(((...Once I have finished this story I will go back and fix up all my mistakes))
The Glee lesson continued without any interruption of the students. It seemed they were self conscious about saying anything else to upset or anger Will again. They worked on their group piece, leaving out the part which Kurt was supposed to sing. There were no major complications apart from Brittany forgetting the lyrics as usual. It always took Brittany longer to learn the lyrics so Will had to go slow for her. Usually Santana would usually help her out as well outside of school. By the performance she was usually able to get the lyrics down. Her dancing does make up for it though. Apart from Mike she was the best dancer there and occasionally helped with the steps. Fourty-two minutes after the little incident Glee lesson finished for the day. The slowly dispersed, leaving Will alone with Brad who was still sitting at the piano. He was looking at Will, a little disappointed.
"Don't you start" Will grunted before walking out. He never really liked Brad. It was nothing personal but he was just...always around. It was if he just sat at the piano, quietly judging them. There was only one more Spanish lesson until School was over for the day. All he wanted to do was to go home to Kurt. To make sure he was ok but of course it had to wait. He was able to calm himself down and act like it was a normal lesson and nothing had gone wrong. That was of course until Sue decided to interrupt them.
"You made one of my cheerio's cry" she stated angrily. The students looked up from their workbooks with a variety of expressions. The most common ones, confusion and interest. It wasn't like they weren't used to Sue interrupting their lesson to yell at Mr. Schue. That happened all the time. Him making someone cry? That was new and not expected.
"What did you do? Sing again?" Julie asked, causing a few laughs from a few students. It went ignored by the two teachers who were simply standing there, staring at one another.
"May we talk outside?" Will asked calmly. Sue didn't need to be asked again as she marched out of the classroom, followed by Will. As he reached the door he looked back at his students. "Continue your work quietly in groups. I will be back soon" he told them. Even though he knew it wasn't going to work he told them anyway. They would be too busy talking to one another loudly to care about what their teacher had just told them. Once Will closed the door the Cheerio teacher was not hesitant to start her yelling again.
"You made daffy blondie cry" she stated, angrier than earlier. Will guessed she was talking about Brittany.
"So, you do that all the time. You make half the children at this school cry just for the hell of it" he said. Yes, he did feel bad about it but why would Sue care? Perhaps it disturbed Brittany's participation in cheerio practice.
"And they expect that from me. They know that I tell them the way it is. Bring them fear and knowing that life doesn't always praise you. You on the other hand. You're the one that's supposed to be there for them. You're the only one they got to talk to and deal with their emotional crap. We both know that horrible excuse for a counsellor Pillsbury does nothing." It took all his strength to not to hit her.
"I will apologize to them in tomorrow's lesson" he remarked. Sue rolled her eyes and walked off. She had to get back to whatever the hell she was doing he assumed. Once he went back into his classroom it took five minutes to calm the students down and stop them asking questions he wouldn't answer. Finally, the end of the day came. With the lesson finished Will immediately headed to his car and drove back to the apartment. His mind was focused on Kurt. He didn't think of how Kurt was able to get home. Sure, it wasn't too far but in his condition, did he even get home? Exceeding the speed limit he was home almost instantly. As he headed to his number he saw that his door was open. Well, at least that meant Kurt was able to get home alright. Walking in, he heard the shower going yet the door was closed.
"Kurt, you in there?" he asked, knocking on the door. There was no response. "Kurt?" he repeated. Again, nothing. Due to the way Eill looked after Kurt, he had no problem interrupting Kurt as he was in the shower. Turning the knob he let out a sigh of relief that the boy had not locked the door. That was until he saw what the bathroom was like. The mirror was broken, pieces of glass laying over the sink and on the floor. He headed over to the shower pushed the glass door over. The water was pouring onto the boy in a heavy rate and the steam suggested the high temperature. In the shower, curled up naked on the ground was Kurt. His focus was on the ground and didn't seem to acknowledge that his teach was there. That was until he knelt down and placed his hand on his shoulder. Without any change in expression, Kurt looked over at the man who disturbed his shower.
"When did you get home?" he asked.
"Just now. What happened?" Kurt looked confused at first, until Will motioned to the smashed glass on the ground. His eyes widened and he placed one of his clenched hands on his temple.
"Shit, sorry about that. I'll pay to get it fixed" he apologized. Will didn't give a shit about the broken mirror. It was just a mirror after all.
"Don't worry about it. I can fix it" he reassured. "But what happened?" That was all he cared about. Standing up, Kurt shrugged. Will saw a dark ring around Kurts neck. That was all he could look at as the boy put back on the clothes which he wore to school. They had been in a bundle up against the wall.
"I let my emotions take over" he answered simply, putting on his top. After that he didn't answer any other questions Will asked. He didn't even say anything else to his teacher.
For two and a half hours there was silence until 6:30pm came. Kurt had been sitting in front of the tv, watching the news as Will was busy making dinner. Will was half listening to the news. There was something about a murder, drug ring and a child being abducted. It was then followed by a story on tips to save money with grocery shopping. What a fucked up society they have. Once dinner was done he placed the plate which was covered with mac and cheese on the table.
"Kurt, dinner" he called out as he sat down. Moments later the boy left the sofa and headed to the table which was in the same room. He didn't say anything as he sat down. Will ate the Mac and Cheese slowly but Kurt just moved it around. Perhaps he was thinking if he squished it enough it would eventually dissolve into the plate. "You only need to eat half of it" Will commented. It was an agreement that they had made. Kurt had to eat, even just a little bit. He didn't seem to be paying attention to what Will was saying. "Kurt" he looked up. "Are you ok?"
"Yeah, I'm fine" he lied. It was obvious.
