i hate to start this off with an author's note (LIES) but ah well! ive been REALLY busy lately, writers' block...and stuff. lotsa and lotsa stuff. not really angsty as i wanted but ive already written the next two chapters and theyre...kinda angsty. i guess. i know the bio says that karofsky is losing it but uhhh, i might have to change that. anyway.

Meanwhile, in the magical all boys' school (also known as Dalton Academy, home to the wonderful Warblers) Kurt's just finished taking an overwhelming amount of tests. A week after his finals. This school was trying to kill him and they were doing a damn good job.

David and Wes are standing next to him and gosh, does he hate that name. David. It was stupid and Kurt doesn't understand why anyone would name their baby that. It was violent, cruel, and it wasn't unique either. Oh, if only Kurt knew what else to call David so he wouldn't have to utter that stupid name out of his mouth. His life would be so much easier if his name wasn't David, if it was something else like...Jospeh...or...Scott. Maybe it was more of a personal issue.

But he wasn't going to think about him. He has been successfully avoiding him for a while. He hasn't even answered any of his phone calls. All was good. Aside from that one stupid dream he had but it was stupid. And he wasn't going to think about it either because it scarred for life.

"Have any of you guys seen...Blaine lately?" Kurt finally speaks after a long moment of silence. "I haven't seen him all day." He's trying his hardest to fit in. He's in a school with strangers, especially since Blaine is nowhere to be seen.

"Oh yeah. He's out sick, I'm surprised you didn't notice it," Da...vid commented, "you guys are close. I thought you have known."

Kurt smiled. "Yeah... we're close, we're really good friends," and he doesn't really know what to say to either of them. Sure, they talked, but Kurt only talked to them when Blaine was there. He stuck out and he hates that feeling. "I just needed to talk to him face-to-face about something and I thought he was hiding somewhere. Or he came late to school...like super late. Guess I have to end up texting him again." Kurt takes out his phone and starts writing him a too lovey-dovey-fluffy message.

He wants him to feel better because Blaine makes every piece of his life.

"Nah man, he always gets sick after finals. No lie, I've seen him before and he sounds like crap. But he should feel better after the week," Wes responded back and he leans against the wall, "like I said, it's no big deal and he's not going to die or anything. He just loses his voice and gets this really bad stuffy nose so he sounds silly."

Kurt chuckles. "Aw well. Thanks. Maybe I'll visit him later on today."

"No, you don't want to catch it, it's deadly. He gets sick for a week but when I caught it, it took me two weeks to recover. Besides, you don't have to worry about it. Blaine should have his boyfriend reading Harry Potter and feeding soup to him so it's –"

Hold.

The.

Fuck.

Up.

Boyfriend?

Did Kurt hear that correctly?

"...He has a boyfriend?" Kurt interrupted sullenly and his heart drops a thousand feet. At least it felt like it. "He never tol...well...I hope he f...f-feels better." And he sounds stern and hurt and he doesn't send him that sweet message filled with love. Wes and David both share an awkward look and David elbows his friend and whispers something in his ear. Kurt doesn't pay any attention to it because he just wants to curl up and imagine that Wes was lying to him. It's such a cruel joke and he doesn't believe Wes would even go that far.

"I...I didn't know," Wes responds back reluctantly. "We all thought you knew." David gives him another sharp elbow to the side.

"No. No, I just remembered I had something," and he feels betrayed because Blaine never told him anything. He feels betrayed because he thought Blaine wouldn't hurt him like this. "Something really important."

Mostly, he feels betrayed because him and Blaine had something together. Something one of a kind. Something like a fairy tale and Blaine was supposed to his Prince Charming.

Maybe he's overreacting. Maybe this is just a huge dream. Maybe. Kurt takes a seat on the lavish bench and stares out the frosty window. It's snowing like mad and since he's not comfortable with driving out in the snow, Carole decided to pick him up and he's still on the lookout for her. "I just remembered that I got one of my tests papers back from a month ago and I failed it. My dad's going to be really disappointed."

There was something straining against Kurt's throat and why does Wes have to lie to him like that?

Argh!

"Kurt, it's alright. You don't have to make stuff up. We don't judge here. And Blaine doesn't really like announcing his relationships. So I don't blame you if you didn't know," David shrugs and he sounds too sympathetic, "I didn't know either, we just saw him one day and Blaine introduced me to the guy. If it helps, you look way better than he does." David frowns and he pats Kurt on the shoulder. As much as he wanted to scream and push himself away from these life-ruiners he sits still. He tries to remain calm.

