A Shattered Boy And His Notebook
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A Shattered Boy And His Notebook: Chapter 7: A Text From Hell


E - Words: 1,160 - Last Updated: Feb 28, 2013
Story: Closed - Chapters: 8/? - Created: Jan 08, 2013 - Updated: Feb 28, 2013
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Author's Notes: A/N: Okay so here is Chapter 7, sorry for the wait, I go swamped with work, still am, but I wanted to get this to you guys before I go out of town. Speaking of which, I will be going out of town Friday and won't be back till Monday Night and will have no access to electronics in anyway. :( But I hope you guys enjoy. Trigger warning: Suicidal thoughts and self-harm. Follow me on Tumblr! my URL is: theTARDISistakingmetoPigfart s disclaimer: I do not own glee, or any of the character, Ryan Murphy does. I do however own a little blue tardis.

 

As French ended, Blaine and Kurt got up and headed down the stairwell towards Kurt's next class. The stairwell was filled with students running down in a hurry. Kurt looked at with confusion, wondering what the commotion was about. Blaine, without thought, grabbed Kurt's hand and pulled him down the stairs, "I know a shortcut." Kurt tensed up at the sudden contact and then couldn't help but stare at their hands, ’he's holding my hand’. Blaine led them away from the crowd of people. When they ended back up with everyone else, he saw Nick and Jeff standing around with some other guys facing the group of boys. Blaine smiled at Kurt and handed some guy his bag going and went to stand in front of the group. Then suddenly Kurt eyes widened. They started singing.

You think I'm pretty without any make-up on

You think I'm funny when I tell the punch line wrong

I know you get me, so I let my walls come down, down

Blaine’s voice sent chills up his body. It filled him like oxygen and all Kurt wanted to do was listen to him.

Before you met me, I was alright

But things were kinda heavy, you brought me to life

Now every February you'll be my valentine, valentine

Kurt was mesmerized by Blaine as he swayed back and forth. He felt like a small part of his old self was coming back, which in turn scared him.

Let's go all the way tonight

No regrets, just love

We can dance until we die

You and I, we'll be young forever

 

You make me feel like I'm living a teenage dream

The way you turn me on, I can't sleep

Let's runaway and don't ever look back

Don't ever look back

My heart stops when you look at me

Just one touch, now baby I believe

This is real, so take a chance

And don't ever look back, don't ever look back

Blaine stared at Kurt as he continued to sing.

We drove to Cali and got drunk on the beach

Got a motel and built a fort out of sheets

I finally found you, my missing puzzle piece

I'm complete

Those golden globes shined brightly giving Kurt a small sliver of comfort.

Let's go all the way tonight

No regrets, just love

We can dance until we die

You and I, we'll be young forever

 

You make me feel like I'm living a teenage dream

The way you turn me on, I can't sleep

Let's runaway and don't ever look back

Don't ever look back

 

My heart stops when you look at me

Just one touch, now baby I believe

This is real, so take a chance

And don't ever look back, don't ever look back

Just when Kurt didn’t think Blaine could surprise him anymore he sang the bridge.

I'm a get your heart racing in my skin-tight jeans

Be your teenage dream tonight

Let you put your hands on me in my skin-tight jeans

Be your teenage dream tonight

Kurt looked over at the other students as they listened, they looked at them as if they were rock stars. ’Wow, these guys are like superstars here’.

You make me feel like I'm living a teenage dream

The way you turn me on, I can't sleep

Let's runaway and don't ever look back

Don't ever look back

 

My heart stops when you look at me

Just one touch, now baby I believe

This is real, so take a chance

And don't ever look back, don't ever look back

I'm a get your heart racing in my skin-tight jeans

Be your teenage dream tonight

Let you put your hands on me in my skin-tight jeans

Be your teenage dream tonight

Blaine smiled as they finished and walked back over to Kurt followed by Nick, Jeff and a few other boys. “Hey Kurt, sorry I almost forgot about the Warblers performance today. We are getting ready for sectionals.”

“Do you sing?” One of the guy asked right away.  Kurt just stared at the guy and shrugged.

“Wes, give Kurt space, you don’t need to jump every new kid the moment you see them,” Blaine chuckled as did the other guys, “Kurt, this maniac is Wes, he is part of the Warblers’ Council along with David and Thad. This is Trent, James, Max, and Kole”.

Kurt just stood there as Blaine introduced his other friends to him.

The rest of the day seemed to go smoothly. Kurt managed to get through most the day without another panic attack, that is until dinner. Kurt was sitting with Blaine, Nick, Jeff and a few other Warblers. There’s Wes, the guy who Blaine said is obsessed with his gavel; David, Wes’s secret boyfriend (which Kurt really didn’t understand); Trent, a cutie who apparently is in love with Kole; and a couple others who he couldn’t remember the name of. Kurt just sat there quietly, not really eating his food just sort of picking at it, when his phone vibrated. He figured it was his dad so he flipped open his phone and just checked the message, not bothering to look at the number. Kurt’s face instantly drained of color and his hand began to shake. His breathing became harsher and his vision began to blur. Kurt herd the commotion of the Warblers around him as all the attention focused on him and just sat there trying to calm down. ’No, why couldn’t I finish the god-damn job, then I wouldn’t have to worry about HIM finding me’. Kurt needed to get out of there, he needed to cut, needed release. He needed to just end this to be safe, for once. 

Kurt felt a hand reach across the table at him to try and calm his shaking hand. He tensed and grabbed his things, bolting away from the dining room. Kurt ran straight to his room, remembering his key this time. He opened the door, locked it and threw his stuff down. He rushed into the bathroom and locked the door. Blaine didn’t need to see him this way. Once in the bathroom Kurt dropped to his knees holding his gut shaking as sobs racked his throat. His shaking hand reached up and ripped off the brace that was around his neck, he needed to feel some kind of pain, any kind. His dad didn’t let him bring any razors and had thrown out all of Kurt’s stash once he found the cuts on his legs. Kurt’s eyes darted around the bathroom looking for something anything. His neck was in pain but it wasn’t enough. Kurt unwrapped his wrists and saw the words carved into his skin. ’That’s what you will always be’, his inner voice sneered at him.  Kurt stared and just broke into sobs curling into the fetal position on the bathroom floor.

 

 

End Notes: A/N: SO I hope you all liked it, that was hard to write, I love my Kurtie! Please R & R. I CANNOT WAIT TILL THURSDAY AND WE GET KLAINE AGAIN! I am like FREEAKING OUT!

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aahhhh this is so amazing honestly I can't wait for an update