Chapter 37

Kurt couldn't still quite believe that he was actually here. He was grateful for Sebastian to be there with him and to kindly remind him that he was and that this was actually happening.

So he smiled as he poured a glass of water, from the Smythe's kitchen sink. It was late evening, and Sebastian was asleep upstairs.

Bertha was not home, she was often out to conferences or so, but Kurt had had time tohave a few talks with her. He was glad to find Bertha quit easy to talk to and she seemed to think found of him in return and Sebastian had told Kurt that he was happy that he at least could talk to his mom, to which Kurt had told him so was he. James they had only seen one time since he had "the talk" with Tom and Sebastian, and when they had ran into him again he had only nodded once at Kurt before he had hurried out the door again. Sebastian had started to apologise, but Kurt had been quick to kiss him quit and say that he didn't have to apologise on his father behave, if he doesnt feel for it. Sebastian had smiled so big and said that, that was one of the reasons he loved him so much, because i just got him and just understood him. And later that day Sebastian had also thanked him up in their room, twice.

But now as said, Kurt was pouring a glass of water and stood back against the kitchen counter, thinking back to all this wonderfull days he had spent in Paris.

Suddenly his phone set off, he jumped a little, because of the noise.

He glanced quickly at the caller ID, before answering

'Hello'

'Fuck... Kurt?' There was a ruffling sound on the other end of the phone.

'Yeah... Tom?'

'Yes, it's me...'

'Where are you and why are you calling me in the middle ofthe night,,' Kurt asked, trying to keep his voice down a little.

'I didn't know who else i should call...'

'What do you mean?'

There was some shouting, then a bang sounding like some doors being slammed.

'I hoped that you could maybe help me?'

'Help you? Tom, where the hell are you?'

'I give you an address, but could you maybe come an get me here?'

Kurt looked at the clock again, then glanced back at the stairs up to where Sebastian was still sleeping.

'I think i will go wake up Bas..'

But Tom interrupted him 'Please don't.. Just don't wake him...'

'Okay... But so please tell me what's going on?' Kurt frowned a little, but still he was on his way to the hallway.

'I tell you all. But not over the phone'

'Okay.. But Tom?'

'Yes?'

'Are you okay?'

'I don't know Kurt... I don't know..'

'What do you mean by that...'

'Please just.. Just come get me?'

'I'm on my way'

Kurt ended the call and seconds after a text rolled in with an address, Kurt walked out and closed the door. Then he dialed a cap and 10 minutes after he was on his way.

He considered leaving a sms for Sebastian saying that he wasn't there, but he decided against it.

15 minutes driving, the cab stopped in front of a big grey house. Kurt couldn't see Tom anywhere and there was no light in the house.

'Will you pay by card?' The cap drivers voice, interrupted Kurt's thoughts.

'Card... But could you maybe wait like 10 minutes, then i want to go back again?'

'Yeah, sure'

Kurt thanked him and then opened the door, to take a step outside.

nc he was outside, he looked around, seeking after any sign of live or light. Then in one small window in the shelter of the house in front of him, he saw a small light burn, he began to walk over.

'Kurt?'

He turned when he heard his name being shouted from behind him. And saw Tom stood 10 meters away, walking towards him.

'Tom..' Kurt said, as the older came closer.

Tom walked with his head down and his hands around his chest, a sight Kurt had never seen before. Tom used to walk open and free all the time, never like this, never closed of.

'Are.. Are you okay?' Kurt asked as Tom stood right infront of him.

Tom flickered his eyes to Kurt's just one second and then down again 'Can we just drive'

'Yeah sure' Kurt answered and opened the door. The older man crawled inside, with Kurt after him.

Neither said anything on the way home, Tom stayed with his head down and his arms around himself.

Kurt paid the cab driver and thanked him for the waiting, then he headed inside with Tom.

Once they were inside, Kurt took of his coat and boots, and turned to Tom, but the man hadn't moved since they came in.

He walked over, settling a hand down at his shoulder 'Tom...' Kurt whispered.

Tom turned around and looked for the first time up and directly in Kurt's eyes.

Kurt felt his stomach twist a little at what he saw. Tom looked so completely tired, sad and angry at the same time.

'Kurt..' Tom just whispered back, before he collapsed in Kurt's arms. Kurt nearly stumbled back, with the force, but managed to hold his ground, his own arms taking a hold around Tom's back. He hadn't a clue of what was happening, he just knew that right now he needed to hug this man in his arms back. An so he did.

Tom had know idea where he was, when he first opened his eyes and no idea what time it was. The only thing he knew what that he was laying with his head in someone's lap and said someone was playing with his\hers fingers in his hair.

'Hey... You're awake?' A voice whispered.

Tom blinked a couple of times and turned his head

'Kurt!' And then it all came flashing back. 'Shit... I think i need to...'

