Of Broken Nails and Bloody Kisses
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Of Broken Nails and Bloody Kisses: Chapter 6


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Story: Complete - Chapters: 13/13 - Created: Aug 08, 2011 - Updated: Aug 08, 2011
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Author's Notes: I'm not entirely sure about the end of this chapter... It kinda makes Karofsky sound like a good guy and that's NOT what I want to show. AT ALL. Karofsky is the bad guy, always has been, always will be. Lots and lots of songs in this. :DDisclaimer: If I owned Glee, it'd be on every day, all year. And not on this stupid hiatus that we're on. WAHHHH.
Of Broken Nails and Bloody Kisses: Chapter 6

Blaine Anderson wasn't one for spite. He normally kept up his dapperness, and if he was feeling angry, he would talk it out with the person in question rather than doing anything he would later regret. But, for some reason, he couldn't control his burning hate towards Karofsky, and getting him as a partner in this week's assignment was a blessing in disguise to show just how much he despised the bully.

Blaine sat through Brittany, Tina and Finn's numbers before finally getting the courage to volunteer.

"So guys... who's going to go next?"

Blaine lifted his hand. Kurt turned to look at him in surprise.

"Go ahead Blaine, show David how you feel about him."

The rest of the club looked at him expectantly. Good luck, Kurt thought. I don't think any of the rest would be able to do this. Especially not me. He smiled encouragingly at his boyfriend. The music began.

Blaine took a deep breath, and burst into song.

Dum, dum, dum, honey what have you done?

Dum, dum, dum it's the sound of my gun.

Dum, dum, dum, honey what have you done?

Dum, dum, dum it's the sound

Janie's got a gun

Janie's got a gun

Her whole world's come undone

From lookin' straight at the sun

What did her daddy do?

What did he put you through?

They said when Janie was arrested

they found him underneath a train

But man, he had it comin' Now that Janie's got a gun

she ain't never gonna be the same.

Kurt stared, open mouthed. How could he be singing this song? To Karofsky, of all people? Kurt hadn't felt this embarrassed since he threw up on Miss Pilsberry.

Run away, run away from the pain yeah, yeah yeah yeah

Run away run away from the pain yeah yeah

yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

Run away, run away, run, run away

Janie's got a gun

Janie's got a gun

Her dog day's just begun

Now everybody is on the run

What did her daddy do?

It's Janie's last I.O.U.

She had to take him down easy and put a bullet in his brain

She said 'cause nobody believes me. The man was such a sleeze.

He ain't never gonna be the same.

Blaine was looking straight at Karofsky, who was squirming uncomfortably in his seat. Kurt put his head in his hands.

Janie's got a gun

Her dog day's just begun

Now everybody is on the run

Because Janie's got a gun

Janie's got a gun

Her dog day's just begun

Now everybody is on the run

Janie's got a gun.

The music finished, and a silence set over the room. Blaine didn't take him eyes off Karofsky for one minute, as if waiting for him to crack. The bell broke the silence. Kurt stood up and ran out, unable to face Blaine without screaming.

"Kurt!"

He stopped in his tracks, and turned around to see his boyfriend running down the packed halls.

"What do you want Blaine?"

Blaine looked confused. "Why did you run off? We always walk to lunch together..."

Kurt practically exploded with anger. "Well what do you expect? You sang a song about child abuse to the guy that used to bully me! Do you not see how out of order that is?"

Blaine gulped. In hindsight, I probably shouldn't have done that. He thought to himself. He tried to explain himself.

"Kurt, I'm sorry, I just.."

"You just what, Blaine? You just like the song? You just thought it'd be a good joke? What?" Kurt was practically spitting with rage.

"I just don't like the way he's looking at you, ok? He looks as if he can't make up his mind whether to punch you or kiss you! I just wanted to tell him that he can't bully you anymore. It's not fair."

"I can look after myself." Kurt whispered, tears forming in his eyes. He turned round, and stormed off.

"Kurt, wait! KURT!"

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Rachel passed Kurt the half empty tub of Cookie Dough ice cream, along with a spoon the size of a ladle.

"I completely agree with you, Kurt. As strong and heart breaking the lyrics are, it was completely inappropriate to sing to Karofsky. I mean, you didn't see him after you stormed out (which, by the way, was very dramatic, it made me quite proud). Sam went over to see if he was ok, and he grabbed the front of his shirt before pushing into a pile of chairs. That boy has some issues."

Kurt ate a huge mouthful of ice cream, trying to repress the urge to shove something in her mouth.

"I just want to stop feeling so crappy!" he wailed.

"Sing." Rachel stated, as if it was the most obvious solution to any problem.

"What? No, Rach, I can't, that's a stupid idea. No."

Rachel wasn't backing down that easily.

"Come on Kurt! It'll make you feel so much better! I know that if I ever broke up with the love of my life, I'd have to sing about it."

Kurt gave her the best bitch, please look he could conjure.

