WARNING: THIS CHAPTER WILL BE EXTREMLY CHEESY AND CORNY!
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Chapter 7-Thanks Karma
*Texting*
Noah? Can we talk?
sure thing babe, what up
Well, can you meet me in breadstix tonight at 7?
of course princess everything alrite?
No, please don't ask though. Just come.
okay kurt, just be safe till then k?
I will Puck. And thanks.
anytime c u later
Yeah, later.
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"You came" Kurt smiled
"Of course babe, so whats up?" I asked, trying to hide my concern
"I just need a friend right now"
"Are you okay? Did someone hurt you? Was it Evans?"
"No Noah. Thanks for the concern though. No one hurt me. It's just.."
"Just what?" I asked, taking his hand in mine.
"I love Sam. And I want to tell him Friday. But I'm so nervous and I don't know what to do"
"Y-you l-l-love Sa-sa-Sam?" I stuttered
"Yeah" Kurt shyly replied.
I wanted to cry. So bad. But I squeezed Kurt's hand instead.
"Well, we've got 5 days to do everything you've ever wanted to."
"What do you mean?"
"You're only gonna be lingle for 5 days, you might as well make the best of it"
"Lingle?"
"Yeah. It's love single. Duh."
"Noah, you just can't make up words like that"
"Sure you can. What about crasit?"
"Crasit?" He raised an eyebrow
"When your rasit with countries. I thought you were smart?"
"Haha so funny" Kurt crossed his arms.
"Wow, calm down Princess" I said, trying not to look disapointed from the loss of his hand.
"So, what should I do? For my last days of being 'lingle'?"
"Hang out with a hot badass with guns, duh!"
"So, where am I gonna find one of those?" Kurt smirked
"Bitch"
Kurt just rolled his eyes, and the waiter came.
"What can I get you to drink hot stuff?" She asked, twirling her hair with her long slender fingers.
"Um, Coke?" I asked
"Haha, of course. Sure" She winked at me and dashed off.
"Oh jeez, I'm really am ugly" Kurt voice broke
"What? No way Kurt, who told you that?"
Slience.
"Kurt?"
More slience.
"Dammit. Kurt fucking Hummel, answer me!"
"Sam" he whispered
"Oh Kurt, your not ugly, why would you say that?"
"Look, Noah, she didn't even adknowlegde my exsitence."
"So..?"
"So..? This isn't the first time. No wonder why I couldn't get a boyfriend..." His voice drifted off
"I don't believe this. Listen to me Kurt. This isn't like you. You are truly amazing and talented and honestly, the sexiest person I ever saw. And the only reason you couldn't get a boyfriend is because all the guys here are idiots and asses and your way out of their leauge. You can do way,way better. And they all know that" I said, craddling his face
"I'm such a idiot. And a phsycho drama queen. Why can't I be normal?"
Thunk.
Oh, sorry, that was just my fucking jaw hitting the fucking ground.
"What the fuck Kurt? What's wrong with you?"
"Thanks." he sneered
"This isn't like you. Evan's is drilling this into your head, isn't he?"
"Everyone thinks he's a bad guy"
"He is."
"But you don't really know him"
"I don't need to know him to know that he's an ass and doesn't deserve you."
"Maybe I don't deserve him..."
I was about to open my mouth, when the waitress came back
"Sorry handsome, what was your order again? Silly me , I must have forgot" She blushed
"Uhh, Coke?" I repeated
"Opps. So, whats your name honey?" Out the corner of my eye I saw Kurt roll his eyes.
"Puck" I replied coldly.
"Haha, I love that name. So creative. So, where are you from?"
"Lima, Ohio?"
"Cool, um, I was wondering if maybe you were free this Wednesday.."
"No, sorry. Me and my boyfriend got a date. What would you like to drink babe?" I said, grabbing his hands
"Uh, root beer please?" Kurt asked, blushing
"Uh, yeah sure thing" She ran off, obiviously embarrassed as hell.
"So, where are we going on our date this Wednesday?" Kurt giggled after the waitress had left
"You'll see"
Kurt just rolled his eyes.
"Hey, it has to be a surprise"
"Yeah, I'm not to sure if I trust you..."
"Screw you. So, why are you telling Sam you love him? Wanna get in his pants or something..."
"Noah! What do you think I am, some kind of floozy!"
I was a bout to reply but the waitress came. I think she just took blushing to a new level.