Before he said anything else, Kurt had helped him sit up a little and a bowl was in front of him.

'Thank you..' Tom said.

'Anything else you need?' Kurt asked.

Tom shaked his head and looked over at the younger man, seeing he sat looking at him, his big blue eyes shned in the dimmed light in the living room. He couldn't believe he actually had called Kurt, of all people.. Seb would kill him if he knew... And ohh... Shit he should probably explain this... But...

'Are you okay Tom?' Kurt asked and made a move to come closer, taking Tom's hand.

Tom closed his eyes, he was so grateful for getting to know this man sitting before him and so incredibly happy that Sebastian had found this man.

'I'm okay now Kurt' Tom tried giving a small smile and squeezed Kurt's hand back.

'I think i might need to explain this?'

Kurt started shaking his head 'No.. No you don't need to explain anything to me, if you don't want to'.

Tom sighed and closed his eyes again, if anyone, if he could talk to anyone about this, Kurt would be the one. He took a deep breath.

'I want to explain' He said.

Kurt scrunched his eyes a little and blinked at him, seeming to look for something, then he nooded and settled back against the couch.

Tom looked up, his eyes looking at Kurt.

'I start at the beginning. That day Seb and i talked with my father. My father told me i had to take over the firm. But not with those word. He kind of told me i had no choice, he told me that i owed him, because back when him and mom helped through rehab, he lost a lot of money in the firm, because he already had set of the firm here in Paris and then suddenly was forced to stay in LA. He told me i was weak because i became an addict and weak because i couldn't stay out of the drug by myself. He told me i had to take over the firm and i don't have a choice, that i will have to give up all my live in LA. All the live i have build up, to came back here and work for him'

'What the fuck...' Kurt began, but Tom held up a hand, to say he wasn't finished, so Kurt closed his mouth and continued to listen.

'That night when Seb and i walked away from that meeting with me father, i got out and drank. A lot. A was offered some drugs... Coke from someone and i said yes..' A tear began falling down Tom's cheek.

Kurt scooted closer, cradling Tom in his arms.

'After i took that i can't remember much more..i..i remember that evening when i came here and you and Seb helped me back to bed... I... I went out again after that ..several times. I started seeking out where i knew i could get something. Only coke to start with, but then i was offered something harder and i really didn't see an idea of why not.. So i just took everything i was offered. Then two nights ago i found this place.. Where, were you picked me up to day.. Usually i take a cab there myself, but today i lost my wallet there.. i think it probably got stolen i don't know... And then i started freaking out because that meant i couldn't get any drugs and that thought scared the shit out of me, because i began wondering what i could do to get the drugs.. And then... Then i called you.. Beause.. I just.. I was so fucking scared Kurt'

Tom was sobbing right now.

Kurt sat listening, he didn't knew what to say, so he just hugged Tom closer to him and kissed his head.

'I'm glad you called... I think that's very brave of you to do... And i'm happy that you called me' He tried, hoping that he chose the right words. He felt Tom mumbling thank you and then he buried his face further down Kurt's shoulder.

They sat like that quite some time, Kurt could see it was beginning to listen up outside, so the time would be around in the morning now. Suddenly the front door was being opened and Kurt looked up to see who it was.

In Front of him stood James, his eyes big and judging on Kurt.

'WHAT THE HELL?' He shouted

Kurt flinched a little and Tom untangled himself from his arms

'Dad.. ' Tom began, but James ignored him, his eyes thundering against Kurt.

'You think you are so smart.. Huh?.. You think no one would be around to see this little show... You just act ohh so innocent when Sebastian is around and then bam, a night you are all over Tom as well.. This is why i don't like your kind..' James half shouted and was now walking over to stand in front of Kurt.

Kurt swallowed, then he stood up as well, he didn't like feeling threatened by this man.

'What do you mean my kind?' He asked, trying to keep his voice firm.

'By your kind i mean, someone who just think he can waltz in here and show of this behavior. Like he is this kind of saint wh are so nice and sweet that everyone likes him. But i don't buy that one fucking second. You are a twink who shouldn't be aloud in this house. One thing is that my boys have chosen this lifestyle but i don't like to have it shoved in my face, and definitely not by you. The second Sebastian isn't near you, you are throwing yourself over Tom, like a completely whore'.

'What..' Kurt tried interrupting James, but he continued.

'Whore.. Yes whore, because that is what you are. A completely ass licking, self-centered, non-lovable dirty open mouthed...'

SLAM!

Kurt looked mortified, when James fell to the ground, completely blown unconscious, then his eyes shifted to the one who had punched him.

'Bas..' He whispered and ran over in his arms.

'Fucking hell... Princess..' Sebastian whispered, taking Kurt in his arms, kissing his hair.

Then his eyes found Tom, who sat curled up on the couch.

'What exactly had been going on here?' He asked, looking over to his brother.