'Didn't think I would see you' Chapter 29
A/N: HEYYYYYYY! This is such a long chapter and so much happens and a lot of it was hard for me to write for reasons and ahhhhh I give you my feels.
What to expect: More on Sam, Klaine, More Sam and a surprise ;D
I hope you like this chapter, normally I would have so much more to say but I am speechless, I finally finished this chapter and I am just so proud of the way it took shape :D
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Allen and Marie Evans made their way into the waiting room days later when they got there they ran straight for the front desk, behind the little counter was a small lady with big glasses. "Hi there can I help you?" she asked them politely, her old eyes filled with sympathy as she had spent twenty years on the job watching distressed Parents, she knew the signs and felt awful for anyone in that position.
"We're Sam Evans parents; we were hoping we could speak to someone?" Allen asked gently, the lady frowned slightly her heart went out to the two before her it really did.
"I will call the doctor for you" She said before proceeding to call the doctor over the intercom "-He won't be long" They nodded and went to stand off to the side.
"One more thing there is a young boy in the waiting room that I think would be really appreciate to know you're here, he came in with your son and hasn't left since, poor thing"
The Evan's made their way into the waiting room, their eyes searching for someone they recognized, after a quick observation they found a boy curled up in a corner.
Marie was the first to approach him, she knelt down by him, she grimaced at the state of his clothes, he'd clearly not changed since he'd arrived, blood still stained his clothes; Marie noticed instantly that he was asleep. She retracted the hand that was reaching out to touch him, she didn't want to wake him, but her presence alone startled him, he shot up with a cry, "Hush sweetheart, I didn't mean to wake you, my name is Marie Evans"
Cohen looked at her "You're Sammy's mum?" he asked, his throat raw and sad; She nodded gently with a sad smile "-I wish we could have met under better circumstances. I'm Cohen"
Marie smiled and Cohen sat up, trying to pull him self together he stood up and Marie followed "It's nice to meet you Cohen, I wish I could say I've heard so much about you but Sam is a little private lately, I think it's because he misses that Quinn girl"
Cohen tensed and almost wanted to laugh, not only could he not introduce himself as Sam's boyfriend, he had to listen to his mother talk about his boyfriend's Ex-Girlfriend.
Cohen looked up at the man that was close by, from his facial features alone he could tell he was Sam's father, Allen nodded at him in response, Cohen didn't understand why but he felt more comfortable with Allen than he did with Marie.
The doctor strolled out and into the waiting room and the Evans plus Cohen turned to look at him, Cohen's expression harsher by far. "You must be Mr. and Mrs. Evans, I'm Doctor August Beckmen" he said, offering his hand to Allen and Marie, Allen took it and Marie just smiled.
"I'm the Doctor over seeing your son's case" He looked at Cohen with a scowl "-Could we talk in private?" he said, mostly directing it at Cohen.
Allen looked at Cohen and placed a hand gently on Cohen's shoulder "Anything about Sam can be said in front of Cohen" Allen gave Cohen's shoulder a little squeeze before dropping.
"I'm sorry, Hospital protocol says that we can only hand information over to family or valid and socially accepted Partners, the relationship between this young man and your son is neither" The doctor said, Marie shot Cohen an odd look, Allen however glared at the doctor.
"Doctor August Beckmen, with all due respect, Are you blind?" Allen asked seriously, and the Doctor looked at him oddly.
"Excuse me?" The doctor said curiously.
"Maybe just oblivious then"
"I don't know what you are talking about sir"
"From what I can tell, Cohen, my son's boyfriend, has been here from the moment Sam was brought in until now, it is clear to me that he has not left the hospital to so much as change and to be honest I don't think he has eaten either, probably from fear that he would miss something, some strand of news about the person he loves. If that's not validity than I don't know what is because I have never seen a more dedicated partner so you must be blind or ignorant to not notice. Now tell us how Sam is doing" There was a hostility in Allen's voice, he didn't stammer or hesitate in any part, not even when his wife looked at him shocked over the knowledge of her son's orientation.
Cohen basked in the afterglow of second-hand triumph.
