After the 'Chandler/Sebastian incident' that occurred a few months back Kurt had found comfort within an unlikely source; a hot headed Latino girl. Santana Lopez was the only person Kurt found solitude in where everyone else such as Rachel decided that Kurt's friendly texts weren't appropriate whereas Sebastian's obscene texts to Blaine were fine.
Santana and Kurt were spread out on Kurt's bed, Santana had her phone above her head attempting to take a selfie while Kurt just laid back staring at the vintage lampshade on the celling. "So Teen Lips hows Blaine doing? I haven't seen him around, has he disappeared Middle Earth yet?"
Kurt closed his eyes tightly before sighing "honestly? It's happening again."
After taking two more photos Santana locked the device and sat up to face the porcelain boy with anger written all over her face. "I knew this would happen, what did he do?"
"We went for coffee yesterday for the first time in like a week and all he did was talk about the Warblers" Kurt replied rolling over onto his side to face the girl. "I know they mean a lot to him but I am tired of feeling so rejected. Last night we went back to mine and I tried to...you know...?" Santana feigned confusion much to Kurt's embarrassment "to, um give him a...blow job" Kurt's cheeks tinted with pink.
"I'm proud" She smirked back at the mortified boy.
"Well you would be but just as I was about to...start... His phone went off and it was Sebastian."
"Bastard-"
"That's not even the worst part. Blaine pulled his pants back up and went home!"
Santana even appeared shocked at Blaine's actions, she knew the shorter boy was a bit of an attention seeker and loved every second in the spotlight but never did she think he would neglect his own boyfriend for another's attention. "Kurt..."
"No, before you tell me it's okay, it really isn't. My boyfriend prefers that slut over me. Did you know we haven't even had sex since the first time he came in between us?"
"Kurt, I know you are upset but calling the jerk who has just been raped a slut-"
"-He wasn't fucking raped, he likes rough sex with strangers! Apparently he told Nick so himself!" Kurt was seeing red. He was angry at Blaine for picking Sebastian over him again. He was angry at Sebastian for taking his Blaine away and angry that himself that he let himself get hurt again. A small drop of water made its travels down his soft skin finally stopping at the curve of his lips. "I'm so stupid. I thought Sebastian being out of the picture would be permanent, I thought I would be Blaine's world again but I wasn't, Blaine put all of his efforts into Sam and now Sebastian's back with the Warblers and I feel like I am fighting a losing battle for the slightest bit of interest he shows in me. What have they got that I haven't?"
"Look Hummel, I love you but you have to see that your hobbit boyfriend has an attention complex. He isn't staying at Dalton to see who is gay-ing it up rough style with that jerk because he is a nice person but to be in the middle of all of those talented twinks-"
"-Satana, it isn't a gay school." Kurt corrected ignoring obviously glares being sent his way.
"We both know it is Fancy Pants. Anyway, as I was saying your boyfriend is in a place where everyone idolizes him and wants him. He is sucking it up, like a newborn to a nipple." She fell back down onto the bed as Kurt grimaced.
"I show him attention."
"Yeah attention that he knows he can have at anytime."
For a few minutes the perfectly styled room fell into a deep silence where Kurt processed everything that Santana had said. Was it true that Blaine ignored Kurt for months because he knew Kurt would be waiting for him? Kurt loved Blaine with all of his heart but the past months had been difficult in the relationship, Kurt tried to stay positive but after finding out about Sebastian's texts he found it hard not to feel like he wasn't pleasing his boyfriend. Kurt had tried taking Blaine out for dinner more often, to which they either got cancelled last minute with Blaine explaining he had something 'more important' to do or with Blaine invited a Glee club member out with them. Maybe Kurt was boring Blaine? Maybe he-
"-Hummel do not do this" groaned the thin Latino girl interrupting Kurt's thought process.
Kurt sat up and looked directly at her "do what?"
"Thinking. You are over thinking."
"No I am not" he bit back.
"Yes you are. Now do you want my advice?"
"No. But I am sure you will tell me anyways"
"You are correct. Now number one, I think you and mini Elton should break up. This is for two reasons, firstly because he treats you like you are invisible and secondly because he is so short he obviously lack in the dick department."
