Chapter 11: Right, Nothing
As Puck wakes up, he groans. He feels that he's been run over by a truck. His head is pounding and feels like if he moves, all his energy will be gone. "Whe—where's my ring?"
"You won't need it anymore," replies a smug Blaine standing above Puck.
"How long have I been down here?"
"Three days, but that's not nearly enough time."
"What are you doing to me?"
"In the dark ages, when a vampire's actions can threaten to expose us, they would face judgment. They sought to educate them, rather than to punish them."
"You know what will happen if I don't feed on blood."
"You start to lose energy. You'll get weaker and weaker. You won't be able to move or speak. Your skin will desiccate and begin to mummify, a living corpse, unable to hurt anyone."
"So, you're just gonna leave me in the basement? Whatever."
"I injected you with enough vervain to keep you weak. Once your circulation stops we can talk in 50 years."
"I'm stronger than you think," growls Puck trying to get up from the ground.
"You keep thinking that. You're not stronger than the vervain, we both know it. I'm sorry, but it has to be this way."
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Kurt wakes up three days later with the party's events still wracking his brain. He hasn't talked to Blaine in those three days. He doesn't want to be like those annoying, clingy people who can't live without their significant other, so he doesn't try to call him. He gets out of his bed to go to the bathroom to find Rachel in there brushing her teeth.
"Oh! I'm sorry," says a disturbed Kurt.
"No, it's OK. I'm done actually," replies Rachel nonchalantly.
"Um can I ask why you're in our bathroom?"
"Finn invited me to stay over and now I'm dating your brother."
"Oh well just clean up after yourself, I guess," replies Kurt in a very confused manner.
After Rachel is done in the bathroom, she goes to Finn's room and started talking to him about what happened with Kurt. "I think you're in trouble. Kurt just caught me in the bathroom."
"I'm a drug using delinquent, girl in bed doesn't mean sorry." Then they start making out like in Twilight when you see the pain on Edward's face. Yeah, that awkward.
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Kurt goes downstairs to the kitchen with his messenger bag after he's done with his morning ritual and confronts Emma about what's happened. "Emma, do you realize what's going on up there?"
"Yes."
"And you have no objections."
"Well he could be craftier about it. At least try to be stealthier when sneaking her in and out. Oh, and just so you know; I won't be home for dinner."
"Ooh, so you're actually going to do it, you're gonna go out with Logan."
"I'm gonna show up and torture him, yes. So, have you've heard from Blaine?"
"Not since he left that very vague message on my phone three days ago. 'Hi, um, Kurt, I, um, I have something I have to do, um, I'll, uh explain in few days,'" says Kurt in his Blaine voice as he makes a bowl of cereal.
"Have you called him?"
Kurt sighs. "No, I'm not going to either."
"And you're OK with everything?" asks Emma as she was cleaning her fruit to put in her lunch.
Kurt slams down the milk, with a huff, and says, "No I'm not OK with any of it and I'm not gonna cry about it either. You know I was gonna write in my diary this morning then I thought, 'what am I gonna write?' You see I'm not gonna be one of those pathetic people whose world stops spinning because of their boyfriend…or girlfriend."
"OK then," replies Emma in a calming tone after Kurt's outburst.
"I'll be fine." And Kurt leaves Emma in the kitchen still packing her lunch while he goes to school.
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"He's awake. He's weak, but probably best to stay out of the basement. He may be pathetic, but he's still Puck," says Blaine as he warns Cooper before going to school.
"You're going to school?"
"I came here to live a real life; it's time I got back to that; and Kurt, if he's still talking to me."
"Why haven't you called him?"
"What am I supposed to say? Feed him another lie? I hate lying to him Coop; I'm not good at it. He already thinks I'm hiding something."
"What choice do you have? You came back here because you want to live as normal a life as you could. You knew this was gonna happen."
Blaine leaves the house heading towards school, hoping Kurt will still talk to him.
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"I remember the party, I remember Puck. He was being scary and kissing my neck or biting my neck. I passed out, it's like there are holes in my memory. Maybe I let him bite me," says Quinn as she trying to remember the party's events and talking to Mercedes about it while they were in her room.
"And why would you do that?" asks Mercedes as she was looking at the candle in her hand.
"Can we just not talk about it, OK? I don't want to talk about Puck, don't want to talk about any of it. Just want to go back to normal. What are doing with that candle?"
"Um, nothing. What's this?" asks Mercedes picking up the amulet that Puck stole from the party.
"Puck gave it to me; well he was going to give it to me. All I know is that it's mine now."
"It's ugly," critiques Mercedes while she looks at it.
"Then get your grubby hands off it." Quinn snatches the amulet out of Mercedes' hand.
