Second Day

Kurt sighed as he took off Blaine's clothes in his bedroom, he traced some scars before jumping into his closet trying to find the red scarf he loved so much. He moved some items before moving onto different places where he kept his things, when he couldn't find anything his heart raced and started panicking as he threw some things onto the floor.

Burt, his dad, heard the commotion in his son's bedroom which got him thinking what was going on up there? He walked up and pushed the bedroom door to find his shirtless son going wild in his room trying to search for a particular piece of clothing.

"Excuse me, what is going in here?"

"I lost it dad, the scarf! The red one, it's gone and it was special... it was from-" he burst into tears, Burt knew what scarf his son was describing and he sighed pulling his son in for a hug.

"Don't worry... come on I'll help you find it when you come back from school today, but at this moment I suggest you leave the house because you have an hour left until class and it takes a good ol' 30 minutes to get there." Kurt nodded and watched as his father shut the door and left. He saw himself in the mirror and realised that there was that scar, the long scar that went down from his top of his back until his middle back; he didn't let any flash backs haunt him at the moment. He shook his head and took something out to wear to school but took an extra shirt just in case of anything.

-

He was done and was out of the door, running towards the path that led to the school until he heard someone yell from behind. "HUMMEL!" Kurt stopped and turned around to find Santana driving up with Brittany beside her, he smiled. He did like Santana and not just because of her behaviour but the fact that he could trust her.

"Hey."

"Hop in, we'll drop you off at school." Kurt couldn't resist that, he greedly got in and waited until they were at school; Santana said that she couldn't be seen as a badass or person who stays with 'losers' which she said that he wasn't when she stopped two blocks away from the school.

"Oh and Hummel, we were wondering what you were doing after school?" 

"Um...helping my dad most probably."

"OK, talk to you later." And she drove off to park in front of the school. He kicked the pebble in front of him and reached McKinley, he walked in and towards his lockers when someone yelled out,

"Hey faggot, why don't you just go under a grave? You might meet the mother that left you." after that the sounds of laughter followed in, his stomach turned and he felt sick. He felt tears prickle in his eyes as he tried ignoring those assholes. "Awwe, going to cry to your little mummy?" Kurt choked out a sob making the laughter cry louder.

"Fuck off, asshole." the laughter died down once they realised who the person that spoke was, Kurt turned to find Blaine glaring hard on the jocks. "You all know not to mess with me..."

"Awwe Anderson got himself a little faerie of a boyfriend!" the jock said again.

"I warned you before..." and a punch was thrown causing the jock to fly back and hit something because the loud groan was purely mixed with anger and pain. "Want some?" he asked at the rest of the jocks who was scared shitless, they all helped their friend up before walking away mumbling words that Blaine had got some of which were: 'Freak' 'Weirdo' 'Crazy'. He rolled his eyes and looked at Kurt and sighed before smiling with concern written on his face. "You OK?"

Kurt shook his head and looked down, fighting his tears back. "No."

"Of course, you're not." Blaine answered after him, he pulled him in a small hug which felt extremely comfortable but it was kind of weird coming from the 'badass'. "Come with me," Blaine led him across the field and through the parting grass which was the path they had took when Kurt descovered the weeping willow tree. Blaine pulled him in and told him, "Take a look around..."

Kurt did, he saw birds flying with so much hope in reaching their goal the sunlight streaming down, trying to pass away from the leaves that helped protect the long soft grass that swayed and danced with the wind; the way the birds cherped when it felt like it wanted to sing. Kurt kept on looking around with such happiness dancing in his eyes, he had never been here before- well not inside of it- but it looked beautiful; he felt like this place had taken everything, every problem, away from his chest and right at that moment Kurt felt like he wanted to soar up in the air.

His eyes seemed to focus back onto Blaine who didn't say a word but did keep on staring at him. "What?" Blaine smiled. He freakin' smiled and it was directly at Kurt.

"Nothing, it feels nice doesn't it... like it helped you want to feel free and soar?"

Kurt's eyes widen, how did Blaine know that? "How do you know?"

"I feel the exact same way, Kurt." Blaine sat down against the bark of the tree, patting the place next to him Kurt smiled and sat down waiting for him to continue. "I'm about to share some of my secrets, but as a tradition I think it is fair for you to tell me some of yours, is that all right?" Kurt nodded, agreeing with the handsome curly boy.

"Well I will tell you this and that is that the world isn't how people view it- this is not a show or a movie...this is real life and not some stupid fantasy where everyone falls in love and live happily ever after."

Kurt was hurt by those words, he wanted to be with someone that would love him but he didn't speak.

