Summary: Kurt and Blaine's first kiss could have happened in so many different ways and at so many different times. #3: Why Are You Screaming?

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He knew nothing good could come from this, but he had to try. He had been dropping hints for a month now about Dalton's no harassment policy to his father and speaking about how much safer it must be there. So who was he to argue with his father and step-mother when they had decided it would be best if he left McKinley as quickly as possible. And he agreed with them, just not for the same reasons that they had. They both believed it was because of the harassment that he had been receiving from Karosky, but it wasn't. It had to do with the school itself and what Kurt had discovered while he had been there. On record, Kurt Hummel would tell everyone that he never knew about anything and that he's never found anything. Off record, he would tell you that there are more people who know about what was secretly happening to the kids at McKinley than you think. He had met others like him, that have found what he has found, down in the boiler room.

He had been pushed into the boiler room by some jocks that he had just mouthed off to and then down the stairs, into total darkness. At the sound of the door shutting and quickly being locked from the outside, Kurt tried to climb the steps he had just fallen down as quickly as possible. He banged on the door for what felt like hours until he heard a scratching sound of metal on metal coming from down the stairs. He turned around looking into the darkness below. And every now and again a light would flicker on and off again.

" Hello? Is anyone there?" He remembered asking, his voice echoing off the walls. He should have just kept his mouth shut and ignored it. He should have just turned back around and continue beating on the door, and hope that someone would realize that he was in locked in there. When he was about to actually turn back around to continue his assault on the door, the noise rang through the darkness again, it was louder this time.

" Hello? Seriously, is anybody there? Do you need help?" As if someone was responding to Kurt's questions a quieter version of the sound echoed around the room. Against his better judgement, Kurt said. " Alright. I'm coming down to help you. If this is a joke, I swear I will hurt you in anyway possible."

Kurt started down the staircase and into the darkness. He waited for his eyes to adjust before trying to look around. He found nothing but pipes littering the walls around him. He turned around to go back up the stairs when the light from earlier flickered on. There was a pathway underneath the stairs. The noise sounded again in a light screech as he stepped forward. So far there was no sign of anybody as he came to a metal grated bridge. He looked down. Under it was more pipes, just larger than the ones that lined all the walls around him. Soon as he came upon a door somebody shrieked for him to turn around and...

He had to cover his ears as the loud screech drown out the rest of what the voice was trying to tell him. From what the voice sounded like it female, he knew it, but he just couldn't place it at the moment. He didn't have much time to think as the voice was back again. It was just on the otherside of the door. " Kurt?"

He was right. He knew that voice, it belonged to Quinn. Without thinking he rushed through the door and was met with scorch marked walls and what had looked like deep lines in the floor from nails being dragged across it, blood and broken fingernails appearing after following it two feet in.

The light had gone out, but he could make out a figure leaning against the wall for support.

" Quinn? Are you alright?"

" Is he here? Can you see him?" She whispered.

" See who, Quinn? It's only me and you here." Kurt replied softly, taking a step towards the blonde girl.

" Kurt, I think I'm starting to wake up. I promise you, we'll come and get you, just wake up."

" We? Quinn... I'm not asleep. The jocks locked me in the boiler room. I heard..."

" I know what you heard, Hummel. You are most definately asleep. I promise you, I will come get you out. Run back to the staircase, Now!"

Screech!

Kurt turned towards the door to run as Quinn yelled, " Hurry, he's coming! Get out of..." And like that her voice just stopped. He turned around to grab her hand and pull her to come along with him to safety, but she wasn't there.

Screech!

" One, Two. Freddy's coming for you." A deep teasing voice rang out through the darkness. He turned and high-tailed it back out the door and across the metal grate as quickly as he could. He looked behind him, the lights were flickering again, and he caught a glimpse of something humanoid that looked. It, He looked burned. But that wasn't what scared Kurt the most. It was the thing on his hand that scared the teenager. It was a glove with five long pieces of sharp metal connected to it.

Screech!

" Three, Four. Better lock your door."

Screech!

" Five, Six. Grab your crucifix." Kurt didn't remember the walk there being this long, so the run back shouldn't be as long as it was taking now.

