Kurt stood there looking to the jock in front of him, not believing what he just heard. Millions of thoughts crossed his mind when he heard the words forgiveness coming from Puck. Those words and the jock did not match. At all. They were complete opposites and Kurt never thought he was going to be alive to hear them. "Is this some prank you are trying to pull?" The male diva asked, feeling his heart beating faster and faster by the minute. He could swear he was going to die. Why was this happening to him? It wasn't fair. Puck shook his head and continued looking to the smaller man who looked like he was about to scream for help or maybe worst, if that was possible. "No. It's not a joke!" He assured but the only thing Kurt did was stare at him, not believing a word he heard. Puck honestly was starting to get rather desperate but he tried his best to remain his 'cool' self. After all, he was a stud. And studs did not knew what was to get nervous. They were confident about themselves and everything would be like they wanted to be. Without thinking twice he grabbed Kurt's left hand, making the smaller whimper in pain. The grip was too strong for him, and it seemed the more Kurt fought, the worst it got. He didn't want Puck to touch him. He wanted him to leave him alone! He couldn't believe that not even sick he would have a moment of peace. It seemed that it would be worst than it already was when he was in school. "If this is your way for you to apologize, I hate to say it, but you are fucking everything up!" Hearing this, Puck could feel his blood boil, and instead of letting go, he pressed the smaller on the wall with more strength he initially thought of using.
Before Kurt could say anything, the front door opened and his mind went blank. "Kurt are you..." He couldn't believe it. Of everyone who lived in that house, it HAD to be Finn finding him like that. He couldn't believe it. It was bad enough Puck was there, almost forcing him to accept his suppose apologies, and now his step-brother had to see everything. Why was life being so cruel to him? It wasn't fair. He wasn't a bad person! Bitchy? Yes, but bad? No. He couldn't even hurt a fly, but even like that, he felt like he was being punished by something he did. He never wanted to show how weak he was, but Puck had a strange power. A power that brought every single weakness in him that made Kurt hopeless and the only thing he could do was cry. Kurt looked to Finn from the corner of his eyes and he saw his stepbrother's face become red in anger."Puck? What the hell are you doing?" Finn asked, beyond shocked. He didn't even allowed his best friend to speak. He pushed him away from Kurt and got closer to his stepbrother and didn't even allowed Puck to look straight into Kurt's eyes. "What are you doing here?" Puck asked, not answering Finn's question. " allowed me to skip Spanish so I could check on Kurt.." Finn made a pause and within seconds, he saw Kurt's wrist and saw how red they were, all because of Puck. "Dude, what the hell? He doesn't go to school for a day and you get that bored that you've to come to our house to bully him?"
"That is not why I'm here!" Puck said, defending himself but Finn didn't believe it. Why would his best friend come to his house and do what he did to Kurt? The only explanation was that Puck went insane and couldn't control himself. "It's not? Puck, you're mental! You didn't saw him in school so you came all the way here! You get off by hurting Kurt!" Puck didn't say a thing. He refused to agree with those words. He knew Finn was probably right, but he didn't say a thing. He never realized how bad it sounded once it was out there. So he got an incredible high when he did those things to Kurt. It's not like he was the only one. Karofsky was exactly the same...Oh god. What was he doing? He was comparing himself with that guy? With that nasty excuse of a human being? What was wrong with him? "I don't!" Was all Puck could say. Finn was fighting the urge to hit the man in front of him. He really was and before he could talk, he felt a gentle hand on his right arm. He looked down and he saw Kurt, with his face flushed, possibly because of the fever and Finn could see Kurt was trying his best to smile, or do something remotely close. Puck started biting his lower lip. He didn't know why but the scene in front of him was making his blood boil and he just felt like breaking everything around him and for the first time in his life, he felt like hurting Finn. Hurt him really bad. "Thanks for checking on me...You can go now..." Kurt said, his voice a mere whisper and his stepbrother just raised a brow, not sure if he should leave. He knew would understand if he skipped the rest of the school day. He didn't have to go back there, he could stay.