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"The 'Sexy Suds' car wash is tomorrow and the football team and the band have committed…well not all the band, just the ones who can pull of a bikini. I want 'in your face' sexy, I mean it's a fundraiser for god sake," says Quinn as she walks down the hall with her groupies putting up fliers.
"Unbelievable. It's like nothing happened," says Kurt as he and Mercedes hear Quinn's whole lecture.
"She's in denial," reasons Mercedes.
"Hey," says Blaine as he walks up to Kurt and Mercedes.
"Hey, you know I gotta go be somewhere right now," says Mercedes as she left the awkward moment and Kurt looking after her pissed.
"Look, I'm sorry I've haven't called you in the past few days."
"No worries, I'll live," replies Kurt nonchalantly.
"I was dealing with Puck."
"And did you? Deal with Puck?"
"Yes, yeah."
"For four days?"
"You have every right to be upset, but can I explain it all to you please?" begs Blaine.
Kurt sighs. "Sure when?"
"I gotta be home after school, but Breadstix at 4:00?"
"OK."
"Thanks."
"Blaine, where's Puck? He has some serious apologizing to do," asks Quinn as she came up to Kurt and Blaine.
"He's gone, Quinn."
"When's he coming back?"
"He's not coming back. I'm sorry." Blaine walks away leaving Kurt there with Quinn.
"This is a good thing Quinn," says Kurt trying to reason with Quinn.
"I know that."
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"Hey Sam, have you seen Blaine?" asks Kurt when he sees Sam sitting be himself at Breadstix.
"No, but if you want to kill some time, um, we can talk"" Kurt seems skeptical. "Come on, we haven't seriously talked in forever," reasons Sam.
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Blaine comes home to hear Puck attacking Cooper in the basement, trying to drink his blood. While trying to save Cooper, Blaine almost breaks Puck's hand and Puck retracts from the fight. "Keep it up Puck; more energy you expend, the faster you die."
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"And there's Rachel all nonchalant in the bathroom like it's no big deal that she's always there," complains Kurt to Sam as they sit and talk.
"Yeah, I'm not gonna lie, your brother and my sister, it's weird," says Sam.
"Yeah." Kurt gets a message on his phone.
"How late is he?"
Kurt sighs. "Hitting the hour mark. Nothing's wrong though, which means I'm not talking boy problems with you."
"Good. I mean, it's not like we were never best friends or anything."
Kurt sighs. "Okay. Here goes, what do you think of Blaine? Is he a good guy?"
"Why what's he done?"
"Not any one thing he's just so secretive all the time. I think there's something he doesn't want me to know which makes me want to know even more."
"What like that he's a serial killer and he keeps a clown suit in his trunk?" Sam tries to joke.
"No of course not, but what do we know about him?"
"He's great at football, a little bit of a loner, and, as much as I hate to say it, he might be a nice guy."
"So, you think that I'm just being paranoid?"
"I think you should talk to him."
"Talk to whom?" Sam and Kurt turn to see Blaine standing there. "I'm so sorry that I'm late."
"What happened?" asks a curious Kurt.
"I got held up."
"Is everything OK?"
"There was this thing with my uncle."
"And you couldn't call to tell me that you were gonna be an hour late?"
"Well, you two have fun," says Sam wanting to exit the awkward situation. He starts to walk away to leave.
"Wait Sam!" says Kurt running up to Sam. "Thank you for being here. I really appreciate it. And I know we haven't talked in a while, but I miss you." Then Kurt hugs Sam after the longest time.
Sam sighs deeply. "I'll always be here for you. Even though we're not together anymore, I still love you. But don't let what I just said stop you from being with Blaine, okay? He really likes you and I don't blame him." Kurt blushes "Now I have to go and don't let what's happened get to you."
"Sam, you always know what to say and how to make me feel better. I'll see you later?"
"Yeah. Bye, Kurt."
"Bye Sammy," says Kurt as he watches Sam walk away.
"He really loves you," says Blaine coming up behind Kurt.
"I know he does," replies Kurt.
"But I am really sorry. It was unavoidable."
"What was unavoidable?" Blaine doesn't answer for a while. "Okay," Kurt starts to walk away.
"No wait Kurt! Please?"
Kurt sighs. "No. Blaine don't you get it? Every question gets vague answer. What is so awful that you're afraid to tell me?"
"I know you. My god," says a weird old man looking at Blaine.
"I'm sorry?" asks Blaine.
"I know you. How can it be?" The old man asks himself.
"I think you have the wrong person, sir."
"You've haven't aged a day."
"I'm sorry, excuse us." Blaine walks away with Kurt. "Can I take you home? So, we can talk about it? I that ok?"
"Wait. What was that?"
"I-I-I don't know. It was nothing."
"Right, nothing. Okay, um, I gotta go Blaine."
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I tried. I want so much to make things right, but every instinct in my body is telling me to be careful. What you don't know can hurt you. ~ Kurt