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The next day at school Kurt went to his locker right away, the picture of Blaine coming out of his binder and right onto the door of his locker. Under Blaine's picture he tapes the word COURAGE to remind him of their time together and what he needed to do. He didn't want this to continue... and he wouldn't let it continue.

He smiled a bit and nodded once he was done with his locker door, turning to grab his things for his first class before locking his locker and heading off towards Spanish. He hadn't been able to get Blaine out of his head truth be told. He knew it was stupid to have a crush on a boy that lived so far away but Blaine... he was such a great guy and Kurt couldn't help but wish that at least someone like Blaine would want someone like him.

He slipped into Spanish, smiling warmly to Mr. Schue, as he headed over and sat down at his desk next to Mercedes. Mercedes looked him over and lifted an eyebrow, "where were you after school yesterday? We were supposed to meet up... and why do you have that dopy grin on your face boy."

Kurt blushed a bit at her words as he looked over to her, "Oh... oops... umm... I'm so sorry. I uh... I went to Dalton Academy... to see the Warblers. They're really good Mercedes," he let out quietly, "That school is amazing. They don't allow any kind of harassment... no name calling... no shoving... no slushies..."

"Damn boy... you gone and walked into heaven without me?" she let out, smiling a bit before looking him over again, "that still doesn't explain the dopy look on your face..." she said before smirking, "you look like you went and fell in love or something..."

Kurt blushed deeply at her words, coughing a bit and Mercedes eyes went wide for a moment and her mouth gaped. She'd just been joking but by Kurt's reaction and the way he looked away from her, "Oh... boo... I hope you haven't gone and gotten yourself in over your head again. You gotta stop falling for the straight boys."

"He's not straight..." Kurt murmured out, blushing more and smirking back though he didn't look at her, "And he's the lead singer for the Warblers..." he said, knowing Mercedes wouldn't like that idea but still. He still liked Blaine. He knew that it wasn't a good idea to start flirting with the enemy but that didn't mean they couldn't be friends.

Mercedes gave him a look at clearly said, 'you're out of your mind boy', but Kurt just smiled a bit at her and turned to listen to Mr. Schue's lesson. Mercedes didn't like the idea of Kurt getting himself stuck in a Rachel/Jessy relationship. It hadn't gone off well for the original two. Well... at least not well for Rachel. She didn't want to see Kurt get hurt.

When class was over Kurt moved quickly, hoping to slip out of Mercedes reach and to 'safety' as soon as possible. But Mercedes stayed right behind him and followed him right to his locker as she sighed softly, "Kurt... don't you go getting yourself into a relationship with the enemy... you know what happened with Rachel. I don't wanna see my boy get hurt... ok?" she let out, giving him a weak smile, "for all you know he was lying because he wants to get close to you... maybe he isn't even really gay?"

Kurt listened to her words and frowned at them, looking away from her and biting his bottom lip for a moment before shaking his head, "No... he's definitely gay... And I'm not trying to start a relationship with him. I just... want to be his friend. He's a nice guy and he's just trying to help me with some things. He understands me better then anyone else because he's gone through what I'm going through..."

"Alright... just be careful, Kurt," Mercedes frowned a bit but sighed and nodded, pulling the skinny boy to her for a hug. Kurt just smiled a bit and chuckled softly before he moved to hug her back. When she pulled away she nodded to him, letting out a calm, "I'll see you in Glee club later alright?" and Kurt nodded to her as she headed off.

Kurt smiled and sighed as he grabbed his things for his next class, slipping his books in his bag before turning to head towards class. Part way there he heard his phone go off and blinked, pulling it up and checking his text messages. He smiled brightly and blushed a bit at the text... It was from Blaine and all it said was, 'Courage'.

Kurt nodded a bit, staring at the text before his hands were shoved down after a moment, his phone clattering to the ground before he was shoved against the lockers, hard. He winced and gasped in pain, doubling over for a moment before he looked over to see Karofsky turn the corner. He narrowed his eyes, grabbing his phone quickly before running after the other, shouting a loud, "HEY!" to the other as he spotted the other slip into the boys locker room as he turned the corner.

