David needs an Asian therapist. Mike makes a final decision.

Chapter 9: {David's Story}

How could they do this? How could they possibly do this to him? Mike felt his heart breaking for his friend as his feet crunched the snow beneath him. He wiped at the tears streaming down his face.

"Kurt, just tell him the truth. People were bound to find out. It's been happening for a month now." Fine had said early that night when Michael had walked in on him and Kurt making out heavily in the kitchen.

The image flashed across Mike's mind and he growled. If Blaine finds out, he'll be so hurt. I know that he cares for Kurt. I know that he cares for me as well but I'm not the one dating him. I'm not the one that is supposed to be faithful. If I were dating him I wouldn't do anything so harsh. If I were dating him, he wouldn't suffer. He wouldn't be oblivious.

"If you don't tell him Kurt, I will." Was the last thing he said before he stormed out of the house. But will I tell him? Do I really want to be the messenger of bad news? I hate all of this drama. I hate it. It's all Blaine's fault. No, that's not right. It's my fault. I should have got so involved. I should have just stuck to the background.

So entranced by his own thoughts, Mike was unaware of the truck that was slowly pulling up next to him until there was a loud honk, making him jump.

He flipped around. David Karofsky was waving a hand from behind the windshield. It was then that Mike realized how freezing he was, he had left his jacket at the Hummel residence. His entire body was shaking and his feet felt like they were going to freeze off. He walked over to the window of David's car and peered in.

David rolled down the window and spoke. "Hey, need a ride."

Mike nodded vigorously.

"Get in," he leaned over and unlocked the door. Mike quickly got into the warm truck and pressed his hands against the heating vents.

"Th-thank you Dave."

"You're an idiot."

"I know." But not as big as an idiot as some people I know.

"What were you doing?"

"I was trying to see how long it would take before I developed hypothermia."

"Hypothermia?"

"Nevermind David," Mike grunted and warmed his hands some more. "Why did they send you?"

"I was available and I wanted to get out of there."

"Not loving the Glee club crowd are we?" Mike's mouth twitched in an attempt at a smile as he looked over at the jock.

David bit on his bottom lip and tapped his fingers on the steering wheel. "It's not that. Not really."

"Is it…Kurt?"

"No," Dave looked uncomfortable as he said it. "Why would it be him?"

"Dave," Mike rolled his eyes. "I know you are gay."

David slammed on the breaks and glared over at Mike.

"Who told you?" Michael found himself in a sort of death grip as Karofsky clutched the collar of his shirt. Mike's face when instantly blank, it was his defense mechanism in way. He was like a special creature that played dead whenever threatened.

"No one had to tell me Karofsky, now would you please remove your hands from my shirt. I have had enough shit to deal with today. I don't need your angst." Mike said in a monotone fashion as he blinked slowly.

"Sorry, sorry," David removed his hands and went back to the steering wheel. "How did you know?" He looked at the Asian from the corner of his eye.

Just then Mike felt his phone buzzing. He hesitantly pulled it out.

- Michael Chang, you need to explain to me what is going on right now. I can't bear to think about the way you looked tonight. You have to tell me, I am your friend Michael. No, Michael. I'm more than your friend and you and I both know that so tell me what's up.-

Mike shut his phone and turned back to Karofsky who was doing his best to wait patiently for his answer.

"A lot of things are obvious to me David, your sexuality is one of them." Mike leaned back in his seat, closed his eyes, and breathed out a sigh of anxiety.

"Hmmmmm," David eye's focused on the road. "Just don't tell anyone Chang, I'm not ready."

"Am I the type to reveal secrets?" Good question Michael, are you?

"I don't know." Neither do I.

"You can trust me," Mike folded his arms and sighed again. Sensing that David had a lot more on his mind Mike raised a hand and snapped his fingers. "Go ahead David, pour your heart out. I want a good distraction."

And so David "The Fury" Karofsky.

"I have three older brothers. Each of them were known and popular in high school. All three were the stars of the Football and Hockey teams. They used to bring home chicks and make-out with them. I thought it looked gross and when I told them they laughed at me for months and called me a hom-that word. It was a pretty bad time dude. I kind of lived with it on my mind for long after that. When I finally entered High School I wanted to be just like my brothers you know? A popular, chick magnet you know. Then I didn't get on the football team freshmen and sophomore year and my older brothers were really disappointed in me. They would constantly tease me and laugh in my face and call me…names. My dad and mom were a little upset about it, they never said anything but I'm sure that they were mad about it. They always tell me that they will be happy with whatever I do as long as it's not drugs or stupid stuff like…I dunno…unprotected sex. But I think it shocks my dad that I haven't actually been with a girl. I've kissed a girl before but it was sticky, her lip gloss was sticky. I didn't like it you know?"

Mike nodded and urged him to carry on and tired to ignore his buzzing phone.

"Then I met Hum-Kurt. Something about him made me angry. Just that constant air of…like he thinks he is better than everyone else."

Mike nodded in agreement, feeling bitter towards the boy they were talking about.

"it bugged me man, everything I did to him just made me feel worse because it didn't effect him."

"Affect."

