Fic: Don't walk away in silence. [Chapter 1]
Title: Don't walk away in silence.
Author: lady_demolition
Rating: PG (maybe higher later but I don't know yet.)
Summary: Kurt lost his trust in Blaine after he spilled that he might not be 100% gay.
Disclaimer: I do not own any characters in this. I don't claim that any of this happened, it's all just a product of my imagination.
"I don't know if I can do this.", Kurt said quietly, trying not to look into Blaine's eyes.
"What are you talking about?", the brunet boy said, slowly sipping on his coffee.
"This...us hanging out, I don't think I can stand it anymore."
Blaine looked at Kurt in shock, not realizing what he possibly could have done wrong.
Kurt let out a bitter laugh, shaking his head.
"You really don't get it do you?"
Blaine was silent, looking down at his hands helplessly picking on the coffee clutch.
He let out a shaky breath, cleared his throat and spat "No, Kurt. Know what? I don't. I'm trying to help you be yourself but apparently...I'm doing it all wrong. Sorry for caring about you."
His hazel-brown eyes were burning with anger now glaring right into Kurt's crystal blue ones.
He swiftly grabbed his bag, getting up harshly when he felt Kurt's hand grasping his, pulling him back down with light force.
"That's not what I meant Blaine."
"What then? What do you want from me? I don't get why you're attacking me like that, I-"
"I'm attacking you because you hurt me for god's sake! Stop making this all about yourself!", Kurt was trying to keep his voice down since they were at a public place but this conversation was driving slowly him mad.
"You sir are a fucking hypocrite. You know exactly how much I trust and look up to you but god...I kept my mouth shut when you were telling me about your little boy crush Jeremiah and that we should stay friends. And before that, you just wouldn't get my hints even if they were neon coloured, dancing and singing "KURT REALLY LIKES YOU!"! I swallowed it all just because I want you to be happy. But lying to me about you being gay is just the final straw. You can't just drunk!kiss and start dating one of my best female friends right in front of me. Can you even imagine how used I feel right now?"
Kurt took a deep breath, his face flushed with fury, trying to come down a bit again.
"No. I can't. But if you really were a good friend and really cared about me...you wouldn't be like that. I...I'm confused and I need to experiment for myself, find out what I like so I can finally know who I am. You can't take that away from me, we're not fucking boyfriends!" With that Blaine got up, not minding to say goodbye and rushed out the café.
Tears were welling up in Kurt's eyes but he wouldn't let himself cry in public, not because of Blaine.
He quickly grabbed his bag and jacket walking out, trying his best to seem steady.
Kurt headed home as fast as he could.
He carefully opened the door, hoping it wouldn't make a sound so Burt wouldn't ask him questions he really didn't want to answer right now.
He pushed the door open, jumped a bit when it made a creaking noise and looked around to see if he could pass without being bothered by his dad.
He slipped in and was just at the stairs when he heard Burt call his name.
Kurt rested his head against the wall, letting out a sigh and answered.
"Hey dad!"
He heard his father's steps and wished he could just become invisible or just get sucked down into a black hole right now, disappearing.
"Hello Kurt, what's going on?"
"Not much...just got home and uhm...I'm a bit tired so...I'll just go to my room.", he was just starting to walk away when Burt held him on his shoulder, turning his son around so he had to face him.
"Look at me."
"No, dad...I really...I just."
"What happened?"
"Nothing.", Kurt tried so hard to sound honest but Burt was looking right through him.
"Don't lie to me boy, I can tell something happened. Talk to me Kurt. Did this Karofsky-kid threaten you again? If he did I swear to god I-"
"No! No! He didn't. Listen. Dad...I-I can't talk to you about this right now...I need to think.", Kurt said softly.
"Ok...but if it's something bad or you really need to tell someone...you know where you can find me."
"Yeah, sure...thanks dad."
Burt petted his son's shoulder and went into the kitchen.
Kurt let out a shaky breath still fighting back his tears.
He quickly walked into his room, let himself fall on his bed and finally let it all out.
These damned tears of anger, sadness and disappointment.
He took out his phone, typing "Rachel, I really need to talk. Are you there tonight? xo <3"
Send.
Kurt wanted to tell her what was going on as well as he wanted someone to talk to.
Someone who might understand why he was upset.
He pressed his head into his pillow.