"I've had a rough life growing up, my mother died when I was ten...From what I know...someone shot her."

"Mummy! Look at the first words I wrote, I'm going to be a big rockstar when I grow up!" little Blaine said excitedly as he bounced up and down causing his curls to fly everywhere. "Do you think I'll find someone who will be with me mummy?"

Blaine's mum sighed sadly and kissed her son's forehead. "I'm sure you'll find a lovely person that will love you no matter what. You can love girls and as a boy you can also love another boy, but always be true to yourself..." Blaine nodded flashing his mother his toothy grin before kissing her on the lips and hopping off to play with the piano in his room.

That was when the shouting happened. Blaine was scared, he's heard his parents fight every night and he would always curl up in his bed and cry at night but this night was much different than the others.

"OH MY GOD! JAMES, WHAT ARE YOU DOING WITH THAT GUN?" Blaine's eyes widen as he tip toed down the steps to get a view of his mother and father, his mother looking frightened, her curly locks were neatly tied back in a high bun and his father aiming the gun at his mother."James, put the gun down."

"No. I am sick and tired of your little slutty ways and teaching our son that being gay is fine! It isn't! It's sickening that knowing my son to grow up with liking someone's cock up his ass, do you know how much pride in my son I will be losing? Huh?!" and with that the gun was the floor next to the pile of blood that is now leaking through the carpet. Blaine's father's eyes found his and it burned. "You are such a little idiot!" He grabbed his hair and slapped him aross the face.

"No, please stop!! Sir, I'm sorry! MUMMY!!!"

"Blaine... you were not the only one who lost a parent...I mean mine died in a fire but yours was shot, I'm sorry..."

"Forget it, this is bullshit. I...this is why I don't get attached... I'll go and find someone to fuck." with that Blaine left with a smoke in between his lips, taking in a big drag before walking off leaving Kurt alone. Kurt sighed, he knew something had happen but Blaine never really told him a lot, it was just that his mother died why getting shot ... but shot my who? Surely, if Blaine knew that his mother was shot then he knows who the murderer is.

xXx

Blaine sighed as he took in another smoke, dragging it getting it smaller and smaller before throwing it on the ground and stepping on it. He blew out, the tabacco smoke blowing out into the air; he rubbed his forehead trying to ignore his aching headache that was now forming.

He looked around the bar and found someone watching him in the corner. The hazel brown eyes met grey, Blaine smirk as he watched the other look the other way pretending he wasn't staring. Blaine took that as an opportunity to walk over there, he flashed the kid with a grin.

"Hey sexy, what's your name?" OK, maybe Blaine had lied the beginning. The boy in front of him was around his age, good looking and hot but he wasn't as sexy as Hummel. Wait, what?! Blaine's eyes widen for a second when he thought of that as a reason but when the kid spoke, he blocked the thought.

"Justin."

"Well then, come with me... I might show you how fun it can be around here because you look extremely bored out of your fucking mind." The kid sucked in air again once Blaine said 'fucking', oh how hot did he sound. The kid nodded following Blaine where he led him to a fucking bathroom, Blaine tried opening all of them, the kid, Justin, was just there standing and doing nothing. "Come on, Hurry UP!" The person on the other side just moaned not really caring what Blaine did or said. 

"We don't have to do anything..." Blaine's eyes dropped to his shoes. This kid thought that they might have a relationship, great! Blaine turned around and sighed before speaking.

"Dude, we are going to fuck and that's it."

"But I thought-"

"Well Jesse, you thought wrong."

"It's Justin."

"What?"

"Justin. Not Jesse." Justin clarified before speaking out loud again. "You're an asshole, did you know that?" Blaine smirked and nodded saying that he already knows. "Well I feel bad for the person you will like in the future because he has to deal with your ass."

Blaine's brain flashed Kurt's laughing and giggling face first. Blaine's eyes narrowed down and glared at the kid, before pushing him down on his knees. "I really hate you for saying that, it's either you suck me or I'll suck you..." The kid rolled his eyes and opened Blaine's zip, pulling out his cock. "You didn't want a relationship did you?" The kid shook his head. "How old are you?" 

"21, and far much experienced than you, buddy. Now let me suck you." Justin took Blaine in his mouth and started his job, non of them felt the cock growing at all. Blaine pulled away staring at it like it was a freaking alien and then Justin laughed out loud. 

"What?! Why are you laughing!? Oh My God, my penis broke!" Blaine started freaking out but Justin stopped him as he calmed his laughter down. "What happened? Why am I not getting hard?"

