Dear readers,
This is it! I finally broke my writers block and here is the result. Hopefully those who read this before read it, and hopefully I get more people to read as well!
Enjoy!
xoxo
ashcanwrite
The young patients enter the cafeteria, some breaking apart from their assigned groups. Rachel and Sam make an immediate run from Santana, over to where Finn is sitting. Puck, getting irritated at Arties sped, or lack thereof, pushes the boy in the wheel chair out of his way. Santana and Mercedes meet up and take seats at a table by themselves. Brittany stays with Quinn, eating her lunch whilst Quinn sketches.
"I just want this dumb assignment to be over with!" Santana exclaims as she and Mercedes eat. "I mean, Dwarf and Big Lips over there are probably the most uninteresting people I've met."
Mercedes rolls her eyes. "Please, at least you can keep a conversation with them though. Giant over there don't know anything."
Brittany smiles over at Quinn when the little artist looks up. "What?" She spits out.
"You're very pretty." Brittany comments very nonchalant.
Quinn looks taken aback. "Oh, um, well..." She just looks at the girl across the table and gives a painful grin. "Thank you, I suppose."
"I mean she is so rude!" Rachel rants on.
"So is Mercedes," Finn looks down. "She called me dumb."
"Well, Finn, you-" Sam starts but Rachel nudges him, noticing Finns sadden expression. "You are such a smart fellow!"
"Thank ya, Sam, but I don't know." Finn takes a mouth full of food. "I'll admit, I am pretty stupid."
"No, Finn, you're not stupid." Rachel smiles and places her hand on top of Finns. "You're just special."
"Yeah, very special." Artie mumbles.
Kurt and Blaine lay together, giving lazy kisses enjoying each other's presence. Kurts hand is placed on Blaines lower back, his fingers ghosting over the waistband of his pants. Blaines hand lies against Kurts cheek, his thumb rubbing the corner of Kurts mouth.
"You know," Blaine starts, "You made a complete one eighty."
Kurt chuckles and looks from the dark haired boys lips to his eyes. "What are you saying about?"
"It's just, not too long ago, you tried to kill me-"
"Which I apologized for!" Kurt interrupts.
Blaine gives a stern look, "Let me finish."
"Okay, okay." Kurt smirks and goes back to admiring the smaller boy.
"You assaulted me, sexually harassed me-"
"Oh, like you didn't like it." Kurt whispers, giving Blaine chills.
"Not the point," Blaine whispers back, looking down at the blue eyed boys hand rubbing at his waist, then back to his face. "I just don't get it. These things don't happen ever. It makes no sense."
Kurt sits up and gives Blaine a skeptic look, "Don't you believe me?"
"I do," adds Blaine quickly, "It's just…" he looks down, mumbling, "I don't understand."
"What don't you understand?" Kurt asks grabbing Blaines hand.
Blaine looks to their hands, where Kurt is rubbing soothing circles on the back of his hand.
Kurt sighs; realizing Blaine isn't going to speak. "I really care about you, Blaine." Blaine looks up at Kurt, slight confusion spread across his features. Kurt begins, "There's just something about you that intrigues me. I wanna hate you and like you all at once."
"Is that supposed to make me feel better?" Blaine frowns.
Kurt closes his eyes and lets out a breathy laugh. "Blaine, you are important to me, whether you like it or not."
"But, why?" Blaine interrupts, maneuvering his way off of Kurts bed. "Why am I so important to you?"
Kurt rolls his eyes turning to Blaine, "Does is matter why?"
"Kind of," Blaine crosses his arms, "Why is it that because I showed up, you have this connection to me? Yet, you still hurt me and made me uncomfortable to the point where I couldn't stand to be around you."
"Blaine, you need to relax." Kurt stands up and walks up to the ranting boy, putting his hands on his shoulders. "Look at me." Blaine turns his head to the side, clearly upset. Kurt grabs his chin gently, turning his face towards himself. "I know all of this is a bit much, but trust me when I say, things are gonna be different from now on. I am gonna do everything in my power to make sure you're safe and happy. Just please, trust me."
Blaine isn't sure what makes him feel so able to trust Kurt. Whether it is the gentle touch of Kurts long pale fingers caressing his tanned skin softly, the smoothness of his voice, the kind smile that plays at the corners of his pink lips, or the sincerity of the words he speaks. Whatever it is, Blaine finds himself nodding.
"Good," Kurt mumbles and places a light kiss on Blaines lips.
"Oh, my," a voice is heard suddenly.
Both boys jump apart quickly, eyes wide, staring at the petite ginger in the doorway. Blaine wraps his arms around himself, looking at the floor. Kurt has one hand behind his head and the other dragging down his face.
The woman standing in a nurses uniform is staring with wide doe eyes, but finally comes to, "Lunch time boys."
Blaine looks up, and his gaze travels between the nurse and Kurt. Kurt's the first to answer, "Yes, ma'am."
She nods politely and turns on her heel to leave. Once the footsteps are no longer heard, Blaine turns to Kurt, worry all over his face.
"She's gonna say something, we're going to be in so much trouble, oh my goodness," Blaine goes on and on, while Kurt pushes the pile of mush on his tray. Blaine glares at Kurt.
