Lyssar
Sept. 30, 2011, 6:37 a.m.
Filling in the Open Spaces
Never Say Goodbye: Chapter 3: Wednesday, 7:22 am
T - Words: 355 - Last Updated: Sep 30, 2011 Story: Complete - Chapters: 7/7 - Created: Sep 20, 2011 - Updated: Sep 30, 2011 989 0 0 0 0
Kurt frowned at the object in his hands, wondering what on earth could be beneath the purple paper. At least a dozen of these objects, in a variety of colors, had been placed in his locker, and he couldn't figure out what they were.
He had just reached for the folded edge to open it and solve the mystery when when Mercedes snatched it out of his hand.
"Kurt!" Mercedes' eyes were opened wide in surprise. "Where did you get this? More importantly, why on earth do you have it?"
Kurt gestured to his locker, and Mercedes peered inside, her eyes widening even more before narrowing in fury.
"I can't believe they did this," she hissed furiously. Kurt watched curiously, still blissfully unaware of the identity of the object in Mercedes' hand.
"Why are you so upset?" Kurt asked, his eyebrows knitting together. Mercedes whirled around, eyebrows raised. As she studied her friend, she realized...
Of course he has no idea what these are, idiot, she chastised internally. It's not like he would have encountered them by accident. "Kurt...do you have any idea what these are?" she asked.
Kurt shook his head, brow still furrowed. Mercedes bit her lip, glancing down the hall before leaning forward to whisper in his ear.
Kurt's eyes widened in horror before his face contorted in disgust. "Oh my God, get them out of there, oh my God."
As he reached into his locker to remove the offending objects, the sound of a nearby locker slamming caused both of them to jump.
They turned toward the sound, only to see Blaine's clenched fist slam into his locker, denting the metal slightly. His jaw was clench tight; his body practically vibrating in anger.
"Not. Now. Kurt," Blaine interrupted, each word all-but bitten out. Blaine tightened his grip on his messenger bag and walked away.
Kurt bit his lip, feeling the beginnings of tears sting his eyes. He swiped harshly at them and inhaled deeply. Mercedes rested a hand on his shoulder, and he turned to her, smiling weakly.
Neither of them noticed the corner of purple paper sticking out of Blaine's locker.
End Notes: This story has a total of 7 chapters, including the prologue and the epilogue. None of them are particularly long - and that's intentional. Whenever I tried to expand a chapter, it just felt wrong. I'll post a new chapter each day until they're all here!