A/N: I hope that everyone's safe after that Hurricane Sandy disaster. The lights in my house only flickered but that was it. Hope you guys are all okay! Plus, Glee's back this Thursday and I'm excited for the return of Mercedes, Quinn and Mike and the Grease episode too!
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Chapter 21:: It's Not Christian
"Because I was so jealous that you could just prance around in school and that you were out and proud while I had to hide who I really am. I'm gay, Kurt! Just like you."
Kurt's heart jumped.
"What?" the singer frowned.
"I'm gay, Kurt." Dave sighed tiredly. "Look, can we talk about this? Somewhere private?"
For some reason, the countertenor was starting to understand everything. It made actual sense. Kurt was already out and proud when he first came out to his father, Burt in his sophomore year and before that, people around him already guessed that he was gay. No other boy would wear "insane fashionable collages" in which he'd worn tons of bowties, rarely wore socks with his dress shoes, wrapped his neck with dozens of oddly-themed scarves and ascots and most of all, his hair was always perfectly coiffed in place, courtesy of his constant hair spraying ways. Except Blaine.
But David was different. He didn't conform to the gay stereotype because he was never interested in fashion, shopping, Broadway musicals and he wasn't effeminate. As Kurt was connecting the dots in his mind, he realized that Dave was right. He did practically prance around and showed the world that he was gay but Dave couldn't do that. He was in the football team and he was one of the most popular guys back then. Being gay was obviously frowned upon and realization hit Kurt in the face.
Oblivious to it all, he was making Dave's life harder than it needed to be back in high school. And all Kurt could feel now was sympathy and regret.
"Sure," Kurt nodded and he led Dave into an empty visitors' room where he immediately sat down on one of the comfy red leather seats. Dave hesitated for a moment, completely astonished at how Kurt was really giving him the chance to talk and he promptly sat down on a seat beside Kurt, a fond smile on his face.
"So you're gay too?" Kurt broke the silence with an arched eyebrow. "When did you realize that?"
"In high school actually," Dave cleared his throat. "Kurt, I'm so sorry that I was a monster to you back then. It's just..." He paused to think before saying it. "I was going through a very confusing time and all my life, I somehow always had crushes on guys and... I don't know."
Kurt sat there, stunned that his former bully wasn't the man he once thought he was. "Why?"
"What do you mean?" Dave cocked his head.
"Why didn't you come to me?" Kurt blurted out. "You obviously know that I'm gay so why didn't you ever talk to me about it? I could've helped you."
"Kurt, if Azimio and the gang saw me talking to you, you and I would be dead."
Kurt shivered at the last word (since he literally is being targeted by some psycho right now) and he leaned back in his seat, finding it hard to remember all the other jocks' faces.
"But in truth, I've always tried to find and talk to you alone but your friends were always protecting you." Dave admitted with a half-laugh. "It was so hard because Azimio was always pressuring me to give you special treatment. But I couldn't do it."
Kurt noticed the sag in Dave's shoulders. "You kissed me, David. Why?"
Dave closed his eyes in guilt. "I just wanted to know how it felt like to kiss a boy... I know it sounds stupid—"
"It's not stupid. Like you said, you were going through a very confusing time then." Kurt assured him.
"But still, I had no right to do that. And ever since that day, I've regretted it and I desperately wanted to apologize to you. But I never got the chance..."
"I forgive you," Kurt said.
Dave stared at him with wide eyes. "What? No! I was horrible to you. For four years. You can't just let me off the hook—"
"David, I can see that you're different now. You've changed. You're not the David who tortured me back then and I can see that you're okay with yourself now."
"But—"
"David, I've always thought that there was a good side to you. When we were in high school, you may have acted like this evil homophobic asshole who hates on everything but now, I want to move on. And so should you."
"So..." Dave sighed. "Can we start over? Please, Kurt. I want to make this right."
Kurt fought back a smile. "I'd like that."
He reached out and he gently pulled David into a tender hug. David felt a comforting warmth swell him up and he sighed in content, not believing that this was really happening. As they pulled away, Kurt had a wide grin plastered onto his face.
"Who's the lucky guy?" Kurt blurted out, gesturing at the wedding ring that was on Dave's finger.
"Oh," the man blushed and Kurt chuckled at how was acting like a little boy there. "His name's Scott and we met in college. I had a football scholarship and he was studying to become a lawyer. I don't know exactly what but we clicked. And ever since, we've been together and we got married two years ago."