"Kurt, I know that's not true. You know it's I know it's not true. I would like to know what I'm dealing with when it comes to you"
"Do you really want to know?" he almost yelled. Without hesitation Will nodded. He just had to know. Kurt shouted "fine" before his anger suddenly disappeared and he stuck his fork into a part of his dinner. "I almost killed myself today" he announced quietly, putting the mouthful of the macaroni and cheese in his mouth. It did shock Will but he was getting something out of Kurt. Not good news but at least it was something. They could talk about it.
"When?" Will asked, biting his lip.
"On my way back from school. It's quite ridiculous really. But, I'm still here so you don't have to worry about it." This was of course not going to happen.
"Have you thought of suicide before?" This time Kurt had no problem answering,
"Three times before today" he admitted. "It hadn't happened since before I moved in with you which I find odd" he laughed nervously. "But before them every time I was close I was reminded of someone. Now I wish I wasn't a coward and just did it back then. I mean, two of the reasons I stayed alive hate my guts now and the other ones dead" his voice was starting to contain some resentment in it.
"I'm sorry" Will apologized. What else was he to say? Who was the one person who was dead? While he did want to know he wasn't willing to ask just yes. Kurt changed to a small sad smile.
"You don't have to apologize for anything. You saved me from myself" he said. Will smiled at Kurt, he was helping him. Maybe there is hope after all. "But enough about me. How was the rest of work? I hope my disappearance didn't cause too much of a commotion in Glee." Deciding not to tell Kurt about the fight, he told Kurt that everyone was a bit upset so he needed to bring his A- game to the next lesson and all the lessons after that"
"Sure I will. They can't win without me now can they?"
The mood had gotten slightly better so the two talked about life apart from Kurts job. Will wanted them to have a good night. To do that they ended up sitting on the sofa and watching tv. It was just some reality shows which were actually quite amusing. Will wondered why anyone would put themselves up for what they had to do. Without hesitation Kurt responded with "Money. It can make you do things you normally wouldn't do." He said it as if it was second nature to him. Perhaps it was. Why else would he be the way he was? Before the show had finished Kurt went into Wills bedroom and came out in a new outfit. Kurt was wearing one of Wills work shirts, only the first button was done up. This is what he had been wearing to sleep lately. His bruises and outline of ribs were still visible. Nothing had been getting better but at least it wasn't any worse. Will watched Kurt go to the kitchen and get a drink of water.
"You know, you should be getting your own pair of pyjamas soon" Will remarked when Kurt put the finished glass with all the other dirty dishes that had to get washed.
"Why? I like these tops. They're very comfortable" he exclaimed, walking back to the bedroom and getting into the bed.
"You're going to sleep?" Will asked, a little bit intrigued. "It's only 7 o'clock." He made his way to the bedroom and leaned on
"Yeah, didn't get any sleep last night" he explained, rubbing his eyes. "I just need a good sleep. Do you mind turning the lights off?" Will turned the lights off as requested and left the room. As he left Kurt to sleep he made his way back to the kitchen and started to clean the dishes. Everything was fine until halfway through the dishes he heard something coming from the room. It wasn't anything big but he decided to investigate. The bed filled with the boy was still visible due to the light coming through the door. Kurt was talking in his sleep. This had not happened before so he was curious and walked over to the bed to hear what he was saying. There were no precise words coming from the boy besides the word no. This he seemed to repeat a lot and was shaking around in the bed.
"Kurt" he said, trying to calm the boy down by grabbing his hands as usual.
"Get away from me" Kurt snapped back, his eyes still closed as he attempted to push his teacher away. Of course, he was not strong enough to do so.
"Kurt, wake up. It's just a dream" Will said louder. He felt a pain in his stomach, Kurt had just kicked him. Perhaps he wasn't so weak. His eyes finally opened and he was terrified.
"What happened? Where am I?" he asked sitting up.
"You're in my apartment with me. You were having a bad dream" Will responded. Kurt was shaking as he wiped away something from his eye.
"Ok, I'm safe" he said more to himself. Then it went back to Will. "Can you..." he paused. It seemed he was terrified to ask but he after a few seconds he was able to finish his question in a whisper. "Can you sleep with me?" Confused, Will pulled away from the boy. He saw how hurt the boy was by this action. "I know, it's stupid" he said quickly, shaking his head.
"It's not stupid" Will said. "But I'm risking my job just letting you live here" he explained. If only the boy were a few years older.
"I know. I feel so bad about this. It's just...It's just I feel safe with you. I want you to be here with me. But if you're going to risk your job with this, don't worry about it." The boy still looked scared and that was it, Will just couldn't leave him like that for the night. He did leave the room to turn the lights off in the other parts of the house. When he returned he noticed Kurt had not moved. Luckily he had taken his shoes and tie off shortly after dinner. He was just going to stay with Kurt until he fell asleep, then he would leave. At least, that was his plan. Kurt seemed to perk up a little as Will told the boy to move over slightly. He got into the bed next to Kurt and the boy laid back down with Will. His head was placed lightly upon Will.
"Thankyou" he whispered. It was only until he fell asleep Will reminded himself.
"Don't tell anyone" he whispered into the boys' ear, causing the boy to blush a little and nod. He closed his eyes and before Will knew it, Kurt had fallen asleep. Will wrapped his arm around the young boy and watched him snuggle up closer. There was a hint of a smile on his face. Must be a good dream this time. The two just stayed like that for hours. Will simply couldn't leave Kurt. He just couldn't bear ruining the perfect moment he had, disturbing Kurts slumber. Finally, he closed his eyes and drifted into sleep.
It was all disturbed by a familiar high pitched "Schuester" followed by "Kurt!"