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Chapter 10-Splitting Up
On Tuesday, Kurt entered McKinley High with Sam, Mike, Santana and Mercedes flanking him. During a tense moment when they had no choice but to walk past Karofsky and Azimio, Kurt felt that he may have been crushing Mercedes' arm with his own but she didn't complain. Once they were safely past the bullying jocks, Kurt collected what he needed from his locker. Keeping close together, the others grabbed their things too before Sam and Santana escorted Kurt to their shared lesson.
The morning remained uneventful for Kurt, a fact that he greatly appreciated, but at lunch things became more hectic. As he sat in the cafeteria, he couldn't help but notice the way the majority of the student body were looking at him and whispering things to their neighbours.
"What's going on?" Kurt asked quietly leaning closer to Sam as he asked his question. As he did, the volume of the whispers increased.
"Rumours about you and Sam just keep getting bigger." Quinn explained. "I've already had half the girls in this school offer me their sympathy and the boys skirt away from me in the corridors for fear that I might turn them gay."
"I know the feeling." Kurt commented dryly.
"I vote we shave off Jewfro's hair then force his head down the toilet for creating this mess." Mercedes stated and there were nods of agreement. "Photos of you on top of Sam and hugging Sam are all over the school website," she told Kurt. "A long with a story about how you're unable to keep it in your pants with Puck being in the slammer so you're preying on unsuspecting straight boys."
"Give it time there'll probably be fresh rumours how you're also cheating with Mike and Artie." Tina said bitterly.
"I really am sorry for involving you all in this mess." Kurt apologised. "Especially Quinn and Sam."
"Forget it, it doesn't matter." Sam assured him making the mistake of draping his arm across Kurt's shoulders. More talk broke out amongst the nosy on-lookers and Jacob Ben Israel appeared to snap a photo of them.
"Damn it, I am so gonna force that camera up that white boy's ass." Mercedes threatened.
"Wait, something isn't right." Santana pointed out and they all looked to her. "I don't have a headache, why not?"
"Um…" Tina replied looking round the table uncertainly, the others looking just as clueless.
"Rachel." Kurt finally realised. "She's not here."
"Neither are Azimio or Karofsky," Artie pointed out. "Or most of the football and hockey teams."
"Or Finn." Brittany said.
"Maybe Finn and Rachel are practicing their duet." Mike suggested.
"Maybe," Santana agreed. "But maybe not. I don't care about Berry or anything but just in case something is wrong…"
"We should go find her." Kurt finished already moving away.
The Gleeks rushed out of the cafeteria and stood in a circle wondering what they should do.
"Let's split up," Mike said. "We'll find her faster."
"No, bad idea." Brittany objected. "Characters split up in cartoons all the time and then bad things happen."
"That's just in cartoons, Britt." Quinn told her. "I vote that we split."
"Right," Sam said taking control. "Mike, go with Artie and check the boys' locker rooms. If Karofsky and Azimio are in there then Rachel should be safe. Tina and Mercedes, check all the girls' bathrooms. Santana, Brittany, Quinn, check outside. Search the football field, under the bleachers, the dumpsters and the parking lot. Kurt and I will check the Auditorium then we'll all meet in the choir room."
"Shouldn't we check the choir room first?" Brittany asked.
"If they are rehearsing that's where they'd be." Kurt pointed out.
"Ok," Sam agreed. "We'll all check their first. Come on."
Together, the group moved through the corridors towards the choir room. Darting inside, Kurt found that it was empty and he turned to tell the others so.
"Right, let's head out." Sam said. "We'll meet back here. Now go."
The group divided and made their way to check the places Sam had instructed them to.
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Pushing Artie's wheelchair, Mike raced them towards the boys' locker rooms. They hurled through the double doors, both boys yelling out a battle cry only to find Coach Beiste staring at them as if they'd gone insane.
"Do you boys wanna tell the panther what's going on?" She asked looking down at Artie in his chair then up at Mike who was stood behind him.
"Well, we were just looking for…" Artie started before turning to Mike for help but the dancer only shrugged.
"Are you Glee kids taking Vitamin D again?" Coach Beiste asked. "I heard all about that and if there's anything dodgy going on here then you boys will be off the team."
"We don't have any Vitamin D." Artie answered hastily. "We promise."
"You sure?" She asked. "You boys better not be lying to me. If I smell a rat, I'll cut my cat's tail off."
"What?" Mike asked and Artie ran his chair back so his wheel crushed the boy's foot, a warning for him to be quiet.
