"Where the fuck have you been?"

Simon is pressing Kurt against the wall by his shoulders, mouth close to the other mans ear as he screames the words. Kurt flinches, and tried to move away, but Simon only tightens his grip around his upper arms.

On the radio, a new song started playing.

Just gonna stand there and watch me burn

But thats alright because I like the way it hurts

Just gonna stand there and hear me cry

But thats alright because I love the way you lie

I love the way you lie

"Simon...please..." Kurt whimpers, fighting to get loose from his boyfriends grip, "I was just taking a walk... Im sorry... please..."

Simon finally releases him and he almost falls to the floor, he would have, if he hadnt managed to get hold of the door frame. He opens his mouth to speak again, but is cut of as Simon grabs him by his shoulders again, and hauls him to the floor.

Kurts right shoulder catches the coffee table as he goes down, and he shrieks out at the unexpected pain. The next thing he knows Simon hauls him to his feet by his arms, only to slam his fist against his stomach, leaving Kurt gasping for air. Simons other fist connects with his nose with a loud crack, making Kurt stumble to the ground as his fiancé releases him.

I cant tell you what it really is

I can only tell you what it feels like

And right now its a steel knife in my windpipe

I cant breathe but I still fight while I can fight

As long as the wrong feels right its like Im in flight

Kurt sees Simon approach again, and he try to crawl away, but Simon grabs his ankles and drags him back.

"Get back here you little shit!" he screams, landing another punch in Kurts stomach.

Kurt curls up in foetal position, wrapping his arms around his head to try to protect it. But there is no use, Simons foot connects with the back of Kurts head, and suddenly everything is fussy.

Simon is saying something, but Kurt cant make out the words, the song keeps on playing in the background.

High off a love, drunk from my hate,

Its like Im huffing paint and I love it the more I suffer, I suffocate

And right before Im about to drown, she resuscitates me

She fucking hates me and I love it.

Wait! Where you going?

"Im leaving you!" No you aint. Come back were running right back.

When the world finally stops spinning, Kurt opens his eyes again. Simon is straddling him, holding his hands above his head by the wrists. Kurts head hurts and why doesnt he remember Simon moving him?

Simons lips are moving, but Kurt has to concentrate to make out the words.

"You shouldnt have left me..." he says, as he lands a punch on Kurts left cheek, making his head slam against the floor. "I told you not to leave me Kurt, but you just couldnt listen could you? You little slut! You just had to go out, right?! Just had to go sleep with another guy? Am I not enough for you? Is that it?"

Kurt tries to reply, but as he opens his mouth he chokes on the blood gushing from his nose. He starts couching, unable to breath for a few seconds.

"Im sorry...please Simon..." he croaks, pulling at his hands, tears streaming down his cheeks, "I- Im sorry... I didnt mea-"

A punch at his throat silences him, making him unable to speak.

"Like hell you didnt!" Simon screams, landing another punch in Kurts stomach.

The punch leaves Kurt in a daze, he barely notices when Simon gets off of him and walks into the kitchen. He hears him move around at a distance, and he tries desperately to get up, to get away... to hide. Somewhere, anywhere... but he is barely able to sit up, much less move anywhere.

In the corner of his eye he sees Simon walk back into the living room. He has a beer bottle with him, and he sits down on the couch, taking a swing out of it as he stares at Kurt who is lying on the floor.

"You know..." he says, taking another swing of the beer," I really hate it when you make me do this, Kurt. I dont want to hurt you, but you make me..."

He takes a last sip of beer and then he hurls the beer bottle towards Kurt, the other male barely managing to dodge it. The bottle instead hits the wall behind him, shattering against it, making the glass rain down over Kurt.

Simon gets up again, and walks over to Kurt. He grabs Kurt by his neck and hauls him up again, only to slam him against the wall.

Here we go again

Its so insane cause when its going good, its going great

Im Superman with the wind at his back, shes Lois Lane

But when its bad its awful, I feel so ashamed I snapped

Whos that dude?

"I dont even know his name."

I laid hands on her, Ill never stoop so low again

I guess I dont know my own strength

"Was it him again?" he roars, squeezing Kurts neck, making it almost impossible to breath.

"Him?" Kurt gasps, as Simon tightens his grip," I dont know who you mean... please..."

Kurts hands fumble at his neck, trying desperately to pry Simons hands away from him. When it doesnt work, he starts hitting at Simons chest, but without any result. Instead he slams his knee upwards, hitting Simon right in the stomach.

The hands around Kurts neck disappear as Simon releases him, stumbling backwards clutching his stomach, his foot catches the coffee table and he falls to the floor. When the hands holding him up disappear, Kurt crumbles to the floor. He catches himself with his hands before he can hit the floor, and manages to stand up.