"Blaine and I aren't broken up! And what about Finn, huh? You two have broken up and gotten back together more times than Fleetwood Mac."

Rachel coughed awkwardly.

"How do you know I haven't sung about it when I'm alone? Trust me Kurt; it makes you see clearer. Go on, I know you have the perfect song, I can see it in your eyes."

Kurt sighed dramatically, before hauling himself to his feet.

"Maybe I do."

Rachel grinned, before taking Kurt's iPod and plugging it in. Music began to fill the girl's disgustingly bright bedroom.

We have to say good bye

All things have to end

But I keep insisting

I go on resisting

Why should I pretend?

Kurt took a deep breath, before continuing. Rachel smiled, nodding her head, whilst looking down briefly at the phone in her hand. Texting Finn at this time? Really Rachel? He thought irritably.

In a perfect world

You'd hold me forever

In a perfect world, our love would stand tall

But I'm not perfect

And you're not perfect

Cause if you were

I wouldn't have loved you

At all

The lyrics were so perfect for their situation. Kurt felt his eyes tearing up; all he wanted to do was hear Blaine's voice, tell him he was sorry.

So I'm sorry for the million awful things I did and said

And the million other things I could have

Said and done instead

And I'm sorry you won't spend each minute

Growing old with me

I'm sorry that our life will never be

Rachel was staring at him intently, tears forming in her own eyes. She was so right, he thought. This is making me see everything so much clearer.

In a perfect world, we'd get to raise a family

In a perfect house with pictures on the wall

But I'm not perfect, and you're not perfect

And nothing's perfect

If we were perfect

We'd wake up one day

Unable to recall

If we had ever truly loved

At all

He crumpled, sobbing. Rachel ran towards him to rub his back soothingly.

"He was only doing what he thought was right." he choked between sobs.

"Ssshh, it's ok, it's ok."

What Kurt didn't notice was her pulling out her phone and pressing send. People should always come to me to fix their relationships, she thought to herself, smiling inwardly.

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Kurt pulled up to his house, and leant his head on the wheel. He knew that he had to apologise to Blaine, but he couldn't bring himself to call him. Kurt had spent so many years acting proud and aloof, as if nothing could hurt him. It was his protective barrier against the bullies; they could hurt him, but not who he was. He opened the door and walked towards his house. Tomorrow, I will apologise to him. I miss him so much.

Opening the door, he called out to his Dad to let him know that he was home safe. Turning into the living room, he was shocked to find his boyfriend sat on the couch. What in the name of Gaga..?

"Kurt. I'm here to apologise. I miss you so much, and it was so wrong of me to sing that song; it was so inappropriate. I can't sleep knowing you're mad at me. I'm so so sorry."

Kurt felt tears running down his cheeks, and ran towards Blaine, hugging his boyfriend tightly. It was then he realised he was wearing a suit.

"Wh-why are you wearing a suit?"

Blaine grinned.

"I'm taking you on a date. It's been over a month since we went out on a proper date, and I think you deserve it after I was such a jerk."

Kurt giggled. Blaine was just so... dapper. He took Blaine's hand, and he lead him to his car parked on the opposite side of the road. How did I not see that? Kurt thought to himself. Blaine opened Kurt's door, shutting it behind him and getting in the other side.

"Where are we going?"

Blaine looked at him with a mischievous grin. He winked.

"I'm not telling you."

They drove in a comfortable silence, with Kurt's hand resting lightly on Blaine's leg. It was as if the past two days hadn't happened. Blaine pulled up outside the park. Kurt's expression was enough to make Blaine chuckle.

"Trust me on this one."

Blaine reached over onto the back seat and pulled out a blanket and a picnic basket. Wow, I'm really unobservant today, aren't I? Kurt realised.

"You ready to go?" Kurt nodded, and both boys headed into the park hand in hand. Blaine lead Kurt to a secluded area just beyond the river. Kurt was speechless. In all his time living in Lima, he had never been to this part of the park before. And it was beautiful, secluded... As if it was built for the perfect date. Blaine grinned from ear to ear, quite obviously pleased at his choice of date. He laid out the picnic blanket (Kurt rolled his eyes at the colours; navy and red. Blaine had obviously bought all the memorabilia when he joined Dalton, and had kept it since then) and brought out the food. Kurt was blown away at the array Blaine had brought. All of Kurt's favourites, from chicken caesar salad to salmon en croute. Both boys sat amongst the feast, shoulder to shoulder, hands intertwined. Blaine was the first to speak.

"Kurt, I have something to tell you." He took a deep breath, before continuing. "I was sat at home today, wishing I could just come and apologise to you, tell you how much I love you. But I couldn't do it, no matter how hard I tried. Until I checked my phone, and I had a message from Rachel. To be honest, before then I'd been regretting giving her my number because she keeps sending me weird chain mail, but I opened the message to find that she had sent me a recording. Of you."

Kurt blushed furiously. Enjoy your last day on Earth Rachel Berry, he thought, because next time I see you I'm going to suffocate you with one of your stuffed toys.

