So sorry about the long wait, I started a new college semester and I am getting my ass kicked by it. I'm not going to ramble on let's just get onto the story. I hope you enjoy it. Plus I just went to my cousin's wedding, he just married his boyfriend. It was so much fun and suddenly I had some inspiration for this story! Also helps my cousin is a huge glee fan.
Sept 23rd: I got a tumblr account tonight so don't expect much but its http:/ no1schizo. tumblr. com/ please remove spaces
Disclaimer: I don't own Glee, just the OC's.
Kurt woke up it was still dark out but way later than he normally woke up. Ever since Brittany called three days ago he has been sleeping through the night nightmare free. He sighed, one more day after today before he was home for the weekend.
-Flashback-
"Brittany? What's wrong, Boo?" He could hear Brittany sniffling on the other line.
"Dolphin? Is that you?"
"Yeah, Boo. What's wrong?"
"I was so scared. Santana said you were alright but I wanted to make sure. The mean boys at school were talking about you being gone and how you should be dead. You're not dead right? You're at camp and I can't save you," He could hear her starting to cry, "And I want to pet your baby soft hands."
"No honey I'm not dead. I'm at different school, remember?"
"Oh. Can I come visit you?"
"Err…sure, Brit." He knew she'd forget.
"Good. Kurt, you'll call me right? If you need help?" He was surprised by the rare appearance of somber Brittany.
"Oh Boo. I'm fine." He knew he had to change the topics before Brittany became upset again. "How's Satan?"
"Who?"
"Santana."
"But you said-"
Zach bursted back into the room at that moment, eyes wide, "Kurt, dude, come play with us! We're short a person."
"I'm on the phone." He replied at the same time he could hear Brittany.
"I thought you said you weren't at camp."
"Brittany, I'm not." He said into the phone before looking at Zach, "Zach, I can't."
Zach let out a long sufferable sigh, "Fine. If you change your mind, come to the commons room. Now off to Blaine's!" With that he shut the door.
"You should've gone."
"Brittany…I'm just tired."
"Okay. Want me to sing you to sleep?"
He shrugged, getting comfortable in his bed, "Sure." Not believing he'd actually go to sleep.
"I heard this on Arties IPod."
"When I hear your voice
It's drowning in the whispers
You're just skin and bones
There's nothing left to take
And no matter what I do
I can't make you feel better
If only I could find the answer
To help me understand
"Sometimes I wish I could save you
And there's so many things
That I want you to know
I won't give up till it's over
If it takes you forever
I want you to know that
"If you fall, stumble down
I'll pick you up off the ground
If you lose faith in you
I'll give you strength to pull through
Tell me you won't give up
'Cause I'll be waiting if you fall
You know I'll be there for you
"If only I could find the answer
To take it all away
"Sometimes I wish I could save you
And there's so many things
That I want you to know
I won't give up till it's over
If it takes you forever
I want you to know"
Somewhere in the middle of the song, Kurt had fallen asleep.
"Good night Kurt." She whispered, hanging up.
-End Flashback-
He glanced at the other side of the room to see Zach still sleeping. Looking at the clock next he noted it was a little after 5 and got up to shower. Before walking to the bathroom he reached under his bed to take out the box with his pills. Grabbing one of each he went to get ready for the day.
An hour later, Kurt was lying on his bed just as Zach got out of the bathroom. Instead of a weird tie today Zach went with rainbow socks.
"How do I look?" He asked, doing a spin.
Kurt raised an eyebrow, shaking his head. He didn't even grace that with an answer. He stood up and headed towards the door. He opened it just in time to see Blaine poised to knock.
"Wow I almost hit you there." Blaine laughed. The raised fist made Kurt flinch. His medicine hasn't kicked in yet.
"What is your problem!" He finally snapped, attempting to stand.
His harasser raised his fist and punched him in the side of the head, making him fall back down, "You; fag." He hissed, "You walk around so high and mighty. Like you're better than us, but you're not. You're a mistake, a taint against nature. A dirty fucking mistake."
He took a step back, his breathing picking up. His head started to hurt from a phantom pain; he grabbed it crouching down by his bed.
"Kurt? Are you okay?" Blaine asked, approaching him.
"Please." Kurt whispered, tears streaming down his face, "I'm sorry. Don't hurt me; I'm sorry, so sorry."
"Kurt, nobody's going to hurt you." Blaine tried to calm the boy down, stopping his movements.
"What do we do?" Zach asked.
"Get Nikel."
Zach ran out of the room grateful for something to do. What the hell was wrong with Kurt?
"Kurt." Blaine said cautiously, slowly making his way towards the crying boy. He knelt down next to him and put his hand on his shoulder.
"If you tell anyone, I will kill you." He increased the pressure on his shoulder.