"Right, affect. I've always been bad with that."

"I know"

"How?"

"I just do, please continue."

"Anyways," Karofsky coughed. "So I kissed him."

"I know."

"Wh-"

"Don't ask."

"I knew that you knew some of the drama because you were the one who brought me and Hummel together but I didn't know you knew that much."

"Don't be bothered Dave, please carry on."

"Ever since I did that I have been so confused. Like…I was angry at him but I was really angry at myself. I keep playing it over in my head and even in my thoughts I can't make myself seem like a good guy. I'm the enemy Mike, the bad guy. Blaine is the hero."

Michael flinched at the sound of Blaine's name but sat up and stared at David pointedly.

"Life isn't a story Dave, life doesn't just have heroes and villains. You," Mike pressed a finger against Dave's arm. "Are not a monster, or a troll living under some bridge, or a two headed dragon, or a possessive step mother. You are person, human. You have flaws. You weren't born with bad blood, no one is. Not even Hitler. People over-simplify things like that far too much. You can't just go through life thinking everything is light and dark. There are shades of yellow and blue and burnt oranges as well dude." Mike felt odd expressing his inner most thoughts like that but he had a feeling that David was actually listening. Desperate for any advice.

"My flaws are huge dude," he could see tears starting to glisten in David's eyes.

"So are mine."

David scoffed and his voice cracked with emotion. "What could be worse than someone that hates himself so much that they take it out on people they car-people? I hate everything I am and I have no one to blame but myself."

"That," Mike paused for a second to think. "Is true," He patted him on the shoulder. "But you have everything to gain from this experience David Karofsky." Mike shrugged his lips and waved his hand in front of his face. "Forgiveness, respect, how to wear a beret properly..."

Dave snorted back a laugh.

"What the hell is a beret?"

"A hat…thing," Mike patted himself on his head to emphasize. He chuckled a little bit as well.

"A hat thing," David repeated. "You are strange."

"I've been known to be that way from time to time. Do you like him?"

"Hummel?"

Mike nodded in response.

"I…I don't know Chang. I'm still confused about that. I think…" he paused in thought "…yeah I do. I do like him. I mean, I don't just go kissing anyone you know? When I see him I get feelings, and I am jealous of that-that fancy boy he calls a boyfriend. But I can't tell. What if it's just because he is the only other gay kid in this school? Or the only one that is out of the cabinet."

"Closet."

"Right, closet."

"So what you are telling me is that you do like Kurt but you think you only like him because he just so happens to be the only gay kid at our school?"

"I'm saying is that I don't know. The only other gay kid I know is that fancy pants boyfriend of his. He is definitely not my type," David grumbled.

"I'm going to warn you now David, do not pursue Kurt. It's clearly nothing extreme…yet, so I think you will be safe if you stop it now," I should have taken my own advice. "Trust me, he is far too distracted by someone else right now."

"I know…that stupid…preppy…"

"Don't call Blaine stupid okay? He is an incredible person and is just a victim of circumstance. "

"Oh, sorry, I forgot he was your friend."

"He is my best friend," Mike looked out the window at the snowy treats too hide his face from David. Tears were starting to form in his eyes. He felt the pain like an unjustified stab to the back. Knowing that Blaine would one day find out and feel this pain made him hurt even more.

"Are you afraid that I'll steal your best friend's boy friend?" David laughed a little.

"No, no I am not David," Mike still didn't look at the jock. "I'm telling you this for your own good Karofsky. It's better just to stay away and not get too involved in that drama. I'm sure you'll find someone someday but right now romance is not something that you should focus on. Life has so much more to offer and you don't want to waste your life wishing for someone that you can never be with."

Dave didn't respond, he wasn't expecting him to, but the silence was making him anxious.

Mike leaned back in his seat, trying to calm himself down by taking in a breath and breathing out slowly, his body shuddered as he did so. It shuddered not because of the cold but because the emotions he was holding in. Each inhale and exhale released them slowly and steadily until he felt like his head was clear enough to sit up again.

He clutched his phone, it was still buzzing.

17 messages.

2 voicemails.

5 missed calls.

All from Blaine.

Mike swallowed and pushed the phone back in his pocket. He was afraid that if he responded he would reveal too much.

When David dropped him off at his house Mike turned and leaned against the door staring pointedly at him.

"Keep on the right track David, don't shove people into lockers or throw slushies in their faces. Don't try to impress anyone but those who already accept you for who you are," he flashed a reassuring smile and shut the door behind him.

As he walked up the path to his door way his phone buzzed again. He groaned and pulled it out of his pocket. He frowned even more when Tina's named flashed across the screen.

He started to think of all the things that he said to David. He started to think about how Kurt was kissing Finn with such passion that it was like a heat wave was emitting from them. He started to believe that if he had feelings for someone else more than her then why would he even risk hurting her more by accidently cheating on her. I don't need a security blanket girlfriend and that is what she has turned into and I don't want to wait to hurt her at a later time by making a mistake. If I'm going to do it, I'm going to do it properly.

"Hello Tina how is it at your cousins?"

"Hey Mike how are-"

"I think we should break up."