CHAPTER THREE

Puck

I still couldn't erase the image of Kurt by the lockers from my mind. Not even after getting completely blasted. For some reason I hated seeing him broken like that.

At school the next day, I saw him getting out of a convertible with... That couldn't be the jackass who crashed Glee yesterday, could it? I watched as he gripped Kurt's wrist, whispering something in his ear and even thought I heard Kurt answer "yes Sir" to him. This shit was fucked up.

I ran up to him as we walked into school. "Hey, you okay?"

"Yeah. I just overreacted last night. I was just so sc-ha-happy to see Ma-Basti again that it all came back to me me. And I couldn't handle..." He slammed a hand over his mouth like he had said something wrong and the ran away.

Man, why did it hurt so much to see this Hummel kid so upset. I mean, I had beaten up kids like him before, he's the sort of kid I would chuck in a dumpster and bombard with slushies. So why am I getting so attached.

Before he ran off I had noticed he was wearing a The Cure t-shirt. We share the same taste in music, just he's not scared to admit it.

Kurt

The bandages dug into my wrists all through English, reminding me of the state I had been in before. But then, it was my fault for getting so mad when he put up those pictures and my fault for forgetting our rules. I thought I had escaped him, escaped the punishment, but last night was the worst it's ever been.

100 rounds with the belt and then...and then...and then he had fucked me. Stolen the one thing I hadn't let him touch. And god it hurt. Both when it was happening and the day after. That's why I ran away when the Puck started asking me questions. I knew he was safe, I mean, who else would have put up with me in that state. But I didn't trust myself to say something wrong. And the pain and filth just kept rising inside till I couldn't hold it in and it started to swim through my veins. Engulfing my body. And I had to get it out.

So I ran to the bathrooms. Locked myself in a cubicle, and pulled out the razor.

I thought I had stopped it, thought I could resist the temptation, but it was all too much. As I dragged the cold, emotionless metal through my criss-crossed skin, I felt it leave. Felt everything float away into the air. Felt a bit cleaner.

We had Glee again today. My first rehearsal and Master said he was gonna come pick me up and that he had a suppose for me. So when I got a not requesting my presence at the auditorium I couldn't wait. Whatever surprise Master had in store was gonna be good. They alway were.

Everyone was there. Every single Warbler. "I thought you might like to see your friends again Kurtie. Maybe it will help my argument. Kurtie, Dalton is your home, not this public school dumping ground. Please come back, or at least sing one more song for your old buddies." I hadn't noticed Master standing on the stage. A chorus of "oh, please Kurt", "yayyyyyyy" and hushed whispers flew around the room.

I stood up onto the stage and sat at the piano having decided on the perfect song to sing. I would never go back there. I would never go Back to the Old House.

I would rather not go

back to the old house

I would rather not go

back to the old house

there's too many

bad memories

too many memories

When you cycled by

here began all my dreams

the saddest thing I've ever seen

and you never knew

how much I really liked you

because I never even told you

oh, but I meant to

Are you still there?

or have you moved away?

or have you moved away?

I would love to go

back to the old house

but I never will

I never will

I never will

I never will

By the time I had finished, tears were streaming down my face as I relived all that had happened in the past year and a half. I wanted to go back so badly. Wanted to make Master happy, but I just couldn't. Not with all the memories that haunted me in those hallways. That choir room. That dorm.

Just then, Puck walked onto the stage. And I almost laughed. The warmth and comfort that he made me feel was enough to. Forget everyone else. "Hey, Kurt! Mr Schuester wants you in the choir room. ASAP!"

"Bye guys." I turned around to the Warblers, "See you around