"He sounds like a great guy," Kurt mused with a grin.
"Here, let me show you." Dave fished out his Blackberry and he flicked it open before showing a picture of Scott to Kurt. "That's Scott."
Kurt gaped at the man's superb facial features. He was stunned at the man's defined cheekbones, the faint stubble, his sparkling green eyes and Kurt swore that he looked like an Abercrombie and Fitch model. "Holy crap, Dave. You're so lucky!"
David burst into laughter at Kurt's excited reaction and he hummed, "I know I am. I was so afraid that no one would want to be with me then and I really love him."
Kurt looked up at him and he suddenly felt moisture in his eyes. "Well I'm happy for you."
David's face fell when he noticed Kurt's sadness and he took his hand, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing," Kurt waved his hand. "It's just... you got everything you wanted. You're married to a great man, you probably have a great job and I... I want that, you know? I want to settle down and get married and maybe even have kids one day."
"It's never too late to find the one, Kurt. Scott found me when I was in a dark place. I hadn't come out to my parents yet and I was just so scared that they'll reject me. Scott already came out and he was always there to support me. So that's why when I finally came out, he swooped in to pick me up because..."
Kurt felt a tug in heart when Dave looked down, "Your parents didn't approve of you?"
"Yeah," he whispered with a slight nod. "And I told Scott for the first time that I love him when I cried in his arms."
"I'm so sorry, Dave." Kurt gasped.
"My point is," Dave wiped his tears away with a loud sniff. "You're gonna find someone who will love you for who you are, Kurt. Don't give up on love."
"Actually," Kurt scooted closer with a giggle. "I already met someone..."
As they continued to talk for a few more minutes, Dave groaned when his phone rang and Scott was getting worried as it was getting too late already and so, both Kurt and Dave promised to meet up again and Dave wanted to meet Blaine while Kurt wanted to meet Scott one day too. Exchanging another hug, Kurt waved him off (silently grateful none of his friends saw David because he was sure that they would attack and tell him off). He was now wondering how he was going to tell and convince his friends that he and David are friends now and Kurt smiled at that. Friends.
By the time he returned to Finn's room, he almost had a heart attack.
"What the hell?" Kurt accidentally blurted out and everyone turned around to look at him wide eyes.
All of his friends from high school were right in front of him — Mercedes, Sam, Quinn, Tina, Mike, Artie, Puck, Sugar, Jake, Marley and Joe.
"What are you guys doing here?" the countertenor queried, hesitation laced in his tone.
"We saw on the news that you were in the hospital and so we all scrambled to get here as fast we could," Tina answered with her hands on her hips. "So can you tell us why Finn is unconscious?!"
As his friends (now formed into a mob) neared him at a dangerous pace, Kurt backed away until he felt his back collide with the wall behind him.
It was only then that he saw Blaine walk into the room, "Kurt, where have you been? You took so long in the restroom that I had to go around looking for you. Don't you ever do that again, sweetie."
"Blaine, shut up." Kurt whispered and the bodyguard only realized then that there was a crowd in front of them. As the singer was busy hushing his boyfriend, he failed to notice the rise of eyebrows and looks of realization upon his friends' faces when they heard Blaine call Kurt sweetie. None of them knew that Kurt was seeing someone at all and this simply made Mercedes angrier that her best friend hadn't been telling her anything.
"Sweetie?" The black woman stepped forward on behalf of her friends. "Holy sweet mother of tots, you're dating your—"
Kurt bolted for the door, grabbing Blaine's hand along the way and they flew out of the room. The singer couldn't take it anymore. All the lying, all the secrets and all the drama. He just needed to get out of there. He couldn't handle being interrogated by his friends and all he wanted was to find a safe haven with Blaine, away from Finn's room.
"Kurt, where are we going?" Blaine questioned as the two lovers ran down the corridor and into a small empty guest room. "Kurt! Who were those people?"
Kurt quickly closed the door and he sighed in exhaustion. "They're my old friends from high school."
"Well, I still remember Mercedes and Sam." Blaine managed to remember the time when he and Kurt went over to their ice cream parlour White Chocolate back when he had first became Kurt's bodyguard. "But why did you have to run out of there like a mad man?"
