Hello, here's another chapter! Yay!
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There's some drama in this one, please let me know it goes. I'm kinda terrible at writing fights. Also, ignore mistakes.
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"Kurt?" Burt said, opening the door to his son's room. "Have time to talk?"
"Dad, I really don't feel like it right now." Kurt mumbled from where he laid under his blanket in his bed.
"Well," His dad said, sitting on the edge of it and patted Kurt's leg. "I just got a call from the school saying that you punched a student in the face. Is that true?"
Kurt just shrugged, mumbling yes. Burt was taken back by the answer. His Kurt, peaceful and kind Kurt, punching someone in the face? Burt shook his head, there had to be something he was missing.
"Who was it?"
"Dave Karofsky," Kurt said quietly. "I didn't know what came over me. He just kept insulting me and I was so angry. I still am. It was self defence, I swear. I have people who can vouch for me."
"Is that the same kid who's been bullying you and Blaine since freshmen year?" Burt asked, looking at his son, who nodded. Burt sighed but smiled a little. "Good for you."
Kurt sat up, looking at his father like he was crazy. "I'm sorry, what? You're not mad?"
"Are you kidding? Kiddo, you defended yourself against a bully. I ain't mad, I'm proud."
Kurt cracked a smile, definitely don't the reaction he was expecting. "Proud?"
Burt nodded. "It took you years to stand up for yourself. That Karofsky kid had it coming. There's no way in hell I'm not taking your side on this."
"What did the call say? Do they wanna have a meeting or something?" Kurt asked, looking down at this blanket, missing his father's nod.
"Tomorrow at ten," Burt said and stood up. "I don't care what they say, it was self defence."
Kurt smiled over at his dad as he left, feeling a little better. At least his dad wasn't mad at him for what had happen. His phone buzzed and he rolled his eyes when he read the texts.
From: Puck(5:16PM)
Kurt, dude, u gotta wear ur jacket to school tmr! U def earned ur spot in our group
From: Quinn(5:17PM)
Ignore him. You don't have to wear it. Besides, I don't think you showing up wearing a leather jacket when you have a meeting with Figgins will look all that great.
Apparently Puck made a group chat with the three of them, which was news to Kurt. He didn't mind though, the two of them were growing on him.
To: Quinn and Puck(5:19PM)
How do you know about the meeting?
From: Quinn(5:19PM)
Puck told me
From: Puck(5:19PM)
And Finn told me
Kurt rolled his eyes, he should've known that Finn told Puck, he probably overheard his dad talking about it with Carole.
From: Blaine(5:22PM)
I heard what happened. Are you okay?
To: Blaine(5:23PM)
I'm fine
Kurt sighed and closed his eyes, unsure about how he felt about Blaine right now. He was mad at him, and Rachel, for not really making any real attempt to talk to him and when they do talk it's for short periods of time and usually about their fantastic New York life.
Suddenly, his phone started ringing with an incoming call from Blaine.
"Hello?"
"Hey Kurt," Blaine said. "What's up?"
"Um, nothing. I'm laying in my bed texting people."
"Cool, cool."
"Why do you sound out of breath?" Kurt asked.
"I'm with Sebastian, my friend from school. We have our dance class together and we're partnering up just to practice. Rachel's with us too."
"Hi Kurt!" Came Rachel's voice in the background.
"Anyway, we're taking a break and I just wanted to call you and ask you if you're okay over the phone. I don't really believe your text."
"Sure, I'm still mad but I'm okay. It's not like I'm gonna go and punch more assholes in the face."
"I never said you were going to. I just wanna make sure you're okay. You're my best friend, I care about you."
"Really? You've done a wonderful job at showing that lately." Kurt snapped, glaring at his wall.
"What? What does that mean?" Blaine asked.
"Don't act like you don't know Blaine," Kurt said. "We go from talking everyday to talking twice a week for ten minutes if we're lucky. Am I getting boring or something? Sorry I can't match up to the cool New Yorker Sebastian."
