Day of Silence [Puck]
Title: Day of Silence
Fandom: Glee
Written: May - June, 2010
Rating: R
Words: 43000 [total]
Summary: After Kurt explains to Mr. Schue that he will be participating in Day of Silence, Schue decides to get the whole club in on it. One chapter for each character, detailing what happened during their day and how it affected them.
Notes: Trigger warnings for sexual abuse, attempted rape, violence, and offensive/crude language.
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"Puck, something's wrong."
He turned, seeing Matt's face creased with worry, his eyes wider than Puck had ever seen them. He was instantly concerned, his own eyes widening and one eyebrow raising, wordlessly saying, 'Tell me.'
Matt grabbed Puck's arm and pulled him into the nearest bathroom.
"I don't want anyone else to hear," Matt explained. "I mean, Karofsky's probably going to tell everyone eventually, so it doesn't matter, but I don't want it getting out yet. Finn's been through enough already."
Puck's expression darkened. Sure, he and Finn weren't on the best terms anymore, but that didn't change the fact that they'd been best friends since elementary school. When Kurt had gone to look for Finn at lunch, Puck had gone too, having a good idea of what may have happened to him. Obviously Matt had found out.
"It was Karofsky at lunch, obviously," Matt started the story, "and since I heard him bragging about it, it's probably not the entire story, but it's all I have since Finn's not talking and nobody else was there and even if Finn was talking he probably wouldn't tell anyone -"
Puck slammed his fist into the nearest bathroom stall. No wonder Matt never talked. This kid could ramble like nobody's business.
"Sorry," Matt got back on track quickly. "Well, obviously Karofsky got ahold of Finn during lunch. Turns out Finn punched his little brother earlier in the day. Karofsky didn't say why, but he probably deserved it. But they wanted to get back at Finn for that, so they took him into the locker room and held him down and let Karofsky's brother beat him up."
Puck was grinding his teeth together, both hands balled into fists. He made to storm out of the bathroom, wanting to beat Karofsky to a pulp, but Matt said abruptly, "Wait!"
He turned back around. That wasn't all? There was more?
"They... also somehow got it into their heads that there's something going on between Finn and Mr. Schue." Matt was squirming where he stood, obviously very uncomfortable with what he was saying. Puck's eyebrows were one bush line, they had drawn so close together. His teeth were clenched tightly together, more to keep him from saying anything than anything else.
"I mean, who cares if there is - not that I believe them - but they, um..." Matt was looking at the ground, shifting his feet. Puck reached forward, tilting Matt's face back up and not caring that it was weird to do that to someone you weren't planning on kissing. His eyes locked on Matt's, wordlessly telling him that he needed to tell him what had happened.
"Karofsky didn't really explain what happened or why," Matt's face was turning pink. "He just said they... uh... wanted to make sure that nothing was going on between Finn and Schue, so, uh, they checked."
Screw this silence thing.
"They checked?" Puck's voice was a low growl.
Matt took a step back. "I dunno what they did, but that's what Karofsky said."
"How do you think they checked?" Puck shook his head, punching a bathroom stall again. "How do you check if someone's a virgin, Matt? How do you think you figure something like that out?"
"You're not..." Matt's face was completely red, eyes wider than they had been before. "They wouldn't! They... they wouldn't want to... right?"
"I don't know, but I'm gonna find out."
Puck slammed his way out of the bathroom, storming back towards the locker rooms. Matt was running after him. Why hadn't he checked the locker room first? It was the only place he and Kurt hadn't thought to check, Kurt running back and forth between empty classrooms and him banging on all the lockers to make sure Finn hadn't been shoved inside one (because contrary to popular belief, Finn can be shut in a locker). The idiots on the football team always used the locker room. He should know, he'd been part of it in the past. They were probably there now, gloating about it...
But when he pushed the doors open and began moving through the sets of lockers, Puck realized that gloating was a far better alternative to what he saw.
Karofsky's younger brother was holding Kurt up against the wall, his large hand pressed against Kurt's collarbone. Karofsky was pacing back and forth, taunting the smaller boy, trying to get him to talk. Puck could see a bruise already forming on Kurt's jawline.
"Karofsky!" Puck all but shouted, both of the brothers turning to look at him.
"Oh look, Puckerman's come to save his boyfriend," Karofsky sniggered. "You too, Rutherford? Didn't know you swung that way too."
"Let go of him," Puck's voice was strong and stern. Nobody questioned Puck when he talked like that. Nobody who valued their well-being, anyway.
