Part 10
"MONTGOMERY MY OFFICE! NOW!" the outraged scream echoed around the school through the PA and a smug looking Wes Montgomery stood up in his English class and left the room. He walked down the hallway grinning as he thought of his latest prank. He had quite successfully glued all Watermaine's pencils together and had given him a paper that suggested the reestablishment of the student council, to ease the poor man's burden. Wes only cared for him that's all. He didn't want the poor man to stress too much, he didn't want him to stress himself into a heart-attack. So why not reestablish the student council and have them handle the students' questions and comments? Wes smiled at Mr. Moore who looked at him pleadingly.
"Is something the matter Mr. Moore", Wes asked politely.
"Wesley, stop it", he said. "Please. I beg you."
"Stop what sir", Wes asked and stopped smiling.
"Wes I know you are behind all the things that has happened", Mr. Moore said getting up. "There is no one else who dares to and I saw you stop others from playing pranks."
"I haven't played any pranks sir", Wes said calmly.
"Wesley please no more", Mr. Moore said.
"I won't listen to this", Wes growled and walked towards Watermaine's door.
"He turned it all upside down for the parents", Moore called and Wes froze and twirled around.
"What", he asked narrowing his eyes.
"The parents", Moore said. "Watermaine told them that the school was taking part of a project that will proof the usefulness of music in students' lives. He told the study was approved by all students and that they agreed to live a semester without any music to help this study. And that they were not to tell anyone about it, not discuss it with anyone or else the results might be different. So the parents would have to ignore anything the students said about music."
Wes' knuckles turned white around the door handle.
"That clever bastard", he spat before opening the door and stepping inside. He was yet again smiling politely and gently. "You wanted me sir?"
Moore flinched when the door was slammed shut.
"You look a bit stressed out sir", Wes said politely. "It is not good for your blood-pressure."
Watermaine only backhanded him for the comment before sitting down. Wes rubbed his cheek with an indifferent look on his face.
"I know you are behind this Montgomery", Watermaine spat.
"Behind what sir?" Wes sat down slowly.
"This!" Watermaine yelled and slammed down a paper onto the desk. Wes saw the title it said: "Benefits of reestablishing the student council."
"That is a good idea you got there sir", Wes said and Watermaine growled and stood up slowly.
"It's your idea", he growled.
"I know, brilliant isn't it?" He smiled. "The student council will make it easier on you. You won't drown in complaints or have all your visiting hours booked full. So how many boys have booked an appointment today?"
"25", Watermaine growled. "And more will drop by unannounced."
'Of course they will', Wes thought smirking on the inside. 'I told them to go to him after all.'
"-my word."
"Huh what", Wes asked realizing he hadn't been listening. "Sorry sir I didn't listen. Can you repeat that please?"
Watermaine hissed but he complied.
"I said Montgomery, that I appreciate your concerns about me and your fellow students. But what kind of principal would I be if I reestablished the student council? It would mean that I won't stand for what I say. I would be going back on my word."
Wes smiled and stood up.
"But sir to make the wrong decisions is human after all", he said. "If the students realize that you can see sense in this matter then they will probably start thinking a bit more highly of you. As it is now they all complain about your decisions as well as you incapability to listen to what they say. I heard a few boys in the bathroom talk about how a good leader is personified by his will to listen to his subordinates. They were talking about a game but sir, I think they may have meant you when they said that 'that guy should understand that'. Don't you think proofing those boys wrong will be worth going back on your word?"
"I don't know", Watermaine said and rubbed his chin as he slowly sat down.
"Sir if I may, the boys at this school see you as the villain right now", Wes said calmly. "But you can sway them a bit more in your direction if you approve of this." He held up the paper and Watermaine took it slowly.
"I don't know", he said hesitant.
"Think of all personal benefits sir", Wes said happily. "You will get more free time, not feel as stressed and pressured, your blood pressure will go back to normal, you don't have to be so angry all of the time and you can get more work done."
Watermaine looked at him sharply.
"You talk a good game Montgomery", he said. "But I believe you are not trying to sway me for my own sake."
"Then what do you believe sir", Wes asked calmly. But on the inside he wanted to jump up and punch the man in the face over and over again.
"I believe you are trying to nestle your way in close to me so that you can get your small ideas planted in my mind and make me think they come from my own brain."
"This isn't Inception sir."
"I know that!" Watermaine spat. "But you seem to be the manipulative sort Montgomery. Just like your uncle and I hate that quality."
"I am not manipulative", Wes said narrowing his eyes. "I don't need that to get my will through. All my suggestions are always logical and rational and people understand that so they agree with me."
"Oh really?"
"Yes. You are clearly angry at me because you agree with me sir. Is your 'victory over me' really worth all of this trouble?"
"Is your revenge worth me yelling at you all the time?"
"I don't know what you are talking about sir."
"Of course you don't", Watermaine rose. "Now we might make be able to make a deal Montgomery."
"What kind of deal", Wes asked suspiciously.