"Because you don't find fucking with other guys attractive and fun anymore... you want someone and this one person will be the one that will get this bad boy up... oh and a compliment is that you are huge." The man said winking at Blaine before walking out of the door yelling, "Good luck!"

Blaine swore and zipped up is jeans, he glared at the door before declaring that he is not telling anyone about this, Ever.

Blaine walked out of the bar and got in his car, he noticed that it was already 3 in the afternoon which meant that he spent a long ass hour in the bar. About seven hours max, he chuckled and shook his head driving back to his house to find Kurt doing yoga outside when Blaine drove passed his house. He pushed the breaks and parked his car close to Santana's house before getting out and walking over to Kurt's.

He watched him bend and stretch in different ways and positions, he noticed Kurt had a wonderfully good grip and felt himself grow hard; his eyes widen when he remembered what Jesse? Jake? Justin! had said eariler, he growled quietly and continued to watch the white boy flex his body.

"Are you really going to just stand there and watch me do this?" Blaine's mouth opened but closed not knowing how to answer the white boy.

"Well good thing you are flexible then that means we would be having so much sex in the next few months and oh the wonderful different positions that I could try." was the things that left his mouth, he cursed when Kurt glared at him.

"Well other than that which is never going to happen. What are you doing here?" 

"On my way to Santana's house..." and in time, Santana in a bikini walked out. "Damn it." Kurt smirked and then his father, Burt, came out and noticed the curly boy behind the fence. 

"Oh um, is that another friend Kurt?" he asked as he walked closer to Blaine.

"Yes, Mr. Hummel, that's our friend." Santana spoke up with a smile. Burt nodded inviting Blaine in the house for the pool party, there was a pool party? Blaine nodded, not really knowing what to do because he didn't really have anything.

"Why are you dressed like that? You look like an asshole."

"Dad."

"What? I'm just asking," 

Blaine chuckled and shook his head, "It keeps the bullies at school away from me." Burt shook his head not really understanding, Kurt's eyes widen. Now Blaine wanted to see Burt's reaction. "Because I'm gay."

"Well Kurt why don't you try doing that? I don't like the almost daily check up you go to everyday... anyways, you have fun. I'm off to work." with that he left, Blaine's mind was spinning. Kurt had been bullied a lot and that will stop, wait but why do he have to care about this new kid? 

He tried talking to Kurt but every time he would come close the white boy would walk away and talk to someone else (Santana) then the new direction started filling in Kurt's home, everyone shock to see Blaine at the pool party with them.

Kurt rolled his eyes as Blaine got a bear out, Puck noticed it and grinned walking over taking it from the club leader. Puck whispered something in Blaine's ear and he nodded, Lauren walked in with a smile but new direction just gave her a look, well not everyone. Kurt saw the hate and disgust the singing club had in their eyes when the bigger girl walked in, he noticed how Rachel whispered something in Tina making her laugh while looking at the bigger girl.

Lauren sighed and shook her head, walking towards the small bench near the pool and siiting down. She started to play with her fingers and Kurt felt bad for her, he was on his way towards her when Rachel pulled him to the small group of girls: Quinn, Mercedes and Tina.

"One question- why the hell did you invite Zizies? She might as well had knocked you out when she came in." Ouch. That was harsh, Kurt looked at her with disbelief as he shook his head and walked away towards the heart broken girl. 

"Hey, how are you holding up?" Lauren sighed and looked up, her eyes were shining with unshed tears causing Kurt's heart to ache. "Oh sweetie... just ignore-" Blaine was beside her in a second, he pushed Kurt's hand away and helped Lauren up on her feet. "What are you doing?"

"Taking her back home, clearly you do not know how hard this was for her? Did you even tell her the New Direction was coming?" Blaine yelled at him, Kurt looked like a hurt kitten wanting to cry and apologise. "Just save it... you're turning exactly like them, well I never really got to know you but right at this moment I'm happy. Come on, Lauren." he led the bigger girl out of the house and back to his own home.

Kurt took a deep breath in and then blew it out, before faking a smile and walking back to the group. Santana shook her head and rolled her eyes, helping Brittany up and went to change back into normal clothes.

"We're off... it's getting late." 

"What? But the party-"

"Listen, Hummel. You don't know how this world is really like, you think it's all fun and games and just all rainbows and butterflies but once they struck you...that is when your perspective of this world will change... but until then you have gotten a new enemy, how dare you hurt Lauren?" Santana yelled quietly once they had gotten further away from the rest of the singing group.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know how the New Direction would act..."

