After a relatively quite dinner Blaine, Finn and Kurt wentback downstairs unsuccessfully talking over ideas for a plan. Efforts were invain and every mention of Karofsky drove Blaine further on top Kurt injealousy.
“Blaine, sweetie?” Kurt asked scooting away from his cuddlyboyfriend who was practically draped over his body covering him in wet kisses. “Mmhhmm?”Blaine mumbled not removing his lips from Kurt’s neck.
“I love how over-protective of me you are its adorable, andnot gonna lie your jealously is pretty hot. But come on now you’re beingridiculous, get off me so we can come up with a plan—please?” Kurt sighed.
“Fine.” Blaine said coldly as he moved away a little.
“Okay now that we’re focused, any ideas?” Finn askedcheerfully.
The room was filled with an awkward silence and no oneprovided relief.
“Well maybe, no, never mind.” Kurt started.
“Um, we could, no. That wouldn’t work. Sorry.” Blainemumbled.
“How about you just, no, uh this is hard!” Finn saidsounding upset.
“I don’t even care. Tomorrow’s inevitable no matter what weplan. So just come what may.” Kurt sighed.
“No.” Blaine whined sounding angry.
“Well we don’t have any plans so far and it’s getting late.”Kurt pleaded.
“I know I know. And I already missed curfew at Dalton and Ijust don’t want to leave until we have a clue about what to do. I can’t leavewith things left unsettled.” Blaine replied.
“I know what you mean.” Kurt agreed.
“Uhh I’m so tired.” Finn moaned.
“Finn, you can go to sleep now. Thanks for the help though.Blaine, baby, you can spend the night and head back to Dalton early in themorning so you don’t have to drive all night. Don’t worry about things. We’llfigure something out.” Kurt suggested.
Blaine and Finn shook their heads in affirmation and Finngot up to go to bed and left the room. Kurt cuddled next to Blaine on his bedand the two boys began to drift off to sleep. They’d work things out in themorning.
 
 
Kurt’s alarm went off and he woke Blaine who was snuggled ontop of his chest snoring lightly in the most adorable way.
The two boys got up and began getting ready for school. AsKurt stood in front of the bathroom mirror he couldn’t help but burst intolaughter.
Blaine walked in confused until he saw what Kurt waslaughing at. “Fuck you Blaine.” Kurt said trying to sound serious but his pointwas far from made as he continued laughing as he ran his fingers over thecountless red and purple hickeys that marked his entire neck. “You and you’rejealously I swear!” Kurt teased as he playfully hit Blaine in the shoulder.
“Hahaha I’m so sorry, that must have been from when we werecoming up with our plan last night. Oh right, we still don’t have a plan. Whatare you gonna do?” Blaine asked, his tone changing as he remembered the stilldidn’t have a plan.
“Well I don’t know. But if all this” Kurt motioned to thetrail of hickeys down his neck “doesn’t give him the hint that I’m taking, I’mnot sure what will.” Kurt finished laughing to himself.
“Hey, I was just marking my territory. You are mine. Don’tyou dare forget it! Mine.” Blaine teased.
“Blaine I’m not an object, you can’t own me.”
“Oh trust me, I own you, and you know it.”
“Sure you do, sweetie.”
“I do.”
“Uhhh just hand me that scarf.”
 
 
After breakfast Blaine drove Kurt to McKinley before hoppingon the beltway towards Westerville and Dalton. He kissed Kurt goodbye in thecar and watched him walk towards the building before he drove off.
Kurt was grabbing books out of his locker when Santanawalked by and stopped dead in her tracks. “That scarf’s not hiding anything.”Santana teased with a wink.
 Kurt smiled and wasabout to say something witty in return but was stopped short when he was pinnedup to his locker.
Karofsky slammed him into the locker again with more force. “Whatdoes that mean Hummel? What are you covering up?” He demanded as he began torip the scarf from Kurt’s neck nearly choking him.
“What the hell is this?” Karofsky barked while running hisfinger over the darkest purple mark on crook of his neck.
The hallway cleared out quickly as Karofsky continued toangrily question Kurt.
“I said what the hell is this?! Don’t make me repeat myself!”He yelled.
Kurt swallowed. “I uh-uh it’s uh uh uh um uh—” Kurt beganuntil he was cut off by a fist swinging into his face.
“Your faggy boyfriend do this to you? Huh?” Karofskytaunted.
“Don’t-don’t call him that” Kurt said trying to not soundscared.
“I don’t like you. I don’t like your faggy boyfriend. And Idon’t like the fact that you prance around here with your gayness and gross asshickeys from your faggy boyfriend.  I’mtired of seeing it.” Karofsky stammered.
“If you don’t like me why’d you ask me out?” Kurt asked. Andhe regretted it the second it left his mouth. As the fist slammed into his faceand a hand on his neck cut off his air flow. He felt dizzy, he couldn’t breatheand this began to blur.
Karofsky pushed him further against his locker and tightenedthe grip around his throat and as Kurt’s mouth opened gasping for air Karofskykissed him. His rough lips sloppily and frantically and angrily pressed againstKurt’s.
Kurt fought as hard as he could to break through. He pushedKarofsky away but it wasn’t very effective. As Karofsky attempted to deepen thekiss Kurt bit down hard on his lip tasting the tangy taste of blood. Achievingwhat he wanted Karofsky jumped back breaking the kiss and removing his grip onKurt’s throat.
“What the fuck?” he spat out viciously.
“Stay away from me.” Kurt replied as he shoved Karofskyaway.
“Get back here Hummel!” Karofsky snarled as Kurt began torun away.
Karofsky caught Kurt’s jacket just as Kurt was about to headdown the stairs but Kurt managed to twist out of it still running. That is untilhe fell and tumbled down the flight of stairs, slamming his head into theground as he reached the bottom landing.
Karofsky looked down the stairs to see Kurt’s battered andbloody body lying at the bottom of the stairs.
He hollered down after him “Tell anyone and I’ll kill youand your faggy boyfriend.”
 
 
Kurt had blacked out until a teacher found him and usheredhim to the nurse.
“I’m fine.” He pleaded and she just cleaned up the bloody abrasions,gave him some medication, and sent him on his way.
Kurt roamed the hallways until the bell rang and it was timefor him to go to glee rehearsal.
“Hey Kurt, why weren’t you in last period? I got your notesfor you—oh my God! Kurt are you okay?!?!” Mercedes practically screamed whenshe saw him.
“Dude what the hell happened?” Finn asked but was silencedwhen Kurt gave him an I’ll tell you later­look.
“I’m fine guys.” Kurt said dryly.
He wasn’t fine. He would never be fine.