A Blind World

Chapter 20

"Are you ready for this?" Zisteau questioned worriedly.

"I guess so."

"You don't have to do this if it's gonna be too much."

"No, I feel like I need to do this."

"Alright, well I'll be right by your side if you need me."

"Actually, Zisteau, I want to do this alone, it only feels right."

Zisteau gave him a worried, but knowing look. "Then I'll be waiting for you when you get back."

Kurt gave him a hesitant smile. "Thanks."

"And, no matter what happens, just remember I love you."

"How could I forget that? You say it all the time." Kurt teases gently.

"Ah, I only say it because it's true."

"I love you too."

Zisteau kissed Kurt briefly. "Good luck."

"Thanks." Kurt smiled as he stepped away from Zisteau slightly.

Kurt made his way away from the castle gate, where Zisteau still stood, a smile on his face. Kurt couldn't help but smile as he shoved his hands in his pocket and made his way through the small town. He was nervous, to say the least, and as he got closer to his destination, it really started kicking in. But it was family, so it should be okay, right?

He reached the bar they were supposed to meet at and walked in nervously. There weren't many people in the bar, which wasn't shocking for the how early it was, but that made it easier to figure out who his Uncle. A man, who he presumed was his uncle, sat at a table. He had long dark brown hair and bubbly blue eyes. He approached the table nervously and sat down.

"I-I'm Kurt, your nephew... It's uh, its nice to meet you." Kurt managed to say as he met his uncle for the first time.

"Its nice to meet you too, Kurt." He spoke, looking over Kurt.

Kurt swallowed nervously, nodding.

"I heard you were getting married."

"Yeah." A small smile tugged at Kurt's lips.

"Who are you marrying, if I may ask."

"Prince Zisteau."

A look of disgust settled on the mans face. "Your marrying a guy?"

"Uh... Yes..."

"That's so disgusting!"

Kurt was hurt and taken aback by his Uncle's words. "No it's not."

The man scoffs. "Yeah, and raping someone isn't wrong either."

That hurt even more. "I-I can't help my father raped my mother..."

"Your mother was an amazing person, and your the whole reason she's dead."

"I-I."

"Your nothing like her, your more like that bastard that raped her."

"I can't help what happened, it's not like its my fault that she died." Kurt says, anger rising in him. "You know, I was so much happier without knowing I had any family!" Kurt says coldly, his blue eyes glaring daggers at the man that was supposed to be family. "Fuck you!"

He turned and started walking away, anger burning inside of him.

"Your just a gay little bitch!" The man yelled after him.

That hit him in the worst way possible. He stalked back up to the man. "I haven't done a single thing to you." He sneers. "So if anyone's the bitch, it's you."

"Why don't you fuck off."

"Gladly, anything to get me away from you." Kurt says coldly and walks away, slamming the door to the bar behind him.

He ignored any waves or greetings given to him as he made his way through the town. He just couldn't believe how horrible his 'Uncle' had been so mean. He'd never done anything to him, not a single thing and that's how he treated him, it made him so mad.

"Hey Kurt, how'd it go?" Zisteau asked, greeting his lover by the castle gates.

"How do you think it went?" Kurt asked angrily as he stormed into the castle, walking right past his lover.

Zisteau blinked in shock. "Kurt?" He questioned, turning and walking after him.

"What?" Kurt asked, anger filling his voice, as he stopped and faced Zisteau.

"Are you ok...?"

"Does it look like I'm ok??" Kurt says, anger burning in his blue eyes. "Why did I ever let you convince me that that would be a good idea?"

"I'm sorry?" Zisteau said confused.

"Good, now leave me the fuck alone."

That stung, badly. "What the hell? I did nothing to you."

"Really? Then who's brilliant idea was it for me to meet my 'family'?"

"I didn't mean any harm..." Zisteau says, putting his hands up in defeat.

Kurt snorts. "Well that's all it brought."

"Can you just calm down so we can talk about this?"

"Calm down? Calm down?? How can I just calm down when my only family hates my guts. How can you be telling me to calm down???"

Zisteau had never seen Kurt this angry, and it was scary, but it also hurt, because all of the anger was being taken out on him. "I'm sorry Kurt, I really am, but taking your anger out on me isn't okay."

"Your the one who caused me to meet him! It's all your fault!" Kurt shouted.

"It's not my fault he was an asshole! I was just trying to help!" Zisteau shouted back.

"I don't want your help!" Kurt yelled, pain evident in his blue eyes. "You know what? I'm done. Here's your fucking ring, I don't want it anymore, not when all it's brought me is trouble." Kurt yelled, his voice shaking as he shoved the ring into Zisteau hand and ran away from the castle.

Zisteau stood there in shock, as everything settled in. He looked to the ring in his hand, and the tears started pouring. He looked  to where Kurt had run to. "Kurt!" He yelled, but he was already gone.

His knees gave out and he sunk to the ground, his body trembling as the tears streaked down his face. Why had he yelled? Why had he lost his temper? He should've been more supportive of his lover instead of loosing it. He was so dumb, probably the dumbest person in the whole world. His gaze fell back to the ring in his hand, the tears continuing to fall. Kurt was gone, he was really gone.