Scars and Stones: Chapter 1 (Klaine)

Chapter 30

Brock had no idea what to do. When Nathan had left, Dean had made him second in command. He knew Dean had lost a valuable asset, but he had gained another in him. To be honest, Brock had never liked Nathan. He always thought he was weak; that his heart was never really in it. But he never shared his views with anyone else. Brock was smarter than that. Everything had been going great, until Nathan showed up again with news on Blaine. Brock knew Blaine was Dean's prize catch, having lost him two years ago. No one got away from Dean. After all his hard work, Brock had been pushed aside to make room for the 'golden boy.'

Brock's stomach twisted, as he seethed with envy. Dean had picked Nathan over him to help dispose of the girl, when he knew he was better suited to the task. But no, perfect Nathan was picked yet again. It wasn't fair! A thought suddenly came to Brock.

What if Nathan slipped up? What if while he was on watch, he let the queers escape? Dean would be so disappointed in him, and Brock would be the one to get them back. He smiled to himself, as he began to devise a way to make himself top again, and to crush Nathan once and for all.

…

After holding each other for a while, both boys gently pulled out of the hug, rubbing their blotchy eyes.

"How can I have any tears left? They must have all leaked out by now." Kurt said, as his wet face began to dry up.

"I know what you mean." Blaine held his hands to his face, gently rubbing at them. He suddenly felt exhausted; his brain was sluggish as the tell-tale signs of sleepiness set into his limbs. He let out a yawn as he covered his mouth to smother it. Kurt placed his hands on Blaine's biceps, tenderly rubbing them up and down.

"Come on sleepyhead, you need some rest." Blaine shook his head vigorously.

"No way! I'm not sleeping now. Not now that they could come at any moment. You didn't hear what he said. They could come and - and -" He broke off, as he caught Kurt's eye.

"Honey, you've got to sleep at some point -"

"But what if they come?"

"Then we'll know. We'll wake up." Blaine pulled Kurt into him, wrapping his arms around his waist, resting his head on his shoulder once more. Kurt sighed, reciprocating the motion by placing his palms splayed across Blaine's back.

"I don't want to sleep yet. This might be the last chance I - I get to hold you like this." They both knew what he was saying could very well be true.

"Then we'll make it last. I love you Blaine." Kurt felt Blaine's hair tickle his neck as Blaine nodded into his shoulder.

"I love you so, so much." He muttered into Kurt, his breath causing Kurt to shudder. They clung onto one another, swaying slightly in a small dance. Blaine squeezed Kurt slightly harder, causing Kurt to suddenly flinch in pain. He tried to suppress it, but Blaine noticed his discomfort.

"Shit Kurt, I'm sorry! For a moment I forgot -"

"It's ok Blaine. Right now, I need you around me."

"But your bruises -"

"Look worse than they really are. Just hold me, please." Still cautious, Blaine carefully kept his arms around Kurt, but didn't retract from the hug.

"Kurt, I'm so proud of you." Blaine suddenly said.

"Proud? Why on Earth would you be proud of me? You're the one who saved my life. Without you I'd be dead right now." Kurt was surprised by Blaine's words. He'd been beaten up, it wasn't a thing to be proud of.

"Because you've been so strong. From when we first found out about Nathan up until now, you have done everything for me. You've supported me, you chased him away, you've encouraged me to go on. If I hadn't had you, I think I would have gone mad." He paused. "And I'm proud now, because even though they've hurt you, they still haven't won, because you won't give them the satisfaction. You own them, not the other way around."

Kurt's mouth opened and closed, trying to find the words to reply with. This time, he didn't have a witty come back.

"And also, you've given me courage. You've shown me that through everything we've been through, it was possible to love, and be loved in return." Until that point, Kurt had tears in his eyes. But when he heard Blaine's last line, he laughed. Blaine, put out, pulled out the embrace in confusion.

"What? Why is that so funny?" He sound affronted, so Kurt set him straight.

"Your speech was moving, but that last line you quoted straight from Moulin Rouge, kind of reinforced your obsession." Blaine looked at him in bemusement.

"Obsession? I'm not obsessed!"

"Honey, you bought the music notes for the movie, twice."

"To make sure the original was backed up! It was for safety. You never know who or what may come into my room to steal my notes. I swear, the cat was eyeing them up as soon as I put them down - oh my god, I'm obsessed!" He pulled his hands to his face in mock-horror, realising his love of Moulin Rouge was bordering on the obsessive.

"And paranoid, by the sounds of it. Really, what would the cat want with your notes"

"I don't know… probably use it to scheme against me. To steal my voice so that I can never sing again!" Kurt raised his eyebrow, laughing as soon as he realised Blaine was kidding along with him.

"Honey, it's ok, we all have our obsessions. I mean, remember that time I camped out just so I would be first in line at that sale?"

"I know, I was there." Kurt ignored this comment.

"Besides, I'm honoured that you used such a line on me. It is an epic quote, after all." Their smiles fell a bit, as the seriousness of what Blaine had said weighed down on them.

"Really though, I'm serious. Before you, I thought there was no hope for me. At my old school, no one was out except for me and Rory. I tried going out with a couple of girls, but they never worked out. And I wasn't into Rory in that way. We were friends, that was all. I was really lonely. But now - well, I've found my missing puzzle piece. I'm complete."

Kurt didn't know whether to start laughing or crying. Very soon, these words would become memories. But the memories wouldn't exist, if both their lives were taken.

"I have never been so in love with you as I am right now." He replied. He could see tears in Blaine's eyes, as he realised the same thing. They came together again, embracing as though their lives depended on it. They didn't know what lay ahead, but the road could only get bleaker and blacker from here…