes met blue-green ones and his heart stopped momentarily, recognizing those eyes. "What are you doing here Hummel? And where's prissy-boy." He still wore his Dalton blazer.

"His name is Blaine and he's not here." Kurt replied, completely bypassing the first question.

Karofsky didn't miss a beat. "That still doesn't answer my first question Hummel."

Pause.

"Fine." Kurt said suddenly and quickly. "I came here because I wanted to make sure this second chance thing didn't go to your head."

"And what is that supposed to mean?"

"Don't think that because I gave you a second chance doesn't mean that there will be anything between us. Ever."

"You don't think I know that? Hummel, you freaking look at Dalton gay like he's your whole world. Like if he isn't there you might fall flat on your face or some shit like that. You don't think I know that? For Christ sakes, I'm not going to make a move on you 'cause that just worked so well the last two times."

Kurt remained silent. He sighed, got up and walked over to the window. Kurt looked out from it. Karofsky was lucky enough to get a room at the front of the hospital. You can see the parking lot and the well size garden that decorates the front to the hospital. With a small river running through it, waterfalls, lilies, roses and shrubs. It was picturesque. Though Kurt doubted Karofsky even cared about the view. "There's another reason why I came here Karofsky." Karofsky remained silent as he continued to watch Kurt by the window. Kurt stayed where he was at, as if frozen in time, as he continued. "I… I'm going back to McKinley."

"Say what?"

"I'm going back." Kurt finally turned.

"Why?" Karofsky couldn't help but ask.

"Money mostly. The funds from my father's and Carole's supposed-to-be-honeymoon is running out and we can't afford Dalton anymore. I have about two weeks left before I transfer back."

Karofsky nodded slowly. "Why tell me this?"

Kurt sighed. "I need your help."

"For?"

"I need to break it to Blaine but… I'm scared."

"Okay, why didn't you go to someone else for this?" Karofsky was starting to feel mentally tired. Why was Hummel coming to him for this? What can he possible do?

"You said you wanted a second chance at a friendship, this is what friends do. They help each other in stuff like this. I need your help to put my transferring into words that won't hurt Blaine."

Karofsky groaned and ran a hand through his short hair. "I... I don't know how to do this?"

"What? Be friends with me or help me?"

"Help you." Karofsky snapped, a little saddened by the fact Kurt even said that he didn't know how to be friends with him. "Get some Glee girl to help you. Get a song or something…"

"I was going to sing it to him. I just need a song."

"I don't know. YouTube it or something."

"You're a bunch of help." Kurt mumbled as he walked back over to the chair and sat in it.

"Well I'm that I don't know a lot of songs." Kurt only shook his head. Karofsky settled his head on his pillow and closed his eyes. He started to think of every song he's ever heard that's about saying goodbye or leaving. Sadly every song that came up was about breakup and that wouldn't be good. Or would it? Karofsky thought sadistically. If they were to break up, you might be able to get a chance. Karofsky pushed those thoughts out of his head. He wasn't going to do that to him. Not when their forming friendship was hanging by a rope anyways. Suddenly he remembered this song that his mother loves, from the 80's or whatever. Done by a not-so-well-known artist. He opened his eyes and pointed a finger towards the bedside table. "Could you hand me my cell? I have a song in mind buy I need to call my mother for it." Kurt turned his head and saw the said cell phone. He picked up the Verizon and handed it over to Karofsky silently. The jock punched in the numbers and placed the phone to his ear.

"David, what's wrong hon?" His mother automatically said.

"Nothing mom." Pause. "Hey what's the name of that song you like? From the 80's that has something to do with leaving and it's with friends or whatever. By that one guy."

"That's helpful dear." His mother mumbled. Nonetheless he could hear his mother's mumblings while she thought to herself. "Um… I want to say… Farewell by Raymond Lauchengco? Is that the song?"

"I guess."

"Okay. Why do you need to know?"

"It's no big deal. Talk to you later."

"All right hon. Bye."

"Bye mom." Karofsky hanged up the phone and gave the phone back to Kurt who placed it back on the table.

"What did she say?" The smaller boy asked.

"She said Farewell by Raymond Lunchenigo or something like that."

Kurt pulled out his phone and connected to the internet. Typing in the song in Google the correct spelling came up. Kurt chuckled softly. "Lauchengco. It's Lauchengco Karofsky."

"Whatever."

Kurt pulled up the lyrics and started to read them over. A small smile crept upon his face. "This is great. It's perfect."

"Glad to help." Karofsky mumbled.

"Thanks Karofsky." He looked at the time on his phone. "Well I have to go. It's an almost two hour drive back and Blaine will figure out that I'm not at Dalton." Suddenly the phone in his hand started to ring. Kurt looked down at his phone. His smile grew. "Speak of the devil." Looking at Karofsky and standing at the same time he said goodbye. "Thanks again Karofsky."

"Yeah whatever."

Kurt picked up the phone and started to walk out. "Hey Blaine. No I'm fine." As he left the room he chuckled and then disappeared down the hall. Karofsky sat in silence. He tossed himself over and decided to fall asleep since his headache was torturing him.

Dalton/Blaine

After realizing that Kurt was nowhere on the Dalton grounds I started to freak. Well not really freak, I was worried. He could be hurt somewhere. He ran out of our last class so quickly it brought up questions but I let it slip. I went to his room about an hour after classes ended to "study" and he wasn't there. That was really when I started to worry. He never misses a study date. Never. Never ever. I went on a search for him, asking David and Wes if they've seen him but no dice. It was hour three that Kurt has gone missing when I called him. In retrospect I should have called him before but I was so sure that I would have been able to find him. The phone started to ring and I started to beg to sweet Jesus that he wasn't hurt somewhere. It almost went into voicemail when he picked up. "Hey Blaine."

"Kurt, are you all right? Are you hurt?" The words tumbled out of my mouth.

"No I'm fine." He chuckled out.

I exhaled deeply. "God Kurt. You scared the crap out of me. You went missing over here and I thought you were dead somewhere."

He chuckled again. "No, Blaine honey, I'm fine. I was just coming to Lima for a bit."

"Oh." Oh indeed. "Why didn't you ask me to come along? You know I would have."

"Yeah but it was really a sole mission kind of thing." In the background I heard the sounds of an elevator. My stomach flipped. Where is he? The question popped in my but I already had an idea of where he is. "Either way I'm heading back now. Sorry I missed our date. I was thinking about texting you and postponing it but I'm not the one to text and drive and I was in a hurry."

"Why were you in a hurry? Where are you?" I immediately regretted that. My voice sounded as if I was accusing him of something. And I was.

A pause. "I'm at the hospital."

"Why? To visit Karofsky?" I felt a pang of jealously come out. Why did I feel jealous? There was no way in hell Kurt would ever go to him.

"Yes. It was just a quick visit." Pause. "I can't visit him now can I?"

"It's not that." I countered. "I just… I don't feel comfortable knowing you went there by yourself."

"Come on Blaine. I did give him a second chance to be friends. And friends visit each other when they're in the hospital."

"I just…"

"Listen, I'm going to drive now so I'm gonna hang up. Talk to you later."

"All right. See you later."

"Bye."

"Love you." I blurted out.

Pause. "I love you too." The phone hanged up and I stood still, the phone still pressed to my ear.


Well that's chapter 4. Jealously is coming up between both boys (Blaine and Karofsky) huh. Poor Kurt. He's like the rope in between two dogs playing tug-of-war. Please review.