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Blaine ran his fingers through Kurt's hair, the boy sighed they had been laying like this for a while, Kurt's head on Blaine's lap, Blaine's fingers running through Kurt's hair, it was bliss, pure bliss.
Kurt shuffled around a bit until he was laying vertically, mostly on top of Blaine, his chin resting on Blaine's chest "Hi" he whispered, watching the light from the sunset grace his skin.
"Hey you" Blaine whispered back, of course they didn't have to whisper, Finn was with Rachel and Burt and Carole had left for their honeymoon right after they finished the last of the unpacking in the new place.
Kurt had waited to do his room, opting to helping Burt, Carole and Finn with the whole house, Blaine had come over everyday since they first stepped foot, he was even there when they popped open the champagne in the kitchen to celebrate.
This particular day after Kurt and Blaine visited Cohen in the hospital early that morning, to see if he needed anything, they decided it was time to unpack Kurt's room properly, the bed was already set up due to the fact that Kurt Hummel would not be caught dead sleeping over night on a couch. Blaine helped move the book cases into place, put up all the picture frames, smiling when he saw one of him and Kurt, He had even helped Kurt fix his mums old Vanity table, they had found a box inside it but Kurt couldn't bring himself to open it just yet.
Blaine just looked at Kurt, amazed that he finally had this beautiful man in his arms, he leant forward and kissed him on his forehead, Kurt just smiled slightly before hoisting himself up to kiss him harder. Blaine smiled into the kiss, placing one hand on Kurt's face and the other on his lower back, Kurt laughed slightly into the kiss, more when Blaine forced them to switch places. Blaine hovered over Kurt, rubbing their noses together sweetly, they both just smiled before Kurt pulled Blaine, by his chin, into a kiss.
They parted slightly "Can we just stay like this forever?" Kurt asked and Blaine laughed "Not if I have to hold myself up like this" Kurt rolled them until Kurt was straddling Blaine.
With a sly smirk Kurt asked "What about now?"
"No" Blaine answered simply and Kurt pouted at him "Why?...Blainey-bear" he added the term of endearment with a cute smile.
"Because, Kurtsie, you are much too far away for me to kiss"
Kurt smiled and leaned down and into another kiss, Blaine's hands on his back holding him in place as they kissed without a care in the world; One of Blaine's hands wound its way into Kurt's hair.
Kurt released a noise low in his throat and Blaine smiled at his success, the smile breaking the kiss "Maybe we should cool off for a moment?" Kurt asked and Blaine nodded.
Kurt rolled so he was curled up against Blaine's side, one hand lazily tracing patterns on his grey tank top, his baggy shirt he'd been wearing earlier was somewhere in Kurt's room from when he took it off because he was too warm.
Blaine occupied himself with playing with the little hairs on the back of Kurt's neck, Kurt looked passed him and caught sight of the box they had found in the Vanity table.
"Do you think I should open it?" Kurt asked gently and Blaine followed his gaze to the box.
"It's up to you really but I'm here if you need support, I'm not sure of what's in there but it's your mums so I know it's going to be tough on you" Blaine said sweetly and Kurt nodded, before climbing off the bed and grabbing the box, his mind made up.
Blaine sat with Kurt against the bed head, Kurt between his legs, the box between Kurt's, "Open it with me?" Kurt asked shakily and Blaine covered Kurt's hands on the box and together they pulled off the lid. Inside it was completely full, there was a thick book, three envelopes, a stack of DVD's in plastic slips and a broach.
Kurt had already started to tear up; Blaine just leant forward and kissed the crevice of his neck in comfort; Kurt pulled out the letters, a tear fell down his face as he saw his mothers hand writing 'To Burt' on one, 'To my baby boy (for when you are in your teens)' Kurt smiled and put the two to the side, he pulled out the final letter and his eye's widened 'To Blaine'
Blain looked over Kurt's shoulder at the letter "There's a letter for me?" Kurt nodded slightly "-We'll read them later okay?" Blaine said and Kurt nodded, putting Blaine's letter on the pile.
