Chapter Ten.25 – One Fourth of Furt

I miss you Sam. Call me xo.

I miss yuo 2! I sent back. I promise I can spell, at least somewhat. (My dyslexia isn't THAT bad, I'm not an invalid), I just can't fucking type.

Awwwwwww. I felt my heart flutter like a butterfly's wings thinking about it. Kurt missed me. My Kurt actually missed me! Maybe he does love me after all. As much as I loved cuddling with him all night, I think my heart broke a little when he couldn't say it back. But it was okay because once he saw this ring, we'd get together and they'd write songs and books and fanfiction about us for years to come-WAIT!

You know that record scratch noise they play in movies when something in the scene is a total cockblock...oops I meant buzzkill? Yea, insert one of those sounds here.

That text wasn't from Kurt. It was from Quinn.

I felt like that Wile E. Coyote right as he went tumbling over a cliff. SHHHIIIIITTTTTT.

You and me, Breadstix, tomorrow, 8:00? She replied back later.

See you then.

Before my ears explode from verbal assault, let me explain. Kurt and I aren't together and even though I want us to be really badly, going out to eat with Quinn is just that. It's just dinner. It's not a date. I won't show up dressed nice or with combed hair and a pocketful of breath mints or anything special, and most of all, Kurt will understand that we're just going out to eat as two friends.

"SAMUEL EVANS! I DO NOT UNDERSTAND HOW YOU CAN LEAD ME ON AND THEN TURN AROUND THE NEXT DAY AND GO OUT ON A DATE WITH HER!" Kurt yelled at me. With each word, I shrank farther and farther away from Kurt's booming voice and glaring eyes. When he was angry, he was just damn scary. "I HAD TO FIND OUT ABOUT THIS BECAUSE SHE TWEETED ABOUT IT! WHEN WERE YOU PLANNING ON TELLING ME ABOUT THIS!"

"It's not a date, for the millionth time! I'm just going out to dinner with her! Dude, chill. I promise I wasn't leading you on! I really do care about you!"

"You cannot possibly expect me to believe that you're just going to have dinner with the girl who obviously likes you and who you have shamelessly flirted with in my presence since day one! And if you ever call me 'dude' again, Samuel, I swear I will out your bottle job to the entire school," he seethed.

"Kurt, baby, please!"

"NO SAM! I GAVE YOU A CHANCE AND YOU BLEW IT! JUST GO AND ENJOY YOUR TIME WITH HER!"

"Fine. I will. I'm really disappointed Kurt, I thought you of all people would understand that I've been honest with you this whole time…I love you." I whispered that last bit in between the loud sniffles and rapidly forming tears in my eyes.

It was too late to back out now, the damage was already done.

I barely touched my food, or even one of those frozen breadsticks Quinn and I had such fun joking about last time we were here together. I just couldn't stop thinking about Kurt's face when he told me to take a hike. His eyes had been so firm and set in his anger. He really must hate me…

"Are you okay Sam?" Quinn asked. "You seem a little out of it." She had been giggling about girly things this whole time, but I had paid about as much attention to her as I had to my food…maybe even less.

"It's nothing Quinn, I'm fine. Just a slight, um, headache." Yea. That was brilliant Sammy. You better hope that the cliché about blondes begin stupid is true.

"If you say so…"

"I'm sorry, Q. I know I haven't really paid much attention to you."

"It's alright, I haven't talked about anything you really care about."

"…oh."

Ring….rrriinnngggg…..rrrinnngggg! Listening to the sound reminded me that I had just spent most of my savings from the last four years on a ring. C'mon Kurt, you can't possibly be THAT mad at me! Pick up the phone!

He didn't. So I left a voicemail.

"Hey Kurt, it's Sam. I really wish you'd call me back. I really want to talk to you. I'm sorry about earlier. Please baby, just call me back, okay?"

He didn't.

"Stop picking on Kurt!" Artie said with a sneer that a yeti would've been proud of.

"D'you mind? I'm changing!"

Karofsky. Just his name makes me want to punch something, preferably him. He's got a black pit of a heart and no soul whatsoever. It disgusts me to share a species with this guy.

Mike and Puck were watching closely, but Karofsky just ignored Artie. He probably has some beef with him because his legs don't work.

"We're serious!" Mike slammed the locker door shut in Karofsky's face. I couldn't help but to look up from putting on my clean socks for practice and watch this ticking time bomb play out.

"From now on, you're gonna leave him alone."

"Look, if he wants to be a homo, that's up to him. But don't rub it my face."

I can name a few things I'd dearly love to rub in his face. Or even better, stick in his face and give him a taste of it all…if you catch my drift, that is.

"We're not asking you."

"We're done talking about this. So just BACK OFF!" Mike spat in his face.

"Man YOU back off!"

And here is where it all became a tangled heap of chaos. (Did I really just say that? Kurt's vocabulary must be wearing off on me. Now that I think about it, I've been narrating better for several chapters now…anyways, back to the fight scene)

Karofsky shoved Mike on top of Artie, knocking the wheelchair over. They both groaned and Puck shot me a look saying 'DO SOMETHING!'

I jumped in there and took a wild swing at Karofsky's gut. It connected and I was able to use my momentum to shove him into the lockers. He recovered quick enough though, and sent a punch flying at my face, which slammed into my eye. Lights flashed like the flux capacitor on the Delorean and stars clouded my vision. Pain was instant and extremely palpable (Yea! Another big word!) But Sammy does NOT like getting hit in the face. I don't want to ruin the flawless symmetry or else Kurt won't like me anymore.

We tousled a little more, but the worst was over. Both of us were in too much pain to get in anymore good, manly licks. We shoved each other around a little and I ended up on my back on the cold hard floor, thumping my head hard when I went down. My poor brain was going to start leaking out my ears if we kept this up much longer. The pain from my eye and now the back of my throbbing skull was starting to cause blackness to eat at the edges of my vision.

A loud, bellowing voice came screeching out of nowhere and yanked the fat boy off me. I still sat up quickly and lightly punched Karofsky in the arm, but it was a girly, gay punch.

"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE!" the Beiste yelled.

Karofsky and I just glared daggers at each other. If looks could kill, we'd both be six feet under.

"Oh my god, Sam I heard what happened!" Quinn came running up to me from where the Cheerios were practicing out on the field once I managed to finish changing and make it out there. My skull was still pounding like someone had struck it with a massive hammer.

"You're so brave and courageous for doing that! Kurt is so lucky to have a hero like you…"

I smiled at that thought.

"...And so am I," she said, quickly tangling her fingers in my hair and bringing me down for a kiss right on the lips. It was quick but when I looked up, a stunned and clearly pissed Kurt was staring at us from across the field.

Cue another record scratch and Wile E. Coyote moment.

SSSHHIIITTTTTTT.

A/N: This one is a little shorter than the last few have been, but not to worry. This chapter has so many major plot points in the story that I've decided to split it into four parts to make sure they're all properly addressed. I've only got three chapters left before I have to decide whether or not to start work on a sequel. Reviews might aid in that decision...just saying.

I really hope you guys are liking the story now that I've finally got the characters where I want them and the love triangles have been set up!

As always, PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE review! Taking two minutes to write a few sentences really makes an author's day and is what encourages us to keep working!

And maybe if you're lucky and I get my beloved reviews, I'll bring back an old friend of Sam's in the upcoming chapters and there MIGHT be some hot Kum action!

You'll have to stay tuned to find out!