"Blaine, aside from Mercedes and Sam, none of them know who you are and that you're my bodyguard and my boyfriend! The moment they realized that I didn't tell them anything about the fact that I'm being stalked, they're gonna wag their fingers in front of my face and tell me that it's wrong of me to be in a relationship with you. God, what am I gonna do? They know that I've been hiding a lot of things because I never told them anything and now I have to explain everything and they're gonna be angry that Finn got shot! I don't want t lose you, Blaine. I love you and I will do anything to be with you. But how—mmph"
Blaine simply grabbed Kurt by the collar and pulled him into a passionate kiss, moaning and sighing in content as he felt Kurt reciprocate with his own set of moans. The bodyguard always found it adorable whenever Kurt was a babbling mess and kissing him while he was worrying about something always managed to calm his boyfriend down. When oxygen became a top priority, Blaine had to pull back and Kurt whimpered at the loss of Blaine's soft lips on his.
"Kurt! Calm. Down." Blaine assured him. "We'll just get back in there and explain everything."
"Blaine, they're gonna tell me that what you and I have is wrong. I'm just tired of all the drama and all..."
"Hey," Blaine gently placed his two hands on Kurt's cheeks and he rested his forehead on his boyfriend's with a hint of a smile. "No matter what happens, I'm still gonna be here for you. They can say all they want but I don't care. What you and I have is special and I'm not going anywhere, okay?"
Kurt felt his heart swell up, "You're not going to leave me?"
The bodyguard had to fight back a gasp, "Of course not! I love you, Kurt Hummel. Always have, always will."
A smile broke out on Kurt's face, "I love you too baby."
Blaine leaned in to give his lover a gentle kiss before he reached down to take Kurt's hand and he led him to the door. "You ready for this?"
"Yeah," Kurt nodded.
...
After half an hour of explaining everything, Kurt slumped into his chair tiredly. All his friends simply stood there in shock and while some were still consoling Rachel who never wanted to leave Finn's side, they reached out to hug Kurt. They were astonished to find out that someone out there was out to hurt him and Quinn was red with rage when Kurt admitted that Finn had drunkenly hired a man to kill him.
"We're sorry for ganging up on you earlier," the blonde woman confessed. "We had no idea."
"Yeah, you should've said something, dude." Puck said. "We can protect you. Just like in high school."
"But this is different, you guys." Kurt perked up. "This guy really wants to kill me."
Mike crossed over to him, "Well that's why you've got a great bodyguard to protect you from that psycho."
"Speaking of which..." Sugar looked around and realized that Blaine had already gone down to the cafeteria to tell Santana and the others that the rest of Kurt's friends were here. "That man is smokin'!"
"Damn, Kurt." Mercedes joined the others in laughter. "You and Blaine really got it on!"
"Guys..." Kurt groaned in embarrassment.
"When's the wedding?" Tina teased.
"Guys, stop!" Kurt stood up from his seat. "We're all here to support Finn. Not to make fun of me and Blaine."
All sorts of sighs and various murmurs of "Fine." filled the room and everyone fell into an awkward silence. Eventually, the doctors had to push them out of the room to leave Finn to rest alone — which was an almost impossible task as Rachel clung onto her husband, screaming and yelling that she doesn't want to leave him alone — and Kurt's friends went back to their homes while others who were living elsewhere in the country returned to their hotels for the night. Kurt, Brittany, Santana, Blaine, Cooper and a sobbing Rachel decided to finally return to the mansion, managing to dodge the insane amount of paparazzi outside the hospital. Being cautious bodyguards themselves, Wes and David joined them and they chose to move in for the meantime because they wanted to help Blaine make sure that no one would break in and they could serve as extra protection for Kurt and his friends.
...
As they drove into Kurt's mansion, they were relieved to find out that there was no evidence of forced entry and when Kurt opened the front door into the magnificent lobby inside, everyone relaxed in a way they never felt these past few days. With all the escaping, the stalking and the shooting, they were optimistic that the mansion's high-security system will never allow an intruder to enter the premises.
Home.
At last.
Cooper had to hold onto Blaine for support as he was awestruck that he was able to stay in a guest bedroom at such a luxurious mansion and Blaine chose to give his brother an "exclusive" tour of the mansion. Santana and Brittany helped bring Rachel up to bed (everyone deciding to unpack their luggages in the morning) and Kurt directed Wes and David into their separate guest bedrooms.