"Hey! Don't walk away from me when I'm talking to you!" Kurt snapped out as he slammed through the locker room doors, glaring daggers at Karofsky. His fists were clenched as he stepped up to the other, Dave just rolling his eyes as he let out, "The girl's locker room is next door, faggot..."

"I'm sick and tired of you Karofsky. What the hell is your fucking problem?! What are you so afraid of!?" he shouted, stepping closer to the other, getting into his face as David turned to him and glared at him, snapping out, "Besides you sneaking in here to stare at me while I get changed?!"

"Oh please... Every stupid straight guy's nightmare, right? That all us gay's are out to get you... to molest and convert you or something equally as idiotic? You're pathetic... and you're not my type either. I don't go for chubby jock types that sweat too much and have the personal hygiene of a barnyard animal..." Kurt growled out to the other.

"Don't fucking mess with me Hummel!" Dave growled, bringing up his fist, fitfully dubbed 'the fury'. He was shaking with anger from the looks of it and as intimidated as Kurt was by the other and the thought of excruciating pain... the smaller brunette wasn't ready to just give in. He'd told Blaine he'd stick up for himself and he intended to do just that, even if it got him a beating.

"What... are you going to punch me? Then just fucking do it..." he let out, glaring at the other male, trembling a bit but just hoping the other didn't notice or just put it off as an angry tremble.

"Don't push me!" Karofsky snapped back at him, slamming his locker closed, the sound echoing through the fairly empty room. He was angry... Kurt was really pushing his buttons and the little shit would pay if he didn't shut his mouth soon. He needed to shut that mouth up soon.

"Hit me... got for it... it's not going to change anything. It wont change who I am... You can't punch the gay out of me anymore then I could punch the ignoramus out of you!" Kurt snapped, face turning red with anger as he just let it all out. He was tired of being afraid, tired of being pushed around. He'd held in so much anger for so long and he just couldn't hold it in any longer.

"Get out of my face, Hummel!" David shouted at him but Kurt refused to stop, "No! I'm not done here!" he growled out, "you are just a scared little boy who can't handle how extraordinarily ordinary you are... When you get out of this school you're going have amounted to NOTHING! You're a Lima Looser, Dave Karofsky and you'll always be a Lima Looser!"

Karofsky couldn't take it anymore, his hands shaking. How could this boy be so... confident... so full of himself... head held proud when he was nothing... nothing. He was less then nothing... he was gay. Everyone looked down on him yet somehow he still managed to hold his head up and look down on everyone else.

His hands snapped out at this point, grabbing Kurt's head as he pressed his lips to the others own, urges and fantasies he'd been having for months threatening to escape as he forced his lips against the others own. He hated himself for wanting this but he couldn't help it. He'd wanted Kurt almost since the first day he'd seen the slight boy.

Kurt's eyes went wide, no idea what to do. The moment Dave pulled away, Kurt backed up a bit, hands shooting out to push the other away when Karofsky leaned towards him for a second kiss. Kurt shook his head and stepped back again, heart thudding in his chest as he tried to make sense of what had just happened. Why would Dave Karofsky kiss him?

Of course Kurt wasn't stupid... he knew why... Dave was, at the very least, bi-curious... It shocked Kurt to the bone. To think that the boy who'd been torturing him for so long might possibly be gay. It was hard to take truth be told and all Kurt could do at the moment was stand there, hand covering his mouth as he stared with wary eyes at Karofsky.

Dave narrowed his eyes at the other, clenching his fists when Kurt pushed him away. He stared at the shocked boy for a few seconds before he snapped towards him again, grabbing him by the shoulders and slamming him against the lockers. When the other let out a pained gasp he pressed his lips back to the others own, letting his tongue slip inside for only about a second, just in case the other tried to bite it.

Kurt let out a muffled protest against the others lips as he tried to push the other away, shocked at the whole turn of events. He clenched his teeth and lips shut after a moment but he was too slow to catch the other males tongue between his teeth... shame.

He was confused and a little bit scared truth be told. Dave had never done anything that would make him think that maybe... just maybe he might be attracted to him. Why was he doing this now? He was so lost in his own thoughts that it took a while to realize that the other hadn't let him go.

'Please make him stop,' Kurt prayed to no one in particular as he whimpered out. When Karofsky didn't let go Kurt started to hammer his fists against the others arms, as best he could in his position, before the other teen finally pulled away from his lips.

