A/N: Sadly, this one actually happened to me at school -.-

"I hate them. I hate them all. I hate them." Kurt spat, tears in his eyes as he cuddled into Blaine.

The second Blaine had arrived, Kurt had crawled into his arms and hadn't moved.

"I know…" Blaine whispered. Kurt hadn't told him what happened yet – but he needed comfort and Blaine was willing to provide it.

Blaine let him cry, holding him close and just gently rocking with him, kissing his forehead and whispering to him occasionally.

"It was because you weren't there today." Kurt said softly, his voice raspy. "They must've figured I was an easy target…" he swallowed, and Blaine closed his eyes. So it was bullying again.

"I'm not blaming you!" Kurt quickly back-pedaled, squeezing him gently. "I'm just…trying to work it out."

Blaine nodded, stroking his back soothingly.

"So…what actually happened?" Blaine asked gently, and Kurt heaved a high.

"I was heading to Glee…" he started. "And these two…they were from the football team but I don't remember their faces…it just happened so fast…"

Blaine's hand increased its pace, trying to give him more comfort.

"They screamed…" he swallowed thickly. "They were screaming at me – f-faggot…fag…queen…prom queen" he stuttered, blinking back tears. "And then they threw something…at the wall. A piece of fruit? I think it was an apple." He took a few moments to collect himself. "It exploded everywhere, all over my clothes, the ground…"

He was breathing heavier, tears and sobs threatening to break free of his chest. Blaine didn't expect him to speak anymore and shushed him gently. He wanted to kill them – anyone who discriminated, anyone who bullied…he just wanted them gone. They had hurt Kurt, and it wasn't just names and pushing anymore.

"I don't have to go on work experience…" Blaine said softly, not really expecting Kurt to allow it.

He was right.

"No, no…" Kurt mumbled, pulling away from Blaine slowly. "I'm a big kid, Blaine…I'll just…learn to deal."

Blaine hugged him close to his chest again, burying his face into his hair. "You shouldn't have to."

Kurt swallowed hard and nodded. "I know…but until we graduate, there isn't anything we can do…"

Blaine sighed heavily. "If it gets any worse…you better tell me, alright?"

"Yeah, of course."

"Words…they hurt…they hurt like a bitch, but they're not physically hurting you…not like Karofsky was. If they get to that point…" Blaine growled. "If they have the balls to touch you in any way, you better tell me."

Kurt nodded wordlessly, pulling Blaine in for another hug.

"Thank you."

A/N: Everything is okay now though. I haven't run into those guys again, and I don't intend on doing so.