CHAPTER TWO
Kurt
I couldn't move.
This was the same man that I had once loved, the same man who had murdered me.
-Flashback-
I can't believe it, somehow, Sebastian has convinced me to date him. It's ridiculous. I mean, I never thought I could hate a person has much as I hated him, the arrogant bitch, but here I am. In his car and on the way to Breadstix. On the way to my first date.
The dinner is amazing, romantic, everything I could and possibly imagine. He even asks me out on a second date. I think I'm in love, I've never been so happy in my life.
-End of Flashback-
"Kurtie, this is against our rules. Remember?" He patronised me as he came closer and closer. As I tried to back further and further away. Putting as much distance as I could between us before sprinting out of the open door.
As I ran down the corridor, I saw people staring, pointing, laughing and I just couldn't deal with it. Not again.
-Flashback-
I can't believe Basti would do this. I thought we were together. But I guess I'm just another dispensable play toy for him to wear down and throw out.
It's everywhere. Images of me and him, together, naked. Videos of us. But never showing his face. Propaganda created with the sole purpose of humiliating me as much as possible. So I run to his room, slam the dorm open and find him just sitting there. Calm as the eye of a storm. "You broke my door Kurtie." He scolds. "I thought you were better than this, smarter than this."
"Why the hell did you do this? Why did you raise my hopes only to slam them back down into the mud? Why did you do this to me? To us?" I beg for an answer, any answer. "Kurtie, that's no way to talk to your Master. From now on, you will address me as 'Sir' unless instructed differently and you will do whatever I say." What the hell is this. Does he just think ill let him treat me like this.
But as it turns out, he does have a hold on me, for not even ten minutes later, I'm against the wall, his right hand strangling me. And with his left hand, he's shoving my hand into the shards of a porcelain plate. The shards ripping into my exposed palm. Digging their way through the smooth unblemished flesh.
Blood runs down my arm as he releases me and I can already feel the bruises forming on my neck. Another month of wearing scarves then.
"What do you say? What do you say to me for teaching you a lesson?"
"Th-th-thank you Sir. Thank you for correcting me."
-End of Flashback-
I heard a pair of footsteps running after me. But I was too tired to run any more and I collapsed by a locker.
Puck
The body slumped on the floor looked empty. A shell of a person. Half a Person. I almost laughed at the coincidence.
I ran up to him, putting an arm around his shoulder and turning him so his head is resting in the crook between my neck and my shoulder. He shivered at the contact, a wreck.
Whatever that posh school boy had done to him, he would pay for it. He would pay for ruining this boy.
He curled up closer into me, and I stroked a hand up and down his back. Comforting him as I began to sing.
There's a lady who's sure
All that glitters is gold
And she's buying a stairway to heaven.
When she gets there she knows
If the stores are all closed
With a word she can get what she came for.
Ooh ooh and she's buying a stairway to heaven.
There's a sign on the wall
But she wants to be sure
'Cause you know sometimes words have two meanings.
In a tree by the brook
There's a songbird who sings,
Sometimes all of our thoughts are misgiven.
Ooh, it makes me wonder,
Ooh, it makes me wonder.
There's a feeling I get
When I look to the west,
And my spirit is crying for leaving.
In my thoughts I have seen
Rings of smoke through the trees,
And the voices of those who standing looking.
Ooh, it makes me wonder,
Ooh, it really makes me wonder.
And it's whispered that soon, If we all call the tune
Then the piper will lead us to reason.
And a new day will dawn
For those who stand long
And the forests will echo with laughter.
If there's a bustle in your hedgerow,
Don't be alarmed now,
It's just a spring clean for the May queen.
Yes, there are two paths you can go by
But in the long run
There's still time to change the road you're on.
And it makes me wonder.
Your head is humming and it won't go
In case you don't know,
The piper's calling you to join him,
Dear lady, can you hear the wind blow,
And did you know
Your stairway lies on the whispering wind.
And as we wind on down the road
Our shadows taller than our soul.
There walks a lady we all know
Who shines white light and wants to show
How ev'rything still turns to gold.
And if you listen very hard
The tune will come to you at last.
When all are one and one is all
To be a rock and not to roll.
And she's buying a stairway to heaven.
By the time I had finished he had stopped crying and I wiped the drying tears from his face. That face that looked up at me with such fear. So broken. So helpless.