"No, no of course not Kurt. I've just been really busy- Rachel too. We got those jobs at the diner and our classes are picking up now." Blaine answered, waiting a moment before adding: "It's not like you're suffering all that much. Apparently you befriended Quinn and Puck."
"Sound more disgusted next time," Kurt said dryly. "And I have been suffering. Karofsky's worse than over. I'm stuck dealing with the slurs and insults, slushie facials and locker checks. I can't walk down the hallway without feeling terrified to no end and I flinch whenever I turn a corner or walk out of a classroom. So you're right Blaine, I'm totally not suffering all that much. You're totally right, my bad."
Blaine was quiet for a moment, Kurt could hear Rachel asking if he's alright.
"Kurt," Blaine said quietly. "Why didn't you tell me- tell us- that?"
"I've tried but you're too busy talking about your amazing New York life."
"Is… is that why you befriend Quinn and Puck? Because of everything Karofsky is doing and Rachel and I aren't there to help?"
"Why did you befriend Sebastian?" Kurt asked, trying to bite back a scream. Does Blaine really think that Kurt needs friends just to shield him for Karofsky?
"Oh, um, because he's nice and caring. He's a good friend."
"Well, there's my reason for befriending Quinn and Puck. I don't need bodyguards around me all the time. I can be my own."
"Is that such a good idea? You already punched Karofsky, there's no knowing what he's gonna do now."
"Well whatever he does I'm sure I can handle it."
"Is that why you're hanging out with Puck and Quinn so you can turn into a delinquent and fight the bad guys? You? You're gonna get your ass beaten!" Blaine spat before he could stop himself, not knowing where that came from. "Kurt, I… I didn't mean to insult your friends like that.."
"Just for you information," Kurt said, turning cold. He's had enough of peoples bullshit for today. "Puck and Quinn are not delinquents, or at least Quinn isn't. I can handle myself okay? If my ass gets beat then so be it. I just know that having them looking out for me is a lot better than having you and Rachel doing it. At least they do something about it!"
"So them trying to change you is helping? Wow." Blaine laughed, ignoring Rachel and Sebastian's confused looks. "This coming from Kurt Hummel, the boy who doesn't change for anyone."
"Who said anything about changing who I am? Maybe this is just a new layer to me," Kurt said, staring at the leather jacket that was hanging on the back of his desk chair. "Maybe I'm tired of people telling me what I can and cannot do. I'm more than this bullied gay kid who wears designer."
"Are you really? Because you seemed very attached to that identity for the past three years. Face it, you're only doing this for attention."
Kurt has had enough. He's going to explode if he doesn't hang up right now. Doing it for attention? Is that what they're calling defending yourself these days? Awesome.
"Y'know, for someone who encourages change and never judges, you sure are judging a lot right now," Kurt said, standing up and stared at himself in the mirror. "Screw you."
And he hung up.
"Blaine?" Rachel asked her friend who was staring at his phone like it bit him, "Is Kurt okay?"
"Um," The curly haired boy said. "No, I don't think you."
"What happened? That sounded intense." Sebastian asked.
"I… I don't really know," Blaine said. "I was just calling to ask him about what happened at school today and the next thing I know we're fighting."
"About…?" Sebastian asked, raising an eyebrow after sharing a look with Rachel.
"I'm not really sure. He hung up on me after saying 'screw you' so, yeah."
"I'm sure he's just riled up from what happened today, you know how Kurt gets," Rachel reassured her friend. "Just give him some space and I'm sure everything will be okay. I remember doing that whenever me and him had a fight in high school."
"But we're not in high school anymore." Blaine said, opening his messages and staring at Kurt's chat. Does he dare send him a text?
Before anyone could stop him, he quickly wrote a message out and hit send, putting his phone back on the table before turning back to the dance Sebastian was trying to teach Rachel and himself.
He couldn't pay attention long enough to get one move down.
Kurt swung at the punching bag again, letting out a grunt through gritted teeth. Music was blaring through his headphones, edging him on with each swing.
