There was a big crowd surrounding the flag pole that was in front of the school. The American flag flying high in the light breeze. It was weird seeing most of the student body of the small high school standing in front of the school before the first bell. Usually the different groups all hung around what seemed to be their assigned areas of the school. The jocks and cheerios tended to stay by the bleachers, the nerds and geeks near a computer lab or the library studying for their classes. And of course the Gleeks were found in the choir room it they have a morning meeting.
But, not today it seems that something attracted all their attention that slightly cold morning. Nobody even noticed the modest car that pulled into the quiet almost filled student parking lot. Didn’t see the young teenage boy get out of his car looking at his phone wondering why he hadn’t gotten at least a text from his boyfriend, who he hadn’t seen since the end of the glee club meeting the other day after school. But, he wasn’t that worried sometime he forgot to plug his phone in and it’s probably dead.
The boy doesn’t see the crowd until he almost walks in the one of the people in the back of the group. Most of them were sharing whispers. Some even had their phones out and seem to be taking pictures of something that was around the flag pole that he couldn’t see. Within the whispers he thought that he caught the last name of his boyfriend.
This worried him. So, he tried pushing his way up to the front of the group of students. But when he did finally get there nothing would have prepared him for the sight that appeared in front of him.
There tied to the metal pole hung the one and only Kurt Elizabeth Hummel. It was duct tape that was holding him up, the tape wrapped around his ankles and his hands tied behind his back. He stood there in front of the big group eyes wide shocked at seeing the sight of the boy that he fell in love with when he first saw him.
Kurt’s head hung down. His hair a mess with blood matted in from a gash on the top of his head. His chin rested on the top of his bra chest that is littered with bruises. The left side of his ribs look a little concave confirming multiple broken ribs. There were cuts all over his abdomen and some stab wounds and cuts on his arms. Kurt was also was not wearing pants. The only piece of clothing on his thin body was a pair of tattered boxer briefs. One of his legs was at a weird angle showing that it was broken. But that wasn’t even the worse because what they all saw carved into Kurt’s chest with deep cuts was the word ‘FAGGOT” in big letters to make sure everyone knew that Kurt was indeed gay.
It was like of them were in a trance. Just staring at Kurt’s body tied up to the pole. Though some thought that it was right to take pictures and videos of the poor boy.
But, the trance was broken when the boy with wild curly hair, who was rarely seen without Kurt, who was part of New Directions, who only had moved to McKinley this year, let out a blood curdling scream when he saw what happened to his boyfriend. He tried to reach Kurt. He needed to make sure that this was real. To make sure that this wasn’t just a giant nightmare. But, he was stopped by a pair of tan muscled arms.
“Blaine stop okay. Mercedes went to get a teacher, we can’t touch him.” Noah Puckerman told the shorter boy holding him back.
“Kurt,” Blaine screamed trying to get out of the grip of the football player.
“What is going on here,” Came the very loud voice of the one Coach Sue Sylvester.
The crowd of students quickly cleared a path of the Cheerios coach no one wanting to be in her way. Sue walked through the throng of students and stopped in her tracks when she saw Kurt. Emotion passed briefly in her eyes and a whispered, “Porcelain,” betrayed her feeling to what she saw before she went into action.
“GET TO CLASS," She barked at the crowd making some of them jump. They ran out of there not wanting to face the wrath of the coach.
The only ones that were left was the Glee club. “Has anyone called an ambulance,” she asked the group of misfits.
Quinn stepped forward, “Artie is on the phone with them right now. The police are on their way with the paramedics,” Artie was indeed on the phone.
“Lemon head, Frankenteen, help me get porcelain down. And you keep him over there,” Sue pointed to Puck who was still holding back the shorter teen.
Sam and Finn bolted into action at Sue’s orders and rushed to Kurt. Sue pulled out a pocket knife out of nowhere and went to cut the tape that was holding Kurt to the pole. Once the tape was sliced the two football players caught the former kicker and slowly placed him on the ground on top of the jacket that Tina put down, wary of his injuries.
“I. Is he okay,” Rachel’s voice broke the silence looking at Kurt.
“What is going on here,” Mr. Shue’s voice was getting closer to the crowd. He was running from the school and Principal Figgins was behind him.
“Someone has attacked Hummel on the school grounds and then strung him up like a pi�ata. That’s what happened.” Sue looked at the curly headed teacher.
Sue was checking his breathing and pulse, “He’s alive but barely,” She was going to continue but was stopped by the wailing of the siren as an ambulance pulled up to the school. Two paramedics rushed out of the bus and to the group of teenagers and the coach.
Sue backed away as she saw them come up to the group making sure to be out of their way. The paramedics strapped Kurt onto the back board and put him on top of the gurney and wheeled him into the ambulance.
Finn was able to climb into the bus after them after he said that he was Kurt’s step brother. The ambulance rushed out of there leaving the Glee club standing there, Puck still holding back Blaine and most of the girls close or crying.