Title: Nightfall's Melody
Rating: T
Warning: M/M slash
Chapter: (3) Incident
Disclaimer: I own neither Glee nor Twilight.
Spoiler: Twilight chapter 3
Author: WWSE
Thoughts
"Singing"
Phone
Email or Text
"Talking"
Edward ran through the forest, Carlisle by his side. He had decided that keeping on top of his feeding should help his cravings for the young delicious morsel that is Kurt Hummel under control. He mustn't let it gain even a centimeter on him or he may cave, to one desire or the other, as both were just as equally strong. He thought that his craving for the boy's body was even more so when he had talked to him earlier in the day.
Kurt was the most ravishing creature Edward had ever beheld. Thinking back Edward wanted to run his hair through the brunette perfectly styled locks, he wanted to pick that lithe muscular build up and hug him close, relishing in the soft heat emanating from his form. He wanted to gaze into those hard eyes till they softened, wanted to kiss those pink lips till they were bruised and shaded to the color of a rose, and most of all he wanted Kurt to writhe beneath him panting in want and need.
Why? Why do I think of him in such wrong terms. He is male, being attracted to a male is wrong yes?
"Edward," Carlisle called him to a stop.
Turning back and looking at his father, "Yes?"
"When you told me you were leaving, I supported it because you had said that Kurt's blood sang to your beast and your need for sustenance. You did not tell me the full story." Carlisle watched Edward, his son freezing like a deer caught in the headlights. "Charlie came to see me last week just before you got back; Kurt had told him of the incident."
"W-what did he say?" Edward whispered.
"That Kurt had a panic attack Friday from the stress you are causing him on top of the loss of his father. That your harshness towards him caused a flashback of sorts and reminded Kurt of a bully he had at his previous school."
That's why he was so defensive, why he shut down after talking to me.
"Charlie had said that what triggered it was the way you looked at Kurt. It was in a similar manner that the bully had. The bully was found to be homosexual in his orientation. He had a crush on Kurt and hated him for how he made him feel." Carlisle grabbed Edward's shoulder, "Son do you have feelings for Kurt? It is okay if you do. I and the rest of the family will accept you as you are."
"Carlisle. . . I have urges toward him, urges that I shouldn't have toward a male, a human male."
"No Edward I think you're finally taking a step in the right direction, the direction of finding you a mate."
"Carlisle. . ."
"Edward, if what you are feeling turns into affection and love, protectiveness and possessiveness, there is nothing wrong with that. Did you ever have a problem with Stevens the nomad and Erik his mate."
"No they suited one another. . ." Edward gave a brief smile. "It is just that I never thought that I would find an interest in men."
"Maybe it's not men you find attractive, maybe it is just Kurt." Carlisle gazed at him as he spoke, knowing he was correct in his assumption.
Edward pondered this for a moment. Maybe Carlisle was right, he looked away wishing not for the first time he could not hear his Sire's thoughts on this particular subject.
~~~Nightfall's Melody~~~
Kurt woke with a start groaning into his pillow. Charlie had rushed into the room, hearing Kurt scream just before waking.
"Kurt. Kurt are you okay?"
"Just a dream Uncle Charlie, of my Dad, it was when he was in the hospital, when the heart monitor going flat." Kurt said his voice a little higher than normal.
"Oh. . . Do you need anything?" Charlie shuffled his feet unsure of exactly what he could do to comfort this hurting boy.
"No I am fine."
Charlie turned and headed out the door, "You go back to sleep then, you have about two more hours before you need to get up."
Kurt nodded laying his head down and dozing off after a few moments, too tired to even think of staying awake and fretting his dream.
When Kurt woke again it was to his alarm on his phone to the song: 'Wake Me Up (Before You Go Go)' by Wham!. Shutting the alarm off he sat up. Groggily getting out of bed he yawned. Opening his eyes a bit more he noticed that the light filtering through the window was a less green. Walking over he gasped in awe, like he did every time he had seen snow. It blanketed everything, the trees, the yard, the bed of his truck, though he did notice that his window was defrosted and moved from its previous spot. Charlie must have done that for him.
He smiled as he turned to his closet, the perfect outfit in mind. He grabbed his white pea coat and his sheer striped knit sweater. Turning to his dresser he pulled out his tight pink tank, his black knit fingerless gloves, and his black skinny jeans that made his butt look delectable. He topped the look off with his flat blue suede shoes, his black cadet cap, and a patterned scarf. He did his morning ritual before putting the clothes on and headed out the front door grabbing an apple on the way.
When he arrived at school the parking lot was mostly full, he pulled into a spot and huffed. School wouldn't start for a while yet so he got out of the car putting his headphones in and hit shuffle.
"I Survived A Dreadful Accident
In The Car Crash Of The Century
My Shattered Hopes Collapsed On Cold Cement
But In The Back Of The Ambulance,
I'd Never Felt So Content"
Humming along with the verse he smiled and leaned against the tail of his truck. Looking up he began to sing, "A high-speed collision gave a new sense of sight to me, and now my vision can render this scene," he saw Edward five cars over staring at him, "A blurry image of wreckage and roadside debris, happiness returned to me through a grave emergency."
Connecting eyes with him Kurt noticed that Edward hefted himself off the side of the vehicle and began to walk towards him.
"I Tossed and Turned In Sterile Apathy
Until The Violets Arrived For Me
The Bouquet Burst and Blossoms Filled The Room
And The Place Got Smaller
As They Grew Taller
And Taught Me to Bloom"
The song played on.
