Silence [Discontinued]

VI

The next time he passed out, Sebastian woke up the same way. The time and positioning of the ice pack always changed, but the one constant was that Kurt was always in the dorm. He only left once Sebastian had woken up, if he left.

One day Sebastian woke up earlier than usual, a splitting pain in his head. Someone was gently cleaning part of his forehead, making it sting in pain.

There was the sound of a bandage being cut to size and he felt gentle hands bandaging the stinging spot on his head.

"I can see why he didn't want a roommate," a voice said softly. "He's going to get a concussion if this keeps happening. If he didn't already."

There was the sound of pills tipping out of a bottle and being set on the table. An ice pack was carefully set on Sebastian's forehead.

There was a sigh. "He has the same green eyes. A bit lighter hair, though."

There was a pause.

"I miss him, you know," they whispered, voice breaking. "I know I shouldn't. They'd think I'm crazy if I told them. He hurt me, and there's no going back from that. I just miss him. It's lonely."

There was a stifled sob. "Maybe, maybe if Blaine wasn't here. Just the sight of him reminds me of that night."

After a silence, they started speaking again, voice slightly muffled. "And look and me. Look at this. The only time I can actually talk to someone, they're unconscious. I'm just talking to myself here with the illusion of talking to someone else."

They sniffed, and Sebastian heard them stand up. "Whatever. I need to get over it."

There was a creak of bedsprings and Sebastian assumed they sat on the other bed, which would mean it is Kurt.

He had never heard him speak before. His voice was almost hypnotic.

Sebastian just lie there a while, eventually drifting off to sleep.

When Sebastian woke up for the second time, he sat up carefully and rested against the wall.

"What's six times seven?" a soft voice asked. Sebastian looked over, seeing Kurt looking at him concernedly.

"Forty-two," Sebastian answered quietly. He found himself able to talk to Kurt all of a sudden. Maybe it was because he trusted him a bit now.

Kurt blinked, looking momentarily disarmed. "I didn't know you were French."

Sebastian chuckled.

"Um, current president?"

"Obama, isn't it?"

Kurt nodded. "Hopefully you don't have a concussion, then."

"You're talking to me," Sebastian pointed out.

Kurt smiled softly. "Yeah. You're talking to me too. And not passing out."

Sebastian blushed. "It's not that bad. If you don't mind me asking, why are you never in the dining hall?"

Kurt shifted uncomfortably. "There's just someone I'd rather avoid. And it's not like I have an appetite, anyway."

"Is it Blaine? Because he walked over to me and asked if I knew why you were avoiding him."

Kurt winced. "He's determined, isn't he? What did you say?"

"Um, everyone was staring at us and I became a stammering mess and started having I panic attack, he asked me if I could speak English, he asked if I was okay and set his hand on my arm, I left the dining hall and passed out. So, I didn't really say anything."

"That's one way to avoid answering a question. What do you usually do when someone tries to talk to you?"

"My face is usually expressionless because I don't want the panic to show through, and I kinda nod and shake my head until they get the hint and leave."

Sebastian bit his lip. "Blaine and his group of people are fond of saying I have the personality of a brick," he admitted. "They weren't too happy when I showed you around instead of Jeff, who always showed around the new students."

Kurt looked horrified. "They say that in front on you?"

"They never realize I'm there. They actually felt bad for you, just because you were my roommate."

Kurt shook his head. "You don't believe them, do you?"

Sebastian shrugged. "I mean, are they wrong?"

"They're assholes. I actually feel lucky to be your roommate, because I'm the only person in this school that knows you. I wouldn't be if we weren't roommates."

Sebastian's mouth opened slightly. "You really feel that way?" he asked softly.

"Of course."