"I'm gonna have to ask you boys to empty the contents of your bags." Coach Beiste said. "This is a drug search boys, you could be in serious trouble. Come on," she clapped her hands together. "Empty your bags or I'll have to request that you both pee in a cup."
"I have a shy bladder." Mike bemoaned.
"Just empty your bag." Artie hissed to him as he offered his own to the Coach so she could search through.
"Clear." Coach Beiste announced handing Artie's bag back. "I'm confiscating this." She said taking an Asian Porno magazine from Mike's bag and throwing it in the trash. "Now get out of my locker room."
The two hastily made their escape before returning to the empty choir room, checking for Rachel or Finn in the classrooms along the way.
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After checking all the girls' bathroom and finding no sign of Rachel, Mercedes and Tina headed back towards the choir room, poking their heads through the doors of classrooms on the way. Just as they were passing the downstairs boys' toilets, a group of boys came out laughing about something. Confused, Mercedes and Tina looked to one another. Being the nosy people they were, they linked arms and checked that nobody was looking before darting into the boys' toilets.
"Oh no." Tina said as their eyes were met with the degrading words graffitied onto the bathroom wall.
"Three guesses as to who's responsible for this." Mercedes said shaking her head at the nasty things that had been written about her best friend.
"And they drew a picture." Tina whispered pointing to the middle of the wall. "That's supposed to be Kurt, I can tell because of the scarf and the messenger bag."
The badly drawn picture featured Kurt on his hands and knees, taking it up the ass from a figure that was obviously supposed to be Karofsky. There was also a speech bubble coming from Kurt's mouth, the words a request to be fucked harder.
"Maybe we should tell, Mr. Schue." Tina suggested. "He can't ignore this."
"It won't do any good." Mercedes sighed. "There's no way to prove it was Karofsky."
"What about the AV club?" Tina asked. "All the cameras?"
"They haven't been put up yet." Mercedes answered. "Lauren said they wouldn't be up and running until Wednesday, tomorrow."
"I think we should wash this off." Tina said looking up at the crude words and diagrams.
"Tina, we can't." Mercedes replied sadly. "It's permanent."
"Then let's go to the art room." Tina decided. "If we can't wash it off then we'll paint over it."
"We need to tell a teacher first." Mercedes insisted. "If we just paint the wall black we'll get in trouble for vandalism. We can't prove who did the graffiti but if we tell a teacher we should be allowed to paint over it."
"Mr. Schue?" Tina asked.
"I vote for Coach Sylvester." Mercedes replied. "I know she's crazy but she cares about Kurt."
"Ok let's go." Tina said and they headed for Sue's office, Tina sending a text to Mike explaining why they wouldn't be meeting them in the choir room.
Soon enough, Sue was leading Tina, Mercedes and several Cheerio's back to the boys' bathroom along with tins of black paint and a number of brushes. The Cheerleading Coach also sent a number of paint-laden Cheerio's to the other boys' bathrooms on campus to paint over any graffiti that might be there. However, before ordering the girls to start their work, Sue snapped a series of photographic evidence on her phone. Tina and Mercedes didn't know what Sue would do with it, or if she could even do anything at all, but they didn't question it. They simply got to work on painting over the offending graffiti, for once not worrying about their clothing.
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Having no luck on the football field or by the bleachers, Santana led Brittany and Quinn towards the dumpsters. As they got closer, they heard a series of muffled moans.
"Rachel!" Brittany asked rushing to the dumpster and lifting up the lid. "Oh, sorry." She apologised as her eyes met with a bespectacled boy she didn't know as she hadn't made out with him before. "I was looking for my friend. If you see her tell her Brittany says hi." She then dropped the lid back down before turning to the other two. "Rachel isn't in there."
Gently pushing Brittany aside, Quinn pulled the lid back up so the boy inside could get out.
"Eww, hey, scruffy boy, are you ok?" Santana asked as she pinched her nose so she didn't have to smell him.
"I… I'm fine." He panted out as he landed on his feet and brushed himself off. "Th-thank you."
"Yeah, whatever." Santana retorted before dragging the other two girls towards the parking lot.
The trio looked around all the parked vehicles, even crouching to the ground to check under the cars as they called out Rachel's name.
"Oh my god!" Quinn cried out and the other two rushed to her.
"Q?" Santana asked hurrying over. "Is it Rachel?" Brittany asked.
"My car," Quinn shrieked angrily. "Look what they've done to my car!"
"Assholes." Santana swore as she looked over the damage.
As well as puncturing all of the tyres, they had thrown food all over the windshield and had smashed off one of the car side mirrors. Brittany reached a hand out to scoop up some of the macaroni cheese and eat it but Santana slapped it out of her heads. There were also a large number of meatballs all over the car seat that had been slipped in through the window Quinn had foolishly left open.