"Why should I?" Karofsky's brother asked, and Puck realized that his nose was purple. That had to be Finn's handiwork, the reason he had gotten into this mess in the first place.
"Because I will beat the shit out of you if you don't," Puck said it so matt-of-factly that nobody in the room doubted it. Kurt's expression had softened and the Karofsky brothers both shifted uncomfortably. But that was only for a moment, because Karofsky retorted, "Us against three fags? I like those odds."
That comment obviously pushed Kurt over the edge. He started struggling against the hand that pinned him to the wall, swinging wildly, and trying to land a punch. The sight made Puck realize just how determined Kurt could be and just how useless his determination could be against someone so huge.
"Whoa there, Hummel," Karofsky's brother added his other hand, pressing harder on Kurt's collarbone. "Calm down, calm down, we just want to hear your pretty little voice. Tell us what's going on between you and Puckerman. If you're a good little boy, we won't take a peek like we did with Finn."
Puck launched himself at Karofsky's brother, but Karofsky got in the way, punching him in the eye. Momentarily blinded, Puck staggered backwards, feeling the area smarting. Matt's hands were suddenly under his armpits, helping him stay upright. He blinked a few times, eye throbbing, then launched himself forward again, this time aiming for Karofsky.
He got what he wanted this time, landing a punch on the nose. A couple more blows and he got Karofsky in a headlock, forcing the taller boy to his knees. Matt had pulled the other Karofsky off Kurt, copying Puck and putting him in a headlock as well.
"Not too bad for a bunch of fags," Karofsky grunted, making Puck tighten his hold on the other's neck. Karofsky let out a low moan of pain, obviously against his will.
"You okay, Kurt?" It was probably the first time Puck had ever used Kurt's first name to his face. Kurt was slumped against the wall, breathing hard, but he nodded. "Now, about you two," Puck turned his gaze to the two brothers. "What did you do to Finn?"
"N-nothing, I swear!" Karofsky's brother forced out, speech obviously impaired because of Matt's hold on him.
"Don't lie," Matt's voice was as low and threatening as Puck's. "We know you did something."
"Hey, we gave him a choice," Karofsky got out, still pulling against Puck's arm. "We told him, we said, 'Fess up or we'll look ourselves.'"
"And did you?" Puck really didn't want the answer. He would have given so much to be anywhere but here, finding out what had happened to his best friend. He wanted to beat the crap out of Karofsky until he was unconscious on the floor, to plug his ears and never have to find out.
"Yeah, we did," Karofsky sounded smug.
"And what did you do to him after that?" Puck heard Kurt's gasp, looked over to see the smaller boy's face pale. Obviously Kurt hadn't heard what had happened to Finn, just figured he had gotten beat up or something.
"Nothing," Karofsky's brother answered this time. "We didn't do anything to him."
"Why?" Puck didn't believe them. "I know what you two have done to people before. Last time you got someone's pants off you shot spitballs at his ass. What did you do to Finn?"
Nobody missed the uncomfortable look Karofsky and his brother exchanged.
"We didn't do anything because we're not like you!" Karofsky's brother burst out. "You fags get off on seeing naked guys, and it's disgusting!" Matt tightened his hold, shutting the younger Karofsky up.
"So you're telling me," Puck's voice was shaking, "that you had every intention of raping my best friend and then you figured out that it would make you gay too? Is that what you mean?" His hold on Karofsky had tightened again, making the other gag.
The next uncomfortable look confirmed it.
Puck let go of Karofsky, landing a kick on his backside. He kicked him again, sending him onto all fours, coughing, then went over to Kurt.
"Come here," he put an arm around Kurt's waist, feeling the other shy away from his touch. "I'm not going to hurt you," he promised. "And I'm not gonna talk anymore either."
Matt let go of the other Karofsky, giving him a similar kick to the one Puck had given his older brother, then followed Puck and Kurt out of the locker room. Puck steered Kurt to the nurse's office, Matt following them, and motioned for Matt to explain what had happened once they got there. He didn't really pay attention as Matt spoke; his eyes were trained on Kurt.
He was abruptly reminded of all the times he had taunted Kurt about his sexuality. How many times he had used the word 'fag.' How many times he had thrown Kurt in the dumpster. How many slushies he had hurled at him. How many times he had been the cause of Kurt's bruises, how they had been the reason for more than one high-five with Karofsky.
Puck might be a whore, an asshole, and a Lima-loser, but one thing he swore never to be again was a bully.
