After I Break
A/N: Thanks to everyone who has read, reviewed, favorited and subscribed to this story. You don't know how happy you've made me. As always, I hope you enjoy this next installment! (We now shift into an observer's POV)
Chapter 1: Not for Kurt Hummel
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Blaine looked puzzled.
"Kurt, are you alright?"
Kurt did not answer. Instead, he just stared at the boy in front of him, then at his hand… at the gun.
'I missed, how could I have missed?' Kurt's mind screamed. That was the only explanation. He must've passed out after firing the gun. He was still very much alive.
"Kurt, let's get you out of here." A soft voice said. Kurt woke up from his trance-like state.
"B-Blaine?"
The dark-haired boy's face was painted with concern.
"Kurt, we need to make sure you're okay," Blaine said, offering the smaller boy his hand for support. "Come on, let's get you to the nurse –"
"No," Kurt shook his head silently, his hand still clutching the gun.
"Kurt, please," Blaine eyed the glinting object warily. "Look, just give me the gun –"
"No!" Kurt yelled, fresh tears welling up in his eyes.
"Kurt, please, I –"
"I said no, Blaine!" Kurt stood up and lifted the gun. He pointed it at Blaine. The latter backed off in shock.
"Kurt please, just tell me what's wrong."
"Wrong? Nothing's wrong, Blaine!" He yelled hysterically. "Everything is bright and sunny on this part of the world!"
Blaine bit his lip. He really didn't know how to handle this.
"Kurt, please, just drop the gun," he coaxed the other boy calmly. "You really don't want to do this…"
"No," Kurt now shifted the gun and pointed it at his right temple. "You should leave, Blaine."
"Kurt –"
"I said, leave!"
"Kurt, I really _"
"Leave, or I'll shoot!" Kurt pointed the gun at Blaine once more.
"Kurt, I love you, please" Blaine said, trying to go near the panicked boy. He looked Kurt in the eye. "I love you, please, you're better than this –"
"No, you're lying!" Kurt sobbed. "You don't care about me, or my dreams, or my feelings. None of you do!"
"That's not true, I care. I love you more than anything. Kurt, please you have to believe me. I just need you to put the gun on the floor and walk towards me. I promise we'll talk. We'll make things right."
"Nothing's ever right! Not for Kurt Hummel!" Kurt broke down in uncontrollable sobs. Blaine approached slowly, seeing that his boyfriend's grip on the gun had already loosened. He eased it out of the sobbing boy's shaky hands and placed it gently on the floor. He then proceeded to hug him.
"Shhh… everything will be fine," Said Blaine as he rubbed circles on Kurt's back.
"Everybody hates me, Blaine…"
"No, they don't. They won't know of this either, I promise."
Kurt looked up at him with red, swollen eyes.
"Oh, God, what have I done? I'll –I'll get expelled if they find out!" Kurt broke away from his boyfriend, took the gun off the floor and hastily shoved it back in his book bag. He looked at Blaine pointedly.
"You won't say a thing."
Blaine sighed.
"I won't. But you need to get help, Kurt"
Kurt raised his eyebrows.
"I don't need help. Promise me you'll deny ever seeing this."
"Kurt, you just tried to kill yourself. You need help. Just please talk to Ms. Pillsbury at least –"
"No, she'll blab it to Mr. Schuster, who'll blab it to the entire Glee club and not to mention, my dad!" Kurt said heatedly. "I don't need their help, Blaine." HE then moved closer to the dark-haired boy. "I have you. Please don't tell anyone."
Blaine looked like he was about to open his mouth and argue, when Kurt swiftly moved in and silenced Blaine's lips with his own. Blaine pushed him away. Kurt's expression darkened.
"Trying to kill yourself isn't healthy, Kurt. You need –"
"I'm not crazy!" Kurt yelled. "Stop telling me what to do!"
"You're not, I know. I just want to make sure you're okay."
"Stop pretending to care, Blaine Anderson! You're just like the rest of them. Drop the act! If you breathe one word of this –" Kurt pierced him with a death glare and with that, the smaller boy stormed out of the deserted bathroom, leaving his boyfriend speechless.
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"Blaine!"
"Yes Rachel?" Blaine had just stepped out of the boy's room, a full minute after Kurt stormed out. He needed time to think things through and get rid of the shock of it all –that, and get rid of a few compromising evidence. He sighed deeply. Knowing your boyfriend has gone suicidal doesn't happen everyday.
"Blaine?"
"Yes Rachel?"
"Did you hear me?" the small brunette gave him a once over.
"No, guess I didn't,"
"Are you fine? You seem a little out of sorts…" Rachel bit her lip. "I was asking if you heard something –something like –like a gun shot?"
Blaine looked at her with wide eyes.
"Are- are you serious, Rachel?" Blaine asked her back, rather nervously. 'Of course, somebody ought to hear that gun shot.' Blaine thought. 'And it had to be Rachel.'
He turned his attention back at the girl. The diminutive diva slowly bobbed her head up and down. "I think –I think it came from this way." Rachel gestured at the corridor of the boy's room.
Blaine started to walk away. Rachel followed him.
"I –I saw Kurt headed down here… that's why I followed to check …"
Blaine stopped. Her remembered Kurt's words. 'No one can know… at least not yet…'
"Are you quite sure it was a gun shot?" he asked the girl testily, clearing his throat in the process. "I mean, as you see I was just in the bathroom and I didn't hear a thing."
"But –"
"Did anybody else hear what you've heard? Was someone with you?" 'I may need to do some damage control… for Kurt's sake…'
"No, I guess not." Rachel looked around. "I was alone when I heard it and –and everyone else was still in their club meetings –"
"Then just drop it, Rachel."
"But –"
"I said, just drop it!" Blaine blurted out. Rachel's eyes widened as Blaine exhaled to recover himself.
"Look, Rachel, I didn't hear a thing. A gun? That's just absurd."
"But Kurt –"
"Kurt is fine. I spoke with him. He's just not feeling well that's why he skipped Glee practice. Thanks for your concern but I really must be off." Blaine walked off. Rachel didn't try to follow him anymore. She knew something was up but if Blaine didn't want to talk to her about it, she can't make him. Stars were born that way, elusive. And as a fellow star like Blaine, she had to understand his need for privacy. Rachel sighed and went her way towards Glee practice. She'll have to push the nagging feeling away. She would have to wait until Kurt was all better before she could apologize to him personally as well.
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A/N: There you go. So Kurt wants to keep it quiet, Blaine decides to help him do that –for now and Rachel –well, she'll be around the whole thing that's for sure. Tell me what you think. Do you like the direction this story is taking? Please review! Until next time - Eastwoodgirl