"Don't worry, Kurt and his dad can fix your car up with no trouble." Brittany said.
"This is ridiculous, I'm telling the Principal." Quinn huffed heading back towards the school building.
"Great plan," Santana remarked sarcastically. "The smelly little man can mumble and stutter before pretending to take a phone call. That'll solve everything. Why didn't we think of that sooner?"
"Those jock mutants can't get away with this." Quinn retaliated. "I'm the Head Cheerleader and I'm smart and I'm pretty, they shouldn't be attacking me."
"Sweetie, they think you turned Sam gay," Brittany reminded her sadly. "And you're in Glee Club. Of course they're gonna pick on you."
"Plus you got yourself knocked up by Puck last year." Santana sniggered. "And now he's gay."
Glaring daggers at the Latina, Quinn swung her arm round and struck her across the face.
"You bitch." Santana spat making to smack her back but Brittany stood in the way telling her to calm down. "I'm from Lima Heights Adjacent little girl, bad things happen down there, I'll destroy you!"
"This isn't helping." Brittany pointed out. "Just stop."
"I'm gonna find Karofsky." Quinn said. "I'm gonna find him and I'll deal with him myself."
"We don't even know if he had anything to do with your car." Brittany said reasonably. "It could have been anyone at this school. This place is filled with jerks."
"This isn't fair." Quinn complained. "I've done everything I can to repair the damage to my reputation. This shouldn't be happening to me. I was never even dating Puck so I couldn't have turned him gay and Sam is straight. And how come nobody is giving Karofsky any hassle for joining Glee Club? And that revolting closet case is blatantly after Kurt. The football team can't all be total idiots, surely they must realise their precious leader is checking them out in the showers. I say we just out him."
"That wouldn't be right." Brittany defended. "And Kurt wouldn't like it."
"But Karofsky is ruining my life." Quinn huffed dramatically.
"Ok just calm down." Santana groaned. "It's only a car, it can be fixed. None of this is even about you Fabray, it's about Kurt. He's the one with Karofsky as his very own stalker. Let's just get to the choir room and meet the others."
Though she still looked unhappy, Quinn agreed and followed the other two to the choir room where they met Mike and Artie.
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Silently, Kurt and Sam headed to the auditorium. Although Kurt felt slightly more at ease in Sam's company than he would have done with any of the others, he couldn't fight away the feeling in his stomach that warned him something bad was about to happen. He only hoped nothing would be happening to Rachel. Despite how often they clashed, he did really care about her, right down to the hideous animal sweaters she insisted on wearing.
Pushing through the large double doors that led into the auditorium, Kurt was sure he heard a camera go off. He rolled his eyes making a mental note to get Puck to beat up Jacob Ben Israel when he got out of juvie. Stepping inside together, the two boys let the doors swing shut behind them before walking through the raised seating towards the stage.
"It looks like they've been here." Sam said pointing to the stage.
One of Rachel's bright pink folders had been left on the stage as well as Finn's drumsticks and an empty chip packet. Following Sam, Kurt kept his eyes peeled, still expecting something bad to happen. He suddenly wished they had followed Brittany's advice and stuck together rather than split up.
"They're not here now." Kurt pointed out. "We should just go."
"Wait," Sam said when they both heard movement in the wings. "Rachel? Finn?" He asked.
There was no verbal answer, only more unidentified noises.
"Sam, I think we should leave." Kurt told the blonde tugging on his sleeve, the hairs on the back of his neck standing on end.
"It could be them." Sam replied. "They could be hurt. Just wait here." Sam ordered before he continued to the stage, jogged up the steps and disappeared behind the wings.
There was a loud thud and something clattered onto the floor. The noise made Kurt jump and he was unsure what to do.
"Sam?" He asked nervously but received no answer.
Looking round behind him, Kurt scanned the seating area to see if anyone was hiding somewhere. He tensed a couple of times thinking he saw somebody but it was only suspicious looking shadows. Gulping nervously, he made his way to the stage. Bending down, he picked up Finn's drumsticks and twirled them through his fingers before holding them before him like weapons. He was aware that they'd do little damage, but it was the best he had, and they at least had the potential to take an attackers eye out.
Moving quietly and slowly so his footsteps would make as little as noise as possible, Kurt headed behind the wings just as Sam had done. He came across Sam and saw that the boy had clearly been knocked out but he was slowly stirring back to consciousness. Gripping tight to the drumsticks, Kurt darted his eyes all around in search of whom he strongly suspected was Karofsky.
