Scars and Stones: Chapter 1 (Klaine)

Chapter 4

"Blaine, Blaine!" Kurt called after Blaine, as he chased him up the stairs. Kurt reached the summit as Blaine locked himself in the Hummel's bathroom. Kurt ran to the door, calling out.

"Blaine, please open the door." Kurt gained no reply, apart from the soft muffled sounds of sobbing. Kurt placed his ear against the door. He waited a few more seconds, before trying again.

"Blaine, baby, please. I won't let anything happen to you, I swear." He still gained no reply from Blaine. Kurt sighed. He knew he had to leave Blaine alone, he wasn't going to get any more out of him until he calmed down. Kurt placed his forehead against the cool wood of the door, closing his eyes.

"I'm going to go downstairs and get rid of him. You come down when you're ready." Kurt moved away from the door, heart pounding in his chest. How was he going to get Nathan to leave? Kurt was nervous, but his concern about Blaine overrode the nausea. He was almost at the stairs when the bathroom door opened.

"Kurt, don't go down there, please." Kurt turned and found Blaine standing in the doorway of the bathroom. Tears were streaming down his face, his eyes were puffy and his breathing was erratic. Kurt walked towards Blaine slowly, searching his eyes.

"Blaine, what do you want me to do?"

Blaine sniffed.

"You don't need to do anything. I need to deal with this. It's just - I really can't face him right now. It's too soon. I know I sound like a right idiot, but -"

"Sshhh, it's all right Blaine. I understand. What he did is unforgivable, no matter how involved he was. I'll go and get rid of him, then we'll do whatever you want." Blaine grabbed his hand, keeping him fixed to the spot.

"I don't want you to be alone with him." Kurt thought for a moment, before saying;

"I'll go down, get rid of him, but you stay on the stairs, just in case something happens. That way I'm not alone with him, and you don't have to see him. How about that?" Blaine looked at him, smiling.

"Have I ever told you that you're the best boyfriend ever?" Kurt blushed, but smiled back.

"You and your words Anderson. Stop the flirting, I've got a boy to dispose of." Blaine laughed, much to Kurt's relief. Blaine hadn't really laughed since they first saw Nathan. Kurt walked down the stairs, half expecting Nathan to have vanished. However, the boy was still in the doorway, not really knowing what to do with himself. He looked up when he saw Kurt approaching him.

"I think it's best if you leave now. He doesn't want to see you right now, and you know why. Please just leave him alone. He deserves not to be scared anymore." Nathan looked hurt, but nodded.

"Ok, I understand. I didn't mean to scare him, I just wanted to explain things to him." He moved to go, but remembered something. He went into his coat and pulled out an envelope.

"I guess on some level I knew he wouldn't want to talk to me. When he's calmer, could you give this to him please? And tell him - tell him I'm so, so sorry for what I did to him." Nathan handed Kurt the envelope, and Kurt took it gingerly. Nathan glanced at the marks still present on Kurt's arm.

"And, I'm sorry I hurt you too. I've been trying to control my anger, I really have. I really didn't mean to grab you that hard. I was just desperate to see Blaine."

Kurt nodded, not sure what to say, as Nathan left the house, closing the door behind him. Once Nathan was gone, Kurt heaved a sigh of relief.

"Blaine, you can come down -" Kurt was cut off by the huge hug Blaine enveloped him in. Blaine clutched Kurt to him, as he felt Kurt wind his arms around you.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you," Blaine whispered repeatedly. Kurt rested his head on Blaine's shoulder.

"It's ok, he's gone now." Blaine held onto Kurt, happy that Nathan was gone and that Kurt was still here, with him, and that everything would go back to normal. He hoped. Reluctantly, Kurt pulled away from Blaine to give him the envelope.

"Blaine, when Nathan left, he gave this to me to give to you. He said -"

"Yeah, I heard what he said." Blaine said, his eyes trained on the envelope. Kurt held it out to him, and Blaine took it. He turned it over and over in his hands, inspecting it. Not looking at Kurt, he moved into the living room and sat down on the sofa. Kurt followed his boyfriend, but remained standing.

"Do you want me to leave you alone to read it?" Blaine, surprised, shook his head.

"No, I want you here. If that's ok?" Kurt smiled.

"Of course it is." He took a seat next to Blaine. Meanwhile, Blaine continued to inspect the envelope, as if it might bite him. He held it for a couple of minutes, just staring at it. Kurt examined Blaine's reaction.

"Blaine, you don't have to read it now. You don't ever have to if you don't want too. But, it is just pen and paper. It can't hurt you." Silently, Blaine handed Kurt the envelope.

"Will you read it to me? Right now, I can't even open it." Kurt nodded, as he began to unseal the envelope. He slipped the note out and began to read.

To Blaine,
If you're reading this, I guess it means you didn't want to see me. Which is ok. Sucks for me, but I get it. After what happened, I'm not surprised. Before I say anything I want you to know how much I regret what happened, and that I'm truly, truly sorry for losing you as a friend. When you came out, it scared me. I'm not going to lie. I despised gay people. I couldn't believe my best friend was gay. I know I sound so ignorant, but at the time I was a stupid kid that couldn't see that his friend needed him.

When Dean decided to - get you, at the time I thought it would straighten you out. I was a total moron. I should have protected you, but I was just so scared of what Dean would do to me if I stood up for you.. You know what he was like. But I know I was a total coward. I should have done something. I'm just so sorry I didn't.

After you left, Brock and Dean began to target other people they suspected of being gay. It was really horrible. After what happened with you, I kind of snapped out of that ignorance and didn't hang out with them so much. They began a whole new bully campaign, which ended up with a student taking their own life. That was the last straw. The school finally got it's ass in gear and expelled Brock and Dean, and some others. That's when I asked for help. I asked my parents to let me go see a counsellor, and ever since then I've been working on my anger. I think I'm finally getting better.

I know in the whole scheme of things, you probably don't care what's happened to me or the others, and I don't blame you. I just want you to know that I am so, so sorry for what happened. I'm not asking for forgiveness, I just want you to know that I'm not a total bastard, that I'm trying to make myself a better person. You were always the voice of reason, the kind one, yet you're the one who ended up in hospital. God, the world really sucks. Hope you have a good life. You don't deserve anything other than the best. If you ever feel like seeing me again, my number's on the reverse side of this letter.

From, Nath.

Kurt finished reading the letter, and looked at Blaine. He had his eyes closed, as he breathed deeply. Tears were falling freely down his face. Kurt dropped the letter and pulled Blaine into his side. Blaine moved closer to Kurt and buried his head into his shoulder, letting his sobs run free. Kurt had a feeling that this would not be the last time that they would meet Nathan.