He runs, or at least tries to run, towards the bathroom, but Simons hand grabs his ankle, making him fall. He pushes himself up on all fours, crawling towards the door. He manages to stand up again, and stumbles towards the bathroom. He just have to get inside and close the door.

Kurt can hear Simon moving towards him. He stumbles into the bathroom, and he tries to slam the door shut. But Simon manages to get his body in between the door and the door frame, threatening to push the door open again.

Kurt aims a kick towards him, and as Simon moves away, he manages to slam the door shut and lock it. He curls up behind the sink, knees towards his chest, hands pressed against his ears, trying to drown out the sound of his fiancé banging on the door, screaming at him to open it.

Just gonna stand there and watch me burn

But thats alright because I like the way it hurts

Just gonna stand there and hear me cry

But thats alright because I love the way you lie

I love the way you lie

I love the way you lie

"Open the fucking door, you little cunt!" Simon screams, slamming his fists against the locked door.

Inside the bathroom Kurt is crying. He is still sitting behind the sink, and now he has started rocking back and forth, whispering the same words over and over again.

"Please go away...Im sorry Simon... please go away..."

You ever love somebody so much you can barely breathe when youre with em

You meet and neither one of you even know what hit em

Got that warm fuzzy feeling

Yeah, them chills you used to get em

Now youre getting fucking sick of looking at em

You swore youd never hit em; never do nothing to hurt em

Now youre in each others face spewing venom in your words when you spit them

Simon has started to throw himself at the door.

"Open the door Kurtie..." he says, giving the door a hard kick before he throws himself at it again. "We need to talk Kurtie..."

Inside Kurt is terrified, the only time Simon calls him ‘Kurtie is when he is really drunk, and he always gets more violent then.

"Im sorry Simon," he says, just loud enough for Simon to hear through the door, "Just... go to bed, I- I will come too... we- we can just forget about this..."

"Ohh... I will not forget it..." Simon growls, his shoulder hitting the door again, "You little fuck! I will show you! Open the door!"

You push, pull each others hair, scratch, claw, bit ‘em

Throw ‘em down, pin ‘em

So lost in the moments when youre in them

Its the rage that took over it controls you both

So they say youre best to go your separate ways

Guess that they dont know you ‘cause today that was yesterday

Yesterday is over, its a different day

As Simon hits the door again, the door cracks. Kurt flinches at the sound, letting out a small shriek of fear.

"Im coming for you Kurtie..." Simon says, and he slams his body against the door a final time.

Sound like broken records playing over but you promised her

Next time you show restraint

You dont get another chance

Life is no Nintendo game

But you lied again

Now you get to watch her leave out the window

Guess thats why they call it window "pain"

The bathroom door flies open, and Simon is over him before Kurt even has a chance to react. He grabs him by his wrists and starts dragging him towards the bedroom. Kurt kicks his legs, trying to get Simon to let go of him, but Simons grasp around his arms is firm, and he refuses to let go.

Just gonna stand there and watch me burn

But thats alright because I like the way it hurts

Just gonna stand there and hear me cry

But thats alright because I love the way you lie

I love the way you lie

I love the way you lie

Simon tosses Kurt on their bed, as if he weighs nothing. Kurts head hits the bedframe with a crack and everything becomes fuzzy again.

He is vaguely aware of Simons hand roaming his body, ribbing his shirt open. He feels Simon grab his hands, tying them to the bedframe with a scarf. His hands starts to fumble with the bottom on Kurts jeans, and they pull the zipper down.

In one fluid motion, Kurts pants and underwear is pulled down and off, leaving Kurt completely naked.

"You are so beautiful like this..." Simon whispers, straddling Kurt, pressing his hands against his chest, "All tied up and ready."

Now I know we said things, did things that we didnt mean

And we fall back into the same patterns, same routine

But your tempers just as bad as mine is

Youre the same as me

But when it comes to love youre just as blinded

Simon bends down, and captures Kurts mouth with his, kissing him heatedly. He sucks Kurts bottom lip into his mouth, biting it until it bleeds.

Kurt whimpers beneath him, pulling at his arms, kicking his legs, trying to knock Simon off of him. Simon pulls away from him, and growls. He grabs Kurt by his hair and slams his head against the bed frame hard. As he releases Kurt he slams his fist against the younger mans cheek, splitting his lip, and making his nose bleed again.

Baby, please come back

It wasnt you, baby it was me

Maybe our relationship isnt as crazy as it seems

Maybe thats what happens when a tornado meets a volcano

All I know is I love you too much to walk away though

Kurt struggles to cling on to consciousness, the world swims around him. He can feel Simon turn him over, so that he is lying on his stomach. He feels him pull his legs apart, spreading him open.

"No... stop..." he whimpers, weakly kicking at Simon, getting a punch on the shoulder in response.

"Stop struggling... you know you want this bitch." Simon growls, moving himself between Kurts legs.