Seeing movement up a head as well as hearing something get knocked over, Kurt moved closer to investigate. Creeping to the backstage area, he saw the large figure of Azimio. Holding his drumsticks defensively, Kurt prepared to attack the dark-skinned boy only to feel a hand clamp over his mouth and an arm wind around his waist.
His first instinct was to scream, but he sound was of course blocked. Then he flailed his legs about before making an attempt to hit his attacker in the face with a drumstick. He succeeded and managed to half scramble out of the other person's hold before he was slammed up against the wall. His guess had been correct, and he found himself face to face with Karofsky.
"Get off me you Neanderthal!" Kurt yelled out.
"Hey ssh, no need to make a fuss." Karofsky replied. "If you do what I ask then I won't have to hurt you."
"Get away from him, Karofsky." Sam demanded as he moved towards them, a nasty looking cut on his forehead from where he'd been hit.
"How sweet, your new boyfriend's trying to be a hero." Karofsky mocked. "Hit the bitch again." He ordered.
Azimio was carrying a baseball bat and he made to swing at Sam again. This time, Sam ducked before latching hold of the bat and grappling with the larger boy for it.
Ignoring the struggle behind them, Karofsky stroked Kurt's cheek tenderly and the pale boy shuddered at the touch. He made to shove him away but Karofsky barely staggered before pinning him against the wall with an even tighter grip.
"You can't fight me." Karofsky pointed out. "So don't try."
"Go on man, beat the faggot boy up." Azimio encouraged.
"Don't call him that!" Karofsky snapped twisting his neck round to glare at his friend.
Sam took advantage of Azimio's stunned reaction to snatch the bat off of him and whack him round the back of the knees, causing him to fall to the floor. Before he could aim a swing at Karofsky, the larger teen lunged at him, tackling him to the floor. Without thinking, Kurt joined the fray and latched himself around Karofsky's neck, choking him.
A few hits were exchanged between Sam and Karofsky before Azimio plucked Kurt off of the heap. He then yanked the other two apart and stood between them, staring at Karofsky in total confusion.
"What the hell is going on dude?" Azimio demanded to know. "First you join Homo Explosion, and now you won't even beat up fairy boy over there?" He asked pointing to Kurt. "What's wrong with you, man?"
"Kurt is mine. That Trouty Mouth doesn't get to touch him and you don't get to talk about him that way." Karofsky retorted.
"What the fuck?" Azimio asked. "Are you a cock-boy too now?" He asked in disgust.
"So what if I like cock?" Karofsky replied with a shrug. "I'm still me."
Despite everything, Kurt found himself agreeing with Karofsky's latest statement. Sexuality didn't change who a person was. It didn't matter that Karofsky was gay. What mattered was that he was a complete and total psycho.
"Fucking fags." Azimio said under his breath looking between the other three.
"Actually Sam's straight." Kurt spoke up as he edged closer to the blonde. "So why don't you leave him alone." He aimed the words at Karofsky. "Now, what have you done to Rachel?"
"Who cares about her, babe this is about you and me." Karofsky said making to step towards Kurt but Azimio shoved him in the opposite direction. "What the fuck man?" He spat shoving Azimio back.
"I don't know." Azimio admitted. "I don't know what the fuck is going on right now but all you white son of a bitches are acting crazy. Maybe if you stay away from Hummel and quit the Glee Club you'll go back to your old self."
"No way, I'm not staying away from Kurt." Karofsky responded harshly.
"Where are Rachel and Finn?" Kurt asked again.
"We haven't seen those losers alright." Azimio answered. "Seriously dude," he said to Karofsky still blocking his way towards Kurt. "Do I have to beat the gay outta you?"
"Don't mess with me Z; if I have to I'll give you a full taste of the fury." He threatened holding up his fist.
"Dave, this is for your own good." Azimio said before punching his friend in the face.
As the two continued to fight one another, Sam grabbed Kurt and they ran out, collecting Rachel's pink folder off the stage before leaving the auditorium. Unfortunately, Finn's drumsticks were left behind.
By the time they made it back to the choir room, the others were already there including Sue Sylvester, Miss Pillsbury, the AV club as well as Finn and Rachel.
"Sam, your head." Quinn gasped seeing the drying wound on his forehead.
"It's just a bump." Sam assured her before letting her fuss over him.
"Where in the name of Prada have you two been?" Kurt demanded to know looking between Finn and Rachel. "We were really worried about you," he said looking only at Rachel. "We thought something bad had happened and we looked all over."
"Sorry." Finn mumbled shifting his feet awkwardly.