He fell back as Kurt struck out screaming. Kurt scrambled back a few inches, hyperventilating.
He gasped out so quietly that Blaine wasn't sure he heard right. "I won't tell. Don't kill me."
With that Kurt fainted. Blaine sat there frozen before he heard a noise at the door. He looked up as Zach and Nikel made their way into the door. Strangely enough, Sammy was behind them looking concerned.
"What in the hell happened?" Nikel asked, striding across the room and picking Kurt up to lie in his bed.
"I don't know. He opened the door and the next thing I know he's on the floor crying apologizing and-"He stopped unsure if he should tell them about the last comment he made.
"Should we call the nurse?" Zach asked, biting his lip, "This is the second time he's fainted on me like that."
"Second?" Blaine asked but was ignored.
"No." They all turned to look at Sammy, "From the sounds of it he had a panic attack. I use to get them after…just as long as he wakes up calm, no need to get the nurse involved. They can be embarrassing."
"I'll stay with Kurt. You guys go to breakfast. Sammy, will you tell Mr. Oliphant I won't be in class today. Zach, do you know Kurt's first class?"
"Uh…French with Madame Bauer."
"Tell her Kurt isn't feeling well."
"Sure. Shoot me a text when he wakes up, okay?" Zach stood there for a moment longer before the three started heading out, "I have a bunch of movies in the closet. Feel free to rummage through them and use the TV."
He nodded his thanks and watched as the boys left. He looked back at the pale boy lying in the bed. He was quite beautiful, almost like an angel. He shook his head, the boy fainted and he's staring at him like a pervert. He wasn't even gay, which sucked for Blaine.
He moved towards Zach closet and began to dig for a movie. He had no idea how long Kurt would be out. Finally he grabbed one and put it in. He cringed he really didn't want to sit on Zach's bed. He had no idea what that kid did to it. Instead he made his way over to Kurt's side and gingerly sat down next to the unconscious teen. He flipped on Fast and Furious hoping to get lost in cars and hot guys.
Kurt slowly came to a few hours later. He didn't open his eyes instead he tried to figure out what was going on first. He was on something soft so he assumed his bed but why was -was that Beauty and the Beast- playing in the background.
Completely confused, he opened his eyes to see Blaine next to him, asleep. He glanced towards the TV in time to see the beast turning back into a prince. He wanted to wake Blaine up to ask what in the world was going on but he looked so peaceful. He was quite handsome especially since his hair was slowly coming out of its gelled state. He really wanted to run his hands through it. No, bad Kurt.
To resist the urge he slowly got up from the bed, careful not to wake his bed mate. His head was pounding. He stumbled his way to the bathroom. Once inside he stared at himself in the mirror. How long he could keep this up? He was so tired. He looked at the thin clothe cast he got on his arm last week replacing the bulky one and thought of all the wounds under his clothes. When would he stop running?
"Kurt?" A groggy voice called from the other room.
Not today. He turned and walked back to see Blaine awake and texting someone.
"Hey you're up. You scared the living daylights out of me. What happened?"
Kurt bit his lip. He knew he couldn't ignore it this time. Pretend it didn't happen, because it did. And Blaine saw.
"I had a panic attack, obviously."
"You started crying and begging someone to 'stop' that's not just a panic attack." He didn't want to mention the idea of a death threat. What if Kurt was abused? Did his parents hurt him?
Kurt's eyes narrowed, "It's really none of your business, Blaine. My life just hasn't been the easiest."
"Do you want to talk about it?"
"No. I'm sorry for what you saw today and heard. It's not your problem."
"I want to help you, Kurt."
"You can't. If its fine with you I'm going to sleep away this headache."
Blaine looked at him for a moment before sighing dejected the boy obviously wasn't going to talk, "Fine. I suppose I should go to Warbler practice anyways." He started to head out before stopping, "I promise I won't bring it up again but Kurt. Don't let what happened today keep you from talking to us. We just started talking again."
And with that he left.
Kurt fell backwards on his bed, wincing as it aggravated his ribs. He really fucked up this one. He wasn't sure how long he laid there, but according to his growling stomach, it was long enough. Groaning he got up and headed towards cafeteria. Warbler practice would be over by now meaning he had to see his roommate as well as Blaine again. Could this day get any worse?
"Move out of the way, Plebeian." He turned slightly to see Gabriel and Jamie moving past him. Oh yes, yes it can. He opened his mouth to make a comeback but once again nothing came out. Once again he let them get away from it. When did he get so weak?
"Hey Kurt!" Zach materialized next to him with Blaine, Nikel following at more a sedate pace. Next to him was a beautiful girl about their age with straight platinum blonde hair and the palest blue eyes Kurt had ever seen. She was tall and thin and walked like a runway model. He just stared at her as her sharp eyes caught his.