"Holy shit!" David's jaw dropped to the ground at his own bedroom and Wes almost fainted when he finally saw his own. Kurt had to hold back his laughter at the bodyguards' reactions and he was wondering how Cooper was reacting to all this too.
Since it was already 2am in the morning and that they've been stuck in the hospital all night, they chose to trudge off to bed and meet up down in the living room in the morning to discuss about their next move and where they should go from here. Kurt joined Blaine as the bodyguard checked that every door, gate and window is locked for the night and once they headed on upstairs, they smiled when they finally reached their bedroom.
"I'll join you in bed in a moment, honey. I need to take off my contacts first," Blaine hummed when Kurt emerged from their private bedroom in his signature silk pyjamas.
"Of course, baby." Kurt chuckled, his heart never ceasing to melt at the fact that his boyfriend wore glasses and he had always found the man's nerdy look extremely sexy.
Perhaps some role-playing in bed is in need here, Kurt thought with a smirk as he pulled the thick duvet over his tired body, eagerly waiting for his boyfriend to come out of the bathroom.
But all undapper thoughts aside, Kurt was really worried for Rachel and Finn. He was heartbroken when he saw the brunette burst into tears when she first saw Finn on the ground, bleeding the other day and the sight of Finn's limp body still gave him chills. He didn't want Finn to follow his dad and his two moms (Carole and Elizabeth) to the land of oblivion and he bit his lip, only realizing then he could lose his stepbrother any second now.
He remembered when he had such a huge crush on Finn in his sophomore year and when he tried to get closer to him by bringing Burt and Carole together, things backfired when the two adults fell in love. Deducing that it would be extremely awkward for the two of them, Kurt chose to back down and as the rest of his school years flew by, he'd had so many crushed on guys who would never in a million years reciprocate his feelings.
He also remembered when Karofsky's bullying got out of hand and all the boys in glee club had to band together to protect him and after seeing Dave a few hours earlier, Kurt was determined to catch up with him. He wanted to know more about his life and his marriage with Scott and he had to admit it. He was jealous. He wanted to get married, have tons of mind-blowing sex and settle down, maybe even have a few kids. But his fame robbed him of that possibility. He was afraid of what the media would think if he was in a relationship with anyone and now that Blaine was in his life, Kurt is not going to give him up.
It may sound like a saying or an idiom but it's true: Blaine did save him when he was about to hit rock bottom. When his stalking worsened, Blaine swooped in to protect him and Kurt got more than he wanted. He didn't just gain the perfect bodyguard; he met the love of his life. And he had never felt like this before. Not with Chandler, not with his crush on Finn. No one.
He could only hope that things will get better from now on. He wished that his second stalker would be arrested so that he could rot in jail for all he cared and he wished that Finn will get better. Kurt desperately wanted to see Rachel smile again. If there anyone who was always smiling and obnoxious at the same time, it'd be her. Kurt was very happy when Finn proposed to Rachel just after graduation from college and he remembered feeling a pang of jealousy as he was all alone back then. Kurt also wished that he'd be able to reconnect with his old friends again since everyone had gone their separate ways after high school and he also wanted to have the New Directions and Warblers come together again.
And last but not least, Kurt wanted his relationship with Blaine to grow and he wanted to go back to the days when they were madly flirting with each other. He missed all the romance and intimacy that was so prevalent in their relationship; it was unfortunately taken away when they had to go into hiding in Cooper's cabin. The moment that his stalker is caught, Kurt swore that he would run up to Blaine and get on one knee and propose.
He didn't want to just be Blaine's boyfriend. He wanted to be more than that. Fiancé, husband, soulmate.
"What are you thinking about?" The faint whisper made Kurt look up in surprise and his eyes widened at the man before him. Taking off his glasses and setting them on the side table, Blaine was now only dressed in his black boxer briefs for sleeping and Kurt reached over to close the lamp beside them, plunging their bedroom into total darkness.
"It's just a lot of things have happened these past few days," Kurt shrugged and yawned. Blaine chuckled at how adorable his boyfriend looked like right now.
"Honey, everything will be fine. I'm telling you: we are going to catch him for what he did to all of us. He shot your brother, almost killed Brit and he's still obsessed with harming you. But me, Wes and David are going to stop him."
