Kurt:
I stared at the little mini groom and bride in my locker. I had just talked to Finn about dancing with Carole at the wedding. They had just told us the news this morning. Apparently Finn is going to be a 'stud' at the wedding. I could only lean towards him raise my eyebrows and say, "Totally."
I picked up the small little figure, shut my locker, and turned to see Karofsky. I was immediately repulsed by his presence. Anger and fear welled up inside of me and fought for control yet again.
"I don't want you near me," I said sternly. I hated the hint of fear that sat on the edge of my voice.
Karofsky was taking small steps towards me. His face was that of a predator. His eyebrows twitched up to show that he really didn't care. He placed a finger on my chest and pushed me back a few inches.
Fear won.
His face came in close to mine when he suddenly smiled. As if pleased by the terror written into my face. He snatched the mini groom and bride out of my hand and looked at it.
"Can I have this?" It would sound like a honest question but I could almost hear the growl behind his voice. When I kept staring at him and didn't reply he smiled yet again.
"Thanks, " he said as he walked past me and put it in his letter-man jacket pocket.
I was petrified.
Mr. Shue was talking to two girls when he looked up and saw me. A repeat of going to the principle's office happened again. Only this time I spoke.
"You don't understand. Every time a locker slams shut I flinch, or I round a corner, I jump. I feel like I'm in a horror movie and I'm being stalked my some horrible monster. I feel like I don't belong here. You just don't know what's going through Karofsky's head. What he is capable of."
"What's that supposed to mean?" Mr. Shue asked as he turned to face me. I stood and got ready to leave the room. As I pushed the door open I turned back only slightly to them.
"Nothing... absolutely nothing."
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I ran out to my truck and locked myself in.
Why am I always running away? Why am I always crying?
I shoved my knees up to my chest and cried into them as I wrapped arms around myself. I shook as the day's events took hold of my mind. I hadn't even gotten through to lunch and I was ready to bail.
I sighed as the last of my tears rolled down my face. I sucked in a deep breath and went into my upper shirt pocket to get my keys. I felt my chest. They weren't there.
Holy. Friggin'. Crap.
I groaned as I got out of my car and headed back to the school. I held myself tight because of the cold wind whipping around me.
Suddenly I felt a strong hand wrap around my arm and tug me sideways. I looked up and saw Karofsky. I opened my mouth to scream at him to let me got but he pulled my back against his chest and clamped a hand over my mouth.
I flailed my arms and legs, trying desperately to get out of his grasp. I heard a familiar jingle of car keys when I noticed that I was being pulled to my truck.
When I was tossed in the back seat I felt Karofsky's weight on me. He held me down. I kept trying to push and squirm but he was too strong.
"Get off me!" I cried. "What do you want? Please stop! You're hurting me!" I felt something blunt against my head.
That's when the world went black.
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My eyes opened to see darkness. I lifted my head and realized that I was laying on my stomach. I moved my arms but they didn't budge. Some type of cloth was holding them in place. My legs were the same. I panicked as I looked around the small square room.
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Misery (Klaine)
FanfictionKurt doesn't speak much. If he ever finally does speak up, will he have the courage to face his fears? Will he take chances? Or will he let his life be ruled by complete and utter terror? Is he the only one with damage? XXXXX I was not silent in m...