That's when he heard it. A screech played throughout the parking lot and everyone seemed to have frozen. After that heart wrenching sound Kurt saw Edward's head whip around, Kurt's gaze following his. The screeching was Tyler's van. . . Barreling straight at him.
Kurt froze, his iPod falling from limp fingers as the van careened closer. Then something solid hit him from the side, he fell, hitting his head first against the truck then the blacktop. Kurt knew he should have closed his eyes so he wouldn't have to face his oncoming death but instead they were wide open and took in everything.
The van curled around the tail of his truck, but wasn't done yet as it flew at him intent on crushing him fully either wanting to kill him outright or at least crush him and his dreams of ever being on Broadway.
His iPod played on the ear buds firmly still in place:
"A High-speed Collision Gave a New Sense of Sight To Me
And Now My Vision Can Render This Scene
A Blurry Image of Wreckage and Roadside Debris
Happiness Returned To Me
Happiness Returned To Me
Happiness Returned To Me through A Grave Emergency"
He listened; realizing that it was the end of the song, as his end never came. Two white hands shoot forward catching the van. Kurt winced sure that the arms would be crushed. He curled into the solid form above him. (When did that get there?) The arms weren't crushed though they held firm pushing the van away.
Looking up he peeked at the face above him. It was Edward, Edward Cullen, the very same Edward Cullen that was way too far away to get to him in time. He had to have been moving at light speed, because that was how fast the whole crash seems to have happened. Edward swore, as he dropped the van beside Kurt and glared at the hunk of metal.
"You were over there, by your car," Kurt supplied wide eyed and unseeing.
"No I was right beside you." Edward said his stubborn voice out in full force.
Kurt clutched to him, unwilling to let go. It seemed that the whole parking lot had crowded around the vehicles and sirens could be heard at a distance.
Charlie was the first on scene, the paramedic's only seconds behind him, the firefighters after that.
Edward and Kurt had to wait for the firefighters to cut the van away from them as it had curled around them and into a cocoon. When they finally got the van away Kurt was still clutching Edward and wasn't letting go. When both the paramedics and Edward tried to get him to release him Kurt's vision got blurry while his hold gotten stronger.
"No, no," Kurt cried, "I can't, I can't," he began to hyperventilate. Charlie stepped in telling to leave Kurt be, so Edward carried Kurt to the ambulance riding in back with him still clutched to his chest on the gurney.
"Kurt calm down, shhh. . . It's all right now, it's all right." Kurt vaguely heard as Edward spoke to him.
I can't handle this. The hysterical boy's heart slowed but only so much, as he was still stuck in his panic.
Kurt, must protect Kurt, but how? He isn't responding. I can't calm him down, how do I calm him down? Edward thought.
When they got to the hospital, Kurt finally calmed but only after Dr. Cullen injected a syringe into his arm making him just a tad drowsy. His vision blacked out, the last thing he remembered from that morning was a worried Edward standing over him as they lay him down on the bed.
Kurt woke just before six that evening, Charlie sitting in the chair next to his bed asleep.
"Hey," a voice sounded throughout the room. Startled Kurt looked around, there standing his back leaning against the wall was Edward.
"Hey," Kurt's voice was higher than normal. There was a moment of silence as the assessed each other.
"You were across the lot, you weren't close enough." Kurt said.
"I was right next to you," Edward responded voice forced.
"No you weren't, but I will let you keep your secret for now. People have secrets for a reason; yours just involve super speed and strength."
Edward glared, not liking the idea of Kurt being so suspicious even though he was letting it go for the moment. He knew that he hadn't heard the last of it.
"I hate hospitals, when can I leave?"
"Soon I think. When you were asleep they took you to run tests, nothing was wrong so my father said once you woke he would start the discharge process." Edward supplied. "I shall go get him."
Edward disappeared for the rest of the day though Carlisle did come immediately to let Kurt go with Charlie, giving instructions for how to treat the headache and a slip excusing Kurt from school for a few days if he chooses to stay home, along with a few anxiety pills.
That night when he got home he didn't do his usual nightly routine and instead just changed into one of his father's shirts and a pair of his favorite shorts before laying his head on his pillow and immediately falling asleep. For the first time dreaming of something other than his bully or his father's last moments, instead he had dreamed of Edward.
~~~Nightfall's Melody~~~
Edward clutched the sill of the window to the boy of his desires bedroom. He was just there to look, just the to check up on him. He knew he should leave. Leave Kurt to his live a normal life, one that he wouldn't be exposed to the monster that was himself. He silently opened the window and placed the fallen iPod from earlier on the desk turning to leave.
"Edward," was whispered.
Edward froze, turning to face Kurt listening. His heartbeat was still steady, his breathing slow and deep. Kurt was still asleep.
Asleep and dreaming of him.
Edward couldn't bring himself to leave now, his attention caught. He crouched down on the swivel chair in the corner and hunkered down for a night of Kurt watching.
~~~Nightfall's Melody~~~
Reference to the Song: "Wake Me Up (Before You Go Go) - Wham!
Songs Quoted:
1) "Hospital Flowers" - Owl City
Author's note: I would like to say that I am sorry it is so short but right now I am following the outlines in the chapters of Twilight, using the big scenes for my story. Also I would like to think those of you that reviewed it got my butt in gear to get more chapters out. I also need to inform you that it might be a little while till my next update, though not too long (I hope. . .), because I won't have access to a computer to type the chapters up.