Karofsky just stared at him for a while, both of them taking deep breaths as Dave just watched the other for his reactions. Kurt was almost comatose with shock and fear. He had no idea what was going on... what had come over the other... why this was happening.

"Get... away from me..." Kurt let out finally, voice quiet, body trembling a bit. There was no way in hell he was letting this neanderthal who'd tortured him for so long... touch him like this without some kind of fight. His breathing came out in short little gasps as he tried to calm himself down, tried to seem intimidating... at least a little bit. Unfortunately he was still very much in shock and sounded like a frightened child.

"No..." Dave let out as he leaned towards the other again, Kurt pushing at him and struggling again only to have both his wrists grabbed tightly by Karofsky and shoved against the lockers. The bigger boy pressed against his lips again for a couple of seconds before he moved his lips to the smaller boy's neck, kissing him there only to have Kurt shake his head frantically and struggle even more.

"Get away from me!" he shouted and David narrowed his eyes, yanking Kurt off the lockers quickly before slamming him back against them as he growled out at the other, "Shut your fucking mouth or I'll smash your head into the locker so hard that, not only will I dent the locker, but I'll dent your fucking skull too."

Kurt let out a meek little protest, head spinning a bit from the impact, the bruises over his back throbbing anew. He took deep breaths at this point, clenching his eyes shut as he tried to just focus on breathing. He could feel Karofsky's lips against his neck again and felt a shiver run down his spine as he tried to ignore it.

"Good boy..." came a whispered utterance from Dave's lips before Kurt felt the others tongue run against his neck. Kurt's face turned bright red, embarrassed that he couldn't stop this and embarrassed that the other spoke to him like he was some kind of dog or something... Not to mention the fact that it actually felt kind of good and he wanted to throw up at the thought.

Kurt could almost feel the smirk on Karofsky's lips as he kissed the juncture between his neck and ear, sending a pleasurable shiver through the other boy's body as Kurt let out a quiet distressed whimper. The smaller boy tried to press his head to his shoulder in hopes of forcing the other away at this point. He couldn't believe he was enjoying any part of this...

David's lips shifted to the other side of Kurt's neck at this point and Kurt whimpered and sobbed softly before he looked away, giving the other better access to his neck in the process and not trying to pull away as he blushed deeply, tears slipping quietly down his cheeks as he stared over towards the door, wishing someone would walk through it and stop this.

He finally shook his head just a bit, wanting this to stop, a soft sob escaping his lips. He clenched his eyes shut finally, trying to keep from breaking down into 'ugly tears' only to be pulled out of his thoughts as pain shot through the area between neck and shoulder, a loud pain-filled cry escaping his lips and he was almost surprised that no one heard it and came in.

"Stop moving..." Karofsky growled low in his throat as he flicked his tongue against the injured flesh he'd just bitten, earning a slight pained whimper from the smaller boy causing him to chuckle softly as he spoke again, "You're marked now... Do you know what that means?" he asked as he shifted, bringing his lips up to rest next to Kurt's ear as he spoke, his breath ghosting over the shell of the others ear.

Kurt didn't reply and Dave just smirked a bit as he listened to the others shallow breathing. He gave the other a few seconds before he spoke again, letting out in a husky voice, "It means you belong to me now..." he smirked, running his tongue gently over the others ear, getting a quiet mewl out of Kurt who tried to turn away from him again to get away from the unwanted touches.

Karofsky chuckled again at the others mewl as he brought his lips down again, starting to suck on the others neck where he'd bitten. It hadn't broken skin but it would definitely bruise. Kurt would have to cover it with a scarf to keep people from asking questions he didn't want to answer.

Kurt shivered and mewled as he felt Karofsky's knee press between his own, forcing them apart a bit as Kurt shook his head just a little, whimpering out a soft, "Please don't..." as his body trembled, tears threatening to escape his eyes causing Dave to let out a soft laugh as he let his knee rub against the others crotch just a bit as he leaned over to his ear again, whispering out, "what's wrong... are you afraid? Come on... isn't this what you want?"

