Chapter five
Kurt
"Kurt." His voice was rising and his eyes growing furious. "What on EARTH IS THIS!? WHY THE HELL ARE YOU CUTTING YOURSELF!?" He raised his hand. I waited for the blow. But nothing came. Instead he picked the razor from the floor. Knelt down beside me and started wiping my arm. " Why are you doing this Kurtie? Is something going on at school that's upsetting you?" "I...I...I am bullied by jerks at school." I knew it was a crap lie but what else could I have done. "It just makes me feel rea...rea...really horrible and worthless."
"Well I'll just have to make sure that never happens again. Won't I? Maybe ... a makeover! You used to love those."
"Thank you Master, that's really thoughtful Master."
Puck
I didn't recognise Kurt when he walked into Glee.
He was so ... normal.
His usual Band Tee and Mom jeans had been replaced by a pair of skin tight jeans (if you could even call them that), a white t-shirt, converse and a leather jacket. His hair had been cut and styled up into a badass quiff. He was sex on a stick, and fuck those jeans made his ass look fine. Wait! What was I thinking? I wasn't into guys.
He walked up to the back row of seats and sat behind Brittany and Santana. What the hell was happening? He leaned forward and whispered something into their ears that made them laugh out loud. Even Mr Schue who usually didn't pay much attention to him was shocked when he walked into the choir room, late as usual.
"Oooookay. Alright, who's up first?"
Rachel hand shot up like a gun, but before she could say anything Rory interrupted. "Err, Mr Schue, if it okay, we would like to go first."
Rachel sent Quinn a death stare but, let's be honest, did she really think she could scare Quinn.
"Well, that's fine by me. Go for it!"
Quinn Rory Unison
Quinn and Rory started off on opposite sides of the room, walking towards each other when they sang.
Do I look lonely?
I see the shadows on my face
People have told me
I don't look the same
Maybe I lost weight
I'm playing hooky
With the best of the best
Pull my heart out my chest
So that you can see it too
I'm walking the long road
Watching the sky fall
The lace in your dress
Tangles my neck
How do I live?
They reached the middle and Rory ran up to the middle of the top row of seats. He stood on a chair as he sang the first chorus, Quinn joining in with a harmony every now and then.
The death of a bachelor
Oh oh-oh
Letting the water fall
The death of a bachelor
Oh oh-oh
Seems so fitting for
Happily ever after
Whooo
How could I ask for more?
Lifetime of laughter
At the expense of the death of a bachelor
Now, they were staring into each other's eyes as they waltzed around the room.
I'm cutting my mind off
Feels like my heart is going to burst
Alone at a table for two
And I just want to be served
And when you think of me
Am I the best you've ever had?
Share one more drink with me
Smile even though you're sad
I'm walking the long road
Watching the sky fall
The lace in your dress
Tangles my neck
How do I live?
The death of a bachelor
Oh oh-oh
Letting the water fall
The death of a bachelor
Oh oh-oh
Seems so fitting for
Happily ever after
Whooo
How could I ask for more?
Lifetime of laughter
At the expense of the death of a bachelor
The death of a bachelor
Oh oh-oh
Letting the water fall
The death of a bachelor
Oh oh-oh
Seems so fitting for
Happily ever after
Whooo
How could I ask for more?
Lifetime of laughter
At the expense of the death of a bachelor
They ended in a kiss, today just got weirder and weirder. Who would have ever guessed that the punk and the retro kid would end up together.
Suddenly, Kurt checked his phone, stood up and walked smoothly out of the door. I jumped up to follow him and this time no-one stopped me. I followed him all the way out of the school to the bleachers where, to my surprise, he pulled out a pack of cigarettes, lit one with a lighter strung around his neck, and slumped back into his seat taking a long, steady drag. This really was a strange fucking day.
Kurt
I didn't feel right.
Not with these jeans rubbing and the converse squeezing.
But, Master thought it was hot. That was all that mattered.
"Hey!" The deep vice caused me to jump, "You know that smoking kills right?"
I turned around and came face to face with Puck, great. "And why would you fucking care!?"
"Because second hand smoking also kills. That means I'm dying right now."
"For your information, I smoke to forget all the shit in my life..." A haunted look passed over his face as he looked just below us. I followed his gaze and saw two boys in matching uniforms walking towards us.
One of them was Master.
The other looked like he was made out of plastic.
"Hey Kurtie," Master called up, "Me and Brody were wondering if you would like to come back to mine with us and try out a new device I got at he weekend?"
"I'm just coming!" Shouted Kurt. He ran up between both of them and in an instant had two arms around his waist and his face was attached to Masters's.