Anyway, she gave us our drinks and I ordered fries and a cheeseburger and Kurt ordered a salad, big surprize.
"So, floozy..."
"Shut up"
"What the hell Noah! It's 5 AM! What do you want?"
"Good morning to you too. So, come over to my house at 9, kay?"
"Why?"
"Its the first step to Operation: Making Kurt have the best 5 days before he loses his lingle-ness"
"Gosh, sometimes Noah, you creep me out"
"Just come"
"Alright, alright" he grumbled.
And I couldn't help but smile to myself.
"Ohhhhhhhh Noe-Noe's in love!" My younger sister teased.
"Whos the lucky girl?" My mom chimed in
Fuck.
"Is she jewish?"
"How old is she?"
"What's her name?"
"Does she go to your school?"
"Is she pretty?"
"When do we get to met her?"'
"Guys, shut up!" I said, blushing, like, hardcore.
I just heard Kurt giggling in the backround, double fuck.
"Oh, is she on the phone? I wanna talk to her! Please Noie!"
"Noie?" Kurt asked.
"Shut up, and no Sarah. My friend Kurt is on the phone, he is not my girlfriend."
"Oh, so he's your boyfriend. Noah's got a boyfriend, Noahs got a boyfriend!"
"Awww, whats his name?" My mom asked
"Kurt!" My sister squealed.
"Kurt Hummel? Finn Hudson's step brother?"
"He is so hot! If he doesn't like you, I want him!"
"Sarah! I don't think he'd be intresested in a 12 year old girl. But if he likes older women..." My mom suggested
"Ew, okay guys, your embrassing. And he is into guys. Duh."
"Ahahaha, thanks for the offers though guys. i will definatley be looking into that" Kurt voice came through the phone.
Shit, I forgot he was still on.
"Just be here by- What time are you guys leaving?" I called to my mom
"Nine!" My mother replied.
"Uhh, ten."
"But you said nine before..."
"Just get your ass over here by ten." I said, hanging up.
"So, you gotta date with Kurt?" Sarah asked
"He's a dude..." I said, sounding unsurley
"Noah! He might be a little girly but still..."
"No mom, I mean, going out with him would make me gay..."
"So." Sarah said flatly.
"So? Aren't you gonna flip out and say I'm disgusting and this is just a phase and I'll find a jewish girl and until then you'll never accept me..."
"Nope. Why would I do that?" My mom asked.
"Well, you might have already guessed, but I'm kinda hummelsexual"
"Oh god, he has a name for it!"
"Sarah! You know your brother...he's weird."
"Thanks guys. Feeling the love" I said flatly
"As you should" My mom hugged me tight.
"Why would you think we wouldn't love you anymore?"
"I don't know...its just you always told me you wanted me to find a perfect jewish girlfriend and stuff"
"Yeah, thats what I want. But this isn't about me. Its you life. I will always love you honey. No matter what."
"And what if I have a non-jewish boyfriend?" I raised my eyebrow
"If its Kurt, I'll love him like he's my own son."
"What...what if its not him ma?"
"Honey, I can see the look in your eyes when he calls you. And I can see the way you look at him when he's over. And the tone is your voice when you talk about him."
"It is that obivious?"
"Kinda. But its okay. Love is love, right?"
"Right. Ma?"
"Yes sweety?"
"He has a boyfriend, and he is gonna tell him he loves him, this Friday. Thats why he is coming over. I said he h-had to have the b-best days b-before he s-says it." I chocked out, starting to cry.
"Oh honey, its okay" My mom reasured me, running her hands threw my mohawk "Don't be upset. If you really love someone, you want to best for them, right?"
"Yeah, but mom, it's not that. He raped Kurt"
"What!" My mom screeched
"He gave Kurt atleast four black eyes in the past 5 months. He has light bruises and bite marks and scratches all over him. He is always yelling at Kurt, he's controlling Kurt!
He says he needs to put Kurt back in his place and, and, and..."
"Shhh, it okay honey" My mom whispered, stroking my back while pulling me even closer to her.
"And he won't let me tell, and-and I didn't. Does that make me a bad person?"
"No, no, no baby. It doesn't. And neither is Kurt. I know it may sound awful but you shouldn't tell anyone. Kurt needs to. If he doesn't, if someone else sticks up for him or tells, Kurt will never feel quite releaved and always alittle bit scared of Sam."
