Chapter six!
A/N
I Do not own this song that is being featured.
Its called iris and its by the goo goo dolls.
Its amazing, if you havent already, go listen;-)!
Kurt walked through the halls with his head held high and a smile painted across his face, he was falling in love with someone, and that person loved him back!
As he approached his locker and opened it, something jumped out at him and he screamed in surprise, causing the people surrounding him to giggle.
The tall boy shook off their giggles and looked at the piece of paper which had just attacked him.
Kurt looked horrified as he read the page.
Go and die.
I wish you had cancer.
You dont deserve to live.
Kurt could feel tears threatening to fall as he re-read the note over and over.
Before he knew it Blaine had grabbed the note from his grasp and was scanning his eyes over it, anger forming through facial expression.
Kurt went to say something but Blaine walked away, he stormed down the corridor to the classroom he knew that the culprits of the letter would be in.
Kurt called after him, following him, running with every ounce of energy he had.
"BLAINE!"
Blaine, despite the fact that he had heard Kurt, didnt even acknowledge him, instead he ran into the room he had approached in a fury, slamming the letter down on the desk and walking over to his 'Best friend' Kieran.
The short boy took a long intake of breath as Kurt entered the room behind him.
"You did this, didnt you?"
Blaines face was not one to be messed with.
Kieran shook his head, a small smirk on his face.
"I dont know what you're talking about, now how about you ditch the loser, and come sit with us?"
Blaine ignored all of the other boys words, nothing mattered anymore, it was as if the wole world had blotted out.
Before he could stop himself, he lifted his arm, clenching his fist.
He placed a poweful punch to the left cheekbone of his ex-friend.
The room went from complete silence, to a complete uproar of noise as Kieran rose to his feet, clutching his face.
"FINE! GO AND BE A FUCKING FAG!"
Blaine just nodded, as if to say Like you'd be able to stop me anyway.
He turned on his heel and walked towards Kurt, ushering him outside.
When they reached the bleachers, Kurt sat down sighing.
The short boy sat beside his newly-formed boyfriend, placing a hand on his back, comfortingly.
"Dont worry, I mean it could of been worse, you could actually-"
Kurt cut him off, tears forming in his perfect eyes.
"Im sick, Blaine"
Blaine frowned.
"Dont worry, I can just take you home an-"
"No, Blaine, im really sick, I have cancer"
Blaine laughed nervously.
"Kurt, dont joke about things like that"
Kurt stood up, tears now falling down his cheeks.
"Im not joking!"
Blaines face fell, in disbelief and disappointment.
He spoke, his voice barely even a faint whisper.
"You cant, you're an 18 year old boy, you have everything to live for.. you cant have cancer"
"Well, I do"
"W-why.. why didnt you tell me?"
Kurt began pacing up and down the bleacher aisles.
"The doctor said that I should act normal, like.. nothing was wrong.. I didnt have anything to live for, I wanted to die, and then YOU CAME ALONG AND RUINED EVERYTHING!"
Kurt was sobbing by this time, shaking his head.
In the blink of an eye Kurt had disappeared, Blaine shouted after him but it was no use, Kurt had dissapeared, god knows when Blaine would see him again.
IF Blaine would see him again.