After the phone call with Blaine, Kurt was so enraged that he had to go blow off steam. He thought about texting Puck or Quinn but decided against it. So he changed into a pair of basketball shorts that Finn outgrew and a white beater and headed to the basement to where Finn's punching bag was set up.
He didn't stop when the door opened and footsteps sounded faintly behind his music. he kept punching, punch after punch, each one feeling better than the last. Kurt pictured it was Karofsky's face, hitting a little harder each time. He glared, picturing it was Blaine and that stupid Sebastian dude.
Wait.
Kurt leaned back, taking off the boxing gloves before taking out his headphones and breathed hard. He got that he was made at Blaine but picturing his face on the bag? A twinge of guilt ran through him, making him take his phone out of his pocket to see if Blaine had messaged him- he remembered hearing it go off.
Someone behind him cleared their throat and he jumped, spinning around to see Finn, Puck and Quinn standing behind him. Finn looked surprised while Puck and Quinn wore the same expression of impression.
"Not bad Hummel," Puck said with a nod. "You know how to pack a punch. The training has taught you well."
"Wait, training?" Finn asked, brow furrowed. "Are you teaching Kurt how to box?"
"More so just punching and fighting in general," Puck said with a shrug. "As you can see, it came in handy today with Karofsky."
"Um, what are you guys doing here?" Kurt asked, feeling tired and drained. He didn't have the energy to deal with Puck's crap.
"Hanging out with Finn," Quinn answered. "I take it, from your face, you forgot that the three of us are friends."
"Yeah, I did," Kurt said a little breathless. "Sorry."
Quinn just shrugged. "We also came to check up on you. You grew kinda quiet and we wanted to see what was up."
"Did Karofsky really make you that mad?" Finn asked.
"Um, no. Some of it was, just like, after I got off the phone with Blaine I was really mad."
"Trouble in gay paradise?" Puck asked, earning a glare from Kurt, who shrugged after a moment.
"He said some things that made me upset, like I can't protect myself and me hanging out with you two is going to turn my into a delinquent." Kurt said, watching his new friends faces for any sign of negative reaction.
To his surprise, they started laughing. Kurt shared an confused look with Finn who just shrugged and watched as his two friends kept laughing. After a minute, they calmed down enough to talk.
"What's so funny?"
"You turning into a delinquent," Puck said with a smile. "I mean, I can see it but I don't think it'll ever happen."
"And why not?" Kurt asked, feeling challenged.
"I dunno," The mohawked boy shrugged. "I can't picture you in anything than your designer clothes."
Kurt shook his head and looked down at his phone to read the text from Blaine that was on the lock screen.
From: Blaine(7:00PM)
What just happened? Are you okay?
Kurt shoved his phone back into his pocket and looked up to see Quinn looking at him, as if she was analyzing him.
"What?" He questioned.
"You could rock the bad boy look," She said after a moment. "You already have the sass and bitchy personality. After today I'm sure you're fed up with what people think of you so that helps." Her eyes lit up with a thought. "I have some leftover hair dye, we could dye your hair pink."
Kurt's went wide. "What? I'm not dying my hair pink."
"What about blue? Green? Orange?" Puck smiled. "Even better, purple!"
"Not helping."
"What about just dying the tips?" Finn suggested. "Or just doing highlights?"
"Dude, you sound so gay right now." Puck chuckled.
"A gay genius!" Quinn chirped, taking them all by surprise. She ignored their shock and went over to Kurt. "Please let me dye your hair and make you over tomorrow after school. You want people to stop making fun of you right? Now's your chance."
Kurt bit his lip, going back to what was said earlier between him and Blaine…
"Maybe I'm tired of people telling me what I can and cannot do. I'm more than this bullied gay kid who wears designer."
"Are you really? Because you seemed very attached to that identity for the past three years. Face it, you're only doing this for attention."
No. He has to show Blaine, show everyone, that Kurt Hummel is not someone to be messed with. Blaine thinks he's doing this for attention? Well then, so be it.
"Let's do it."
How was it? I hope it didn't suck as much as I think it does.
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