Chapter 3: Mistreated
Disclaimer: I still do not own glee or their characters, but I'll keep you updated!
Blaine went to school that day to find Kurt waiting by the gate with his father as he did every day. Blaine ran to Kurt as fast as he could and greeted the other boy with an adorable wave. Pam followed close behind him and approached Burt with a smile.
"Morning" Pam greeted,
"Good morning" he replied and chuckled as he watched Kurt and Blaine in deep conversation about goodness knows what. Pam mimicked his laughter beside him,
"So... how's Kurt been about going into the first year of the actual school?" Pam tilted her head, seeming a bit concerned for the boy.
"Oh, he doesn't really talk about it much..." Burt hesitated,
"And what do you think about it?" Pam gave him a reassuring smile,
"I'm just a little worried about the other kids... you know, judging him" Burt looked down,
"It must be difficult," Pam reached out and gave a friendly pat on the back, "but you know that Blaine's always there for him, he'll be loyal to Kurt."
"Yeah, Blaine's a good kid." Burt stifled a smile and went to his son,
"Alright, Kurt, I'm going to have to go now," he reached out and have his small form a warm hug,
"I'll see you after school, have fun"
"Bai Dad!" Kurt smiled broadly,
"Bye Kurt," he said, getting up and walking back to where Pam and him were before, waiting for her to say her goodbyes to Blaine. "Blaine seems fine," Burt gestured to her son as she returned,
"I wonder why" she spoke sarcastically as she glanced back at the pair.
"Kuuurt, stap! Give it back!" Blaine giggled, trying to reach to paint,
"No! I w'nted this cu-wa!" Kurt held the pot higher,
"But I need that cu-wa for my t-wex!"
"Boys! Be careful!" Miss Pillsbury shouted as she saw the paint splashing around above Kurt's head. Kurt and Blaine looked to the teacher and in that moment, Justin took his chance to come up behind Kurt and pour the paint over his head. Blaine paused and stared at his friend is shock.
"Justin! Why did 'ou do that?!" Blaine yelled angrily at the pesky boy. He could hear the class tittering in around them. Kurt stood still, watching the paint run down his clothes. He tried very hard not to cry as he didn't want Justin to think that he was superior to him. He bit down on this green lip and held onto the denim of his jeans.
"Oh dear! Come on Kurt," Emma ran over to take Kurt's hand and pulled him towards the bathroom, pausing in the doorway, "Justin, go sit in the naughty corner!" she pointed her finger to the opposite side of the room and left quickly as the pool of green paint grew around Kurt's little boots.
"Why are you aw-ways so mwean to Kurt?" Blaine shouted furiously, following Justin across the room. He laughed viciously and replied,
"Be-cos it's funny!"
"NO! It's not! And I'm not go-wing to let you do it anymore!" Blaine folder his arms across his chest and attempted to be intimidating. The class burst out in laughter and Blaine felt belittled within the room full of hateful children.
"Aren't you?" Justin stood up and towered over the smaller boy.
"NO! Kurt didn't do anything!" Blaine raged. Justin's fists clenched and jumped onto Blaine, holding him down and using whatever strength he had to attack him.
"Get off!" he cried from underneath Justin, helplessly striving to push the larger boy off of him, when that didn't work, Blaine's mind turned into another and he threw what he thought to be a punch at Justin. He reacted with cry of laughter and proceeded to hit Blaine at every opportunity he got. Blaine's tears flooded his eyes as he noticed the whole class had gathered around to watch.
"JUSTIN! COME HERE!" Miss Pillsbury screamed fiercely as she came back into the room and had seen him beating the poor boy. Justin got off slowly and flashed a wicked grin towards Blaine before walking away.
Kurt strode towards Blaine with a district frown on his face, making Blaine do the same. He gulped as his friend approached, uncertain of what he might have to say on the whole predicament.
"Blaine, I'm sowwy," Kurt apologised, taking responsibility for the damage. Blaine was hurt but to anyone else, it wouldn't look like much. Justin was only a pre-schooler after all. Kurt still appreciated his heroic actions regardless.
"I-It's okay. Not your fawlt." Blaine sniffled, tears rolling down his face slowly but surely. Kurt's heart converted to a rapid pace in his guilt as he reached over to hold Blaine's hand. Blaine looked up, surprised. But after realising how warm and comforting it was, he gave a pleasant smile.
"Are 'ou okay?"
"Yeah, he shouldn't be bother-win 'ou anymore" Blaine promised.
A/N: Thanks for reading again, sorry about Justin, he's kind of a jerk._.
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