Watermaine walked around the desk and sat on it in front of Wes and put a hand to the boy's chin and tilted his face up. He leaned in close and whispered in the boy's ear:
"Let me use you and I will let you have all your clubs and music back."
"Use me how", Wes asked and his eyes widened in horror when he felt Watermaine put a hand at his more private parts. Wes flew up and backed away in terror, hitting the door. His eyes were big with fear and his face pale. Watermaine smirked and rose, he was much taller and stronger than Wes and that made Wes freeze with fear. Watermaine walked up to him slowly and put his hands on either side of Wes' head and leaned in.
"I will allow back the student council and sports team", he whispered and Wes felt the warmth of his breath on his neck. "If you let me use you."
"N-no", Wes stuttered in fear.
"But think of it Montgomery", Watermaine purred caressing his cheek and kissing his neck. "All students would benefit from that. You wouldn't be as hated. You wouldn't be as stressed, no one would be stressed or bored. Everything would be almost back to normal."
Wes had an inner conflict with himself. If he said yes he could never accuse the man of rape or sexual harassment. Because he would've agreed to it. But the other students… they… they deserved getting their sports back… they deserved some fun.
But it turned out Wes didn't have to say anything, the lust and hunger in Watermaine took over and before Wes could react the man's lips were on his own and the man pulled him close. Wes fought against the grip on him but Watermaine were too strong and then he closed his eyes and prayed. But he knew no help would come because classes were still in session and soon he found himself on the floor with the big man on top of him. Watermaine turned the boy's head forcefully and looked into his eyes before growling:
"I couldn't wait for an answer punk and afterwards… I will allow the sports teams to be reestablished."
Wes closed his eyes and felt his hands being tied by something and he started to cry.
Kurt was worried. He hadn't seen any sign of Wes since that morning. The boy hadn't been at lunch and not to any of his afternoon classes. Wes hadn't been seen since Watermaine called him into his office once again.
Kurt couldn't help the gut wrenching feeling he had and it only got worse when he saw the bruise on Watermaine's face and how pale and horrified Mr. Moore looked. But Kurt seemed to be the only one noticing. When dinner was about to be served Watermaine rose and took the mike.
"I have an announcement to make", he said and everyone looked at him. "The sports teams are reestablished henceforth. Thank you."
He sat down and the boys stared before they all broke out in cheers. Kurt saw the eagerness in his friends around him and smiled. He heard boys shouting question to Watermaine. They asked why he changed his mind, what brought this on and if he was sure. Watermaine took the mike again and smiled while he said:
"I got an eye-opener from one of you boys."
The room filled with mumbling but then Julian on the Lacrosse team rose with a big grin.
"Montgomery is behind this", he called and everyone looked at him. "Isn't he?"
"Yes", Watermaine agreed. "Wes Montgomery is the reason the teams are back. But if any of you boys misbehave or any more pranks are pulled on me, they will be banned again."
Everyone was too excited to take head of that last part because all boys in the room that they, individually, were innocent so they would have nothing to worry about. The Warblers at all the various tables got asked to tell Montgomery good job when they saw him. Everyone was happy. Well… not everyone. Kurt was even more worried because he saw the malice in Watermaine's eyes. Something was wrong… very wrong and it involved Wes. Kurt excused himself and hurriedly left the cafeteria. He had to find Wes.
He checked the dorm, the Warblers' hall, the library, outside and lastly the 'dojo' and there… he found Wes and Kurt's heart plummeted when he saw him. Wes was only in his Dalton uniform slacks. He was sweaty, his back was full of fading bruises and fading scratches. He was hitting and kicking a dummy so hard and with such fury that his knuckles and feet were bleeding. He was dark around the eyes and he had tears falling from his eyes and mixing with the sweat. He was so sweaty his hair clung to his forehead and looked as if he had been stepping out of a pool or a tub full of water.
Kurt was horrified. Wes had clearly lost control over his emotions. Kurt looked around the room and saw dummies and punching bags that had fallen to the floor and there were blood on the floor from Wes' knuckles, feet and Wes spitting out blood. The last Kurt saw him do. But then Wes tried to hit the moving dummy, missed and fell onto the floor gasping for breath. He was exhausted and when he tried to get up his arms shook and he fell again. Kurt ran inside.
"Wes!" he called and the older boy turned to look at him, pushing himself into a sitting position.
"Kurt", he whispered and his eyes… his eyes made Kurt freeze in position. Wes' eyes were dull. There was no life in them only an overbearing shadow. Kurt hurried over to him and sat by his side.
"Are you okay", Kurt asked gently and put a hand to Wes' back. He was warm and clammy from all the sweat. Wes didn't answer. His eyes closed and he fell forward again.
"Wes!" Kurt exclaimed in horror and thanked his lucky stars for being able to grab hold of the older boy. He lowered Wes' head onto his lap and turned him so he was lying on his back. Wes' breath seemed labored and he was sweaty and warm, as if he has a fever. Kurt hurriedly fished out his cell.
