Everything is back to the way it was before. Maybe it is worse than before. The days, the weeks are passing by and Kurt is just coping. He doesn't smile, he doesn't talk to anyone. He is alone. Invisible. And he wants to be invisible, because that is the only way he can cope with everything. It is to much, the hurt, the loneliness, the comments, the looks.
The only time when Kurt feels he can breath is when his is alone in his room. Away from it all.
Kurt knows that his father is worried again. Burt tried to talk to him, but he refused to tell him what was going on. Kurt knows his dad won't give up, but Kurt is not ready to tell. He just wants to be alone.
Blaine tried to stop him in the hallway once or twice,
«Kurt, please I need to talk to you…I'm sorry» But Kurt just walked away.
Blaine even came to his house, but Kurt convinced his father that he was sick and told him to send Blaine on his way. He hasn't tried after that. He stopped. Walked away.
It is Thursday and his next class is math. Rachel is already sitting in her chair when Kurt sits down beside her. He hasn't talked to her either, she just looks at him. Blaine probably told everyone in the stupid Glee Club and they are all laughing at him.
«He is very sorry for what he did, Kurt.» Rachel says out of the blue. Kurt doesn't answer. «He never told me who it was, but he told me he hurt someone badly and he is heartbroken» Kurt still doesn't reply. «I am actually very good at math, Kurt, and I can put two and two together. I can see the way he looks at you.» Kurt swallows and tries to focus on the desk in front of him. «And the way you react now tells me I'm right» The teacher enters the door, and Kurt silently lets out his breath.
Rachel doesn't say anything more, and when the bell rings Kurt hurries out the door, before she can catch up. The rest of the day goes by in a blur, so does the rest of the week. The weekend is better. Kurt doesn't have to go outside, go to school, be around other people. He can spend his days alone in his room, just like he wants to.
Sunday morning he wakes up in his bed. The sun is shining through the curtains and Kurt stretches his arms over his head and yawns. The house is very quiet this morning. Kurt likes it when it is quiet, but today it is too quiet. A restless feeling is settling in his chest. Kurt turns towards the nightstand and grabs his phone. The clock is 10 am. His father should be up by now, and he would have told Kurt if he was going anywhere.
Kurt stands up and goes into the bathroom. He showers and gets dressed. The feeling in his chest won't go away. Kurt tries to ignore it, he is sick of all the feelings. He is sick of everything. Kurt walks down stairs and enters the kitchen. The light is of, and there are no dishes in the sink. That is very unusual. Burt never skips breakfast. Maybe he is still sleeping? But Burt is a morning person. He gets up 6 am even on weekends.
«Dad?» Kurt is really worried now. «DAD?» Kurt yells. But there is no answer. His dad is not in the living room or the office down the hall. Kurt checks every room downs stairs. He is not there. Kurt runs up the stairs and into his fathers bedroom.
The bed is empty. Kurt heart is racing in his chest. He runs further inside the bedroom and towards the bathroom. He is shaking when he opens the door.
The first thing he sees is blood. And the he sees Burt lying on the floor. The blood is coming from his head.
«Dad!» Kurt rushes to his knees and shakes his fathers shoulder. «Dad wake up, are you ok? Dad, Please» Kurt fumbles with his phone and dials 911.
Everything happens so fast, and the next thing Kurt knows, is his father being rushed to the hospital in an ambulance, and Kurt is sitting in a waiting room scared and alone. Tears flowing and he is still shaking.