CHAPTER 17

By Klainer0801

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Blaine growled in frustration and over dramatically fell into Kurt. Of course, Kurt was ready and waiting to catch him.

“Sorry we’re late Mr Shue. I had –“

“You didn’t look so sorry when you had your mouth around my cock a few minutes ago, Kurt.” Blaine said, interrupting Kurt and receiving horrified looks off the members of the glee club.

After an awkward moment of Kurt mouthing unsuccessful words in Blaine’s direction, Mr Shue broke the silence, “Right… Sit down boys. Now. I’ll deal with you later.”

“Actually I’d like to hear a bit more about Blaine’s cock if we don’t mind.” Kurt heard a voice say from across the room. How had he not noticed Santana sat in the corner of the room in her very revealing cheerleading uniform?

“Fuck you Santana!” Kurt said before he realised the words had even left his mouth.

“I’d rather it be Blaine to have that honour. You’re not really my type Lady Lips.” Santana said, standing up out of her chair and staring menacingly at Kurt.

Kurt couldn’t comprehend what he was doing: One minute he was stood next to Blaine, the next he was crossing the floor in Santana’s direction. He saw the shocked and almost scared looks on the Glee Club members’ faces. He could hear shouts from Rachel and Mr Shue for him to stop. But he couldn’t. He didn’t know how to.

Kurt’s hand flew out swiftly to his side and came back down across Santana’s face with a harsh slap, causing her to fall to the ground from the blow.

Silence.

“Shit.” Kurt whispered as he saw the blackness in Santana’s eyes, looking even worse with the red hand mark that now occupied her usually flawless skin. He tried to back away but it was too late.

Santana jumped up like a mad animal, her hair whipping up behind her. Kurt felt her nails did into his shoulders as he was pushed across the room and into the wall behind him. He groaned out in pain and the sharp impact and made to push Santana off but in his confusion he was incapable.

Just as he was regaining sense of the situation, something hard came in contact with his groin…with extreme force. This time it was Kurt’s turn to fall to the floor in agony, leaning against the wall as he did so. He cried out in pain and shock as Santana glared down at him from above, a triumphant look on her face.

Through the tears welling up in his eyes from the pain, Kurt could make out two hands grabbing Santana from behind and lifting her high into the air.

“BLAINE, NO!”Kurt tried to scream, but his voice only came out in a harsh growl.

“You stupid bitch!” Blaine screamed as he brought Santana down to the floor with as much strength as he could manage. A few people in the room screamed as a crack was heard from Santana’s body. “Don’t you get it you fucking cow!? I DON’T WANT YOU!”

Mr Shue ran up behind Blaine, screaming at him to get off Santana and trying to get in the little space left between them.

Blaine gripped Santana by the neck and stared down into her pleading eyes. “You stay away from me. And you stay away from Kurt. If you so much as place a little finger on him I will make it my own personal objective to hunt you down and make your last minutes hell. I swear it Santana.”

Blaine let the girl free and left her to curl into herself on the floor. He rushed over and kneelt next to Kurt.

“Come here.” Blaine said as her wrapped his arms around his boyfriend and picked him up effortlessly into his arms. “You’re safe now.”

“WHERE DO YOU THINK YOU TWO ARE GOING!!?? PRINCIPALS OFFICE! NOW!” Mr Shue shouted at the two boys from where he was kneeling by Santana; phone in hand to call an ambulance.

“WHAT?! No you can’t! She started it though when –“

“Which is why you are all being suspended Kurt Hummel. This school will not stand for such public displays of violence. From Anderson here I would expect it but I am extremely disappointed in you Hummel!” Principal Figgins said throwing his hands into the air at the two boys sat before him.

“We only gave her what she deserved. I don’t see you suspending anyone when Kurt and I were battered in the music room! Do you?” Blaine said angrily, forcing himself to stay in his seat.

“I’m sorry?” the principal said in shock only to have Blaine recline in his seat with a huge smirk on his face.

“Ahhhh. You didn’t know about that one did you. Noooo of course. Well, I’m gonna tell you a little story about how little Santana is not actually just the harmful bitch she makes out to all the teachers. Oh no. She’s actually a dirty whore born from the devil himself.”

Kurt took Blaine’s hand in his own and squeezed hard pleading Blaine to stop but his boyfriend merely squeezed back and proceeded talking to the Principal.

“Now, Blaine Anderson! That is no way to speak about a fellow student of yours! Especially considering you’re the one who has put her in hospital with a broken arm!” Principal Figgins shouted, standing up from his chair and gripping the edge of his desk.

“I suggest you sit down. It’s rude to get up in the middle of story time you know. Or do you want me to make you sit down.”

The principal opened his mouth ready to retort until Blaine stood up out of his chair and stared over at him. Principal Figgins sat down straight away and dropped his eye level hoping Blaine would sit back down in the chair.

Blaine smirked and sat back down slowly, bringing one leg up to rest his ankle on his other knee. “Right, now we’re ready again… So little Santana and I had some fun a while back. Obviously, she wanted more, as does anyone who lets me fuck them. Kurt can vouch on that, hmm?”

