Chapter 11
Kurt's P.O.V
I got up by myself the next morning, surprising the household. I passed Carole on her way up the stairs to come and wake me, and she stared at me in shock because I really wasn't a morning person. I cooked Finn's bacon and was kind and made my dad some eggs on toast.
As I finished up, Dad came into the kitchen, took one look at the plate of food, and devoured it before he even said hello to me.
"Good morning Dad," I greeted, smiling.
"Who are you and what have you done to my son?" he laughed.
"Can't a person switch ones routine up?" I retaliated, still smiling.
My dad looked at me, suspicious of something. "Sure. But why are you so happy?"
"No particular reason. Can't I be happy without your permission?" I questioned; still smiling.
"Whatever," Dad shrugged, and picked up his morning paper. Today's headline read 'Candor Girl Falls From Dauntless Tower.'
My smile faded, as I read it, remembering what had happened last night. But then I remembered what happened prior to that. Blaine Anderson is what happened.
He made me feel like I was the only person in the world, making me feel like I was beautiful and special, and that I mattered. It was wonderful- not like my Dad needs to know that of course.
"I'm going to school early today Dad, I need to check something with a teacher." I told him, I gave him a quick kiss on the cheek and walked out without Finn, I didn't need his idiocy today.
Arriving at school early was great, hardly anyone was around so it was quiet for once. I took my usual spot, at the cut off point in the hall with the little window, only to find Peter there. I stormed up to him and shoved him against the wall in fury.
"I can't believe you did that! You absolute prick! My dad was worried sick, he sent out a search party! What if he had another heart attack?!" I yelled at him, my face going red with anger.
"Well that will teach you to ditch me Kurt. Running off with a Dauntless, how dare you? You should know where your loyalties lie!" he shouted, struggling against my vice grip around his neck.
"Know where my loyalties lie? How can you even say that? Lying to my parents! If you were my true friend then you would have kept your mouth shut, respected the fact that I have a boyfriend, and realise that you aren't the only person in my life!" I bellowed back at him.
Peter looked really worried now.
"Look Kurt, I'm sorry. Can you let go of me? You're hurting me," he pleaded.
"I hate you. I don't want you near me or my family. And I swear if you come near me. I. Will. Kill. You." I punctuated, and pushed him away from me, I glared at him as he ran down the hallway.
I looked to the window, just in time to see the Dauntless train hurtle along the track. I saw Puck and Santana jump off together, and Blaine just did a simple tuck and roll off of the train. It made me wonder whether there was something wrong with him. He didn't seem as enthusiastic as he was yesterday, something must be wrong. I saw him as he came closer to school, and his face said it all. Pure rageā¦
I ran to the front of the school to try and meet Blaine, before he got the chance to do what I thought he was going to do. I looked around the Dauntless hoard of people, looking for signs of Blaine, but I found nothing. I asked a couple of people who got off the train with him and they either ignored me or didn't know where he was.
I was scared now, I felt deep down that I wouldn't see Peter alive again, that Blaine was going to actually kill him. The bell went to interrupt my worrying for a second, - he's probably gone to Faction History early, I tried to convince myself, yet I knew that I was wrong.
I nearly all but ran to Faction History, only to find that Blaine wasn't there. I sat in my seat with my eyes glued to the door, hoping to see him come in.
"Who are you looking for Kurt?" Mercedes asked me.
"Blaine. I saw him jumped off the train, but he hasn't come to class yet. I'm worried," I replied, then realised that Mercedes probably didn't know what happened yesterday. Her response confirmed my thought.
"Why would you be worried about him. First: he's Dauntless and can look after himself, second: you promised you wouldn't get involved with him," she told me sternly.
"I'm sorry 'Cedes, but I couldn't help it," I pleaded. She just shook her head in response, but she did have a slight smile on her face, which signified that she wasn't that mad at me.
Class started and there was no sign of Blaine. Miss Holliday dove straight into the lesson as usual, but I couldn't concentrate, my mind kept wandering to Blaine, to what he might be doing.
A noise arose outside, I looked out of the window and I could see a group of kids surrounding two people, fighting. Without thinking I shot out of my chair and ran out of the classroom, to where the fighting was commencing.
I got to the fight, and pushed people out of my way, so I could see who it was. Blaine was straddling a frightened Peter, and was repeatedly punching his face.
"Blaine!" I cried. Blaine turned to see me, only for Peter to get to his feet. "Look out!" I shouted, small tears dribbling down my face.
Peter was aiming to kick Blaine in the face, but Blaine grabbed his foot, and dragged him to the floor furiously. Blaine punched him once more, and Peter lay still on the floor, motionless.
I rushed forward to Blaine and wrapped my arms around him, he reciprocated. I was crying and shouting, and punching Blaine's chest in fury, but there was also some sort of relief too. I clung to Blaine tightly, and he rubbed my back reassuringly.
Puck and Santana came out together, to find the two of us hugging each other on the ground, quickly followed by some teachers, one of which was Mr Schuester.
"Blaine, go," I whispered to him. Blaine kissed me on the forehead and ran for the train that was approaching.
Teachers surrounded Peter, the school nurse came with a stretcher and the teachers placed him onto it, they carried him into school whilst I was on my knees on the floor silently trying to stop my crying.
Fight, fight, fight ! I'm so childish lol, hope you liked this action-packed chapter... who am I kidding? :) Klisses to all xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