He leans down again, kissing the side of Kurts neck, sucking a large hickey on it. He moves to his shoulder, biting it hard enough to break the skin. Kurt lets out a small scream of pain, and Simon hits is head against the bed again, making it blacken before Kurts eyes.

Come inside, pick up your bags off the sidewalk

Dont you hear sincerity in my voice when I talk

Told you this is my fault

Look me in the eyeball

Kurt is taken back to the world of consciousness by tearing pain, it feels like he is being ripped in half. He hears Simon grunt above him as he presses inside Kurts unprepared hole. Pain is ripping through his body, and his vision swims again.

He howls in pain when Simon slams into him again, pulling out almost all the way, only to do it again.

"Stop...please, Im sorry..." He pleads, gripping the sheets, clutching them in his hands. "Youre hurting me... please stop..."

The only thing that happens is that Simon speeds up his thrusting. Kurt continues to whimper, and pleads for Simon to stop. He feels how Simon stops thrusting for a moment, and he thinks that the assault is finally over, but the next second something is shoved into his mouth.

The thing in his mouth is making it impossible to speak, and hard to breath. As Kurt continues to struggle, he feels Simon wrap his arm around his neck, and squeeze. Suddenly it is impossible to breath, and Kurt panics, trashing for all that he is worth.

Kurt can feel himself slipping away, his limbs is getting heavier by every second, dark spots are dancing in front of his eyes.

"This will teach you, Kurt," Simon says, as he continues to thrust in and out roughly, "If you ever do this again I will kill you, you hear me?! I swear, I will fucking-"

Simons voice disappears along with the rest of the world, until the only thing remaining is the never ending pain. Eventually this disappears too, leaving Kurt in dark and emptiness.

Next time Im pissed, Ill lay my fist at the drywall

Next time? There will be no next time!

I apologize even though I know its lies

Im tired of the games I just want her back

I know Im a liar

If she ever tries to fucking leave again

Ima tie her to the bed and set this house on fire

Im just gonna

Kurt comes to slowly, the first thing that comes back is his sense of touch, he can feel the sheets beneath him, and something wet and sticky between his thighs. The next thing is his hearing, it is fuzzy at first, but then he thinks he can hear somebody crying. As he opens his eyes, he can see that it is starting to get lighter outside. He whimpers as pain shoots through his body when he tries to move.

Instantly Simon is by his side, his eyes are red and it is obvious that he has been crying. He strokes Kurts cheek, and it is only then that Kurt realises that his split lip and probably broken nose has been mended.

"Hi baby..." Simon whispers, looking at him with sad and loving eyes," Im so sorry, never meant for this to happen... I just- I was so drunk...and I woke up and you werent there, and- Im sorry..."

He carefully picks Kurt up in his arms, bridal style, and carries him towards the bathroom. When they get there he carefully sits Kurt on the edge of the bathtub, and starts filling it with water.

When the tub is full, he slowly lowers Kurt into the water, and proceeds to wash him. Washes away the blood and dried semen, staining the water pink. Then he takes a clean, soft towel and wraps it around Kurt, carrying him back to their bedroom.

He helps Kurt into a clean pair of underwear, a pair of sweatpants and a soft T-shirt. He then lays him down on the bed and wraps the blankets around him, like a cocoon. He lays down beside him, pulling him against his chest. He presses a tender kiss on Kurts temple, holding him close and humming a lullaby in his ear. Slowly Kurt starts to drift away.

"Im sorry love... I promise this wont happen again." he whispers, stroking Kurts hair, "Please forgive me... I love you..."

"Love you too..." he hears Kurt mumble back, as sleep overtakes him and he is lulled away by his boyfriends humming in his ears.

Kurt wants to believe him, he really does. Because he loves Simon, even though he scares him sometimes.

But he and Simon both knows deep inside that Simons promise will be broken, sooner or later.

Just gonna stand there and watch me burn

But thats alright because I like the way it hurts

Just gonna stand there and hear me cry

But thats alright because I love the way you lie

I love the way you lie

I love the way you lie

Still, Kurt cant hate Simon, he cant leave. Because every time he thinks about it, the only thing he can see is the young gorgeous man he met three years ago. His beautiful smile, and all their coffee dates. Them stargazing in the park, sitting under the same blanket for hours.

Simon making him breakfast on bed whenever he is sick, cuddling up with him on the couch watching movies. He remembers Simons proposal, one year ago, on the bench were the two of them met.

And there for Kurt cant leave, because Simon is his first love, his first kiss... his first everything. He is the man that held him on his fathers funeral, who held him when he had nightmares about the beating after the school dance. He is still the man that saved Kurt in so many ways. And despite what he have done, he is somehow Kurts hero... because he saved Kurt from being alone, and that is the most horrible thing on earth.