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Chapter 9: Pasts revealed

It took Kurt a few days to bounce back from his sudden illness but he was glad when he started feeling normal again as was Blaine – he didn't like seeing his boyfriend miserable and he certainly didn't like not being able to kiss him. Blaine also liked how clingy Kurt was when he was sick. He was cuddly when he was sick, not as nervous about his actions.

Kurt was having dinner with his friends so Blaine had invited Cooper over for dinner. Blaine was the one cooking while Cooper watched, a glass of wine in his hands.

"Smells good B," Cooper sniffed appreciatively. "Question: why aren't you cooking this for Kurt?"

"Kurt is having dinner with his friends," Blaine explained.

"Fair enough," Cooper nodded. "Follow up question: why weren't you invited?"

"I was," Blaine smiled. "but Santana's threatening glare told me that I shouldn't go."

Cooper shivered. "That girl scares me."

"You and me both," Blaine hummed.

"Did you have to glare at Blaine until he declined?" Kurt huffed as he walked with Santana and Brittany up the garden path to Quinn and Puck's home. Quinn was throwing them dinner at her place.

"We have things to discuss and I didn't think you would want him to hear," Santana said while Brittany rang the door bell.

"What things?" Kurt asked, shooting her a confused look. Santana didn't answer and Puck opened the door. Santana swept passed him and Brittany followed. Kurt sighed, nodding to Puck and headed inside. Tina and Mike were already there, Mike, holding Beth in his arms, smiling at her and making faces.

"Hey guys," Tina greeted as they came into the living room.

"Hi Tina," Brittany smiled and Santana nodded at them both. Quinn emerged from the kitchen and greeted them all warmly.

"Santana," Kurt huffed, not to be derailed from their conversation. "What can't we discuss in front of Blaine?" Kurt watched as all his friends looked at each other, apparently having a silent conversation – except Brittany who was making faces at Beth. "What aren't you telling me?"

Quinn sighed and turned to Kurt. "Santana called me the other day, while you were off work sick. She has a new client."

Kurt frowned confused. "So?"

"The client is one David Karofsky," Santana said and Kurt froze. His eyes widened and his breath hitched. He felt as if someone had just dumped ice cold water down his spine. He swayed on the spot and felt Puck grip his arms and he was led to the couch.

"Breath Porcelain," Puck instructed and Kurt took in a deep rattling breath. He could his own breath in his ears and his heart pounding in his chest.

"Karofsky," Kurt squeaked out.

"I'm not taking him on," Santana told him quickly. "As soon I saw his name I dumped his sorry ass and I wouldn't allow anyone else to take up his case. Cooper was suspicious as to why but he agreed not to take on his case."

"What does he want?" Kurt asked hoarsely.

"He is facing an assault charge," Santana said and Kurt whimpered softly.

"Puck, get him some water," Quinn instructed. Puck jumped up and moved to the kitchen while Quinn took the seat he had just vacated. She gently rubbed his back, trying to calm the panic that was rising up in him.

"What the hell is he doing here?" Kurt croaked, eyes stinging with tears. "He's supposed to be in Lima. It's why we moved."

"We don't know why," Tina murmured soothingly. "But we aren't going to allow him anywhere near you, we promise."

"We've got your back," Mike assured him. Puck came back out with a glass of water and handed it to Kurt who took it with shaky hands. He took a sip before handing it back to Puck. Kurt put his head in his hands, clutching his hair. This wasn't happening. He had moved his entire life to get away from this and yet it came back.

"I can't do this," Kurt murmured, shaking his head and Quinn gripped his shoulder tightly.

"Yes you can Kurt," she told him firmly. "We are with you one hundred percent and we're not going to let anything happen to you."

"You should tell your dolphin," Brittany said and Kurt sighed.

"She's right," Kurt murmured into his hands. "He should know. I mean – he's my boyfriend."

"We can tell him tomorrow," Santana decided. "And Cooper too. He may be able to help."

Kurt nodded and rubbed his face. "Let's just think about it tomorrow."

They nodded and Quinn jumped back up, hurrying to the kitchen to check on dinner. Kurt leaned back heavily on the couch, trying not to think about what he had just learnt.

Blaine looked at his boyfriend anxiously. He had called Blaine to meet him at the office and when Blaine had arrived they had gone into Cooper's office where Santana and his brother were waiting for them.