Kurt trembled, cheeks going dark as he tugged at his hands a little, wanting to get away from the other... He wanted to throw up as he struggled a bit though with the way he was held down the only thing he was doing was rubbing himself on Karofsky's knee... which was the last thing he wanted.

He needed to get away from the other. The others knee rubbing against his clothed privates was, not only wrong, but working. He was embarrassed and disgusted with himself but he couldn't help it. It felt kind of good... but not in a good way... it was dull pleasure that made him want to hurl all over the other boy. He wanted to get away from the touch so badly...

Who could blame the boy... he'd never been touched like that by anyone other then himself and he was a healthy teenage boy... albeit a gay one. But Kurt was morbidly embarrassed right now and so ashamed of himself. He was supposed to be sticking up for himself... not 'sticking up' for Karofsky. Not that he'd admit to anyone that he was even remotely turned on enough to get even slightly hard.

"N... No more... stop this! Get away!" Kurt let out frantically as he shook his head again, wanting this to stop now more then ever. He couldn't let this continue. He knew that letting this continue would only lead to really bad things and he didn't want that. He couldn't let that happen. He couldn't help but dread the idea of this going farther... or what the other might be capable of.

"Shut up... You go around in these tight jeans, all high and mighty, flashing your homosexuality around and you're telling me you don't want this?" David spoke, his breathe ghosting over the others ear as his knee continued to move gently over the others clothed flesh, trying to get some kind of positive reaction from the others body.

When David spoke he emphasized his words by pressing his own crotch against Kurt's leg, letting the other feel his hard-on and causing the other boy to let out a choked sob followed by a gasp as he started to shake his head frantically again before Dave finally pulled away from him a bit, smirking and laughing at the other.

"Fine... next time... I've got things I gotta do anyway," he said as he let Kurt's hands go, though he let his own hands run slowly over Kurt's sides, reveling in the visible shiver his actions caused in the smaller boy. He knew Kurt was afraid of him... but he also knew that he could get what he wanted from the other... it wouldn't be too hard.

"If you say anything... to anyone... I swear to god I will kill you... And I promise it wont be a quick death... and before I kill you... I'm going to find a nice secluded place where no one will be able to hear you and I'm going to get what I want, whether you like it or not... but you wont enjoy it," he threatened, bringing a hand up from his side to grab his face and turn him back towards him as he pressed his lips back to Kurt's own, letting his tongue run across the others bottom lip before he pulled away, "do you understand what I'm saying, Hummel?"

"Y... yes..." Kurt let out quietly once the other had pulled away from his mouth, glad it hadn't lasted too long. Another shiver ran down his spine at the thought that he hadn't been strong enough to stop the other male. He wanted to be sick, or at the very least, spit and brush his teeth for like an hour. The others threat, however, scared him more then anything. Sure, maybe the other was bluffing... but how was he to know that?

"Good boy," Karofsky smirked as he pulled away from the other, making sure his locker was locked before he turned to head out of the room, "Remember what I said," he let out before he walked out, not looking back at the other as he left him alone in the boys locker room.

Kurt slipped down the lockers to the floor, bringing his knees up at this point as he pressed his face to them. He trembled a bit as he sobbed softly, terrified of what the other would do from here. He knew it wasn't over. Karofsky clearly hadn't gotten what he wanted out of him yet.

He had said 'next time'... next time... Kurt's breathing was shallow as he all but panicked, terrified of what the other would do to him 'next time'. His whole body was shaking as he brought his partially healed hand up. He pulled off the glove and finally pulled off the bandages as he stared at the scabbed wound. It looked horrible and he was sure it would scar but at the moment... that's not really what he was thinking about.

Kurt licked his lips a bit, his breathing still coming out in short little gasps before he brought his other hand to the injured one, running his fingers over the wounded flesh before he pressed against it, gasping a little but finding the pain wasn't quite enough. He pressed harder after a moment, digging his nails in this time as he gritted his teeth and pressing his lips tightly together to muffle any noise that might come out.

The pain seemed to ease his panicked mind, his mind focusing on the pain that coursed through his body before he finally let his hands go limp to his sides as he leaned against the lockers, staring out blankly across the room. Karofsky would be back... and he knew it would never be the same as it had been... No... Karofsky had gotten the taste of what he really wanted... He wouldn't stop there...

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