"No! I mean – no – it's. Why didn't he tell me? Why every guy I like does ends up straight or taken? This is the umpteenth time," he bites down on his lips and he tries to hold his salty tears in but he's about to burst, "it's the umpteenth time. I'm going to be single forever." And I'm going to die alone. And I'm going to live alone. And the only company I'm going to have is thousands of cats.

He finally sees Carole come by and he excuses himself from the two and doesn't even give a proper goodbye. They didn't deserve it for making him feel like a sore thumb and alone.

He hops in the car and heavily slams the door behind him. "Hey Carole," he uttered. "It's snowing like mad today." He sighs heavily and doesn't ask Carole about her day or how the dress he picked out on her worked out at the dinner. His mind was stuck on a bad thought and it went from disappointment and sadness to...anger and even more anger.

She starts to drive off but before she leaves the parking lot she turns off the radio and turns to Kurt. "What's wrong sweetie?"

"It's...Blaine."

"Oh no. Did you two break-up?"

Kurt manages to smile, just a wee bit. "No, we were just friends! And never mind it. He has a boyfriend, that's all," and thinks of all sorts of ideas to get Blaine to break-up with the lousy heart-breaking bastard. He can't think of any ways how at the moment but he's good at being a manipulative bitch. "I just had a bad day at school."

...

Dave's been waiting impatiently for Kurt's callback. He called him every day since the last call, but yesterday he gave up. It drove him mad that Kurt was ignoring him. Maybe he's good to be true or maybe he's being shy again. Dave knows that faggot likes him like that. Oh no, no, no, Dave's curt about Kurt. He doesn't care about him anymore. He can go back to being an average, straight jock whose mission is to tap every Cheerio's ass.

Ew. Ew. Gross.

Dave made out with a Cheerio once and it tasted sweet. He's not going to lie because he liked it very much but when it came to touching her tits it felt like fatty balloons. It was nice to squeeze but they felt unpleasant regardless. And he couldn't even dare to do anything further than that. Dave believed it was the sixth time that it was the deprived her of doing it with him – mainly because he wasn't in the mood for it – and she dumped him. Which was the most glorious yet saddest day of his life.

Glorious because she was a shrew anyway and he realized that day he doesn't like ladyparts and don't have bother with them again. Sad because he's not quite sure of himself. Whether if he's actually...not straight, if there is something truly wrong with him. His mind will forever be set on Kurt and fine, okay, alright. He'll be frank, he misses Kurt. He misses every part of him and wishes he could actually see him again. He was going to see him at sectionals but it was too far away and his dad wouldn't let him see anything that was show choir (because it was mind-rotting and only queers like it).

Life sucks.

But with Kurt gone 'the Fury' is strong and maybe people forgot about his almost expulsion. He mainly went back to beating up kids like Jacob because the glee kids were too freaky. Alright, alright. They were way too close to Kurt and he's not willing enough to have them beat him up for making Kurt transfer. He already has enough guilt and regret on his plate and he has enough of it. And speaking of the glee kids, they were freaks anyway. They weren't normal unlike Dave. And maybe he's kind of jealous that can get stand out and don't give shit about anyone says.

To sum it up, even though his cold heart aches to see Kurt again, he's pissed off at him at the same time. For denying him and not answering his calls. For acting like Dave was some sort of dangerous beast. And he's not sure what he'll do to Kurt if he saw him again. He shouldn't treat something that he owns so poorly and he should care for the faggy fairy but – damn.

Maybe he does need help.

He's talking to one of his good hockey bros and his bro is picking at his teeth. "Bro. We need to get you a girlfriend." And Dave thinks it's bitterly funny that no one knows. No one knows about anything and his personal life is sealed from McKinley.

"Nah."

"Why not?"

"Because...I don't know. After dating a few Cheerios, they're all the same. It's boring," Dave responds back. "What, who are you trying to hook me up with?"

"That sounds so gay Karofsky. 'Hook you up with', haha. But alright. She's not a Cheerio but she plays on the volleyball team. She's super fit."

"Oh...sounds interesting," oh, he knows how to talk about girls (not really) but he doesn't see the appeal. And he feels uncomfortable when talking about them too. Does he ask what size are her boobs next? Does he ask if she's a virgin or not? What the hell does he say next? "Where is she?"

"Oh, I'm throwing this party this weekend since my parents are out of town," he replied, "it's gonna be really small, I'm only inviting the people out of the hockey team and some girls from the volleyball squad – oh, and all of the Cheerios. It's going to be so cool Karofsky. You have to come."

And Karofsky has to.

He's going to be normal.

He's going to try to get laid. That should set his mind straight.