Never Let Me Go

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Chapter 2:

Kurt was bored out of his mind. He'd tried everything to relieve himself of his boredom, too, from watching TV, to reading, to working out in the Danger Room, to playing chess with Hank. As a last resort, he'd visited Rouge. Her hard feelings toward being stuck in the mansion while the other students enjoyed a vacation had worn off, and the two of them had a nice conversation together.

However, Kurt was still bored. There was nothing to do if there was no one to do it with. Hank spent his time reading and researching and Rouge spent most of her time up in her room, leaving Kurt to wander freely around the mansion by himself. He wanted so badly to talk to one of his friends, but he didn't dare call them. He wouldn't want to interrupt their vacation.

After trying everything to entertain himself and keep himself away from the phone, he finally resigned and accepted the fact that he'd spend all week alone. So it came as a surprise to him when he heard someone knocking on the main doors of the school.

Kurt jumped up and ran into the main entrance room, wondering who could be visiting the mansion. To his surprise, a very familiar young woman was standing on the other side of the glass door. "Keety," he cried, pulling open one of the huge, heavy doors.

Kitty looked down. Her eyes appeared to be wet and red. "Keety why didn't you just ph"—

Kitty fell into his arms and started to cry. Kurt stopped talking and looked down at the pathetic girl in his arms. Gott, what happened? He wondered. He stroked her chocolate brown hair with one hand, not sure how to comfort her.

"Keety, what happened to you? Vhy are you here?" he tried to ask her. She sniffled and stopped sobbing for a moment.

"I hate them," she cried. "I hate them all."

Kurt drew back a little. "Who? Gott, Keety what are you talking about?"

Kitty finally looked up, revealing her tear-streaked face. Her eyes were sad, but also angry. Her mouth kept trembling at the edges, as if she might start crying again. "My parents. My family. They didn't want me there, Kurt."

Kurt, even more confused than ever, hugged Kitty to his chest and teleported them both to her room. Kitty immediately went for her bed. Kurt followed close behind, still not sure what to do. He sat down next to where Kitty had collapsed in a heap and resumed stroking her. She put her head in his lap and sobbed some more.

Eventually, she stopped, and Kurt tried throwing a few questions at her. "Keety, please tell me vhat's wrong. I don't understand. Vhat happened? Why did you leave?"

Kitty groaned. "God, I don't really want to talk about it. My visiting family—my aunt and grandparents…they completely treated me like…like shit! And did my parents do anything about it? Like, oh no! They just ignored it and kept making excuses." Kitty scoffed at the last part in disgust.

"What exactly did your grandparents and aunt do?" Kurt wondered.

Kitty sniffed a little. "Like, the other day I accidentally phased my hand through the table, and later I heard my grandparents whispering about it. I mean, they know I'm a mutant and stuff, but they were being totally mean to me behind my back. And last night, there was this broadcast on TV about a mutant raid or something and my aunt started putting us down. She was all like, 'Serves muties right. Some of them are dangerous and need to be locked up.' And then, like, she looks right at me as she's saying it. And this morning my grandparents were talking to my mom about me being here. They were really uncomfortable having me at the house. I like, totally walked out when I heard that. My parents never stood up for me, Kurt. They just nodded and kept quiet. I mean, God, what kind of parents do I have? I don't ever want to see them again!"

Kurt patted Kitty on the head sympathetically. "Keety, I'm so sorry. That's terrible. But, they're still your parents. You shouldn't hate zem."

Kitty sat up and looked Kurt in the face. Her lip was puckered the way they got whenever she was upset. "If you had parents who treated you like dirt and didn't stand up for you, you'd be angry too. You don't know what it's like. I feel so betrayed right now! They're my parents. I know I shouldn't hate them, but how could they do that to me?"

Kurt sighed and closed his eyes. "I don't know Katzchen. They're not very strong for not fighting against your ozzer relatives, but they are not evil or cruel. They still love you, Keety."

A dangerous look flashed through Kitty's eyes. She exploded. "Yeah, maybe they're not evil, but they're…I don't know…spineless creeps. I don't want to be around parents, or even people like that. I'm finished with them. Like, forever."

"Keety!"

"I am, Kurt. I'm really finished. I don't care that they're my parents. I hate them. You can't understand. You're parents left you." And with that, she phased through the floor and vanished.

Kurt bowed his head and let out a very deep breath. She didn't mean that, he told himself. It still hurt like hell.

~#~

It was dark outside. The sun was setting on a long, eventful day. Kurt hadn't spoken to Kitty since their fight, and Kitty had locked herself in one of the girl's bathroom to finish crying her heart out. Rouge had given Kurt a little bit of girl advice, her sympathy for his predicament, and urged him to make things right. Easier said than done.

Eventually, Kurt mustered the courage to find Kitty and talk to her. He found her in her room, of course, standing near the window and looking out across the fading horizon. She still looked upset, even from behind. She was bent forward and her shoulders hung in defeat. Her hair was slightly messed up from earlier.

Kurt entered with caution, knowing how fickle upset girls could be. "Uh, Keety?" he asked, standing safely half-in and half-out of the door way.

Kitty turned her head slowly to look at him. She quickly looked away. "Go away, Kurt. Please," she whispered. Kurt came in a little more.

He worked his way across the room until he was right behind her. He gently wrapped his arms around her waist and rested his face beside hers.

"Keety, I'm sorry about earlier," he began. "I was pushing you when you were upset. I didn't mean to make you angry."

There was a brief silence, then Kitty looked up at him and said, "Kurt why are you apologizing?" Her eyes were watery again. "Like, I was the one eating you alive. You were just trying to help."

He shrugged. "I don't think I succeeded."

Kitty groaned and leaned her weight against him. She ran her hand along the underside of his jaw. "Yes, you did. That's why I was angry, I think. You were right. I mean, I don't like my parents right now and I'm not happy with them, but I shouldn't have said I hated them. You were right and I was angry because I guess I didn't want to hear that. And I'm really sorry about…you know….what I said to you at the end there."

"It's fine. You veren't thinking clearly," he said gently.

Kitty turned around and grabbed Kurt around the middle. She buried her face in his chest. "God, Kurt, I like totally don't deserve you as a friend. You are so sweet."

Kurt blushed a little. Good thing he was blue, or Kitty might have noticed. "Kurt?" Kitty asked, her face still buried in the folds of his shirt.

"Ja?"

"Can you just, like, hold me here for a while?"

Kurt smiled and kissed her gently on the forehead. "Of course," he replied.

"Don't let me go, Kurt."

Kurt squeezed her tighter and kissed her again. "I'll never let you go."

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Haha it's finished. Sorry I took my time updating this chapter. School was weird this week. I should be back on schedule now for writing a story every other day or so.

-The Ember Raven