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Intro | Artie | Brittany | Finn | Jesse | Matt | Mercedes | Mike | Quinn | Rachel | Santana | Tina | Will | Kurt
Fandom: Glee
Written: May - June, 2010
Rating: R
Words: 43000 [total]
Summary: After Kurt explains to Mr. Schue that he will be participating in Day of Silence, Schue decides to get the whole club in on it. One chapter for each character, detailing what happened during their day and how it affected them.
Notes: Trigger warnings for sexual abuse, attempted rape, violence, and offensive/crude language.
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"Puck, something's wrong."
He turned, seeing Matt's face creased with worry, his eyes wider than Puck had ever seen them. He was instantly concerned, his own eyes widening and one eyebrow raising, wordlessly saying, 'Tell me.'
Matt grabbed Puck's arm and pulled him into the nearest bathroom.
"I don't want anyone else to hear," Matt explained. "I mean, Karofsky's probably going to tell everyone eventually, so it doesn't matter, but I don't want it getting out yet. Finn's been through enough already."
Puck's expression darkened. Sure, he and Finn weren't on the best terms anymore, but that didn't change the fact that they'd been best friends since elementary school. When Kurt had gone to look for Finn at lunch, Puck had gone too, having a good idea of what may have happened to him. Obviously Matt had found out.
"It was Karofsky at lunch, obviously," Matt started the story, "and since I heard him bragging about it, it's probably not the entire story, but it's all I have since Finn's not talking and nobody else was there and even if Finn was talking he probably wouldn't tell anyone -"
Puck slammed his fist into the nearest bathroom stall. No wonder Matt never talked. This kid could ramble like nobody's business.
"Sorry," Matt got back on track quickly. "Well, obviously Karofsky got ahold of Finn during lunch. Turns out Finn punched his little brother earlier in the day. Karofsky didn't say why, but he probably deserved it. But they wanted to get back at Finn for that, so they took him into the locker room and held him down and let Karofsky's brother beat him up."
Puck was grinding his teeth together, both hands balled into fists. He made to storm out of the bathroom, wanting to beat Karofsky to a pulp, but Matt said abruptly, "Wait!"
He turned back around. That wasn't all? There was more?
"They... also somehow got it into their heads that there's something going on between Finn and Mr. Schue." Matt was squirming where he stood, obviously very uncomfortable with what he was saying. Puck's eyebrows were one bush line, they had drawn so close together. His teeth were clenched tightly together, more to keep him from saying anything than anything else.
"I mean, who cares if there is - not that I believe them - but they, um..." Matt was looking at the ground, shifting his feet. Puck reached forward, tilting Matt's face back up and not caring that it was weird to do that to someone you weren't planning on kissing. His eyes locked on Matt's, wordlessly telling him that he needed to tell him what had happened.
"Karofsky didn't really explain what happened or why," Matt's face was turning pink. "He just said they... uh... wanted to make sure that nothing was going on between Finn and Schue, so, uh, they checked."
Screw this silence thing.
"They checked?" Puck's voice was a low growl.
Matt took a step back. "I dunno what they did, but that's what Karofsky said."
"How do you think they checked?" Puck shook his head, punching a bathroom stall again. "How do you check if someone's a virgin, Matt? How do you think you figure something like that out?"
"You're not..." Matt's face was completely red, eyes wider than they had been before. "They wouldn't! They... they wouldn't want to... right?"
"I don't know, but I'm gonna find out."
Puck slammed his way out of the bathroom, storming back towards the locker rooms. Matt was running after him. Why hadn't he checked the locker room first? It was the only place he and Kurt hadn't thought to check, Kurt running back and forth between empty classrooms and him banging on all the lockers to make sure Finn hadn't been shoved inside one (because contrary to popular belief, Finn can be shut in a locker). The idiots on the football team always used the locker room. He should know, he'd been part of it in the past. They were probably there now, gloating about it...
But when he pushed the doors open and began moving through the sets of lockers, Puck realized that gloating was a far better alternative to what he saw.
Karofsky's younger brother was holding Kurt up against the wall, his large hand pressed against Kurt's collarbone. Karofsky was pacing back and forth, taunting the smaller boy, trying to get him to talk. Puck could see a bruise already forming on Kurt's jawline.
"Karofsky!" Puck all but shouted, both of the brothers turning to look at him.
"Oh look, Puckerman's come to save his boyfriend," Karofsky sniggered. "You too, Rutherford? Didn't know you swung that way too."
"Let go of him," Puck's voice was strong and stern. Nobody questioned Puck when he talked like that. Nobody who valued their well-being, anyway.
