Scars and Stones: Chapter 1 (Klaine)

Chapter 20

Kurt and Blaine sat up, untangled their limbs and looked out the window, checking to see if their captors were returning. There was no sign of them, so Kurt and Blaine huddled together on the back seat. Kurt wrapped an arm around Blaine's shoulders, while Blaine wrapped an arm around Kurt's waist. Kurt leaned into Blaine, resting his head on his shoulder, so his hair brushed against Blaine's jaw line.

"How much time do you think we have?" Kurt asked mournfully.

"I don't know - I reckon they're probably on their way back now." Kurt's heart fell, feeling his life slip away second by second. Blaine tightened his hold on him, and whispered into his hair.

"I won't let them hurt you. They'll have to get through me first."

Kurt laughed sadly.

"You always were my knight in shining armour, weren't you?" Blaine gave a small smile.

"On the contrary, you were always mine. I am the damsel, after all." Kurt took the hand that was wrapped around his waist in his own, and pulled it up to rest against his heart. Blaine could feel Kurt's heavy heart beats under his fingertips, could feel the shallow rise and fall of his chest. They remained locked in their embrace, enjoying the closeness they were previously prohibited from. Suddenly, the car lock jumped up, indicating the return of the bullies.

"They're back!" Kurt whispered, as he began to remove himself from Blaine. Blaine quickly pressed a small kiss to his lips, before scooting to the opposite end of the seat. Once they were both an adequate distance apart, they turned to look at one another.

"I love you" Blaine mouthed.

"I love you too." Kurt whispered back, as the door next to him was wrenched open, nearly causing him to fall out. Dean leered in at them, licking his lips excitedly.

"Hello girls, how are we doing in here? I hope you weren't too scared." He took in the tear stained faces, knowing exactly what had caused them. It made him grin in accomplishment.

"What did you do with Quinn?" Kurt asked darkly. Dean bore right into Kurt's eyes, but Kurt didn't look away. Dean was surprised by this defiance, but it gave him a good game to play. Kurt's eyes were filled with finger-biting fear and hurt, but strength also shone from them. It might take a lot to break him, but Dean relished the challenge.

"Let's just say, she's gone to a better place." He retreated and slammed the door, entering the front seat. Kurt felt all breath leave him at Dean's words. They'd heard the gunshot and assumed Quinn was dead, but hearing Dean confirm it brought reality crashing around him again. Blaine saw the shock on Kurt's face, and all he wanted to do was reach out to him. It suddenly occurred to him that he may never get to touch Kurt again. He pushed the thought away harshly. Dean started up the car, pulling away, leaving Quinn behind.

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Quinn opened her eyes, disorientated. From her position on the ground, all she could see were dense trees and shrubbery. Leaves and dirt rustled against her face as she pushed herself up. Once she was up straight, she glanced around her, looking apprehensively for the bullies. No one was there but her. She sighed a breath of relief. How long had she been out? Her head ached, and she reached a tentative hand to relieve some pressure. Slowly, she got to her feet, and began to walk through the shrubs in the direction she assumed she'd been brought through.

As she journeyed forth, she began to realise she couldn't really remember the way, but she persevered and began to run. She had to get back to the car, to stop Kurt and Blaine from being killed. The bullies may have left her alone, but she knew her friends wouldn't get the same treatment. When Dean had mentioned mind games, Quinn instantly knew that what he had planned would be complicated and painful. Although she had grown up, Quinn knew all about mind games and manipulating people.