"Okay," Kurt rested onto his pillow, pulling the duvet over their bodies again.
"Kurt," Blaine reached out to take his lover's hand and he squeezed it. "I'm here to protect you. I'll never let anyone hurt you."
"I know," the singer nodded. "I know that you'll always be there for me."
"Always, my love." Blaine reached over to kiss him on the forehead. "Let's go to sleep."
"Goodnight," Kurt smiled when Blaine wrapped an arm around his waist and he finally closed his eyes.
...
Blaine woke up the next morning at 10:30am. He watched Kurt sleep, his eyes admiring how perfect Kurt looked like at that moment. Deciding to get up, he accidentally made Kurt wake up and he walked over to start unpacking his luggages. As Kurt stirred up in bed, Blaine took the time to start putting all of his belongings in their walk-in closet and their toiletries in the bathroom. Kurt watched with wide eyes at the fact that Blaine was moving around in only his underwear and he had to control himself, knowing that it wasn't the right time to have sex yet.
"Morning," Blaine flashed him a gasp-inducing smile and Kurt rolled his eyes.
"Must you unpack everything while you're only in your underwear?"
Blaine only winked at him and Kurt threw a pillow at his face from their bed. "Owww, what was that for?"
"Blaine, as much as I really want to have sex, now's not the right time. With Finn at the hospital and Rachel still depressed about it."
The bodyguard sighed, "You're right, I'm sorry."
Kurt stood up and he walked over to his lover, pecking him in the lips and giggling when Blaine kissed the tip of his nose. "I love it whenever you giggle like that."
"And I love it whenever you only wear underwear to sleep," Kurt smirked.
Meanwhile...
Finn winced when white light pierced into his eyes and he frowned when he found it rather hard to open his eyes. He could hear the sounds of beeping and footsteps around him and it was only then that he finally opened his eyes.
He groaned when he felt a sharp pain course throughout his head and he looked down at the distinctive white bedding and clothes he was dressed in. I'm in a hospital?
Looking around, he felt his heart skip a beat, wondering where Rachel, Kurt and the others were right now. He felt empty when he realized that no one was there in the room and he looked around to see if his cellphone was anywhere near his bed but to no avail. He frowned when he looked down and saw that his hospital gown was two sizes too big and three needles (which were attached to transparent tubes) were pierced into his arms: one on the left and two on the right. Finn watched as what looked like blood was being carried from one of the minute bags through the tube and into his body.
Then, he heard the door open and his head shot up.
He frowned.
It wasn't Kurt. It wasn't Blaine. And it sure as hell wasn't Rachel.
The man at the doorway wasn't a doctor either—judging from the fact that he wasn't wearing any hospital wear and carrying any clipboards and stethoscopes. Finn squinted his eyes as he tried to figure out who the man was. As the man neared his bed, he swore he had seen that face before but he couldn't quite come up with anyone.
"Hello Finn," the man greeted with a hint of a smile.
"Who are you?" Finn asked.
"Don't you remember me?" The man faked a gasp. "I'm the one you came up to that night and you begged me to kill your stepbrother and you promised to pay a large sum of money in return if I had done it."
Holy shit. This is him. The Christian guy. The one who shot me and almost killed my friends and my stepbrother!
"You filthy excuse for a human being," Finn spat at him, cursing that he couldn't get up from bed to attack him. "I don't want you to kill anyone. I was drunk that night. I had no idea what I was doing—"
"It's a shame," the man said. "I'm a man of my word and you think that I'm going to just stop here and now?" He let out an evil chuckle which sent chills down Finn's spine.
"Leave my stepbrother alone, Christian." Finn declared.
"Christian?" the man frowned. "Finn, you don't even remember my name? Oh wait, you were drunk. Of course, you wouldn't remember."
"Shut the fuck up, Christian or whatever your name is!" Finn gritted under his teeth, clenching his hands into hard, bold fists.
"Actually, it's not Christian." The man smiled his famous meerkat-like smile. "It's Sebastian."
A/N: *gasps* Dun dun DUN! And oh my god, what is he going to do to Finn in that hospital room?! My heart's racing right now. :O
Please drop your reviews! I absolutely, positively, completely love what you guys have to say and with that jaw-dropping cliffhanger, a lot of Finn fans are gonna hate on me now. [Ducks for cover] And let's hope that Klaine gets back together on Thursday. =)