23rd July. Day 1
It had been a year since I left Dalton.
People say time is a healer but that's fucking bullshit. Who the fuck made that shit up? If anything, it made it worse. The scaring across my wrists would most definitely prove that. I thought about him all the time, a constant thought burning through my brain.
Kurt shook his head and sighed. He gathered his thoughts and made his way to the bathroom. He switched the light switch on and flinched, squeezing his eyes shut before making his way over to the sink and raising his eyes towards the mirror.
His eyes. They once were filled with happiness and joy but now they looked so tedious and lifeless. Kurt shook his head and sighed again. Starting to get ready, he showered, brushed his teeth, done his skincare regimen making mental checklist is his head.
The thought of returning to Dalton was making his stomach churn. The thought of having to face his family after what he did was unbearable, he knew there was no way out of it. Mr Alexander the head of Dalton Academy had gave Kurt a year out, he was very understanding and even sympathetic which baffled Kurt completely. How could anyone be sympathetic towards someone who had did such an awful, disgusting thing as cheating on your man in his own bed?
fuck. Three days and I'll be back there. I wondered if they knew I was returning? I wondered if they even cared? HA. Doubt that very much. I wish I could tell them why, I wish I could tell him why I did what I did but I can't. I just can't. they hated him and it was best if they thought of him as the scumbag who broke Blaine's heart and trust. It was better that way. They didn't need to know anything. I would rather they hated me for eternity than know the truth, but I didn't have eternity…
They did.
Kurt thought back to when he first found out about Vampires. You see it on movies and novels, and you think you know what they are. Wrong. You're totally wrong. You know absolutely nothing. This made up mythology creature who comes out at night to stalk you and feed off your blood?
Kurt smiled. I mean Vampires, right?
Sounds insane and deranged and if Kurt would even try and tell anyone about this, I'm pretty sure a straitjacket, four walls and a bad case of the crazy would be the next thing to happen in Kurt's life. Even after everything that has happened, he knows the guys trust him with at least that. I mean how do you react when you find out your boyfriend and all your friends are all over 300 years old and have to drink human blood to sustain a healthy lifestyle? You just don't know until it happens to you. Not to mention you're a HUMAN.
The first thing that ran through my mind was that they were definitely going to munch on me like a malnourished, neglected child who hasn't ate for days but I guess I'm here to tell the tale, so I guess not.
Kurt decided on black ripped jeans at the knees and his favourite black and red Moschino crew neck jumper. He slipped his high-top black converse on and grabbed his phone, keys and wallet and headed out his bedroom door. He stopped with his hand gripping the doorknob and slowly turned his head.
His cologne. Kurt took a deep breath and walked over to his dresser and gently picked up the small bottle in his hands and popped the cap off. He lifted it up to his nose and took a deep breath in. it was outrageously expensive, and the aroma was very strong but pleasant. He loved it. it reminded him of HIM. It reminded him of his Blaine. His boyfriend, the love of his life.
I wished I could have been a better me, for you Blaine.
He tried to hold the tears in, but his eyes started to burn and he could feel a lump forming in the back of his throat. "No, please not today Kurt." He whispered to himself. he placed the cologne back on his dresser and he ran his hands over his face. He placed his two hands on the top of the dresser and learned forward bowing his head, taking steady breaths
Exhale. inhale. exhale. inhale.
You did this. This is your fault. You have no right to cry about it. You don't deserve to cry about it. You fucking did this.
Kurt took a final breath in and lifted his head up. He looked at his knuckles, turning white from gripping the dresser to hard. He peels his hands away and briskly turned around and started to walk towards the door. He tried to remember what he was going out the door. Right. Food shopping with Finn.
As soon as he got to the door it flung open and Finn was standing right there
"Cheeseus c'mon dude, I've been waiting downstairs for ages for you! You said you would be like ten minutes."
Finn was the only one in this world that knew about the whole Vampire thing. It took a lot of time and a lot of explaining but he got it in the end. He was the only one I had left. The only one that cared. I remember the time where Finn couldn't even be in the same room as me incase he caught 'The Gay' and now I can honestly say he's one of the best things that's ever happened to me. He's been my rock throughout all of this, he's kinda be my medicine in a way. He's nursed me on those nights I would cry myself to sleep, he would hold me and tell me everything was going to be okay. He dealt with my self harm, my attitude, my aggression. Everything. He was the only one who knew the truth also. Why I did what I did.
"Look Finn, ten minutes isn't enough time to look this good." Kurt smiled and put a hand on his hips. "And don't look at me with them judgy little eyes either. I had a bad night."
Finn grabbed his arm and pulled Kurt towards his body and hugged him. "Do you want to talk about it dude?" He whispered in Kurt's ear.
I think about it for a moment. I think about talking but my head was all over the place and I just needed the fresh air. I feel like we had been standing there for hours but in-fact it was only a minute or two.
"Nah I'm good, thank you though. I just need to get out of this room I feel like the walls are closing in on me. You fancy watching a movie and getting fat tonight? I can make them blueberry muffins you like?"
Finn grinned "fuck yeah dude, only if I can actually lick the spoon this time though you always get pissy when I do it behind your back." Kurt laughed and kissed him on the cheek.
"That's fucking disgusting but I'll let you off tonight I'm feeling generous."
The drive to the store was.. quiet. Just the sound of the traffic passing by and the soft sound of the radio playing in the background.
I feel Finns eyes on me. I know what he wants to ask. I know he's dying to ask.
"So…. Dalton?" He says with concern. Kurt swallows but keeps his eyes on the road. A nervous laugh escapes his lips "yeah. Dalton." Finn slowly grabs kurt's free and squeezes it slightly
"You know dude, if they start giving you shit you know I'll beat them up right? Vamps or no vamps I'll have em all."
We come to a stop and I look at his hand on mine and look up to him in his eyes. I start to laugh because c'mon, Finn has no chance but I know without a doubt he would try.
"I don't doubt that for a second. Oh and Finn? Stop freaking calling me dude."