As If It Was Easy

Chapter 28

The transition from their house to the car was silent. Neither of the boys put up a fight. Blaine was busy wondering about a certain name that appeared on Kurt's lap top. Yes, he'd seen the name Karovsky, and it was the only thing on his mind since. Why was it there? Why was Kurt associated with his worst enemy?! Kurt was in shock. He'd seen people get gay bashed before, but he never would've expected it to happen to him. The worst he'd ever gotten was a slushy facial!

But the worst part was the fact that they couldn't speak to each other. Or rather, they could, but Kurt was too scared to, and with their last conversation, they needed time to process things. In the back seat they sat, not looking at each other and adjusting to the feeling of duct tape on their hands.

In the front seat, Jack was beginning to realize what he'd just done. He hadn't meant to actually carry out with the plan, but once he'd gotten everything ready, he didn't feel as if he could stop himself. His hands shook as he drove to the place that would hold his two new hostages. It was too late to go back now. If they went back, one of them would snitch, then he'd never get revenge. 

Azimio wasn't thinking clearly at all. His face stayed stone cold and he showed close to no emotion. Karovsky, however, was still on his computer reading a response to his email.

"Karovsky, things are bad as you can tell. Blaine is getting suspicious and all I have as an excuse is that this is my job. I knew it was unbelievable the second I said it but I can't change it now! Then he'll know I'm lying. I know I'm gonna have to tell him but what if he gets mad at me? I mean he probably won't but we've been through enough! and he wanted to relax tonight! With everything that's happened I was really looking forward to it..."

Karovsky groaned. Most of the email was as gay as can be. Still, he was willing to help. He didn't want to kill his enemy... Just rough him up a bit. It was part of his daily routine. 

He hated the fact that Kurt seemed to still be online, but not replying to his messages. In fact, they all said read as if he had just slipped away and left his computer running. Worse than that, Kurt's email contained more than one grammar mistake. That wasn't normal. Kurt doesn't 'do' typos.

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Blaine was beginning to panic now. Everything in his life was agaisnt him. Jack, his father, the school, and recently Kurt. He wished they'd at least sorted out the conversation before Jack kidnapped them. Then that same feeling of vulnerability and dread washed over him. At first, Blaine didn't notice it. He let it pass by as his eyes welled in tears. But even when he realized he was feeling the very emotion that left him hating himself, he remebered what Kurt had told him a few days before.

Holding in your emotions isn't good for anyone. Even if I'm not there to help you through it, it's still okay to cry. Sometimes it's the only thing that'll make you feel better.

Well, if Blaine thought he was emotional before... Kurt was in a similar situation beside him. Tears rolling down their cheeks while they realized they might have the worst luck in the world. after a few moments, Blaine stole a glance to his boyfriend who was already looking at him. They subconsciously inched closer to toward each other. Kurt put his head on Blaine's shoulder which satisfied them both for the time being.

That is, until Jack found himself screaming at them. He hated their love in that moment, and that anger fueled his revenge quest yet again.

"Hands off each other!" He yelled. "No touching, kissing, lovey dovey faggy ass shit!"

Kurt flinched away from Blaine. More silence. They didn't move for the rest of the way there.

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When Kurt woke up, he was greeted by the cold tile floor. Taking in his surroundings made him feel like a creature some weird scientists were looking for. He was in a box-like room with a tile floor... alone. That was more terrifying than anything he could've imagined. The first word that escaped his lips.

"Blaine!"

A few seconds later, "Kurt!"

It was obviously far away from him. Kurt closed his eyes for a moment, wondering if this was all just another one of those terrifying dreams. He was going to a therapist if it was. He got up and tried to find a way out of the room. The first thing he felt was the outlines of a door. Considering how dark it was, he groaned when he found the pad lock. In the distance he could hear loud crashes. 

Blaine was trying to kick, slam, and pull the lock open. Nothing was working. He sank down to the freezing floor and put his head in his hands. He was trying everything he could think of to stop worrying. His brain seemed to think, like always, of the worst things that could be happening. The absolute worst being anything harmful and Kurt. 

While the two panicked, Jack watched from separate cameras.

"Okay, they've been separated. You saw how they do without each other. Can we put them back where they belong now?" Azimio said, watching from behind.

"Fuck no."

"Why did you let Karovsky leave but not the rest of us?!" Azimio snapped.

That was enough for Jack flash the shiny object a second time, instantly silencing the other boy.

"Because Karovsky is gay anyway. He's a fag just like these two."

"He t-told you?"

Jack slowly nodded. Azimio gawked before heading to tell the others. 

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"Where've they gone?" Carole asked Finn. "It's been hours."

"Probably out on a date." Finn said, not taking his eyes off Rachel in the FaceTime call. "Kurt always loses track of time with Blaine."