Designated Driver (Kurtbastian)

Chapter Four

Kurt's phone beeped from where it was sitting on his desk. He had been trying to distract himself from Blaine and Sebastian's Scandal's visit that night with homework. So far it wasn't working. He couldn't help but picture the two of them dancing like they did a few weeks ago. The two of them kissing; maybe even doing more. He picked up the phone to see a text from an unknown number. He first read the message, which stated:

I'm sorry, but I thought you should know.
-Sebastian
P.S. I got your number from Jeff.

Curious as to what Sebastian had texted him with, Kurt clicked on the picture. He gasped when it came into focus as his eyes filled with tears. It was a picture of Blaine sitting on a sofa at Scandal's, making out with a random guy.

The next morning, Kurt woke up to puffy eyes and thirty comments on his latest Facebook post. Since it was Sunday, he could just stay in bed, and prepare for the oncoming terror that was going to be Monday. But he figured that he had to pay a certain Warbler a visit.
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Sebastian awoke to knocking on his dorm room door. He slowly got up, and stumbled his way around the piles of clothes on his floor. He opened the door and was surprised to see Kurt standing on the other side, hand raised as if he was about to knock again. Sebastian looked down at his appearance when he saw the boy give him a onceover and look away with a blush on his face. He figured that the blush wasn't out of the ordinary, considering the fact that he was only in his boxers.

Kurt hesitantly broke the silence by saying, "Hey, Sebastian. C-can I come in?"

Sebastian nodded, opening the door for Kurt to come in. He closed the door behind him and grabbed a pair of sweatpants off his dresser to put on. Kurt sat down on his roommate, Jeff's, bed, wrinkling his nose at the messiness of Sebastian's half of the room. Sebastian sat down in front of Kurt on his bed, asking, "So, what can I do for you?"

"I just wanted to thank you for texting me about Blaine yesterday."

Oh, that's what this is about? Sebastian thought. "It's no problem. I just thought you should know."

"Well, it saved me from a bad relationship, so I really appreciate it."

"Wait, you broke up with him?" What the hell?

"Um, yeah. What else was I supposed to do?"

"I don't know. I just thought that you were the couple who would have a gooey heart to heart and then make up."

Kurt sighed. "Well, I promised myself before I even met Blaine that I would never stay with someone who cheated on me."

"Oh. ...Well, are you okay?"

"Yeah, I had a good cry last night, but I'm fine. It's not the first time someone turned out to not be who I thought they were."

"What do you mean?"

Kurt broke eye contact and stared down at the bedspread below him. It appeared as if he was contemplating something. After a few minutes, he sighed heavily before speaking.

"The story that I told you in the Lima Bean wasn't exactly what happened."

This made Sebastian sit up straighter. Did that mean that Kurt lied to him? That he made everything up to gain sympathy? No, Sebastian decided, Kurt wouldn't have reacted the way he did if he was making it up. But did that mean that his mom wasn't killed by a drunk driver? Or was it something worse?

"When I was fourteen, my mom and I had gone to my grandparent's house for Christmas eve. My uncle drove us home because my dad had to go home early to work on paperwork, b-but I guess he had something to drink," Kurt leaned against the wall and pulled his legs up to his chest as tears started to spill from his eyes, still not making eye contact with Sebastian. "Because my mom had smelled it on his breath and they started arguing. She y-yelled at him to stop driving and he wouldn't. The n-next thing I knew, the car was upside down." Kurt started to take quick, sharp breaths as if he was hyperventilating. "N-no matter how loud I yelled for her to answer me, my mom w-wouldn't-"

When Kurt's breathing got faster and made it too difficult for him to speak, Sebastian didn't even think about it as he sat down next to Kurt and pulled the boy against him, trying to calm him down. Sebastian let out a sigh of relief when Kurt didn't try to get out of the embrace; the boy actually seemed to melt into it. After Kurt's breathing slowed down a little, he spoke again.

"A-a few m-minutes after we had flipped, my uncle h-had pulled me out of the car. I thought that he was g-going to comfort me, but instead he s-started to yell at me."
When Kurt's breathing started to quicken again, Sebastian switched their position. He laid them both down on the bed, and maneuvered Kurt's head to his chest, wrapping his arms around him and trying to calm the boy with his heartbeat. Kurt didn't seem to notice as he continued to tell his story.

"H-he said that it was m-my f-fault that she d-died. Because I was a f-fag."

Sebastian's heart broke for the poor boy. He felt a wave of guilt hit him when he thought of how awful he acted towards him.

"T-then he p-punched me. He punched me so h-hard that I f-fell. He kept punching me until he p-passed o-out."

Kurt stopped speaking after that, trying to calm his breathing, before falling asleep. Sebastian's last thought before falling asleep himself was that he would protect the boy in his arms at all costs.