Kurt picked up the book next, his hands shook as he pulled back the cover, a picture of Burt, Elizabeth, Kurt and Blaine stared back at him, Kurt could remember that day, they had spent Independence day together because Blaine's family didn't celebrate.
Blaine smiled at the photo and kissed Kurt behind his ear; Kurt flipped the pages and looked at the semi-scrapbook his mum had created, pictures, news articles, recipes, drawings, everything was in this little book. Every so often Blaine would whisper what he could remember of what was happening in the picture; They both laughed when they found the picture of them covered in flour, underneath was Lizzie's handwriting 'My little angels cooking together for the first time' Underneath that was the cookie recipe.
It saddened them both when they reached the last photo which was Kurt curled up sleeping on Lizzie's lap, Kurt knew that that was from the first week without Blaine.
Kurt closed the book, he kissed the spine before putting it down and Blaine kissed the nape of Kurt's neck just as gently whilst Kurt reached into the box and pulled out the broach.
"This was hers, I remember her wearing it when I was younger, I can't remember where it's from though" Kurt said before placing it on top of the letters.
Kurt pulled out the DVD's next, each one was titled, like the pictures, both Kurt and Blaine reminisced in the moments and that was just from the title, "We can watch these together if you want?" Blaine asked and Kurt nodded.
"I couldn't watch them with anyone else"
Kurt gently put the items back in the box; he kept out his and Blaine's letter though "I want to read it" he announced before standing up and grabbing his letter opener.
He picked up the box and placed it on his side table before curling up next to Blaine, they both opened their letters, Kurt pulled out his and instantly felt himself tear up at his mum's handwriting. Blaine waited to read his letter, instead he held Kurt while Kurt read his.
My sweet beautiful boy,
I'm sorry I'm not with you, especially now during the most difficult time in your life, your teens, I know how difficult my teens were; I had your father though.
How is he? Spoiling you I bet! If you've found my box that means you two have finally moved my table, I hope you both have moved on to bigger and better things, I also hope he found love again, Kurt you might not think it but I want him to be happy again.
Kurt nodded as tears started to run down his face, Blaine squeezed him tighter.
Speaking of love, have you got someone to call your own?
Kurt looked at Blaine and pressed their lips together gently before turning back to the letter and laughing at the next line.
I hope you do, you are too fabulous not to, oh dear I hope you haven't changed that fact, if you have then that's okay too I will love you no matter what.
How about Blaine? Did you find him? I hope you did because I'm writing or well by the time you're reading this I've already written him a letter haven't I? You two were so cute when you were in touch and you made each other happy; I hope you guys have each other, you deserve to be that happy again.
"I've got him mum" Kurt whispered and Blaine kissed his temple.
Kurt, if there is one thing I know well, it's how special you are and how cruel kids can be, you are going to come across people that hate you for no good reason except that you are different but remember to every one of those people there are two that love you just the way you are.
Now I know what High School is like and I doubt it has changed much, kids are pretty predictable, I just wish I could take you back to when everything was simple and your biggest problem was if Santa is real or not, he is, don't deny it.
Kurt laughed at his mums humor but then sobbed as he knew that he would never hear it out loud again "Shh… baby I've got you" Blaine whispered, rubbing soothing circles on Kurt's back as Kurt read on.
Just remember: words only hurt when you allow yourself to believe in them. Keep an open mind; there is nothing worse than accusation, mistreatment, judgment and being misunderstood.
Kurt, promise me you will be a risk taker most people would rather be certain they're miserable than risk being happy, I want you to be happy. When times are tough though remember sometimes things just work out by themselves when you stop trying to make it better.
There is so much I want to say to you Kurt, things I wish I said to you before I passed, so many things I want you to know, so you're ready for this big bad world.
Just always be confident and have courage I think you will find that they will help keep that smile on your face.
You and your dad are out getting ice cream and I know you'll be back soon so as much as I don't want to rush this letter I want to keep my box a secret. Speaking of, there is a broach in the box that I want you to have, your father spent a year saving up his allowance to buy that for me on Valentines day, I want you to have it so one day you can give it to someone you love.
