AN: Inspired by lyrics from "Because of You" by Kelly Clarkson
Kurt looked down at the shiny blade of the knife he had just cut the blueberry pie with. Though he knew it was wrong, he couldn't help but think that with a few more cuts this hell that he was living in could be over. Couldn't stop thinking that it was the only way to escape Karofsky and the fear he felt every second of everyday now. He didn't even feel safe in his own room as the memories of Karofsky's kiss haunted him there.
He felt a hand come down on his shoulder and jumped, the knife falling from his hand and clattering to the floor.
"Hey, dude, calm down. It's just me," came the slightly amused voice of his soon-to-be stepbrother.
"Sorry," Kurt murmured, bending to pick up the knife.
"We were just wondering what was taking so long. Your dad said you baked the pie last night," Finn said, still trying to keep the moment light.
"Just got lost in my thoughts," Kurt replied, listlessly dropping the knife he had picked up into the sink.
"Anything you want to talk about?"
Kurt looked at Finn to find the McKinley quarterback was now wearing a completely serious look on his face. Still, Kurt couldn't bring himself to confide in Finn. He couldn't confide in anyone. As much as Karofsky scared him, he wouldn't be responsible for outing him. For possibly opening him up to the kind of bullying that he endured everyday.
Living in fear sucked and Kurt wouldn't wish it on even his enemy.
"No," Kurt replied simply, reaching out for two of the plates with neatly cut slices of pie on them. "Can you grab the other two, please?" he added as he headed toward the dinning room to join his dad and Carole.