Lost then Found 9/15
Chapter 9:
He decided the only way through the rest of the wedding weekend was to be smashed off his ass.
So he went back to the bar, ordered four more drinks, downed them
in quick succession, listened to some sickeningly sweet toasts by Dave
and Lance. He scoffed at Lance’s, and then stumbled outside to finish
the last of his vodka and tonic. All the while still trying to kill
those damn fucking pigs.
“WHY WON’T YOU DIE YOU STUPID FUCKING PIGS!?!!?!??!"
“You okay, Kurt?”
Kurt tried to squint his eyes to bring the person into focus.
It was Finn, who had followed him outside,
“I can’t kill these fucking pigs! Die you motherfuckers. Seriously. I’m gonna shoot you in the face if you don’t die.”
Kurt was about to the throw the phone into the fountain outside the restaurant, when Finn grabbed it from his hand.
“Okay, you don’t want to do that, believe me. Secondly, why are you so drunk?”
“Because life sucks. “
“Why does life suck?”
“Because Luke broke up with me a few minutes ago, and Dave is
marrying Lance, and I’m a mess emotionally and no guy wants me, and I
can’t kill those fucking pigs.”
“Okay, well, stop playing Angry Birds when you’re drunk, second,
quit being a pussy. So what if Dave is marrying Lance? Why does that
mean you have to give up your life? Go out and find yourself a hot
fucking boyfriend, and quit using Dave not loving you enough as an
excuse not to be happy.”
“Why are you being so mean?”
“I’m not being mean. I’m being your brother. You’re acting like a
pussy. Now go back to your hotel room and sober up. Tomorrow is a big
day.”
“I don’t want to go back there. I’ll be lonely.”
“Fine. You can stay with me in my room. Rachel can share a bed with sissy.”
“Okay.”
Finn went back inside to wish everyone a good night and that he was taking Kurt back to the hotel.
Dave came out just as Kurt was finishing the last of his drink,
“So, you couldn’t stay sober for one night?”
“You couldn’t stay away from me for one night?”
“What is that supposed to mean?”
“What do you want from me, Dave? You want me to get over you and
to stop sleeping around? I did and then got dumped in the process! You
want me to help Lord Sauron plan your wedding? I did and I bit my tongue
so hard I have scars now on it! You want me to pretend to be happy for
you, when I know you’re making the biggest mistake of your life? I’m
fucking doing it! What more could you possibly want?”
“I want you to be happy, Kurt.”
“Well guess what, you don’t always get what you want. I’m not
happy, and I probably won’t be for a very long time and there is nothing
you can say or do to make me okay with everything, especially you
marrying someone who is using you.”
“Don’t start again, Kurt. Okay? You’re drunk and I’m tired and I don’t want to start something I know we’ll regret tomorrow.”
“Yeah, we both know where that will lead us.”
“Seriously, Kurt, stop.”
“Believe me, I’m trying, but you’re not making it easy on me.”
“Why can’t you just be okay with me finding happiness?”
“It is not about you finding happiness, Dave. It’s about the man
you chose to find that happiness with. He is not right for you, he is
using you, and one day you’ll wake up to realize that he hurt you more
than I ever could. I’m telling you the truth and I know you don’t want
to hear or accept it, but there it is. There’s nothing more I can say or
do. And in fact I’m not going to.”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean, I’ m done with it all. You have the perfect ceremony
planned. There’s nothing more for me to do. I can’t in good conscience
stand up and watch you marry someone I know will hurt you. So, I’m going
home. Good luck with your life and your marriage, I hope one day, we
can at least be civil to one another.”
Dave stared at Kurt in shock,
“You can’t possibly mean this, Kurt. Quit being so dramatic.”
“I’m being serious, Dave. Finn can act as your best man tomorrow. I will not be here. “
Kurt walked over to Dave, kissed him on the cheek and walked away, while brushing tears from his eyes.
It felt oddly surreal, as if he was walking in slow motion. He
waited for Dave to stop him and tell him he couldn’t leave, but that was
pipe dream.
He got back to the hotel room, called Patrick to book him a
private car to take him home in the morning, got himself a private room,
and jerked off thinking about Dave pressing him into the bed and into
him like on that night weeks ago, when he finally let his walls down. He
came with the sound of Dave’s name on his lips. He cleaned himself up
and fell into a deep sleep
Kurt woke early the next morning, got his flight information from
his email, and hugged his family goodbye. He told them to enjoy
themselves, but he couldn’t be there. It was rather embarrassing trying
to explain to his dad why exactly he couldn’t be there, but when Burt
realized how much his son loved David and that seeing him marry someone
else was physically painful, he understood.
Kurt got on his flight to Ohio then. He hadn’t been to Lima in
far too long and he was ready to go back to his old room, lay in his bed
and feel safe and comfortable for the first time since Dave told him he
was getting married to someone else.
Two hours later he was disembarking and saw the sign decorated in glitter that said, “I’m waiting for Kurt Hummel, bitchces!”
“Hey, Tana”
“Hey, bitch.”
“I take it, Brittany helped you create that.”
“Yeah. She insisted when I told her I was picking you up from the airport.”
“How are you and Brittany?”
“Never better. The sex is still great, and she just finished her degree to be a kindergarten teacher.”
“That’s awesome. I can see her with kindergartners.”
“I know. It’s sort of perfect. She’s a teacher and I’m a psychologist.”
“And I’m basically a unemployed actor with no boyfriend and no life.”
“It’s not that bad.”
“Not that bad? I made a fool of myself last night, and managed to lose a job, a boyfriend, and my best friend all in one night.”
“Job?”
“I was sort of offered this costuming job on Broadway by Lance’s
stepmom, but after I made a drunken fool of myself at the rehearsal
dinner, I’m pretty sure I’ll never hear anything back.”
“Well, don’t focus on that now. You’re in Lima again! We have to go see everyone.”
“Do you mind if I got back to my house first? I just want to
sleep in my old bed for a few hours, then I promise we can do whatever
crazy things you’ve come up for us to do.”
“Okay. You get some sleep, and I’m going to recruit Puckerman and Evans for some fun.”
“Should I be worried?”
“Do I keep razors in my hair?”
“Glad to know some things never change.”
“Glad to know some things do. I’m really glad you’re here, Kurt. Seriously.”
Santana dropped Kurt off at his house, waved at him and told him she’d call him in about six hours to pick him up.
Kurt slept then and awoke when he heard pounding at the front door.
Who in the world would that be?
He opened the door to see Dave standing there
He opened the door to see Dave standing there.