"The Prosecution calls Kurt Hummel to the stand!" Mike's father called out.
Kurt looked over at Finn, feeling his eyes prickle with tears. "Do I have to go up there?" he whispered.
Finn nodded, squeezing his hand gently. "It'll be okay. Just go. Look, you have two options here. We can call this off early, or you can do your best," Finn told him softly as Blaine rubbed his shoulder to give him some encouragement.
Kurt got up from his seat and slowly made his way up to the witness stand. The entire trip there was very slow and painful, but somehow, Kurt made it.
"Can you state your name and address?"
"Kurt Hummel. 415 Whitman Ave., Lima, Ohio," Kurt said.
"You are a junior in high school, right?"
Kurt nodded in response. "Yes."
"Do you remember what had happened the evening on January 4th?" Mr. Chang asked.
Kurt nodded. How could he forget? That was the night that started everything, the night that made all of his dreams nightmares, that night that made his life a living hell for months. He felt tears fill his eyes, but he tried to hold them back the best he could. "Yes," he replied, hearing his voice waver slightly.
"Can you tell us what happened in details, please?"
"I-I was headed to my c-c-car, but I-I-I forgot to tell authorities I was going home early, so I was on m-m-my way b-b-back over there, and I-I-I s-s-saw K-K-K- t-t-t-hem th-th-th-there. Th-the-the-y question wh-wh-what I was d-d-doing there. I told them I was just h-h-headed by t-t-to the s-s-s-school, b-b-b-but s-s-s-s-s-soon enough th-th-th-they r-r-recognized m-m-me and the next th-th-th-thing that I-I-I kn-kn-knew th-th-they were f-f-f-forcing me t-t-to l-l-l-look d-d-down. Then my c-c-c-cell phone rang, and I p-p-p-picked it up, yelling that I was o-o-o-out in the p-p-p-p-parking l-l-lot, but they shoved it out of my h-h-h-hands and I f-felt one of them hit me in-in the back of my head. I a-a-awoke to being tied to a fence with t-t-t-tape on my m-m-m-mouth. I p-panicked. Th-th-then A-A-A-Azimio came in and th-th-th-threw me into the c-c-car trunk. I screamed the whole w-w-way there- and I-I-I." And that was when Kurt's entire resolve broke, and he leaned his head down as low as possible to try and hide his tears from everyone, though Blaine could see that he was wiping his eyes when he thought nobody was watching. He wanted to jump up from his seat and just hold Kurt while he cried, to let him know he was safe and that everything was going to be okay.
"Do you need a minute?" Mike's dad asked him.
Kurt nodded into his hands, letting the tears fall down his cheeks as silent, hysterical sobs erupted from his chest. He could barely even breathe. It took him ten minutes, but somehow, Kurt managed to collect himself together.
"You may continue."
Kurt sniffled, sounding congested, but he didn't dare look up at everyone. "The next thing I knew w-w-w-was that I was being forced into s-s-s-some shed out in the woods, and then the next thing that happens is that I-I-I-I g-g-g-get the c-c-c-crap beaten out of me."
"And in addition to that, they forced you to breathe in ammonia, which has resulted in you having breathing problems and needing special breathing medications. Is that correct?" Mike's dad asked. Kurt could almost hear the empathy in his attorney's voice.
"Yes, that is c-c-c-correct," he said.
"What else did David Karofsky do?"
"He t-t-t-t-touch-ch-ch-ched m-m-me," Kurt said tearfully.
"Where?"
"A-A-All o-o-o-ov-v-v-ver." Kurt looked up slightly, his hands shaking violently in his lap.
"Can you tell us where he touched you in particular?" Mike's father asked.
Kurt looked at Mr. Chang, hoping he would take back the question, but Mike's father seemed determined to prove the evidence correct.
"M-M-M-My ch-ch-ch-chest, d-d-d-down th-th-th-there, he k-k-kissed m-m-m-my n-n-neck. H-H-H-He h-hit me across the f-f-face, t-told me that I w-w-want it and that I loved it. He told me I was gonna b-b-be left to die and that no one w-w-would c-c-care," Kurt choked through the tightness in his throat.
