Summary- What if finn was late rescuing Kurt from the Jocks in "theatricality"? How bad would it have gotten?

A/N- Homophobia warning, eventual Finn/Kurt, first glee fanfic

Can't read my poker face

Chapter 1- The attack

"Go ahead, hit me! I'm not going to hide who I am!" Kurt said defiantly with tears running down his cheeks.

The jocks gave him another shove, "I think I will" one of them said as he reared to strike.

Kurt flinched and closed his eyes as he felt the fist make contact with his lower right jaw line. The hit was so hard it snapped his teeth together and caused him to veer to one side, his wig falling out of place.

His face hit the window behind him as he moved with the strikes momentum but the jocks didn't stop there. One reached and grabbed him by the back of his outfit, pulling hard and ripping the material.

Kurt stumbled back on his high heels as one jock pulled his arms back. The other moved to stand in front, his fists slamming into Kurt's small frame at every angle.

He didn't even have the breath to cry out in pain as his body ached with each hit. He closed his eyes tight as more tears trailed their way down his cheeks as they continued to hit and hurt him.

Then, he felt himself drop to the floor as he felt something crack and break. He coughed onto the floors smooth surface and blearily opened his eyes.

He saw blood.

Not too soon after, he felt the pain explode from his front. It traveled through his stomach and up his lungs with each gasp. He stayed face down on the floor, whimpering with each ragged breath.

"Kurt!" he hear someone call his name but his mind was too focused on the feet that continued to kick him.

"Hey Get off him!" Finn shouted in alarm and fear as he pulled and shoved the jocks away.

"Hey freak cool down! Dude what are you wearing?" one of the jocks asked as he eyed Finn up and down.

Finn was dressed in a red shower curtain in very gaga style.

He was supposed to have been there earlier but a wardrobe malfunction caused a delay.

"None of your business! Now get out of the way!" He shouted as he knelt next to Kurt.

Kurt was crying in pain as he tried to breathe but all he could do was cough up blood onto the floor as it pooled around him.

"Shit man I said no blades!" the Jock said to the other who was holding a hidden knife.

"I wanted to kill that faggot!" The other replied.

Finn looked at them with wide eyes before rolling Kurt onto his side, he saw the red patches forming on his clothes.

"Oh my god….Mr. Shue! Call an ambulance! Someone help!" He yelled in a panic as he tried his best to help kurt, but he still couldn't stop the bleeding.

William was out into the hall in seconds, his phone out and calling an ambulance. He rushed over after he got the ok that they were on their way.

The rest of the glee kids milled out into the hall to stare in shock.

Finn sat down fully next to kurt and pulled him onto his lap, "Just hang on Kurt…please…I still need to say I'm sorry….you shouldn't be afraid to be who you are…I should've realized that…" he said as Kurt looked at him with pain filled eyes.

His skin was sickly pale and blood spotted the corner of his mouth, the front of his outfit was covered in blood and his hands were weakly trying to stop it. They quickly became coated.

"Finn…" his voice rasped out as he coughed up more blood, some landed on Finn's outfit, "ruining yo…your outfit…" he choked out again.

Finn let out a shaky laugh, "stop it…it's just a shower curtain…I don't have the exact flare for fashion like you do…" when kurt didn't respond, his eyes widened, "Kurt please….hang on….you can't go…not like this…"

The two jocks responsible for the attack tried to make a run for it but the glee crew stopped them. Rachel got out her phone and called for the police.

"Kurt….you gotta hang on" Finn pleaded not caring if he sounded desperate as he saw Kurt's glossy eyes start to slide shut, he shook him gently, "keep your eyes open for me….listen to me ok?"

Kurt's eyes slid back open as he looked up at Finn, "I don't want to die…" he whispered brokenly as he coughed again, wincing in pain.

"You won't….not on my watch…you just listen to my voice ok…hang onto that…" Finn said softly before he started to sing softly.

It's so hard to say that I'm sorry

I'll make everything alright

All these things that I've done

Now what have I become and where'd I go wrong?

I don't mean to hurt just to put you first

I won't tell you lies

I'm sorry

I will stand accused

With my hand on my heart

I'm just trying to say

I'm sorry

It's all that I can say

You mean so much

And I'd fix all that I've done

If I could start again

I'd throw it all away

To the shadows of regrets

And you would have the best of me

He paused in his singing as he tried to blink away the tears and banish the thought that Kurt was slipping away in his arms.

The thought grew more distant as he felt Kurt grip his upper arm tightly, using him as an anchor.

I know I can't take back all of the mistakes

But I will try

Although it's not easy

I know you believe me

Cause I would not lie

Don't believe their lies

Told through jealous eyes

They don't understand

I'm sorry

I won't break your heart

I won't bring you down

But I will have to say

I'm sorry

It's all that I can say

You mean so much

And I'd fix all that I've done

If I could start again

I'd throw it all away

To the shadows of the regrets

And you would have the best of me

The sound of ambulance sirens cut Finn's song off as paramedics rushed into the hall. They worked quickly getting the almost lifeless Kurt out of Finns arms and onto a stretcher before they put him in the back of the ambulance as the cops showed up.

Tears trailed slowly from Finn's eyes as he looked at the blood on his hands.

Kurt's blood.

On his hands.

Suddenly Finn stood and stalked over to the jocks, ready to strike, violently.

"Whoa Finn, Don't! Don't be like them!" Puck said as he rushed over to hold Finn back.

He stood in front of them, his eyes full of hate and anger. He reached out and smeared the blood on his hands across their faces.

"His blood's on you now…" his voice was filled with venom, "and if he dies….nothing is going to be able to save you from me." he growled.

The cops quickly walked over and cuffed the jocks before dragging them out.

Will stepped up once the cops were gone and he pulled Finn away.

He looked to Will sadly, "I was too late….I was supposed to save him from this…." his voice sounded broken, he paused, "What if he does die?"

"You can't think like that, we need to be strong. Kurt will pull though…" he paused, "come on, let's get you cleaned up." he said as he walked away with Finn.

TBC