Blaine smiled, "I see you spotted Loretta. Stunning right? Don't be put off by her personality, she can be sweet. When, I'm not really sure, but disregard any comments out her mouth. She's what some may call.."
"A bitch. She's Nikel's whore and goes to Crawford Day." Zach finished with a nod. Apparently they were going to ignore his not so little freak out this morning. Boys and their short attention spans. Maybe Blaine already told them he wasn't going to talk about it.
"Zach, who said you could talk." Loretta asked with fake sweetness as the two finally reached them.
"Why would I need permission?"
The sickly sweet smile left her lips as she rolled her eyes, "Because everybody around you gets dumber every time you open your mouth."
"Why are you here again?"
"Nikel is taking me out; I had to rip him from your possessive insane grip before we could have our date."
Zach stuck out his tongue, "You're just bitter that Nikel loves me more."
"I always use to wonder why people bang their heads against walls…then I met you."
"Hey Loretta, a blonde, brunette, and a redhead…"
"Finish that joke and you won't be breathing."
"What did you have for breakfast? Bitch flakes?"
"You're just mad your tampon is in too far."
"I fart to make you smell better!"
Kurt, still staring at the two who were standing toe to toe, whispered to Blaine, "Are they seriously trading insults back and forth?"
"Yeah, we learned long ago to just let them finish."
"You're the cum your mother should've swallowed."
Zach gasped at her before glaring, "You should do some soul searching maybe you'll find one."
"Anyone who told you to be yourself couldn't have given you worse advice." Both turned to look at Kurt whose eyes were wide, "I said that out loud, didn't I?"
Loretta approached him looking him up and down, "And who are you?"
Nikel step forward and took his girlfriend's hand, "Loretta meet Kurt he just started a few weeks ago, he's Zach's new roommate. Kurt this is my girlfriend, Loretta."
"Zach's roommate, huh? I am so sorry." She took a step back and smiled at Nikel, "I like him, feisty."
"You got the Alpha Females approval, you should be honored."
"Zach, shut it. Nikel, we really should head out."
"Yeah, before this turns into a war. See you later guys. Try not to burn the dorm down while I'm out."
"No promises." Zach replied, before walking into the cafeteria.
"Have fun." Blaine said before the two took their leave. As soon as they were gone Blaine and Kurt made their way into the lunch room. Kurt bit his lip as he was led towards the table where Wes, David, Zach, Thad and Christof already sat. He's managed to avoid Thad and Christof since meeting them the last time. This was going to be awkward.
"Blaine, tell David that 'Hey, Soul Sister' is a way better song for Sectionals than 'Bills, bills, bills." Thad announced, glaring at David.
"David 'Hey, Soul Sister' is a way better song for Sectionals than 'Bills, bills, bills." Blaine repeated sitting down, Kurt carefully sitting next to him, "Plus Sectionals are this Saturday we're not changing our setlist."
"Whatever it was just a suggestion."
"As long as we don't do 'Teenage Dream' I'm good." Wes added rolling his eyes.
"I take offense to that. I think we did it justice."
"An all-boys choir sang Teenage Dream, by Katy Perry?" Kurt couldn't help but ask.
"Yeah, Blaine just had to sing it." Zach pretended to gush, laughing.
Blaine pouted, "It was a good song and gave us something new to consider. Plus Katy Perry is a great artist."
"Blaine, if you weren't gay I'd think you were in love with Katy Perry."
Blaine stuck out his tongue, "I can admire her without being attracted to her."
Kurt just sat there wide eyed. Blaine was gay? And nobody was making fun of him, harassing him or calling him names. He seemed to be friends with everyone and they all knew. What was this place?
"Kurt, are you okay?" Blaine asked, looking at him concerned.
"You're gay?" They didn't care Blaine was gay, he realized. He didn't have to speak in a lower register, he didn't have to hide himself. And yet he would.
"Is there a problem with that?" Thad asked, glaring at him.
"Next thing you know you'll be wearing tight pants, listening to musicals, and singing about your feelings in a girlie voice."
"All fags deserve to die."
"People like you aren't meant to be happy. Its people like us who make sure natural order remains and little fags like you stay in the closet."
Kurt closed his eyes to quiet the voices, but they weren't going away, "I have to go."
He got up and quickly left the room. He didn't even get a chance to eat. How was someone so popular gay? It doesn't work that way. Not in the real world, not at McKinley. He was worthless, a taint, a mistake, he was gay. Blaine was smart, popular, kind, he was also gay. He grabbed his head in frustration. It made no sense.
"What's wrong, Fancy? The pretty bird can't speak? What's this can't sing either?"
I hope you like the chapter. This story is going somewhere I promise. Next chapter is a revelation on Blaine's part on Kurt and maybe sectionals. We will be seeing more of Gabriel, Jamie, Sammy and Loretta.