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TAGGING → Kurt Hummel and mentions of Dave Karofsky
TIME FRAME→ Friday 11th December
LOCATION→ Kurt’s bedroom
GENERAL NOTES→ Kurt’s had enough of the increased bullying and he went after Karofsky to find out why. Now back home he thinks over what happened.
Slamming his bedroom door shut, Kurt leaned against it and squeezed his eyes shut. His heart was still pounding in his chest and he couldn’t think. Thank god it was the weekend, thank god he didn’t have to see- have to see.. He couldn’t even think about Karofsky right now. He stood there for a few more seconds before he lurched into his ensuite bathroom. He grabbed for his mouthwash, downing more then usual and gargling it. He needed to clean his mouth, even if it had only been a touch of the lips... He spat the mouthwash out and slumped onto his floor.
It had been a long week and he’d gone back to pretending that he didn’t care. But as Karofsky had shoved him into the lockers hard enough that he knew there would be bruises there again. He’d had enough of it so he’d gone after him, he’d shouted at him and demanded to know what was wrong with him. It had ended with Karofsky kissing him and after he'd pushed him away, Karofsky had gone off. He'd stood there for only a few seconds before he'd gone after him, he hadn't known why and he'd felt his legs shaking but he'd had to know why. It had been in the hallways and even though no one had been around...Karofsky hadn't wanted to know. When he'd tried to say something Karofsky had made him be quiet, Kurt had then said that he wouldn't tell anyone – it was hellish enough for him without him making it worse for anyone else – Karofsky had told him that if he did tell anyone, he'd kill him.
Maybe he didn't mean it, maybe he should be more understanding as Karofsky was obviously scared enough to keep himself in the closet. But as much as he got that the jock was scared he couldn't help but be terrified himself. What if Karofsky was scared enough to actually do something to him. He might not kill him but...he already had bruises over his back and sides. He didn't know if he could take much more of this. He couldn't even tell anyone about this and all he wanted to do was cry. Not only had he had his first kiss with a guy stolen by someone who had been bullying him for years but it could get worse because the guy had came out of the closet for just long enough to do that. And now he was right back in there again. Maybe if things were different he'd try and be there for him but instead he felt sick to his stomach and he just had to deal.
Keep a secret that could hurt him for the sake of someone who he wasn't sure even deserved it.