Author's note: Anybody out there? Thank you to all my followers and reviews! You guys Rock! Here is Chapter 9. Bold: Kurt singing. Italicized: Blaine singing. Well, I think that's all… so here we go again. Read, review, and of course enjoy! Love yall! 3.
Beep! Beep! Beep! "Uggg." I groaned as I slapped my alarm clock. I rolled out of bed and pulled on my work jeans and tiptoed down the stairs to feed the horses before Church. I grabbed the hay bales and dumped them into the feeders and filled the water troughs out of the hose. I walked back in the house and knocked on Kurt's door. His alarm was supposed to have gone off 10 minutes ago. The door flung open. "Good Morning Blaine!" said a chipper Kurt. "Shh, I was just making sure you were up. I'm gonna go shower and change. I smell like horses and well water." I griped. "You fed the horses without me. I thought I was supposed to help?" he asked. "Nah, I got it this morning. But, school mornings there is no way on earth that you will get out of those chores." I smirked. "Deal, but seriously go shower. You smell like barnyard." He shooed me backwards into my room. I turned and shut the door and leaned my head against it and smiled. I showered quickly and pulled out my church suit. I slipped on my white button down and tucked it into my dress pants. I grabbed my green tie and draped in around my neck. I dropped to my knees and dug through my shoes to find my dress shoes. I slipped them on and trooped down the stairs to find everybody eating at the table already. "Good morning sweetie." greeted my mom. "Mornin' Ma, hi dad." I said. "Blaine tie you tie. Make sure its straight; you need to look good today. A buddy of mine is bringing his family down and they have a daughter your age." Dad said. "Yes sir." I said as I took a bite of cereal. "We had better get going. Blaine you and Kurt are greeting this morning." said my dad. "Yes sir." I said again. I grabbed my suit jacket from the peg board in the hall and followed Kurt out the door and to the van.
"So what exactly do we do for greeting?" asked Kurt as we walked in the back door of the church. "Exactly what it sounds like; we stand at the front door and shake people's hands as they walk in. then we sit in the back of the church and play tic-tac-toe on programs while my father isn't looking." I said softly as we walk up the steps that lead to the sanctuary. "Sounds easy enough; anybody I should be scared of?" Kurt asked. "Nope, not unless you're afraid of little old ladies hugging you to death!" I joked. "I think I'll be okay then." he smiled. I guided him to the entry way of the church and we took our spots. "We're gonna sit in the little pew right there." I said as I pointed to the small pew in the back corner that is just large enough for two people. He nodded slowly. "What's the matter?" I asked. "To be honest; I haven't been to church in about eight years." he sighed. "Really? Kurt why didn't you tell me you don't go to church. You didn't have to come if this makes you uncomfortable." I apologized. "Blaine its fine; my mom was the one who always took me to church and when she died my dad never kept up with it. Then when I found out I was gay, I felt like God didn't love me or something." he admitted. "Kurt, look at me. Being gay isn't a sin, what so ever. It's who you are and you can't change that. I don't care of you are gay, purple, have a mow hawk, or a third arm. My family might not believe the same thing but I'm not my family or this church." I said to him. "Thank you, but I actually know somebody with a mow hawk." he giggled. I laughed so loud at that I got a dirty look from the piano player at the front or the church. I smiled at Kurt. I turned and unlocked the door to let the first people in. I took my place across from Kurt in the door way. "Good Morning Blaine, it's nice to see you. Oh, who is this?" asked Mrs. Keller. "Good Mornin' ma'am. This is Kurt. I'm hosting him for the exchange program from school." I said. "It's nice to meet you sweetie!" she said as she pulled Kurt and I into a hug. I winked at Kurt. We shook and hugged with about half the town before the piano started playing and we took our seat in the little pew in the corner. "See was that so hard?" I said teasingly to Kurt as we sat down. "Very funny Blainey Bear!" he said. "No you aren't allowed to call me that!" I exclaimed. "Shh." hissed some old man from in front of our pew. We snickered softly. I grabbed the program and a pencil and drew a tick-tack-toe bored and passed it to Kurt. We stood and sang along with the congregation out of the hymn book."Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound, that saved a wretch like me... I once was lost but now am found, was blind, but now, I see." we sang quietly. I grabbed the communion tray and took a wafer and cup and passed it to the pew across the aisle. "We only take communion there if we have been baptized." I whispered to Kurt. He nodded and made his next move in tick-tack-toe. The bell rang 11 o'clock and people slowly got up and made their way out the church. We walked to the front of the church and sat in the front pew beside my mom. "Hi boys." she greeted. "Hey Ma where is dad?" I asked. "He has a meeting. He is gonna ride home with Mr. Keller. So we can get going then!" she informed us. We walked out the back door and out to the van. "Oh shoot, Blaine go and get the keys from you father he is in the meeting room down stairs." said my mom. I turned and ran back the church and down the stairs. I stopped when I heard my father talking to somebody. "There is something off about that Kurt kid." my father said. "What do you things going on?" asked the listener. "You know what I think. I think he is a gay. He dresses like he belongs in New York and his voice is higher than my wife's." said dad. "Wow, what are you going to do?" they asked. "I don't know yet." He said. I knocked on the door. "Come in." dad said. "Hey mom said you have the keys." I stated. He dug in his pockets and tossed them to me. "Thanks dad" I said as I ran up the stairs. "No running in the church! You aren't a little kid anymore!" my dad yelled from the bottom of the stairs. I slowed down and walked back out to the car. I handed the keys to my mom and climbed in the back seat. "How was your first time at a country church Kurt?" asked my mom. "It was very different. It felt so intimate and personal. The churches in Chicago are the size of this town." explained Kurt. I was shocked; Kurt was lying to my mom without thinking about it. We pulled into the drive and climbed out.
"Okay guys, I'm going to book club I'll be back about 3 o'clock. I walked into the living room and looked at Kurt. "I didn't realize church in Chicago was so different!" I said sarcastically. "Blaine don't start, please." Kurt said. "You don't have to lie to my mom Kurt. She didn't go to church till she was in college! She won't care that you don't go to church!" I yelled. 'I'm sorry Blaine, I just panicked. I do remember the church being huge and it feeling unwelcoming. I wasn't lying about that part." Kurt said through small tears. "Oh, Kurt come here." I said softly. I pulled him into a tight hug and patted his hair. "I'm sorry Kurt. It wasn't right for me to yell at you like that. Church is a really important part of my life and I just overreacted." I said quietly. "Its fine." he mumbled softly. "Kurt why are you shaking so much?" I asked. "Just a shook up I guess. People yelling at me just triggers stuff." he said as he dried his eyes. "Kurt if you ever need to talk to me about anything, and I mean absolutely anything you can. " I said. "Thank you Blaine. Thank you so much." Kurt sniffed. "Kurt you never have to thank me. Not for anything. Ever." I said firmly. "Let's go pick out you cloths for school tomorrow. You are going to need to look that isn't too over the top." I said to try and get Kurt to smile. "How about I pick the outfit and you sing to me?" Kurt said nervously. "That sounds like a brilliant idea. My closet is plaid shirts, jeans, baseball t-shirts, and athletic shorts." I said. We ran up the stair and into Kurt's room. I flopped on the bed and turned on my music. "When I find myself in times of trouble, Mother Mary comes to me, Speaking words of wisdom, let it be And in my hour of darkness, She is standing right in front of me." I stood up and grabbed Kurt's hand and looked him straight in the eyes. Speaking words of wisdom, let it be, Let it be, let it be, Let it be, let it be, Whisper words of wisdom, let it be." We sang softly gazing into each other's eyes. "Beatles, nice choice." he said with a smirk on his face. "Hey just 'cause I live in the country it doesn't mean that's all I listen too. It maybe most of it, but not all." I said sarcastically. "Really? Because that is all I have heard and I imagine I'm going to me leaving here with a country accent and an off obsession with plaid shirts." Kurt laughed. "Well I can get you the plaid shirts but I can't help with the accent." I said. "Thanks but, plaid is not my thing. It looks better on you." He said. "Thank you for that. Speaking of plaid; I am going to go change out to this suit and also do my homework. I'll talk to you I'm a little bit" I said loosening my tie. I ran across the hall into my room. I flopped on my bed and smiled. I grabbed my back pack and started on the assigned reading from Mr. Wilson.
Author's note: Just kidding I don't have anything to say. Just that the song was 'Let it Be' by the Beatles. Love yall! Read, review, and I hope you enjoyed! 3