Kurt tried to repress a slight smile "how do you know how big my boyfriends penis is?"
Santana chuckled like it was the most obvious thing in the world "darling, if helmet hair had a big enough dick I would see you limping a lot more."
Again a bright pink blush appeared on the pale boy's skin and Santana went on "number two I think you should go to Dalton and find Preppy's condoms and put a needle through them, an STI makes great revenge."
"You can't be serious Santana?" The ex-warbler laughed.
"You are no fun Hummel" The girl dramatically sighed lying on her back "At least go to Dalton and tell that Disney Villain to back that fuck off your man."
The sounds of the bass drum could be heard from within the halls at Dalton Academy, the Warblers had taken to daily practice since Sebastian was in hospital for a week and they needed their soloist ready for Laura Palmer by Bastille. The song itself was a bit of mystery to the blazer-clad boys because nobody knew why Sebastian was adamant to perform it, so when it came to solos it was obvious that Sebastian got voted to sing the song. However now after two days of rehearsals everybody could see that the once confident boy was struggling to even stand up let alone sing. After Blaine's run in with Sebastian at the Lima Bean it became general knowledge in the Warblers that the beaten boy had discharged himself moments after waking up from a coma, ever body was aware but no one dared confront him about it.
Nick Duval watched the tall boy in the middle of the room and felt a massive weight of guilt wash over him. For the past three days Nick and Sebastian had been sharing a room again, Nick had tried countless times to apologize but each time Sebastian brushed them off saying it wasn't his fault and then making a joke about sexual frustration. Nick was worried though, there were times when Sebastian's cries woke him up at night, or when they have to get changed this morning and Nick noticed more bruises littering the damaged skin. "Hunter, please let him take a break, he is still limping for christ's sake."
Hunter Clarington was the captain of the Warblers after Sebastian, he was a tall military-trained boy who was ruthless, exceptionally talented and also one of Sebastian's only friends. "Duval we need to practice" Hunter raised an arm pointing at a sickly Sebastian "and that is our biggest problem."
"Yes but-"
"-No buts" interrupted Hunter. "Now Thad go help Sebastian before he fall on his face again."
Immediately Thad jumped off of his place on the table and bounded over to Sebastian in seconds, he was sporting the largest grin. Everyone in the room, probably even in the school was aware that Thaddeus Martin was obsessed with the ex-captain, he practically cried when he had heard Sebastian was in hospital and attempted to see him eight times with fortunately no luck. Sighing Nick walked away from Hunter and back to his previous spot on the red leather sofas next to Trent, Jeff was sat opposite them both and ignoring Nick's guilt-filled glances.
"-you should take me out sometime Bas..." Nick turned his head to see Thad draped over Sebastian who look in physical pain, Thad was loudly whispering into the taller boy's ear. Nobody else in the room was paying attention to the ordeal which shocked Nick. "You know I can make you feel better Bas."
"T-Thad please stop" replied a small voice from inside Sebastian, he had paled over and Nick had never seen Sebastian looking less 'Sebastian-ish' since that night.
"You don't want me to stop..." Thad's hand began a trail across Sebastian's chest and started to lower so he cupped Sebastian's crotch. "I can be as rough as those guys if you want me to-"
It happened in seconds and Nick saw it all. Sebastian suddenly shrieked, pushing as startled Thad away and then he fell onto the tarnished wood floor. Every pair of eyes in the room was focalized on the shaken boy on the floor covered in tears.
"S-Stop f-fucking staring a-at me" Sebastian cried out and within seconds he had stood up and quickly waddled out of the door.
A pin drop could be heard amongst the boys silence, everybody shocked by the way the flirty, confident boy had broken down at the slightest touch. Nick's thoughts were entertained by the idea that maybe Sebastian had lied, maybe it wasn't consensually rough sex, maybe he was raped.
Abruptly his thoughts were interrupted when the wooden doors burst open revealing a thin boy clad in blue scarf "where is he?!" The bright blue eyes scanned the room before falling onto Hunter "Where is Sebastian?"