Author's Notes: Thank you again everyone. :)
Summary: Something has happened to Kurt, and it is up to Blaine to figure it out in time. Can he salvage their friendship? Or will it turn into something more?
Warnings: Language, especially homophobic slurs, violence, abuse, rape.
Genre: Tragedy
Words: 2,002
Disclaimer: I do not own Glee.
Kurt was on the mattress again with the monster on-top. Karofsky was biting his leg moving up the inside of his thighs. He nibbled a bit on the inside of Kurt's thigh. Kurt moaned. Karofsky's eyes gleamed as his wrapped his mouth around Kurt's member. After being here for so long, Karofsky had worked his body in such a way that he knew all of the spots that turned Kurt on, that made him moan. And Karofsky made sure that he re-worked those spots repeatedly. It felt so good, but it was so wrong. How much longer could this last? How much longer did he have to put up with this torture? No one would want him now. He was dirty.
Blaine wouldn't want anything to do with someone who now let themselves be willingly fucked by his tormentor.
His glee club wouldn't want anything to do with him now. At Dalton or McKinley .
Mercedes would even be disgusted with him.
His father wouldn't want anything to do with a dirty fag. That what his son was, a dirty, dirty fairy. He knew that the secretly his father wanted someone who was normal. He knew that Finn was the better child, the normal child.
No one wanted him, minus Karofsky. But the way that Karofsky wanted Kurt was not of love, it was of lust. Kurt was just a punching bag for him to take out all of his sexual frustrations. Karofsky had taken current pictures to show Kurt that contained Kurt's family and friends, showing them laughing and having a good time. All of them. Karofsky liked to rub those pictures in Kurt' s face. At first Kurt didn't believe it, but after persistence on Karofsky's part, he knew those smiling faces were a sign.
He really was unwanted here. Life was better without him in it.
He would never be able to have a proper intimate moment with someone now. That had been taken away from him.
He moaned as he climaxed into Karofsky's mouth.
A couple hours later, Karofsky was spooning him, one arm latched firmly around his waist, the other gently fondling him. It was like Karofsky could not get enough of him. Even after the sex was done with, Karofsky would continually touch him. Karofsky kissed his neck, behind the ear.
"You are.." He said in between kisses, "Just too sexy babe."
Kurt tried to struggle to get out of his grip, but Karofsky just grabbed on tighter.
"Where do you think you are going? No one wants you but me. Everyone is better off without you. That's why they gave up. Because they have realized this, and it time that you did too. I am the only one who wants you now."
Kurt let the tears fall, knowing that Karofsky was right. He turned around and faced Karofsky. Karofsky kissed him deeply, letting his tongue enter through Kurt's parted lips, grunting in pleasure. Kurt kissed him back. Kurt decided that if he could not get out of this mess, there was no point in fighting now. It was useless to fight now, only to be punished. After yet another round of sex, Karofsky had his arms around Kurt, forcing him to snuggle up against Karofsky's chest. He laid his head in the crook of his neck, letting Karofsky stroke him.
More time seemed to pass. It seemed as if the days seemed to drag on. Kurt would just lie there on the dirty, semen and blood covered mattress with only a blanket for warmth until his tormentor came down for sex. Karofskty still had him tied to the pipe. For awhile there, Karofsky didn't come as often, and didn't stay long. During that time, Karofsky would have a quick sex round, then leave food and run. A voice in his back of his head hoped that it was the police on his tail, but he knew that was not possible.
Kurt liked having the time to himself. Then again he felt no concept of time anymore. Lately also things had seemed a bit hazier, and he felt tired most of the time. Sometimes he could not catch what Karofsky was saying.
He felt hands fondle him again. Kurt moaned and felt himself get hard. He imagined that those hands belonged to Blaine, when Blaine wanted him.
The pace quickened.
"Blaine," he cried out, shivering as he came.
Moments later he felt someone on top of him, carving into him. Kurt screamed. He knew that the moment of bliss was over, and he was back with that monster. He could feel Karofsky was carving into his stomach. He screamed the whole entire time. After Karofsky was done, he punched Kurt hard in the face, then he moved down, spreading open Kurt's legs and began to thrust into Kurt roughly with no preparation. Kurt cried out.
When he was done, Kurt fell asleep. When he awoke again, he was in a shower, cold water poured down to wake him.
"Wakey, wakey," Karofsky cooed. Karofsky stripped and turned the water so it was warmer and stepped in. He was already sporting an erection. Kurt realized that he was in the main house, and that his nightmare had reached a whole new level.
Kurt liked being in the house, even though the blinds were shut, he had a better idea of day and night, and it wasn't cold. But it also meant more sex, it was as if Karofsky was making up for lost time. Kurt figured that Karofsky's parents had to be be out of town in order for him to stay in the house.
Kurt came to realize all that he was good for, was sex. Karofsky seemed to enjoy the sex way too much, always wanting it, in different forms: foreplay, S and M, eating food off of Kurt's body, and trying new positions. So Kurt would givein to him without a fight, even show that he wanted it. Convince himself that he wanted the sex as well.
He would give up and be Karofsky's compliant little whore. He would kiss back, not hold back his moans, and do everything that Karofsky told him.
Kurt also found the more complacent he was, the less he was punished. He had even gotten to the point where Karofsky would only tie him down when he would leave the house. Karofsky seemed to get even more turned on when Kurt would whimper for more.
One day, Karofsky came home, his eyes gleaming. He grabbed Kurt and put him in the tub. Kurt didn't move or react much. He felt like he didn't need to anymore.