"Why should I?" Karofsky's brother asked, and Puck realized that his nose was purple. That had to be Finn's handiwork, the reason he had gotten into this mess in the first place.
"Because I will beat the shit out of you if you don't," Puck said it so matt-of-factly that nobody in the room doubted it. Kurt's expression had softened and the Karofsky brothers both shifted uncomfortably. But that was only for a moment, because Karofsky retorted, "Us against three fags? I like those odds."
That comment obviously pushed Kurt over the edge. He started struggling against the hand that pinned him to the wall, swinging wildly, and trying to land a punch. The sight made Puck realize just how determined Kurt could be and just how useless his determination could be against someone so huge.
"Whoa there, Hummel," Karofsky's brother added his other hand, pressing harder on Kurt's collarbone. "Calm down, calm down, we just want to hear your pretty little voice. Tell us what's going on between you and Puckerman. If you're a good little boy, we won't take a peek like we did with Finn."
Puck launched himself at Karofsky's brother, but Karofsky got in the way, punching him in the eye. Momentarily blinded, Puck staggered backwards, feeling the area smarting. Matt's hands were suddenly under his armpits, helping him stay upright. He blinked a few times, eye throbbing, then launched himself forward again, this time aiming for Karofsky.
He got what he wanted this time, landing a punch on the nose. A couple more blows and he got Karofsky in a headlock, forcing the taller boy to his knees. Matt had pulled the other Karofsky off Kurt, copying Puck and putting him in a headlock as well.
"Not too bad for a bunch of fags," Karofsky grunted, making Puck tighten his hold on the other's neck. Karofsky let out a low moan of pain, obviously against his will.
"You okay, Kurt?" It was probably the first time Puck had ever used Kurt's first name to his face. Kurt was slumped against the wall, breathing hard, but he nodded. "Now, about you two," Puck turned his gaze to the two brothers. "What did you do to Finn?"
"N-nothing, I swear!" Karofsky's brother forced out, speech obviously impaired because of Matt's hold on him.
"Don't lie," Matt's voice was as low and threatening as Puck's. "We know you did something."
"Hey, we gave him a choice," Karofsky got out, still pulling against Puck's arm. "We told him, we said, 'Fess up or we'll look ourselves.'"
"And did you?" Puck really didn't want the answer. He would have given so much to be anywhere but here, finding out what had happened to his best friend. He wanted to beat the crap out of Karofsky until he was unconscious on the floor, to plug his ears and never have to find out.
"Yeah, we did," Karofsky sounded smug.
"And what did you do to him after that?" Puck heard Kurt's gasp, looked over to see the smaller boy's face pale. Obviously Kurt hadn't heard what had happened to Finn, just figured he had gotten beat up or something.
"Nothing," Karofsky's brother answered this time. "We didn't do anything to him."
"Why?" Puck didn't believe them. "I know what you two have done to people before. Last time you got someone's pants off you shot spitballs at his ass. What did you do to Finn?"
Nobody missed the uncomfortable look Karofsky and his brother exchanged.
"We didn't do anything because we're not like you!" Karofsky's brother burst out. "You fags get off on seeing naked guys, and it's disgusting!" Matt tightened his hold, shutting the younger Karofsky up.
"So you're telling me," Puck's voice was shaking, "that you had every intention of raping my best friend and then you figured out that it would make you gay too? Is that what you mean?" His hold on Karofsky had tightened again, making the other gag.
The next uncomfortable look confirmed it.
Puck let go of Karofsky, landing a kick on his backside. He kicked him again, sending him onto all fours, coughing, then went over to Kurt.
"Come here," he put an arm around Kurt's waist, feeling the other shy away from his touch. "I'm not going to hurt you," he promised. "And I'm not gonna talk anymore either."
Matt let go of the other Karofsky, giving him a similar kick to the one Puck had given his older brother, then followed Puck and Kurt out of the locker room. Puck steered Kurt to the nurse's office, Matt following them, and motioned for Matt to explain what had happened once they got there. He didn't really pay attention as Matt spoke; his eyes were trained on Kurt.
He was abruptly reminded of all the times he had taunted Kurt about his sexuality. How many times he had used the word 'fag.' How many times he had thrown Kurt in the dumpster. How many slushies he had hurled at him. How many times he had been the cause of Kurt's bruises, how they had been the reason for more than one high-five with Karofsky.
Puck might be a whore, an asshole, and a Lima-loser, but one thing he swore never to be again was a bully.
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Intro | Artie | Brittany | Finn | Jesse | Matt | Mercedes | Mike | Quinn | Rachel | Santana | Tina | Will | Kurt