Kurt couldn't stop sobbing as he read, he handed the letter to Blaine "Can you read it to me?" Blaine nodded and Kurt pointed to where he was up to.
"Just, Kurt, know that none of this is your fault, don't blame your self because its really no ones fault, blame me for not saying goodbye because I know that I'm not going to be able to tell you before I pass."
Kurt sobbed harder and Blaine held him close, letting Kurt bury his head in Blaine's shoulder; he blinked back a few of his own tears and read on.
"The worst part is that the most painful goodbyes are the ones that are never said and never explained."
Blaine pressed a kiss on Kurt's head.
"Kurt I know how sensitive you are and I'm sorry for putting you through what I did, no child should have to go through that at such a young age, I hope you know that I love you and I will always be with you even when you think I'm not, so don't be naughty, cause I will know mister."
They both laughed slightly.
"Look after your father, we both know that he is hopeless looking after himself. Look after yourself, grow into the amazing man I know you will become.
Don't forget that I love you and I will always love you."
But most of all, Kurt, please don't forget me.
Love
Your Mummy. There's a little heart as well Kurt" Blaine finished.
Kurt didn't say anything, he just clutched Blaine as tight as he could whilst he cried, Blaine let him get it all out and eventually Kurt fell asleep, Blaine looked at his letter and made a quick decision to read it.
Blaine Anderson,
He found you, or you found him, either way you are reading this and you are with him for that I couldn't be more grateful, you are with him when I can't be.
I always wondered where you disappeared to, I hope it was somewhere good; I tried looking for you but all I found was numbers not in use and an oblivious butler. I am a mother and I worried, I also missed you, you were my second son and I mourned your absence, so did Burt but most of all so did Kurt. He cries every night, I'm not blaming you I just want you to know how much he loves you.
He has you now though and that's what really matters here, I wish I could have seen you two grow up, the sons I couldn't love more even if I tried.
I always had this hope that one day you too would get together, I hope you do, if the situation is right that is.
As much as I would love for you to be Kurt's boyfriend I want you to be best friends first and foremost, to look after each other, keep each other grounded, keep each other happy.
If you are interested in him romantically you better be good to him Blaine Anderson because if you aren't I will hear about it and haunt your curly haired ass.
I love you sweetie.
Now because my mumma intuition thinks you to are destined to be together, make sure Kurt has a supply of scarves and turtle necks or Burt will murder you, make sure that you have the same supply or Burt will still murder you.
Please be everything Kurt needs and I hope he will be everything you need.
Be there for each other no matter what the situation, through thick and thin I want you to swear that you will love and support him in every way you can.
Be true to yourself Blaine.
Love
Miss Lizzie
Blaine wiped the tears from his eyes, put the letter back in the envelope, placed it on the side table and kissed the top of Kurt's head before closing his own eyes.
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Blaine woke to the sensation of someone running their hand up and down his arm and a pair of lips pressing small kisses on his cheek, he could tell already that it was Kurt, he turned his head , without opening his eyes, and pressed his lips onto Kurt's.
When they separated Kurt smiled "How'd you know I wasn't some axe murderer?"
Blaine opened his eyes and looked at Kurt, "Because no one kisses quite like you do"
Kurt smiled "Because of that I will let you have silly resistance"
"Only cause you're irresistible" Blaine mumbled and Kurt smiled.
"Don't you have to go to a late night warblers meeting?" Kurt asked sadly, Blaine had mentioned it earlier that Wes needed to consult the Warblers on a new song and refused to do it over the phone with him because 'We are Warblers, upperclassmen, we will have order'
Blaine nodded "At Seven, what's the time now?"
"Nearing six, you better go" Kurt said before leaning forward and pressing a soft kiss to the crevice of his mouth, he went to turn to get off the bed but Blaine grabbed his wrist and they fell into another kiss.
They finally stood and Blaine began searching for his shirt, which was no where to be seen, eventually Kurt grabbed one of his old shirts and forced Blaine to put it on, surprisingly it fit perfectly.