Kurt looked back and forwards between the expressions on his boyfriends and the principals faces before looking down at his lap and beginning to play with a piece of cotton which had suddenly became very interesting.

Satisfied with the deep crimson flushing through Kurt’s cheeks, Blaine continued. “Except I wouldn’t give it to her again like I give it to Kurt. So she got jealous. Normal jealously I can understand but Santana was going insane over it. She tried to make Kurt think I had been cheating on him with her and when that little plan failed she went for something much worse. Now pay close attention to this because you might want to think about extending her suspension upon hearing it.”

Principal Figgins actually leant forwards slightly on his desk to listen to Blaine, a confused expression peering out from behind his clasped hands.

“She stole Kurt’s phone and text me to meet him. So I made my way over. However, she also spread to Kurt that he was to meet Mr Shue after school in the Glee Club music room. Of course, when I found out I was in fact meeting the devils child and not Kurt… I panicked. And I was right to. She had sent Kurt, not to meet a teacher, but to be beaten up by the footballers on the school team. Luckily I got there in time and they only managed to do emotional damage to Kurt before bringing him to the ground. Well I was outnumbered, but I tried to fight them off. Needless to say I was beaten… while Santana taunted Kurt over how she was going to ‘have’ me. They left us there and went on with their business as usual. I had to go to hospital you know, with broken ribs.  Kurt also went to hospital. Does that mean anything to you?”

A silence rang out through the room and Blaine’s knuckles whitened as he gripped at the arm of his chair. Kurt realised what Blaine was thinking about and quickly moved to sit on Blaine’s lap and softly stroke his cheek, “Hey! Hey you! I’m fine now. Don’t think like that please. I love you.”

Blaine smiled up at Kurt before pulling him close so he was curled up into Blaine’s chest. “So you see, Kurt had a good reason for what he did; he was actually acting out of self defence. As did I, Santana attacked Kurt and I was simply protecting him.”

“Even so… Violence is violence and you shall both still be suspended.” The principal shouted the rest of his speech over the two boys’ angry shouts, “I WILL SHORTEN THE TIME TO ONLY TWO DAYS. AND I ASSURE YOU… IF WHAT YOU SAY IS TRUE THEN MISS LOPEZ WILL NOT BE COMING BACK TO MCKINLEY HIGH AT ALL. I WILL HAVE THE FOOTBALLERS DEALT WITH ACCORDINGLY.”

Both boys calmed down at the principals words and looked at each other in delight and achievement.

“I can see where he’s coming from boys. I mean you DID break her arm Blaine… and Kurt you slapped her right in front of a teacher AND the whole of Glee Club.” Burt said, trying to stay calm through his tears.

“Still doesn’t deserve suspension!!” Blaine replied with a sigh and sulked into the chair.

“You need time to realise what’s happened. You both do! Do you not get how serious this is!?” Burt shouted at the two boys.

Blaine sighed deeply, “Burt, I know this is really serious but we did nothing wrong. This is all Santana and her evil ways.”

“No Blaine. You don’t understand. I’m not asking you to decide who’s to blame. I’m asking you to think about how badly you and Kurt were treated by these people. And not just those either! Kurt, you’ve been bullied most of you teenage life and you don’t deserve it. Your genuine and kind and loyal but there and people in this world who refuse to see that and will push you away and its unfair. I know half of your bullying you have kept a secret. Blaine, your father beat you just because of who you are and you put up with that for far too long! That’s unacceptable and there are people that love you for exactly who you are. You boys need to speak out about these things… don’t think it’s ok for people to do these things to you because it’s not ok. It’s not…”

“I’m sorry Dad.” Kurt said, struggling to look at the pain in his father’s face.

“Why didn’t you tell me? You should have come straight to me! I’m your father… I could have sorted this.”

Kurt jumped up and sat down next to his father on the sofa, trailing a comforting arm around his shoulders. “I – I honestly don’t know why I didn’t. I think…. I think I thought I could handle it by myself. Or that it would all just wash over and everything would be fine.”

Burt looked up Kurt from behind his hands and father and son stared into each other’s eyes. “Kurt, I understand you’re getting older. I understand you now have Blaine. But I need you to understand that you need someone to help you deal with things like this. I am here for you. I will always be here for you.”

“I know Dad. I love you… so much.”

“I love you too kiddo.”

Burt glanced up from his embrace with his son to see Blaine playing with the arm of his chair. “Oi you! Get over here and join in with the lovey stuff for once will you?”

Burt was greatly but happily surprised when Blaine jumped out of the chair at once and almost ran over to join in with their hug. “Gladly. Thanks Burt.”

“I love you too Blaine. You might not want to hear it but I see you as one of my own now. My three boys… Kurt, Finn and Blaine. Even little Aimee… I love you as I love my family. You’re both part of our family now.”

A tear dropped from Blaine’s eye as he listened to Burt. After a few minutes of silence Blaine spoke out, “That’s all I’ve ever wanted to hear.”