Kurt looks up, noticing silence, "Yeah?"
"How are you not worried?" Blaine whispers and looks around the large gray room for any sign of trouble. Everyone is seated and eating, the guards by the doors conversing amongst themselves.
"She's not gonna say anything." Says Kurt as he takes a bite of food.
"How do you know?" Blaine places his head in his hand, looking down at his tray.
"Something would have happened by now." Kurt states and looks up at the guards. "They would have had needles and jackets in here already."
Blaine looks up at Kurt confused, "So you think we're safe?"
Kurt nods, "For now anyway. She hates confrontation."
"How do you know that?" Curiosity lacing Blaines words.
"Alright, lunch is over, freaks!" The warden comes in and orders everyone out of the gloomy cafeteria.
Kurt stands up and grabs his and Blaines trays. "Let's go." Blaine stares after him for a moment, but then gets up and follows the rest of his section back to their floor.
The room is quiet. Everyone is back with their assigned group. The air is thick, especially around Blaine and Kurt. In the back of Blaines mind, the image of the wide eyed nurse lives there. He keeps glancing at the doors, waiting for the men in white to burst through with needles. He keeps thinking about what punishments will be brought upon himself and Kurt. He flinches at the thought of it all.
"Hey," Kurt puts a hand on Blaines thigh. He looks at the unsettled boy next to him, "Calm down, precious."
Blaine gives a weak smile, looking down at Kurts hand. It's like Kurt knows all the right things to say and do to relax and cease any negative thoughts or feelings.
"Alright, kids, pay attention because I'm only saying this once." The warden is standing by the nurses station, and next to her is the little ginger. Blaine immediately tenses up, but just one look from Kurt is all it takes for him to let out the breath he's been holding in. "This is Emma Pillsbury, she will be your new nurse."
"What happened to nurse Gladys?" Brittany asks worried.
"Nurse Gladys has been reassigned another floor. Turns out she's been less attentive than a squirrel when it comes to watching out for you crazies." The warden turns to Emma. "Good luck, and have fun caring for these unfortunate beings." Before the warden leaves she adds, "Don't be rude, introduce yourselves! Worthless kids…"
Emma stands still; everyone has their eyes on her. She clears her throat, "Hello, everyone, I'm Emma, well, Nurse Emma, and I'm glad to be here."
"That makes one person here." Noah calls out, which causes a few people to laugh.
"Okay, that's good! Laughter," She giggles awkwardly, "What's your name?"
"Noah," He answers seeming already bored of the conversation.
"Noah, oh, I like that name, great keep it going!" She claps her hands excitedly.
As everyone introduces themselves, Blaine watches Emma and her reactions. She may be a nurse, but she's just as awkward and weird as they rest of them here. She seems like a kind woman who actually wants to help. Blaine smiles when she folds her hands onto of her lap after she takes a seat opposite of him. It reminds him of his mother and the way she always folds her hands.
"You, sweetie?" Blaine realizes that she is talking to him.
"Oh, I'm Blaine." He smiles nervously, unsure if she realizes he's one of the boys she walked in on earlier.
"Blaine," She smiles at him, "It's very nice to meet you."
Blaine nods, "You, too."
"And lastly," She turns and gives a fond smile.
"You already know me, ma'am," Kurt grins.
"Yes, Kurt, I know you." Emma looks around the room, as if trying to retain all of the information.
"Hi, kids!" a voices booms into the room. Blaine notes that it's William. "Well, I've got quite the lesson for today." He stops and notices Emma. "Well, hello."
"Hi, Will." Emma smiles, blushing deeply.
"What are you doing in here?" William asks, taking a step closer to her.
"Oh, I was reassigned to this section." She plays with the folds of her white dress.
"I guess I'm gonna be seeing a lot more of you." William gives her a loving expression.
"Yes, I suppose so." Emma turns scarlet.
Everyone else looks at each other, feeling as if they're intruding.
"Excuse, but before I throw up, maybe you should continue with your amazing lesson?" Santana says, causing William and Emma to looks away from each other embarrassingly.
"I'll just get back to me, my, the uh, nurses' station." Emma stutters and gets up.
"Right, yeah," William watches her go. When he turns back around, a few people are raising their eye brows or smiling big. William clears his throat, "Right, so the lesson."
"Right the lesson," Mercedes rolls her eyes.
"Well, I thought we could talk more about ourselves." William begins.
"Golly, how long did it take you to come up with that?" Noah fakes wonder.
William gives a bitter chuckle. "Alright, wells, how long have you all been here? Hmm? Long enough right? And I bet more than half of you don't know anything about anyone, other than their names."
Everyone is quiet.
"That's what I thought." William stands up.
Blaine takes a deep breath, but then, "William?"
Blaine looks over and sees that Kurt is the one who spoke up.
"Yes, Kurt?" William motions to him.
"I'd like to share my story, if that's okay with everyone."
Well there we go! Hopefully you enjoyed, and there will be another chapter very soon!
Thanks so much for reading, reviews would be awesome!
xoxo
ashcanwrite