Screech!

" Seven, Eight. Gonna stay up late."

Screech!

" Nine, Ten. Never sleep again." Whoever or whatever it was that was singing as right behind him now. He ran as fast a he could, to the best of his ability, up the staircase that was in front of him.

SCREECH!

He made it to the top step when something grabbed him around the waist. He screamed as loud as possible as he held on to the doorknob, turning it and hoped it would magically unlock. It didn't.

" Why are you screaming? I haven't even cut you yet."

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It was his scream that led to his rescue, according to Quinn. She had explained to him that they had heard his scream and came running. They had opened the door to the boiler room and seeing that he was right there, they pulled him out quickly. They had explained that he was fighting to get away until he screamed again and woke up. He was quickly gathered into a pair of strong arms and held tightly as he broke down.

" It's alright, Kurt. We're here now. Where are you hurt?" Kurt tried to move, but the arms that held him refused to let him.

" Just tell her where. We don't want you moving until we know the extent of your injuries." Another voice rang out.

" Exactly. Don't move, Kurt." And there was another different one. He looked away from Quinn to see he was in Finn's arms and Puck crouched down besides him. Quinn quickly saw his face blanking out and pulled his face towards her.

" Kurt, you're going into shock. Where are you hurt, exactly?" She questioned.

" My stomach..." He managed to say. Quinn lifted his shirt and choked back a sob. Carved on his stomach were the words... Never sleep again.

And all Kurt heard before he blacked out were the words, "Not him too."

So yes, he had met the others who have suffered the same things that he was going through. He was sorry that he had to leave Finn, Puck and Quinn behind at that place in order to enter the safety of Dalton Academy, for more reasons than they all know.

The days that he now spent living at Dalton Academy he suspected that not many of Dalton's students may have done their history on the school and what it was buried upon. He believed that maybe Blaine had to, to some degree. What it was though, was hallowed ground and Kurt only hoped that it would at least stall him, Freddy, from hurting the others and make him come after Kurt. After all, he was the one who managed to get away.

Buzzt Buzzt

Kurt pulled his phone from his pocket. It told him that he had a new message in his inbox. Though it wasn't a text message. He quickly checked his phone to see if he had missed any calls. He hadn't and yet he had a new voice mail.

" Kurt?" He looked up from his phone. It was Blaine. He was looking at Kurt with concern. " What's wrong?"

" I think I might have to get a new phone. It says that I have a new voice mail waiting for me in my inbox, but I haven't missed a call. It's strange."

" Have you listened to it, yet?" Kurt shook his head and reply as he pushed the button that was connected to his voice mail and listened as the automated message told him he had one unheard message before starting the message.

Kurt paled drastically and threw his phone into the chair across from him. Blaine quickly raced to pick up the phone and put it to his ear. It was the same thing over and over again.

" Nine, Ten. Never sleep again." Blaine whispered out loud causing Kurt to look at him quickly.

" Blaine?"

" Show me."

" What?"

" Show me, Kurt." Blaine forced Kurt to uncurl himself and pulled at the younger boys shirt. " Show me." Blaine demanded.

Kurt pulled his shirt up to reveal the three words that had been etched into his skin. " Blaine?" Blaine had finally looked up from the words with tears in his eyes and brought a hand to Kurt's face, pulling it forward a bit before lowering his lips down to Kurt's, kissing him with as much passion as he could before pulling away.

" How did you know?" Kurt motioned to the words on his stomach.

" I told you that I was bullied at my old school before I came here, right." Blaine spoke as Kurt nodded. " Well, there was an incident and during my freshman year. I had just come out and my bullies thought it was best to throw me in a room and lock the door, hoping it would teach me a lesson."

" That doesn't explain how you knew..." The look Blaine shot at Kurt silenced him, before Blaine began unbuttoning his own shirt.

Kurt looked at Blaine's stomach. There, were the words, Gonna stay up late, carved into the older boys stomach.

" Oh my, Blaine..."

" The only things I forgot to tell you were that my bullies threw me down the steps in the boiler room and that my old school was McKinley."