Kurt looked to Puck who felt a cold shiver travel down his body. He didn't say a word. He just saw Finn taking a deep breath and then stare at him. "You've 3minutes Puck. After that, you're coming to school with me!" Not saying anything else, the taller of the three left the house and stood outside waiting for his suppose best friend. An awkward silence took over the other two and they just continued starting at each other. Puck didn't know why, but he just started laughing and looked to the fashionista who was more confused than anything. "The prince charming came to the princess rescue. Of course." He said, his laughter disappearing and being replaced with a serious face and an intense glare. "And I am, like always, the bad guy. The one who would probably kill you if the perfect knight in shiny armor didn't came!" Puck was on the verge of screaming, and Kurt just looked at him. What could he say? Finn was indeed his knight in shinning armor and if it wasn't for him...he didn't want to imagine what could have happened to him if his stepbrother hadn't come. It would be a complete nightmare and he didn't wanted to cry anymore. He was so tired of crying because of Puck...it was always because of Puck. The reason why he cried, the reason he was scared to walk alone at night, the reason he felt like he couldn't trust anyone besides his father. He couldn't trust Mercedes anymore, and that was insane! Before he trusted Mercedes with everything, but now, he couldn't even face her and tell her what was bothering him so much. All because of Puck!
"I don't know why I do what I do! I don't know why I get off with all of this! I just do!" Puck said and Kurt had to admit he appreciated the honesty, but that didn't make things better at all. It was a big step for Puck to say those things, but at the same time, it could be all a lie and when he got back to school the jock would hurt him again and would pretend he didn't say a thing. "Why should I believe you?" Kurt asked and Puck looked at him. He didn't know why, but those words made his heart stop. So Kurt didn't believe him. He didn't believe him at all, and it was all his fault. If he didn't messed up all of those years, this wouldn't be so hard. This, wouldn't even happen! They would probably tolerate each other and who knew, they could have been friends? "You shouldn't...but you could." Puck said, not even realizing what he just said. He just saw Kurt looking down his fingers and then up to him. Was he thinking about it? Was he possibly considering on forgiving Puck? Just the idea made the Jock feel something inside of him, he didn't know what it was.
"I don't know if I can Puck...You don't have any idea what I went through because of you! You don't know how many times I cried at night because of you, you don't even know that because of you I'm scared of my shadow!" Kurt didn't even realized what he just said. He would never admit that to no one, especially to someone like Puck, the reason of his unhappiness. Puck, hearing all of this just looked down to his feet and didn't said a word. Was he really that cruel? Was he really such a bastard? "You laughed when you threw me to the dumpster for the first time! You call me names at least 10 times a day and I'm pretty sure it was you who placed a dead rat on my locker!" Kurt said, horrible memories coming back to live to him, and the more he thought about them, the worst he felt. He was sure the 3minutes had ended a long time ago. Finn was probably being distracted by something like always. The guy was sweet and charming, but he couldn't focus on anything for more than a couple of seconds. Kurt was surprised Finn managed to keep a serious face while talking to Puck. "Can't you just forget about those things?"
Puck asked and Kurt looked at him. "No...Never. You hurt me too much...and no matter how you compare yourself to Finn..." Kurt made a pause and looked straight into those hazel eyes that made him feel something inside that he wasn't sure if it was good or bad. It just made him shiver from head to toe and lose his sanity. "...He was truly sorry and he made up to me! He said he would protect me in front of everyone at ours parents wedding! Knowing you, I know you would never do something like that. Knowing you, I know your words wouldn't mean anything!" It hurt. Puck didn't know why but it hurt. Hearing Kurt speak like that, not believing anything he said, reminded him of..his mother. It was exactly like her, except that Kurt wasn't drunk and knew what he was saying. Why did everyone doubted him? Why did everyone hated him so much? Why did everyone wanted to make him feel so inferior? "...but for some reason, for some stupid, idiotic reason...I don't hate you as much I want, as much I need to!" Puck looked to Kurt and saw the smaller man shacking but Puck could see beyond the mask. He could see Kurt was scared and ready to cry. He got closer and grabbed the male diva's hand and pulled him just a little closer. Close enough to Puck see those blue eyes that always made him feel so angry, so pissed. "...I know I deserve your hate..but Please, don't." Kurt looked to their hands and took a deep breath. He was feeling his heart hurting so much and he didn't know what to say or do to make things better. "...I have to hate you Puck...otherwise, I'll go insane."