Chapter 2! Yay!
I really want to hear Chris Colfer sing "On My Own."
Kurt sat at his kitchen counter in his pajamas, staring at his finished homework. The house was so quiet that the silence seemed unbearably loud. Kurt's dad was on a date with Finn's mom. The clock seemed to read 9:00pm for much more than a minute.
Kurt decided to go outside into the backyard. The air was cool, but thick from the rain the night before, and the sky was the kind of purple that makes you feel as though you're on another planet. Kurt sat lightly on a large rock next to a little pond. He watched a wasp drink water off some damp pebbles, and then fly away, buzzing. He sighed and dropped his head into his hands, massaging his temples. Then he peeked through his thin fingers.
He noticed how his porch light was misty in the water of the pond, and how the wet pavement of the walkway shined like silver, and how he was so very on his own. Then Kurt heard music playing in his mind, and he quietly sang to himself, his lips barely moving.
On my own, pretending he's beside me. All alone, I walk with him till morning.
Kurt hugged himself as though he felt a sudden chill, and tilted his head towards one shoulder.
Without him, I feel his arms around me. And when I loose my way I close my eyes and he has found me. In the rain, the pavement shines like silver. All the lights are misty in the river.
Kurt daintily broke the glass smooth water of the pond with his finger, and the light scattered before returning to its original shape.
In the darkness, the trees are full of star light, and all I see is Finn and me forever and forever.
Kurt stood up forcefully and stared at the tree in front of him as if it had done him a great wrong.
And I know it's only in my mind. That I'm talking to myself and not to him. And although I know that he is blind, still I say, there's a way for us.
Kurt leaned against the tree as if he had forgiven it.
I love him, but when the night is over he is gone. The river's just a river. Without him, the world around me changes. The trees are bare and everywhere the streets are full of strangers.
Kurt slid down the tree and sat on the wet grass.
I love him, but every day I'm learning. All my life, I've only been pretending. Without me, his world will go on turning. A world that's full of happiness which I have never known!
Kurt realized how loud he had become and looked around to make sure nobody was listening. Every house was dark. There was only the sound of a single car driving though the next block over. Kurt picked a little blue flower and ripped off its petals, his face and neck wet with tears.
I love him. I love him. I love him. But only on my own.
I don't own Glee. All lyrics are from "Les Miserables."