"Blaine", he said with tears going down his cheeks. "Blaine it's bad. It's Wes." Kurt held the senior's limp and bleeding hand in his.
"We're in the dojo", Kurt said. "Hurry and bring the muscle Warblers and Nurse Jackie. Please Blaine just come."
Kurt ended the call and looked at Wes' pale face. He wanted to cry, he wanted it so bad but he couldn't. Wes didn't cry whenever something happened to him.
"Come on Wes", Kurt urged. "Wake up." He shook the senior slightly. "Come on, wake up! You must wake up! You have to tell me you're okay! Don't do this to us! Wes! WES!"
The door slammed open behind him and he turned and saw Fred, Rock, David, Frank and Joseph. The five of them seemed to be ready for a fight but when they saw Kurt and the state of the dojo and lastly Wes… their fury turned to worry.
"WES!" David shouted in horror and ran over, the others following close behind.
"Kurt what happened", Fred asked.
"I don't know", Kurt sobbed slightly. "I… I came in and he was hitting on the dummy." The boys looked at it and saw the blood. "And… and then he missed it and collapsed!"
"It's okay Kurt", Rock said gently and put his hands on Kurt's shoulders and pulled him into a gentle hug as David moved Wes onto the floor. "Wes will be just fine. Blaine went to get the nurse. Jackie doesn't leave the school, ever, even though it's Friday afternoon."
David was checking Wes over.
"He has a strong pulse", he said, a bit pale-faced. "I… I think he just ran out of energy… he seems to be sleeping."
When Nurse Jackie arrived not long after that he told them the same thing. Wes had been letting out all of his boiled up emotions, from the day Watermaine put the no-music rule into action, the Warblers 'turning on him', the beat up, the anger from everything Watermaine did, being wrongly accused for the pranks and everything else.
Jackie guessed that when Wes finally succeeded to sway Watermaine into reestablishing the sports team he probably had no idea on how to react… so he let it all out in the dojo, in anger. David and Frank hoisted Wes onto Fred's back. That's when they saw the bruises, they looked darker now that Wes wasn't moving Kurt observed and the wounds didn't look as faded.
"What the hell", Joseph asked and put a hand to Wes' back. "Who did this?"
Jackie bit his lip.
"Would Wes tell you if he got attacked again", he asked and the boys looked at each other and shook their heads. Jackie sighed.
"This is probably the result from the sports team and clubs being disbanded", he said. "Not everyone stayed away from the council. Paul got beaten up just recently for it."
The boys nodded and left, taking Wes back to his dorm. Kurt grabbed his blazer and t-shirt but dropped the shirt on his way out. Jackie picked it up and noticed… that all buttons were gone. His face darkened and he stormed out of the room to find Watermaine.
It was Saturday and Kurt didn't know why… but his eyes just snapped open and he felt that… someone was moving around in their room. He looked at his watch and saw that it said 7 am. He then looked over at Wes' bed but saw it empty. His brow furrowed and then he heard movement by the wardrobes so he lit his lamp… and screamed.
He saw someone who had his hair spiked up in a Mohawk but with tall spikes, not like Puck's at all. This someone had black eye-liner and mascara on as well. But there were also piercings everywhere. His ears had rings and spikes all around them. His eyebrows were pierced and he had spikes at one, his lip had a ring, all the way down the bridge of his nose was rings and he had a nose ring as well and it was connected to a ring in his ear by a thin chain. He was dressed in black jeans with chains hanging and around the waist, he had spikes going down the seams on the side of the legs. He had a ripped t-shirt and a leather jacket with spikes and rivets on the shoulders and around the edge of the sleeves. He also had a spike collar around his neck. He looked at Kurt and cocked an eyebrow.
"Don't scream like that", he said and Kurt gaped.
"WES?" he shrieked.
"Yeah… who'd you think it was?"
Kurt flew up from the bed and stood in front of him.
"What are you doing", he shrieked. "You look like… like… like…"
"Like a punk?" Wes supplied, his eyes still had that dull and shadowy look to them.
"Yes! What on God's Earth possessed you to do something like this to yourself?" He indicated for all the piercings. Wes cocked an eyebrow.
"I'm just giving Watermaine what he wants", Wes answered calmly. "He's dubbed me a punk so a punk I'll be."
"You're overreacting!"
"No", Wes spat. "Frankly Kurt I'm not reacting enough."
"HAVE YOU LOST YOUR MIND? A FEW HOURS AGO YOU PASSED OUT OF EXHAUSTION AND NOW-"
Their door was banged open and David and Blaine stood there glaring.
"Can you two", David began but he trailed off when he saw Wes. Blaine was already gaping and Wes rolled his eyes before pushing past Kurt, then the other two and then he walked down the hall… clinking a bit as he walked. Blaine turned to Kurt.
"What the hell happened", he asked in shock. Kurt just stared after their friend who disappeared round the corner.
"I have no idea", he said.
TBC Uh oh...