Chapter 7:

When Puck woke up that morning the first thing he thought about was that it had been one week. He had left Lima for one week and didn't miss it. Well, he missed his sister of course, but she was probably happy so it was okay.

He stood up and on his way to the living room, passed in front of the mirror in the corridor. That's when he saw them. The scars on his torso. Just the sight of them made in body shake. Everything he had tried so hard to forget made his way back to his mind. As much as he wanted to turn his eyes he could not stop looking at them.

Puck felt a hand on his shoulder and saw Kurt in the mirror reflection, standing behind him.

"Are you okay ?" He asked softly. There was deep concern in Kurt's eyes.

"I don't know." Puck admitted. Kurt led him back to his room and sat him on his bed. " I'm here don't worry." The smaller boy tried to reassure him.

" I know it's just that... It was so terrible. And they made those scars on purpose because it... it-" Puck didn't finish his sentence.

He didn't even know if he even had intended to. Instead of talking he felt tears trying to make their way up to his eyes and fought them back But Kurt might have seen them since he took him in his arms and hugged him tightly. Puck grabbed Kurt's shirt strongly to think about his presence and only that. He didn't want to think about what had happened. Living it once had been enough for ruining a part of his life.

"You don't have to talk about it." Kurt said.

"It's just that, if I don't talk about it I think it will drive me crazy. And maybe, even if I talk about I'll be crazy but I think it's worth trying." Puck tried to explain. Kurt nodded.

" I don't know what happened but I think you'd have all rights to be crazy."

" I think I'd be crazy if I were still in Lima."

"I think everyone's crazy here so we're not different from them." Kurt said smiling.

"That could explain the man who walked on his hands on fisherman's wharf yesterday." Puck answered. They laughed for a little while and walked in the kitchen to have their breakfast.

As soon as they entered the kitchen Keith jumped on Kurt and wrapped his arms around him, this guy was more than possessive with the small boy.

He let Puck and Kurt have time together since they were old friends, but as soon as they were back among the others he felt obliged to show who Kurt belonged to. But Kurt smiled and looked happy so it didn't matter.

That day, they all decided to have a picnic in the park. Kurt took care of the sandwiches since everyone loved his cooking. They then took the bus to reach the park. Puck had thought they could go walking but the city was really huge. They sat on the grass in a nice spot of the park.

"This is the best place ever" Sarah said. Keith nodded, Puck liked the place but didn't understand what made of it the "best place ever".

"Why ?" He finally asked.

"Because it leads to heaven." Keith answered smiling. Puck and Kurt raised an eyebrow.

"There was a festival last year, just here." Viviane explained. "And that's where Sarah, John and Keith met. They met at the beginning of the festival and at the end they decided to live together. I wasn't there but they told it so many times."

" I propose a spliff in tribute to the festival !" Keith said raising an already rolled spliff in the air.

They all smiled as he lit it up. They smoked the spliff in a religious silence. When they were done they started eating the sandwiches.

"What about going swimming tomorrow ?" Sarah asked. Puck looked at her, he had never bathed in the sea. "We could go in the South on the little beach we found last year."

"Sounds good to me" Puck answered smiling.

"Totally" Kurt said, he looked at Keith expectantly but he shook his head.

" I won't be there, I need to work for my exams." Kurt looked disappointed but didn't say anything. Everyone else agreed.

They spent the afternoon talking about their experiences and playing funny games before taking a bus back to their place.

John's family was there for dinner so they all tried to act like normal people. There were a few discreet laughs when his mother, intending to take a glass, put her hand on the door knob of the closet where the weed was drying. Keith jumped on his feet and, very politely, explained her that this closet contained mouses for Sarah's studies. After dessert, Puck felt exhausted as for the others and they went to bed.

" No, not now." Kurt's voice said.

"Oh please Kurt, you'd love it."

" I … I don't feel ready yet, please Keith you can understand." Puck eavesdropped a little more.

"All I understand is that you don't want me, we've known each other for long and you still don't want me that way. Don't you trust me ?"

"Of course I trust you, how could I not ?" Puck didn't like what he was hearing at all but stayed still.

"Then show it." There were some movements.

"Please don't Keith just wait a little more." Puck couldn't stand it, he stood up and walked to the door.

" I'm tired of waiting Kurt." Keith told the smaller boy angrily. Puck was about to enter their room to tell him to leave Kurt alone but Kurt spoke.

"And are you tired of that ?" He said in a husky voice. There were some noises and Keith moaned.

Puck decided that entering their room now wasn't such a good idea and stayed in his bed trying to ignore the noises made by the couple. But Puck couldn't help but feeling bad for the boy. Keith managed to make him feel guilty for not being ready and that was wrong.

He tried to shut his ears when Keith came, he was used to going to bed after the two guys and had never heard them. Yet, he couldn't do but ignore them. And even less when he noticed he had a hard-on just hearing them.

Puck shook his head. He was straight he couldn't get aroused by two boys doing sexual stuff. That night he had quite a hard time to fall asleep.

A/N: It's a rather short but important chapter so I hope you liked it anyway.

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