"Whatever..." with that she left with Brittany. Kurt rubbed his eyes sighing, what did he do that made them all hate him so much? He walked back to the groups and started off getting wasted not really caring anymore, but in the far off corner Puck stood with his video camera,taping every single thing that is going.

xXx

The next morning was horrible, Kurt could not stop throwing up and he did not feel like going to school that same day. His father did allow him to stay in bed but saying that he had a surprise for him, Kurt didnt question any further and just slept.

"Kurt, come down! I think it's enough sleeping for another three hours..."

Kurt opened his eyes and felt much better, he smiled and went to brush his teeth before running downstairs to find somone who he hasn't seen in almost forever. His eyes widen and he gasped before screaming and running towards the person pulling them into a big bear crushing hug.

"Oh my God, Angelina!" Kurt hugged the girl who greeted him with giggles and a hug. "I can't believe you're here!" 

"Me too, cousin." Angelina pulled away and smiled at him before saying. "I'm staying here, by the way, until this school term in done which means you will have to deal with me for six months." Kurt could never been any happier, he pulled her into another hug. 

They both ran upstairs to Kurt's room, and sat on the floor. "After you called me about the nightmares, I just had to come and do something... are you surprised?"

"Very. I missed you so much, um how's Dan?" Kurt asked as he took out some of his missed homeworks out. His cousin sighed and shook her head,

"He's an ass... we broke up but Matt was there to help me." Kurt smiled slightly, Angelina grinned and nudged him causing him to go red. "You liked Matt, didn't you?"

"No, he's only my friend. Besides I like this guy but I know he doesn't like me."

"He isn't gay?"

"No, he is but he doesn't like relationships."

"Oh sweetie, come on. Matt is on his way over, he's at his aunts house just ten blocks from here." She got up and helped him up, "Show us the best coffee in this bloody town." Kurt grinned and ran outside with her laughing after him.

"Slow down, Kurtie." they both got in the car and drove towards Matt's house, when he saw his old New York friend waiting outside he stopped his car and got out running towards the guy who had a smile on his face and hugged him.

"Imissedyousomuchyouhavenoidea!" they all laughed at Kurt's behaviour. He pulled away and repeated it. They smiled and linked their hands together and walked towards the car and went to Lima Beans.

They were seated in the far corner when Matt and Kurt went to re-fill their cups, their hands were linked together still and swinging, they were talking during the re-filling and Angelina was watching them with a smile and shaking her head- that was until a curly boy sat cross from her.

"Oh um can I help you?" Angelina asked sweetly. The boys eyes darkened when he saw Kurt and Matt together, giggling over something and Angelina noticed it. "Oh um hello?"

"Keep that guy away from my Kurt before he gets hurt." the boys voice was strong and hard, the threat coming out of his tongue like poison. Angelina was shocked to here that. "He's mine."

Angelina gasped before shaking her head. "I swear. Are you B.A?"

"B.A? You mean Blaine Anderson? Yes, why?" the curly boy was confused. Angelina smiled softly. 

"Don't worry, Kurt likes you... and you're an asshole, if you really liked him then why don't you start acting on it because that boy is his ex and they are still best friends and might end up back together again." That got Blaine's eyes to grow a darker shade, Angelina bit down a giggle. "Seriously, we both are staying here for six months, well I am, he might stay for four?"

"I already hate him." Blaine spat. "I always wanted to make him laugh like that."

"Well the badass attitude I don't think it will get you anywhere... well maybe only if you protect him and shit... dude listen, if you act a bit nicer because from what he told me you don't really act nice, then you'll have him sucking you." she mumbled. "Until then you're pretty much fucked."

"Thanks."

"Oh and he's one of a kind, he ain't like the other boys around..." Blaine was confused with that so he just nodded and left in time when Kurt came back with Matt. 

"Why were you talking to him?" Kurt asked.

"Who is he?" Matt, former ex boyfriend, questioned after the silence.

"Oh he's the guy Kurt likes and the guy that likes Kurt."

Kurt rolled his eyes and didn't really pay any attention at all to the next few conversations.

xXx

Blaine was on his bed with his group surrounding him on the floor, he dragged the smoke and blew it out. He sighed in frustration- how can Kurt like that asshole? He looked like a little pussy ass girl.

"What's the matter with you Anderson?" Puck was fed up with this silence that filled the air.

"I'll tell you. He likes Hummel, and now he is killing himself because Hummel doesn't really notice him since his New York friends came...and one of them is Hummel's ex."

Everyone looked at Blaine, waiting for him to say something. Blaine looked up with anger in his eyes, the burning jealousy mixed within it.

"I'm going to make Kurt Hummel mine."