Why couldn't it just all go away?
Author: lady_demolition
Rating: PG (maybe higher later but I don't know yet.)
Summary: Kurt lost his trust in Blaine after he spilled that he might not be 100% gay.
Disclaimer: I do not own any characters in this. I don't claim that any of this happened, it's all just a product of my imagination.
"I don't know if I can do this.", Kurt said quietly, trying not to look into Blaine's eyes.
"What are you talking about?", the brunet boy said, slowly sipping on his coffee.
"This...us hanging out, I don't think I can stand it anymore."
Blaine looked at Kurt in shock, not realizing what he possibly could have done wrong.
Kurt let out a bitter laugh, shaking his head.
"You really don't get it do you?"
Blaine was silent, looking down at his hands helplessly picking on the coffee clutch.
He let out a shaky breath, cleared his throat and spat "No, Kurt. Know what? I don't. I'm trying to help you be yourself but apparently...I'm doing it all wrong. Sorry for caring about you."
His hazel-brown eyes were burning with anger now glaring right into Kurt's crystal blue ones.
He swiftly grabbed his bag, getting up harshly when he felt Kurt's hand grasping his, pulling him back down with light force.
"That's not what I meant Blaine."
"What then? What do you want from me? I don't get why you're attacking me like that, I-"
"I'm attacking you because you hurt me for god's sake! Stop making this all about yourself!", Kurt was trying to keep his voice down since they were at a public place but this conversation was driving slowly him mad.
"You sir are a fucking hypocrite. You know exactly how much I trust and look up to you but god...I kept my mouth shut when you were telling me about your little boy crush Jeremiah and that we should stay friends. And before that, you just wouldn't get my hints even if they were neon coloured, dancing and singing "KURT REALLY LIKES YOU!"! I swallowed it all just because I want you to be happy. But lying to me about you being gay is just the final straw. You can't just drunk!kiss and start dating one of my best female friends right in front of me. Can you even imagine how used I feel right now?"
Kurt took a deep breath, his face flushed with fury, trying to come down a bit again.
"No. I can't. But if you really were a good friend and really cared about me...you wouldn't be like that. I...I'm confused and I need to experiment for myself, find out what I like so I can finally know who I am. You can't take that away from me, we're not fucking boyfriends!" With that Blaine got up, not minding to say goodbye and rushed out the café.
Tears were welling up in Kurt's eyes but he wouldn't let himself cry in public, not because of Blaine.
He quickly grabbed his bag and jacket walking out, trying his best to seem steady.
Kurt headed home as fast as he could.
He carefully opened the door, hoping it wouldn't make a sound so Burt wouldn't ask him questions he really didn't want to answer right now.
He pushed the door open, jumped a bit when it made a creaking noise and looked around to see if he could pass without being bothered by his dad.
He slipped in and was just at the stairs when he heard Burt call his name.
Kurt rested his head against the wall, letting out a sigh and answered.
"Hey dad!"
He heard his father's steps and wished he could just become invisible or just get sucked down into a black hole right now, disappearing.
"Hello Kurt, what's going on?"
"Not much...just got home and uhm...I'm a bit tired so...I'll just go to my room.", he was just starting to walk away when Burt held him on his shoulder, turning his son around so he had to face him.
"Look at me."
"No, dad...I really...I just."
"What happened?"
"Nothing.", Kurt tried so hard to sound honest but Burt was looking right through him.
"Don't lie to me boy, I can tell something happened. Talk to me Kurt. Did this Karofsky-kid threaten you again? If he did I swear to god I-"
"No! No! He didn't. Listen. Dad...I-I can't talk to you about this right now...I need to think.", Kurt said softly.
"Ok...but if it's something bad or you really need to tell someone...you know where you can find me."
"Yeah, sure...thanks dad."
Burt petted his son's shoulder and went into the kitchen.
Kurt let out a shaky breath still fighting back his tears.
He quickly walked into his room, let himself fall on his bed and finally let it all out.
These damned tears of anger, sadness and disappointment.
He took out his phone, typing "Rachel, I really need to talk. Are you there tonight? xo <3"
Send.
Kurt wanted to tell her what was going on as well as he wanted someone to talk to.
Someone who might understand why he was upset.
He pressed his head into his pillow.
Why couldn't it just all go away?