"Don't be embarrassed Kurt. It is beautiful, and so raw and emotional that I knew I needed to see you again, and let you know how sorry I was. I love you so much."

Tears were falling down his face. Kurt leant forward, gently brushing them away and placing a soft kiss on Blaine's lips.

"There's no way I could stay mad at you. We all let our emotions get the better of us. Lets just... Leave this in the past." Kurt leaned in for another kiss, which was happily reciprocated.

Blaine looked at Kurt with concerned eyes.

"Well... We haven't seen Karofsky's song yet."

Kurt looked momentarily worried, but pushed it to the back of his mind.

"I really don't care about him. All I care about is us."

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You could cut the tension in the choir room with a knife. Everyone else had performed... Except Karofsky. No one had even heard him sing before; how did they know he wasn't completely crap? Kurt and Blaine were sat on the opposite side of the room to the boy in question; Blaine hadn't ventured an apology. There was no point, Karofsky wouldn't understand. When Mr Schue entered the room, the tension increased to a boiling point. They all knew what was coming next.

"So, we have one performance left. David, the floor is yours."

The burly boy lumbered to the front. Everyone squirmed uncomfortably in their seats. This should be interesting, Kurt thought.

Karofsky began to speak.

"I know you are all still having trouble accepting me as one of you. And I don't blame you for it; I was a douche to Kurt, and I'm trying to change. So I wanted to sing to all of you instead. I hope that's ok." He turned to Mr Schue for approval. He nodded. The music began.

Baby, do you understand me now

Sometimes I feel a little mad

But don't you know that no one alive

Can always be an angel

When things go wrong I seem to be bad

But I'm just a soul whose intentions are good

Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood

He had a nice voice, smooth and raw. He had potential. Kurt looked up to see Karofsky staring straight at him with the look Blaine was talking about; a mixture of anger and lust. The countertenor writhed uncomfortably, trying not to make eye contact with the burly boy. The look in his eyes... It scared him slightly. Not the same fear he got when the football players had shoved him against the lockers, or slushied him... An uneasy fear, like he had no idea what the boy would do next.

If I seem edgy I want you to know

That I never mean to take it out on you

Life has it's problems and I get my share

And that's one thing I never meant to do

Because I love you

I love you. It sounded so wrong when Karofsky said it, thought Kurt. However, the bully's eye contact hadn't moved; he was staring at Kurt so intently, like he was examining his every feature.

Oh, Oh baby don't you know I'm human

Have thoughts like any other one

Sometimes I find myself long regretting

Some foolish thing some little simple thing I've done

But I'm just a soul whose intentions are good

Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood

Yes, I'm just a soul whose intentions are good

Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood

The music stopped and silence ensued. Mr Schue began to applaud, and the others slowly joined in. It was a gradual, gentle applause, as if the Glee clubbers were finally willing to start journeying down the long road to accepting the boy stood in front of them. Only Kurt and Blaine knew about the kiss. So they didn't recognise the look in his eyes. Quinn was the first to talk.

"David... We were planning on going to Breadstix tonight. D-do you want to come?"

The boy smiled gingerly.

"Sure."

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The atmosphere around the table was lively and exciting, just like every other New Directions get together. The former cheerleaders were passionately discussing the song they were planning on performing later that week, Mercedes and Tina were sharing the latest gossip with Finn and Rachel, who seemed rather uninterested in what they had to say. Puck and Lauren were arm wrestling, with both Mike and Artie betting on who would win. Kurt and Blaine were talking about the upcoming meeting of their parents. Karofsky was sat in silence. He had attempted to join in with the conversations going on around the table, but couldn't find his place in the already formed family. He settled watching Kurt. The way he flushed excitedly when Blaine complimented him, the way he gesticulated when he talked about his passions. I want him so much, I need him. Kurt looked up and saw him staring at him. He'd been caught out a lot recently; he needed to be more subtle, but he found it hard to tear his eyes away from the angelic boy. Kurt instinctively nuzzled closer to Blaine, looking at Karofsky as if he was challenging him.

A bubble of anger formed in the pit of Karofsky's stomach. He clenched his fists. Now is not the time, he thought. Soon. You can tell him soon and it'll all be over. Sensing his boyfriend's unease, Blaine pulled him into a chaste kiss. Karofsky jumped up abruptly, seething with anger. Everyone whipped round to look at him, expressions ranging from concerned to bewildered. He kicked the chair behind him, and stormed out of the restaurant, slamming the door behind him. The people left at the table exchanged a baffled look.

"Anyone know what the hell that was about?"

Kurt had a feeling he knew exactly what.


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just a thought. i would have loved to see dave and blaine sing 'the boy is mine'. we would truly see the emotions between the two. of course, kurt might resent having two guys fighting over him...

Hahaha that would be hilarious! Although I'm not sure Dave wants everyone to know that he's gay, he just wants Kurt. But I would love to see Blaine getting all sassy, someone call Ryan Murphy! :D