"I love you in my clothes" Kurt whispered before kissing Blaine again, that was the best part of their relationship, just kissing because they can.
"You aren't making it easy for me to leave" Blaine mumbled against Kurt's lips.
"Then stay"
"Wes would kill me, I will be back soon, I love you" Blaine said before kissing Kurt one last time and making his way out, hearing Kurt's 'I love you too' as he went.
Kurt smiled to himself as he walked around his room; he caught sight of his mother's box he opened it and pulled out the broach and attached it to his t-shirt, he smiled at it before turning away from the box, something beeped and it made him jump. He soon discovered that Blaine had left his mobile; he smiled harder when he heard the front door open and close again, he waited as he heard the stairs climbed.
His bedroom door opened "Forget somethi-Aiden?"
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Cohen couldn't move, he stared at the hospital bed, they had finally been allowed into Sam's room, the second that Cohen's eyes saw Sam he froze, Sam had been in a coma for over four days and he had changed so much. Cohen hated seeing him like this, his hair messy and not in the way he loved, facial hair let loose and not in the cute way it does when they spend weekends together. Sam had paled considerably and the adorable blush had disappeared completely, he looked awful yet still beautiful in a way. Tears welled in his eyes and fell gracefully but he still didn't move, he could hear Marie Evans crying hysterically and he wanted to join her but he couldn't, he just stood there helplessly.
He didn't move until he was being hit repeatedly on one side, he looked slightly to his left and saw Marie Evans screaming at him and hitting him, Allen Evans attempting to pull her back.
"You did this to him!" she screamed and Cohen just stared at her, his eyes slightly wide, his mouth opened slightly as he let out a sob because he knew it was true "-You corrupted him, you made him like this!" Cohen didn't begrudge her for the words she was saying, tragedy did this to people, made them something else, made them want to blame someone else.
That didn't mean that it didn't hurt, didn't tear him up inside to know that what she said was true.
He wasn't sure when but his ears blocked out the profanities, his eyes closed and he just stood there, motionless until there was nothing but silence, he slowly opened his eyes and noticed that the room was empty except for him and Sam.
He walked over to the seat next to Sam and sat down, he gently grabbed the hand closest to him "Hey you" he said softly, his thumb lightly rubbing Sam's hand, it may have been all in his head but he could have sworn that the heart monitor skipped a beat.
"I'm surprised you didn't wake up from all that noise, but them again you always were a heavy sleeper" Cohen laughed slightly "I'm sorry I wasn't in here sooner, I had to wait for your parents" silence followed he had never been taught how to deal with such things. He knew what his own father would say if he saw him here now, sad puppy dog eyes and all. His father would have probably laughed at him but nothing mattered more to him than the man lying on the bed in front of him. He sat next to him, watching him sleep. He wouldn't wake, no matter what he did. He could say all the words in the world and give him everything he had ever desired, speeches in Na'vi, proclamations of love but it wouldn't make him wake. "So I've officially met your parents, you should have been there" was the first thing he said. His empty words bounced off the walls in the hospital room. Then he waited. No answer. Choking back tears, he began again. "Your Dad's a nice guy, your mum hasn't said a nice thing to me since I was called your boyfriend, sorry about that" no answer. He sniffled. "Uh, your dad stood up to the homophobic doctor, it was pretty amazing, like Jake with the bad guys in Avatar" he knew this would have made Sam laugh, which brought a tear to his eye. 'I knew you paid attention' he would have said. He frowned. He stepped closer. "Sam-" He looked at his lover "It's all my fault, if you'd never met me you wouldn't be here, you'd be smiling" his voice cracked. "This is the longest I've looked at you and not seen you smile" he whispered "That's what made me fall in love with you, did you know that… your perpetual grin, not only is it adorable but it shows me that your happy and that makes me feel special like my life's worth something, that I mean something to someone"
Cohen watched him with moist eyes as Sam laid there; He appeared to be sleeping but Cohen knew the truth. He's only peaceful because the doctors make it seem that way. the heart monitor beeps it scares him, but he doesn't flinch, afraid of what he'll miss if he pulled away.
