Chap 26

I laid down on the couch, exhausted. Finn went upstairs to play more Call of Duty, whatever that is. Sounded like a codeword for using the bathroom to me. I was almost cozy until I noticed my dad sitting in the chair beside me. I got up cautiously. "I know that look on your face, dad. What's up?"

He looked at me, and then looked away, knowing he couldn't lie. "I'm just, wondering..." He had a hard time getting the words out, and I waited patiently. "What happened at McKinley? You never told me, and you seemed fine the next day, so I didn't ask, but... I don't know, I'm just worried I guess." I looked down at the floor, remembering what had happened. "Karfosky." I should've known better than to be so vague. Dad got up from his seat in rage. He was like a hurricane ready to be set in motion, yelling and throwing hand gestures everywhere. "If that kid ever touched you, or hurt you, I swear to God I will call the school, and I will have him expelled!" Finn poked his head around the staircase, looking a little scared and clueless.

I got up and tried to calm him down. "Dad, dad, no, nothing happened." You could almost see the steam come out of his ears, but he calmed down a little. "Well, did you just wanna stay the night at Dalton or something? Blaine doesn't seem like the lying type." "No, dad, let me explain." We both sat down, and I put my head in my hands. "We went to McKinley to get a few things from my locker, and I brought Blaine along, one because I was scared of Karofsky, and two because he wouldn't let me go alone, because he was scared of Karofsky.

"And he should be! The guy is a-"

"Heeeeeyyyyy, guys." Finn came down the stairs, trying to calm down the conversation. "Not trying to be a pest here, but like, Karofsky hasn't pushed a single freshman since you left Kurt."

"He hasn't?" I was shocked. It was what Karofsky lived for, beating the crap out of others for pure enjoyment.

"Well Kurt what happened?" Dad looked so worried. "Did he say something to ya?"

"No, he didn't even see me."

Finn and my father looked like they didn't follow.

"I, don't know what came over me. Everything was fine, and we were about to leave, but then I saw him, and I couldn't move."

It was silent, til I felt a hand on my shoulder, and looked up to see it was Finn's. "He can't hurt ya now, he's at McKinley and you're at Dalton."

"I'm still glad you brought Blaine with you though, Kurt. He's a good kid. I can see how protective he is."

"Yep." I responded. "I can barely touch wooden furniture: he's worried I'll get a sliver."

Burt chuckled and relaxed, glad to know the backstory of my jittery phone call earlier.

The door opened, and a waft of delicious smells filled the room.

"Food!" Finn cried out and lept over the couch.
I got up and took a bag from Blaine.

"You alright?" I smiled, and kissed him on the cheek. He looked confused, but accepted it.

We all gathered at the table and dove into our dinners. Man, was I hungry.