"The worst part is, that Kurt believes him"
"Believes him? About what?"
"About every insult. Kurt is starting to think he's worth nothing and that he's ugly and a cowrd. But he is the strongest person I know. And the most beautiful I've ever seen. He means the world to me, and it kills me to see him hurt." I admitted
"Sweetie, I'm not the one you need to tell."
I sat, and waited. Looking out the window. Watching birds fly and dissapear into the light blue sky,kids walking to school, laughing with their friends. I heard my nieghbors yelling and glass crashing against walls, they must be fighting again. I wonder what it's like when Sam and Kurt fight.
Like, starts it? Does Kurt try to hit Sam?
Its pretty obivious who wins...
I dramatically sighed loudly atleast a million times, pouting each time when I heard no response.
I felt a warm tear slid down my cheek, not caring to wipe it off. Damn Hummel has got me crying all the fucking time now. Speaking of Hummel, where the fuck is he? It's 11 o'clock and he should've been here by now. A thousand paranoid thoughts ran threw my mind. Did he forget? No, he wasn't that stupid. Did he not like his mom and sister after he heard them talking? No, Kurt's not that mean or jugdemental. Was it his clothes? No, Kurt hadn't seen him, so how would he know what he was wearing. Did he remember all the mean things I did too him? I don't think so. We've become very close friends over the past 7 months, and Kurt had seemed to be over all the drama they had in the past. Was he? I don't know. Maybe. Did Sam hit him again? Rape him? Or is Kurt having sex with him right now? He's probably laughing at how despreate I am, telling Sam all my insecurities and secrets I told him. He probably knows I'm sitting here, waiting for him. And the bastard is laughing about it. But Kurt wouldn't do that, would he? 5 months ago, before he started dating Sam, I would know the answer to that, no. But thats when I really knew Kurt. We had been friends a couple months before he started dating Evans. That's when I got to know the real him. Not the prissy, bitchy and girly gay boy. The real him.
He's slipping away each and every day, I can feel it.
Wow, okay, that sounded really creepy...
He lost weight, he sometimes wears loser clothes (probably after Sam rapes him. Kurt says it's not really rape because he kinda wants it. Kinda being the key word.) He's not as strong. He lets people get to him more and more. He is quieter now too, and he's starting to push people away. He only opens up to me and Quinn now. Alittle to Finn too.
What had happened to Kurt Hummel? The boy I love?
I didn't really have to ask, I already knew the answer,
Evans.
It was 2:18, and I heard a faint knock on the door. I was stuffing my face with grilled cheese, eyes glued to the TV. I grunted and got up to answer the door.
"Kurt?" My jaw dropped
"Ahah, yeah , umm sorry. This was a bad idea, bye." He quickly waved, and turned around.
I grabbed his wrist and tugged "Please come in Kurt"
He looked at me with these big, puppy dog eyes that were glistening with the remainder of his tears. He had been crying. Stupid Sam.
I pulled him upstairs and offered him grilled cheese.
"No thanks Noah" He giggled, sniffing and wiping his nose.
"Whats wrong babe?" I said, placing him on my lap.
"You probably hate me now. I didn't stand you up. I wanted to come but..." He tried to continue, but I could tell he way scared as hell
"It's okay princess, no one is gonna hurt you...you can tell me."
"He asked me where I was going, I said your house. He flipped and pushed me into the coffee table. Theres a huge bruise on my back to prove it."
I looked at him, and he nodded. So I pulled up his shirt, and man, Kurt was not lying. It was huge.
I gently poked it, and he squinted his eyes shut, buting his bottom lip.
"Aww, baby, it's okay. It's okay. Kurt, your going to be fine. I'll deal with Sam tomorow, okay babe? I'll just tell him its for not letting me cheat off his test or something" I said, not really knowing what to say. I gently rubbed Kurt's back, over the bruise, cursing under my breathe. Who did Sam think he was?
"There's one on my chest." he told me.
"Um, uh can...I...I, uh"
"Noah, your adorable" he giggled "Of course"
So, I did. Let me just say, Kurt has like the best chest ever.
It's really toned, but not to musucally. If you squint, you can see a faint outline of abs. I was probably drooling by then, but I didn't care. I greedily moved my eyes up, but stopped in horror. Kurt was right, again. There was bruise, and it was really dark. Almost like a perfect circle. How'd Sam even do this?