"What happened?" Kurt asked as he handed Rachel her folder back.
"Finn and I were rehearsing for our duet in the auditorium." Rachel explained. "We're totally gonna win," she added earning a glare from most of the others. "Then I tried to talk to Finn about the dreadful situation Kurt is being forced to suffer through because of Karofsky. Our discussion rapidly led to an argument so I suggested we seek guidance and advice from Miss Pillsbury in order to work through this difficult time in our relationship. Furthermore…" She began.
"That's enough Man Hands." Sue interrupted. "Porcelain, why am I only now finding out about what's going on? If my Cheerio's are being terrorised by someone other than myself then I need to know about it. I propose we dig a hole in the football field, fill it with a variety of insects that like to bite and sting at human flesh, push this Karofsky boy in then watch and laugh as we stone him to death."
"I totally have stones we can use in my locker." Brittany smiled.
"Outstanding, Brittany." Sue praised.
"Excuse me, Sue," Miss Pillsbury piped up nervously from where she stood, probably unwilling to sit on one of the chairs due to her OCD. "I don't think digging holes, which would be a very messy exercise, and using disgusting insects and unwashed stones is the best way to deal with a high school bully. We need a less outrageous approach."
"Ok Ella, and what do you suggest?" Sue asked.
"Well I think we ought to wait until Will gets here before we officially begin such a discussion." Emma replied.
"Miss P, Mr. Schue isn't coming." Mercedes told her. "We've tried talking to him about Karofsky and he hasn't listened."
"Perhaps you didn't explain the situation clearly enough." Emma suggested.
"Forget it Edna, your precious gel-haired not-quite-lover is a fool." Sue said. "I've been saying it all along and today I am proved correct. Move on from your sickening feelings for Will Schuester and work on your new relationship with that Dentist."
"So… Will isn't helping?" Emma asked sadly, her big doe eyes looking round at all of them.
"Sorry Miss P." Artie apologised.
"Maybe I could talk to him." Emma offered.
"You'll only be wasting your time Elma, but I suppose it's worth a try." Sue sighed. "Now, you people, ugly kids who I can't bring myself to make direct eye-contact with," Sue said speaking to the AV club. Emma made to object to the way the Cheerleading Coach addressed them but Sue easily silenced her. "How are these cameras coming along?"
"There'll be set up by tomorrow." Lauren replied. "Next time Karofsky causes any trouble it will be recorded and we'll instantly present you with the audio and visual evidence."
"See that you do." Sue said. "Here, have a candy bar." She tossed a Snickers bar into Lauren's awaiting hands. "Now isn't this lovely." Sue commented. "Two separate groups of misfits uniting together to help my precious Porcelain. Yes, you Glee kids will probably humiliate yourselves at Regionals again, and you AV nerds will undoubtedly spend the remainder of your lives as virgins, but seeing you work together almost warms the cold veins and arteries of my heart."
"Sue, you can't speak to children that way." Emma told her.
"Don't be silly Ella, I'm a winner, I can do whatever I want." Sue replied. "Besides, high school students ought to remain celibate. Normally, it is a difficult thing for teenagers to do, but these AV kids are lucky enough to be so repulsive that even the horniest of teens wouldn't want to touch them. And that means they won't risk unwanted teenage pregnancy. Q, show these girls your stretch marks. Hopefully they'll be so repulsed that they'll never want to be intimate with the opposite sex."
"Thank you, Sue, I think that's enough for today." Emma said pointedly. "Move along to your next lessons children. Go and learn things, learning is fun, yay."
"I hate this." Kurt commented as he walked along with Santana, Mercedes and Rachel to his next lesson.
"At least Finn isn't acting like a total idiot anymore." Mercedes pointed out. "Right Rach, that white boy is gonna help us deal with Karofsky right?"
"I do believe Miss Pillsbury and I were able to talk some sense into him." Rachel replied proudly. "Of course I also had to explain to both of them what Karofsky's song choice for his solo was actually about. Can you believe they actually thought it was about being touched by someone spiritually and emotionally?"
"Miss Pillsbury's a total prude." Santana shrugged. "Even more than you are. And Finn believed Quinn got preggers in the hot tub so it's not that surprising."
"Well, from now on things can only improve right?" Rachel asked with a smile.
"Rachel!" Mercedes and Kurt complained. "Why'd you have to say that? Now everything's gonna get worse. You just totally jinxed us."
"Great, well done, Berry." Santana sniped. "Come on, Hummel, keep your head up." She encouraged wrapping her arm around his waist. "You get to see Puck this weekend; at least that's one good thing."
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