"Kurt? What's going on?" Blaine asked, confused and a little nervous. Kurt shut the door and gestured for Blaine to sit down. Kurt wrung his hands nervously and bit his lip. Santana gave him a encouraging nod and Kurt took a deep breath.

"I have to tell you something."

"What is it Kurt?" Cooper asked. "Are you in trouble?"

Kurt shook his head and sighed, sinking into the chair next to Blaine.

"You are aware of how Santana asked you to not take on a case," Kurt said and they nodded. "There is a reason why she doesn't want you to take it."

"Why?" Cooper asked, leaning forward.

"Because I know him," Kurt whispered. "We went to school together."

Blaine gently took Kurt's shaking hands in his and rubbed his thumbs over the his pale skin, trying to calm him down. "Take your time."

"You need to know," Kurt swallowed thickly, avoiding everyone's gaze. "I was bullied badly in high school because I was gay. Well, I never got the chance to come out. Everyone assumed I was gay and they weren't about to think differently."

Cooper's jaw clenched and he glared. He didn't like where this was going and either did Blaine. He squeezed Kurt's hands tighter and Kurt took another shaky breath.

"They pushed me into lockers every day, tossed me into dumpsters, threw pee balloons at me occasionally," Kurt explained quietly and Blaine growled under his breath. Santana looked disgusted and her jaw was clenched tightly.

"What did the teacher do?" Cooper asked tightly.

"Nothing," Kurt shook his head. "They never did anything even if they saw they never did anything."

Cooper shook his head, his hands clenching into a fists. "Go on."

"The bullying really got to me," Kurt said quietly and he could feel traitors tears welling up. "I didn't have many friends in school. Only Tina, Quinn and Puck."

"Kurt and I met after high school," Santana interrupted.

"Right. Anyway, I got really depressed," Kurt took in a shaky breath. "Dave Karofsky was the worse and also had a secret."

"What kind of secret?" Blaine asked, dreading the answer.

"He was a closeted gay," Kurt sniffed. "I was so sick of him bullying me all the time that I called him out on it one day. He got up all in my face and he...he kissed me and then threatened to kill me if I told anyone."

Blaine gasped and was out of his chair, kneeling in front of Kurt and gently cupping his face. Kurt looked at him with troubled eyes and Blaine gently wiped away the tears. Kurt hiccupped and more tears welled in his eyes.

"It's okay," Blaine soothed quietly and Kurt shook his head.

"No," Kurt cried and he couldn't stop the words from flowing out. "He made my life miserable. I'm so ashamed. I just wanted it to end, I was so sick of being bullied and so, so close to ending it all."

"Hey," Blaine said softly but firmly. "You are so brave. You didn't end it okay. You're still here."

"But, but," Kurt hiccupped but Blaine shook his head.

"No. You are brave," Blaine assured him, leaning up and kissing Kurt's cheeks. Cooper swallowed thickly and his hands shook gently. He turned to Santana who was watching the two boys with a sad and angry expression.

"He came to you for help," Cooper stated. "What kind of help?"

"He's facing assault," Santana growled. "We are mostly worried that he's here in Chicago."

"Don't worry," Blaine said firmly. "He's not getting anywhere near him."

Kurt sniffed and Blaine wiped away the tears. Kurt gripped Blaine's hands and kept them cupping his face. Blaine leaned forward and rested his forehead on Kurt's gently murmuring comforting words too quiet for Cooper and Santana to pick up.

Cooper cleared his throat and Blaine looked over to him, Kurt ducking his head and wiping his eyes.

"Blaine, why don't you take Kurt home," Cooper suggested.

"No, I'll be fine," Kurt protested weakly but Cooper was having none of it. Blaine helped Kurt up and wrapped an arm around him before leading him out. Cooper slouched back in his chair and let out a hug breath. Santana eyed him over and Cooper stared at her.

"Holy crap," he breathed.

"He trusts you," Santana said. "and he really cares about Blaine, otherwise he wouldn't have told you. It took him nearly a month to finally tell his dad that he had been threatened and was considering ending it all."

Cooper shivered and swallowed thickly.

"I'm glad that Kurt trusts us," Cooper said. "and we will be there if he needs anything."

Santana gave him assessing look before smirking. "Kurt always has had good taste."

Cooper winked and Santana gave a laugh before turning on her heel and leaving.

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