AN THIS HAPPENS AFTER NOVEMBER 8TH SO YES WE ARE ASSUMING THAT THEY HAVE HAD SEX SO JUST SHHH AND READ … IM WARNING YOU THIS COULD POSSIBLY BE TRIGGERING. I DON'T ANYTHING BUT JEREMY CRYSSSSSSSS…

Ch. 3: Jeremy

Kurt sat against the wall, head back, eyes closed, and tears dripping down his face.

For the past month he had been getting texts from an unknown number. The only thing he had been able to get out of the number was a name, Jeremy. The texts had been continuous but relatively harmless, simple texts like: 'Hey gorgeous, you're looking good today' or 'I love your voice.' Harmless texts that hadn't been very distressing, until he got tonight's.

Blaine when tonight's text came through. He heard the phone go off assuming it was Finn texting him that he was on his way home.

"Hold on babe, I think it is Finn."

"Okay."

He pulled up his text and paled slightly when he saw that it was Jeremy. As he pulled up the text he stared at it blankly, tears starting to form out of fear.

"Kurt? Kurt, is everything alright baby?" he was jolted out of his haze hearing Blaine's voice coming out of the phone.

"Yeah babe, I'm fine, but I need to go. I'll see you tomorrow okay. I love you."

"Okay, I love you too. Night."

Kurt hit the end button on his phone with a shaking hand, and pulled the text back up reading it again.

I will kill him, I'm watching you. – J

Kurt leaned against the wall, head back, eyes closed, and tears streaming from his eyes. Blaine didn't know about Jeremy and he didn't feel that he would ever tell Blaine, not after this text. He was home alone so he pushed himself off the wall and unbuttoned his shirt slipping it off. His shirt was quickly followed by his jeans and underwear. He shivered as the cold arm hit his naked skin; he walked into the bathroom looking in the mirror. He smiled slightly as he brushed his fingers over the love bite on his collar bone, left from him and Blaine's last sexual exploit. He grabbed the sides of the sink looking down and slowly lifted his head back up. His brown hair fell in front of his blue eyes as they glistened with tears still unshed.

"Why me? Why did Jeremy choose me?"

Kurt turned slowly and got in the shower. He turned the water on and stood under the water for a few minutes letting it glide down his back before reaching for the shampoo. He slowly scrubbed his hair as he thought about the Jeremy situation. He couldn't tell anyone for fear of them getting hurt. He rinsed his hair and started to wash the rest of him, still thinking. He had to find a way to cope without involving someone else. He sighed heavily and finished his shower. He dried off distractedly and threw on some sweats.

He walked down the stairs to the kitchen, walked over to the fridge and opened it. He stood with it open for a few minutes before deciding he just wanted water. He walked over to the cupboard and opened it reaching for a glass. His hand slipped and the glass went crashing to the floor. He knelt down grumbling he pushed all the broken glass together into one pile roughly. He winced as he felt a slight burn on his forearm. He looked down surprised to see blood bubbling up from his arm. He looked at with mild shock and then noticed that his mind had stopped racing. He finished cleaning up the glass and then walked back to the bathroom in a daze. He turned to face the sink

He reached for the box cutter that he knew Finn kept under the sink. He pulled the blade out and tested it against his thumb. Hands shaking he pressed the blade to his forearm and pulled. A line of blood flowed out of the cut. He pulled the blade across his arm again, sighing as he felt his body relax. He pulled the blade across his again and his mind went blank. One last pull and he set the blade down and stumbled to his bed before passing out as he hit the pillows.

Kurt woke up the next morning to the blaring alarm. He tried to himself up off his bed but whimpered feeling the cuts pull on his arm. He looked down at his arm seeing the dried blood. He got up and went to the bathroom turning on the faucet. He cleaned the cuts almost lovingly, remembering the feeling that they had given him. He saw the blade still sitting on the counter. He picked it up and saw the blood dried on it. He sighed wrapping his arm lightly in gauze and then going to get ready for the day.

He walked into the school that day feeling slightly better but his arm was throbbing. He saw Blaine and smiled at him, walking up to him hugging him tightly. He whispered in Blaine's ear to follow him, Blaine smiled slyly and followed him. Kurt pushed him into the bathroom and into a stall quickly locking the door behind them. Blaine looked confused until Kurt shoved him up against the wall, kissing him hard. Blaine moaned into Kurt's mouth, Kurt smiled and moved down Blaine's neck biting and nipping until he reached his collar bone he bit down hard, making sure to leave a love bite. He giggled lightly.

"Well that was a nice good morning,' Blaine whispered, 'can I get that every morning?"

"Only if you are VERY good." Kurt teased back. They both straightened their hair before walking out of the bathroom hand in hand. Only to be met with the cold sting of being bitch slapped by an iceberg.