He was moved to the tub. Karofsky was giving him a nice bath, but unlike before, he was not in the tub with Kurt, and his touches where gentler. Kurt wondered if something was up. Karofsky then grabbed a towel, wrapped it around his waist and took him out to the car, carrying him bridal style.
He as shocked that Karofsky was taking him somewhere. That shocked so turned nervousness. He wondered what he had up his sleeve. Kurt didn't have time to think, Karofsky put the cloth over his mouth, and darkness took over.
When Kurt woke up, he found something rough against his back and arms. He tried to move but found that his hands were tied behind him. When things got into focus, he realized that he was tied to a tree. His eyes widen when he saw Karofsky pull out a knife and a jar. He opened the jar and grabbed a nearby stick, covering the stick with the contents of the jar.
Karofsky then spread open Kurt's legs and shoved the stick in. Kurt gasped in pain. Karofsky repeated this a few more times, then set the stick beside Kurt, reaching then for the knife.
Kurt began to struggle, his eyes widen, he knew what was coming. Karofsky's eyes had a nasty gleam about them.
"Well this has been fun Kurt, but now it's over. You were a good whore while it lasted. Remember you will always be mine." He shoved the knife into Kurt.
Kurt screamed. The pain was unimaginable. He watched Karofsky walk off with a satisfied look in his eyes.
Not even Karofsky wanted him now.
Kurt embraced the darkness when it came.
When he awoke, he had no idea where he was. At first everything was blurry, but when things started to come into focus, he noticed that he was in a white room and he felt warm. Machines beeped around him. He tried to think of something, anything to say but came up with a blank. He looked over to see an older gentlemen holding his hand. Upon seeing that he was awake, he stood up quickly and called the nurse.
"Dad.," he croaked through his mask. The nurse came in and took off the mask. He saw another nurse run off in his peripheral vision, muttering something about grabbing a doctor. His father squeezed his hand.
"Dad, where am I? Where is mom?"
His father looked confused for a moment, Kurt had no idea why. "Carole will be back in a bit, she went to go get some food. But Finn is here."
"Who are Carole and Finn?"
His father looked shocked. Just then the doctor came in. He was a short man of Asian decent with very kind eyes.
"Hey Kurt, how are you feeling?"
"Alright I guess, just tired."
"Do you feel any pain?" Kurt shook his head. The doctor started to check his breathing and other vitals. He then grabbed his flashlight and wave it in front of Kurt's eyes.
"Okay Kurt I need you to follow the light. Very good, everything looks good. You are a very lucky young man. You are very lucky to be alive. I will have the nurse change your dressings later, you just rest up and I will be back in a bit." Kurt nodded.
The nurse who was there when he first woke up walked over to his bag and put medicine in. "Now Kurt just yell if you need anything or push the button okay? My name is Lucy and I am here to take care of you. Even if its to up the dosage on your pain medicine just let me know. We want you to be comfortable. Now this medicine will make you sleepy."
Kurt felt the edges around him grow blurry, and everything fade to black.
It was dark for the most part, minus a tiny light-bulb lighting the space. Someone was on-top of him, ripping off his clothes, he struggled with no avail. He shivered in the cold. He felt the hands begin to fondle him, he felt dirty. He looked up and squinted in what little light he had, trying to get a look at the face, and barely caught a glimpse of it, but he didn't recognize it. Hands now moved to his thighs, moving them apart, caressing him.
Then the stranger moved in and entered Kurt. Kurt screamed for help, no one answered. He was in so much pain. It hurt so much. He kept screaming as the stranger continued to move in him.
"Such a good little whore."
"So fucking tight."
Hands were now shaking him.
Kurt.
Kurt awoke to his father gently shaking him.
"Kurt, come on wake up buddy." His father stopped shaking him when he saw his eyes were opened. Burt's eyes were furrowed with concern. "You okay there bud?" Kurt felt the sweat settle on his forehead, he breathed heavily trying to forget the dream. It made him feel sick. He felt nauseous, the bile rising in his throat. He leaned over and puked over the railing of the bed. His father sat on the edge of the bed and began to rub Kurt's back. He continued to dry heave for a few minutes.
"Come on, get it all out."
"It was nothing dad really, just a nightmare," Kurt said, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. He felt a little better, but not much.
"Do you want to talk about it?"
"Not really."
"Kurt you are going to have to talk to me eventually," Burt said desperately. But Kurt just looked out the window. When he did, he swore that he saw the same figure from his dream, standing outside his window by a tree.
Author's Note: And that's a wrap. I don't know when I will be able to update again, I have two really big things happening next week that I need to prepare for, but I will try hard to get something up this weekend as a break from the craziness. And woot to the hiatus being almost done, I think I have like 13 hours left until the new Glee episode premieres. (Yeah I am totally not in withdrawal)
Oh and before I forget, I do have another fic out, called Looking Up, its kinda a one chapter blurb about Santana getting help from Kurt after being rejected by Britt. If you have time I encourage you all to check it out. :)
Also, okay warning, I won't give away the spoiler, but you have been warned that there is an allusion to a spoiler...
So did you all hear about the drama about the extra that leaked who won prom king and queen from the Glee Prom Episode? Pretty intense.
Oh also, I do have a twitter now, I may sometimes write on it if I am going to update soon or what not. You are all welcome to add me: It's LadyDoomDragon.
Wow, I think that is my longest note to date. Anyways I am off to bed now, got a crazy day tomorrow.
Cheers!
LadyDragoness~