He just wants to see Sam look at him again; he wants him to be angry with him. Anything would be better then this "I'm sorry Sammy, I'm so sorry"
Cohen bit his lip, he just wanted Sam to wake up and hold him, to fix everything with a smile and a kiss but he wouldn't be waking up for a long time according to the doctor, Cohen hadn't really understood what he was saying.
"I love you" Cohen said quietly "-I was going to tell you the other night, I was going to run us a bath, light some candles and tell you in Na'vi, I practiced just so it would be perfect for you, nothing would have been to much for you" he smiled slightly, his left hand moving to gently brush some hair out of Sam's face.
Cohen sniffled slightly "I don't know what I'm supposed to do…I feel like I should just pretend like you just have a cold, remember a couple of weeks ago when you were sick and all you wanted was for me to sing to you, I don't even know if it could work but I'd sing to you every day if it would"
"I think he'd like it if you sang to him" Another voice came and Cohen instantly turned towards it only to see Allen Evans standing in the doorway, tears in his eyes.
"I don't know what to sing" Cohen admitted quietly and Allen slowly walked over and sat down next to Cohen.
"When he was younger he liked that Wonderwall song" Allen said with a slight smile, Cohen laughed ever so slightly and smiled endearingly at Sam.
"Some thing's never change, he always sings it to himself when we're showering" Cohen said before blushing and muttering a quick apology to his boyfriend's father.
"Don't apologize, he used to do the same when he was younger" he said with a small laugh "-I miss him" Allen admitted "-I know I see him when he comes home but I miss my son, we haven't really spoken since his Sophomore year when he'd found his way here the first time, he was with that young gentleman, Blaine, they were waiting for me to pick them up from that stupid dance" Allen said and Cohen just sat there listening "-I had gotten caught in traffic and I was running late, maybe ten minutes max but I was late and if I hadn't been late they would have been fine"
"Mr. Evans, you can't blame your self"
"That's exactly what I'm saying" Allen said, looking at Cohen "-You could not control the events that led to this, stop blaming yourself, you're here and that's what matters"
"I think I'm going to sing to him, would you mind?" Cohen asked quietly.
"Not at all, he needs it"
When Cohen sang he kept with the original tune but his voice changed the song into a more somber tone than the original ever was "Today is gonna be the day
That they're gonna throw it back to you
By now you should've somehow
Realized what you gotta do" Allen looked at him and smiled slightly.
"I don't believe that anybody
Feels the way I do, about you now"
Cohen bit his lip so he could hold back the tears that were threatening to break loose "And all the roads we have to walk are winding
And all the lights that lead us there are blinding
There are many things that I
Would like to say to you but I don't know how" Cohen almost laughed at the irony of the statement.
"Because maybe, you're gonna be the one that saves me
And after all, you're my wonderwall" Cohen finished there as the tears fell and his voice was too shaky to carry on, he stood slightly and brought his lips to Sam', gently pressing them, praying that maybe this was a fairy tale and that's all it would take, a song and a kiss and his sleeping beauty would be with him again.
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"What are you doing here?" Kurt asked, nervous about being inside the same room as Aiden let alone one inside an empty house.
"I was coming to see you and saw Blaine leave, what was he doing here?" Aiden said, his jaw clenching in response to his anger, Kurt could see it to, he could see the anger bubbling inside Aiden, he could see it in his eyes, he recognized it.
"H-he was just helping me move, he's my best friend" Kurt stammered, his hands becoming clammy as he shot his clock a look, praying that time would go faster and Blaine would come save him.
"Really Babe?" Aiden gritted.
"Please don't call me babe" Kurt said, sure he may be scared out of his mind but that doesn't mean he can't clear a few things up, especially when it came to that pet name.
"What do I call you then? Hmm? Sweetpea? Honeybunch? Kurtsie?"
Kurt flinched with the venom in every word "Don't ever call me that" he said, a bit of his own anger filling his veins at the very sight of the man before him.