"Did he perform oral sex on you?"
"Yeah, h-he forced me t-to do it too." Trent felt sick when he saw just how embarrassed Kurt was. He looked as though he couldn't decide whether or not he wanted to throw up or faint.
As Kurt continued describing the assaults with as much detail as he possibly could, it was so long and grueling for him, and it made Blaine feel sick to the pit of his stomach that Kurt was forced into something he didn't even want. He wanted to jump on Karofsky and kill him, litteraly.
"What are you feeling right now?"
"Honestly, what am I supposed to say? I mean, I-I lost my first kiss by the same exact person who did this, which was important to me, my virginity which was even more important to me, I'm starting to question if God even does exist and if he does, does he have something against me? Like what did I do to deserve this? What? That I have feelings and romantic attractions that I cannot control?" Kurt said. "And sometimes I just feel like-like, if I didn't have other people around me constantly, I probably would have done something I regret even thinking about."
"And what is that, exactly?" Mr. Chang asked.
"That I-I, I actually occasionally thought about killing myself," Kurt admitted. He felt hot tears burn his cheeks as he looked down in embarrassment.
"Thank you, Kurt. Nothing further."
That was when Tim stood up to question him. It just made Kurt have a queasy feeling in his stomach, like he was going to throw up.
"You claim that you didn't want any of this, correct?" Tim asked him in a harsh, disgusted tone.
Kurt nodded, frightened beyond belief.
"When in indeed you wanted it?"
"No! No I-I-I didn't say that!" Kurt said.
"Clearly you're lying,"
"Nobody's told a single lie since the trial even started! I am not being dramatic! What happened, happened! This is all real! Everything I'm feeling right now is for real!" Kurt yelled.
"Are you sure, fag?" Tim demanded again with a sneer. Rachel flinched at that. She heard that all the time when people talked about her fathers when they just simply went out to dinner. She couldn't believe that Karofsky's lawyer would use such language in a court room, for Christ sakes.
"Yes!" Kurt said tears pooling in his eyes. David felt ready to jump on that asshole when he saw the desperation in Kurt's eyes, the begging. "Why would I lie?"
"Objection!" Mike's father called. "Hostility to the witness!"
Tim smirked. "Nothing further."
That was the moment Kurt got up from his seat, completely shaken by what had happened. Now, he was officially starting to have doubts. He immediately sat between his brother and his boyfriend again. Blaine immediately pulled Kurt close to him and began to sing very, very quietly.
If I could turn back time
If I could find a way I'd take back those words that hurt you and you'd stay
I don't know why I did the things I did I don't know why I said the things I said
Pride's like a knife it can cut deep inside
Words are like weapons they wound sometimes.
I didn't really mean to hurt you I didn't wanna see you go I know I made you cry, but baby
If I could turn back time
If I could find a way
I'd take back those words that hurt you
And you'd stay
If I could reach the stars
I'd give them all to you
Then you'd love me, love me
Like you used to do
If I could turn back time
My world was shattered I was torn apart
Like someone took a knife and drove it deep in my heart
You walked out that door I swore that I didn't care
But I lost everything darling then and there
Too strong to tell you I was sorry
Too proud to tell you I was wrong
I know that I was blind, and ooh...
Ooohh
If I could turn back time
If I could turn back time
If I could turn back time
ooh baby
I didn't really mean to hurt you
I didn't want to see you go
I know I made you cry
Ooohh
If I could turn back time
If I could find a way
I'd take back those words that hurt you
If I could reach the stars
I'd give them all to you
Then you'd love me, love me
Like you used to do
If I could turn back time (turn back time)
If I could find a way (find a way)
Then baby, maybe, maybe
You'd stay
Reach the stars
If I could reach the stars
Author's Note
The song was "Turn Back Time" by Cher. Also, I hit the milestone of 100 reviews for this story! Continue praying for Becca! I looked at the news, and they have no idea what caused his death. July is a bad luck month for the Glee cast: first Cory died, Lea and Chris get their twitters hacked, and now Becca's boyfriend dies the same exact weekend Cory died! And I'm not even superstitious OK?!