Chapter 7- The past.
" First: Pets are not allowed in our dorm rooms." Wes voice thundered in the unbreakable silence.
"Well, except for birds." Kurt responded with a voice that had a significantly higher pitch.
"I don´t know about that." Wes sighed. "I don´t really think they´re allowed. They are-even though their appearance doesn´t reflect the animals we casually see-animals." Wes looked around the room desperately but none of the other boys seemed to have understood anything about what he just had said.
"Sorry to break it for you but what you just said makes no sense." Kurt took a deep breath before he shook his head in pure confusion. "I have a bird, and you wanna know the best part of it?" Wes nodded expectantly, like a little child when someone asks if you would love to have some candy."You. Wes Anderson, gave Pavarotti to me."
"Who on earth is Pavarotti" Wes grinned and made eye contact with David. Blaine looked just as confused at Kurt.
"The bird you gave to me at my first Warblers practice. Remember?" But when Wes shook his head Kurt changed the subject immediately. "Any other rules that might be easy to infract?"
"We are not allowed to have girls in our dorm rooms." Blaine peaked in. "We need to respect curfew. We´re not allowed running in the hallways. We´re no-" Blaine got interrupted by David who clearly was way brighter then the monkey who was trapped in Wes´s body, but still not bright enough.
"We´re NOT allowed losing keys." He smiled, extremely overwhelmed by his ridiculously childish thought.
"Obviously. But we need something cruel. We need to become as badass as Puck." Blaine squinted at Kurt and their eyes met. Blaine´s eyes were Kurt´s inspiration in life. His reason to live. As Kurt huddled in even closer to Blaine the annoying silence once again broke, drastically.
"I got it" Wes shouted and this time, it actually made sense.
"So love doves…And David. What do you think would be the most unacceptable think to get caught doing?" David´s tired face lit up in a sudden puff of happiness.
"Sex, or drugs" Wes nodded and Kurt could feel how Blaine´s body froze in defense.
"Whoah. Guys. How the heck are we supposed to get Tim a one night stand? And how on earth are we supposed to obtain drugs actually getting caught?" Blaine´s speech was the most attractive think Kurt had heard in about forty-five minutes.
"Blaine, buddy, you see. We don´t have to get him a one night stand, unless neither of you are ready to get naked with him?" David smiled and looked over to Kurt and Blaine. Kurt was seriously not talking about that again. Last time anything about Tim and sex came up, it just ended with Kurt crying in Blaine´s lap begging him not to walk away.
"No one night stand" Kurt imbedded.
"Fine..-" Wes snorted. "But drugs, come-on guys."
"But where are we gonna obtain drugs, none of us are a drug dealer." Blaine hesitated "Right?"
"Blaine you have pain pills, right?" David said as he moved closer to the circle of frustrated and tired faces.
"I guess." Blaine sighted. "But are you sure that´s going to work, I mean. Doesn´t they just make you tired."
"Not if you take enough of them" David said with a serious but still gleeful voice.
"But if you take many enough you´ll pass out and if the angles of luck don´t vigil over us the kid might just as well stay asleep, for the rest of his miserable life" Blaine had a point. But Kurt though that if they only gave him a small overdose he mig-
"Wait. Blaine. Why do you have pain pills?" Kurt asked and he could see how Blaine´s face turned green. "Are you okay" Kurt kissed Blaine's cheek.
"I-" Blaine put a hand over his moth and it seriously looked like he was going to gag all over Kurt´s new Prada jacket in any second.
"Blaine, just tell him. He deserves to know."Wes said, this time his voice was fully serious and his eyes were attached on Blaine´s hurt face.
"I´m sorry" And with that Blaine was on his way to his and Kurt´s bathroom. Kurt looked around and just for a second he wished he was asleep, but when reality punched him right above his chest he got up on his feet and followed Blaine close behind. When he entered the bathroom he found Blaine in a sitting position, his head in the toilet and his hands shaking while he tried to keep his fragile figure seated.
"It´s okay Blaine." Kurt patted his back as Blaine coughed up last night´s dinner. Kurt wasn´t totally in love with the idea of him also getting sick but he didn´t really care. If any bacteria would infect his body it might as well be Blaine´s. After a few minutes of nasty noises Blaine finally looked at Kurt, with eyes that screamed of forgiveness.
"I´m so sorry, it´s just-"Tears started streaming down Blaine's wonderful face."Some memories make me sick. I don´t have stomach flu or anything like that. It´s just that –" He leaned over to Kurt and pulled him into a hug. His sobs came out jerky but Kurt just sat there. Holding him in his arms. That was good enough.
"You wanna talk about it?" Kurt whispered in the crying boy's ear.
"I think you should know." Blaine sobbed." But you can´t freak out."
"I promise." Kurt said with a voice that screamed of hurt and comfort. "You can tell me anything"
"I-I wa-" Blaine backed out Kurt´s rip and looked into his pale blue eyes. "Kurt. Last year..." Blaine looked down. "Last year…I was raped"