"Why, I'm your fucking boyfriend, in case you forgot while you were too busy fucking Anderson! Did he give you that pretty little broach? Or do you like keeping souvenirs from all your fucks?" Aiden cried, pointing at the Kurt's mother's broach, something inside Kurt snapped, before he knew what he was doing, his fist was colliding with Aiden's jaw.
The joy that Kurt had from watching Aiden stammer back was only short lived as Aiden retaliated by back handing him across the face "You little bitch"
Kurt fell to the ground from the sheer impact, Aiden knelt down to his level, Blaine's phone catching in the light, Aiden picked it up and smiled maliciously before proceeding to try and open it.
"What's his password?" he asked evenly and Kurt just glared at him, "-It's a silly little four digit code, just tell me Kurt" he said, his eyes widening slightly "-K-U-R-T, hmm I wonder" he mulled before typing the number correspondents to Kurt's name, the phone unlocking to reveal a menu with the background being a picture of Kurt.
"Aww how sweet the bastard has you as his background"
Kurt didn't move he didn't know how to be honest, he tried closing his eyes but the second he did, flashes of a dirty bedroom ran through his mind.
"I wonder what you've been sending him" Aiden made his way into the messages and found Kurt's name instantly, it didn't take Aiden long before he found evidence of Kurt's affair.
Kurt saw Aiden change before him into someone he knew, he could hear Aiden reading out every text message from the past few days, but that's not what he was hearing or seeing any more.
His mind taunted him by replaying all the events from that night, his attacker's face that had previously been a blur morphed into Aiden's face, he felt everything all over again, the pain, the drug induced arousal…the fear. Kurt felt disgusting, like no matter what he did he would always feel like this, corrupted, used, exploited…broken. Blaine wouldn't love him if he knew the truth, he was disgusting the word filled him up and that's when he knew it was true. He was disgusting. All of his bullies were right when they said he was worthless. Where was the worth in disgust? It certainly wasn't here sitting on the floor of his bedroom.
Aiden was still reading out the messages and Kurt forced himself to focus on him, to listen to every word he said, every profanity.
"Did you fuck him you little whore? I bet you did, I bet you gave it all up for him, stretched that pretty little mouth over his cock didn't you. DIDN'T YOU!" Aiden cried.
"Please Aiden, calm down" Kurt cried as a few dreadful images of him doing just that to Aiden filled his brain.
Aiden grabbed Kurt by his throat and pulled him on the bed, straddling him and leaning in close to Kurt's face, a familiar fire burning in his eyes "I love it when you beg but you already knew that, I can see it in your eyes, Do I scare you Kurt? Or does it turn you on, the fact that I could tear your life away without blinking, does it make you hard? Does it? ANSWER ME!"
"No you're hurting me!" Kurt cried, tears streaming from his eyes as he struggled breathing.
"That's what tramps get Kurtsie, They fuck around with other boys and this is what they get, what they deserve" Aiden growled, his hand gripping Kurt that little bit tighter.
"Please Aiden, stop" Kurt sobbed, his vision going blurry.
"You think I'm going to kill you?" Aiden asked curiously and Kurt avoided looking him in the eye, Aiden let go of Kurt's neck and grabbed his chin, forcing Kurt to make eye contact "Look at me!"
"That's a good boy, now where were we? Ah that's right…I won't kill you but let me be clear, Kurt Hummel, cheat on me again and you will find yourself with out that pretty little best friend of yours, I know you're good at planning weddings, how about Funerals"
A/N: Sorry for leaving it the way I did :( It just felt like the end there.
Also guys, I cried so hard writing this :( especially Lizzie's letter's Mother of the freaking year award :'( I also struggled so much with which song Cohen would sing to Sam, It was a tie between a lot of things, It was nearly Iris by The Goo Goo Dolls :) .?docid=25370514but I like Wonderwall and I recommend you listen to it if you haven't already :)
WARNING, Shae is going to swear for a bit: I FUCKING HATE AIDEN THAT STUPID PIG!
Okay done.
I hope you guys hate him as much as me. I just want him to die.
Also if you have time, check out my other story 'What I catch the Bus for' :)
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