"He punched me." Kurt answered
"Why?"
"He...he...I...the reason I didn't comeover was because...Sam said I've been getting to close to you, and if I wanted to continue being his boyfriend, we couldn't be friends anymore."
That hit me in the gut so hard, puke rose up my thoart. Over the past 7 months, we'd become really close. Hell, he was one of my best friends! And I love him. I opened my mouth, but I honestly couldn't say anything to him right now. I felt a single tear escape my eye. That little tear was filled with betrayl,hatered,lonliess,emptyness,fear,anger,jealously and love. The last emotion I'd ever exspect to feel. Exspecailly towards Kurt. Not that I was complaining, I mean , come on, you have to admit he really is beautiful.
"I'm so so so sorry Puck, I just, I don't know...I can't.." he chocked out, crying into my chest.
"Its okay babe. I understand" I said, loosing my fingers into the thick chesnut hair.
And thats the first time I lied to Kurt Hummel.
I lied. I didn't understand. Why did he chose Sam? Why couldn't he stand up for himself? Maybe Sam really did make Kurt happy? Why did Kurt alwys forgive Sam when he hurt him so much?
Why couldn't Kurt just love me? Why did I have to do all that fucked up stuff to him? Why had I'd been so stupid! We might have been together, and right now, he could have been crying over someone threatening to kill me or something instead of Sam.
I guess this was karma.
Ouch.
Karma really is a bitch. A big fat stupid bitch!
"Noah?" Kurt sniffed, looking up at me.
And something inside me snapped. not like the time I saw Sam hurt Kurt, but something different inside me snapped. I started to cry, hysterically. With each tear, alittle pain went away with it. All the lies I told, drama I caused. Everytime I said I was fine when I really wasn't. Every memory of my dad leaving and how it almost drove my mom to insanity. Every scream, hit and tear I caused. Every slushie I threw, every name I called. It was because of Kurt. I could, like, just be with Kurt. I didn't have to hide or pretend. As cheesy and corny as this is gonna sound, its almost like, Kurt sets me free or something. I don't know, I don't really do love.
And I reliased why.
I had been afraid.
All my life, I've only ever seen love fail.
I saw how much it hurt my mom to have my dad walk out on her.
I saw MILF's cheat on their husbands, and some crying afterword about how they don't treat them right or some shit like that. I didn't listen.
So, I guess I didn't want to find love. Because, it never works anyway.
But hey, I wasn't about to give up sex.
It kinda all made sense now...
Well, not really.
I wrapped Kurt up in my arms as he dug his nose into a pressure point in my neck. I felt his hot, wet cheeks againt mine as our tears mixed together. I stroked his hair and kissed his head. It would probably be the last time.
"I..I.." I stuttered, but couldn't get the words out. I tried, so hard. But I couldn't.
C'mon Puck! You can do this! Your gonna lose him, fuck, your already losing him. Even though he is so close, he is dissapearing right in front of you. your losing him, and soon, he'll be like your dad. You'll get over it though. After all, you are a badass.
But will you really Noah?
You'll pretend, won't you?
Cause your a cowrd.
You won't tell anyone that your hurting, will you?
"Noah, listen to me. Your my best friend. I love you. We've become so close and I want you to know I really do care for you. Thank you for taking care of me. And seeing when no one else did. Thanks for protecting me and putting myself infront of you. Thank you." He sighed, burying his face into the crook of my neck.
"I'll miss you Kurt. And I love you too. I've never been more happy these last 7 months with you. I want you to know you have a place in my heart. I...I l-love you."
"I know Noah. I feel the same."
I heard him breathe in, and out.
Sniff.
Here it goes, he is going to leave you now.
"Thats why I dumped him"
Oh my fuckingfuckingfuckingfucking God.
Thanks Karama.
Now, Kurt Hummel,
will be mine.
AN: Not to proud of the ending, got really chessy. Hope you guys liked it.
And I made Noah's mom and sister accepting. I know his mom might not be as happy about it or accecpting like I made her in my story, but I don't really care. I don't mean to sound bitchy though.
Do you guys think I broke up Sam and Kurt to soon?
Do you think I should've went into detail about it, liek have Puck watching it or Kurt telling him everything that happened?
Ehh, I don't know.
If you can't write something nice/helpful/constructive about this chapter or story, dont bother typing anything at all. This is my first fanfic so please be nice.