Badboy!Blaine BadDad!Burt Hurt!Kurt/Bitchy!Kurt

Its better then it sounds i swear

Blaine Anderson had issues. Really bad issues.

Kurt Hummel had issues. Really bad issues.

Kurt walked around McKinley high on is way to Glee club just like everyday. He was halfway there when he collided with a locker followed by a slushy to the face. He simply got back up, took his jacket off and wiped his face with it (it was ruined anyway.) Not one person of the glee club noticed. Kurt Hummel had issues. Really bad issues.

Blaine sat alone in the back of hid Spanish class. He Dad sent him to Dalton school for troubled boys after his last...incident. He had one friend that he quickly drove away. Blaine became rude, snarky but most of all alone. He was the only out gay guy still at Dalton, people hated him regardless. Gay, straight whatever he was hated, loathed. All because of a couple stupid mistakes. Blaine Anderson had issues. Really bad issues.

"You can't be serious!" Kurt cried to Principal Figgins.

"I am afraid I am Mr Hummel. This school will no longer tolerate any of your homosexual advances."

"But HE kissed ME! Not the other way round!" Kurt was tearing up now. He looked to his dad, but Burt just looked ashamed. "Dad?"

"Go Kurt." Burt sighed. A tear escaped.

"Daddy?"

"Kurt, I've tried really hard to treat you like a normal son." Normal, that stung, "But I just can't anymore. Dalton is a boarding school, maybe you should just leave."

"But Glee club..." Kurt choked. Was that all he had?

"You're still there?" Figgon's questioned. When Kurt nodded he bit his lip. "William said you'd left."

"They all ignore me."

"Rightly so, Mr Karofsky said you also attempted to seduce Finn Hudson?" Figgon's snarled.

"But..."

"Not buts. I don't want you to infect anymore of my students!" Figgon's yelled. Kurt turned to his Dad, sobbing now.

"Daddy," Burt looked away, "Dad please say you believe me?" Burt shook his head, "Dad?" Burt looked up as a tear escaped from his eye.

"I tried! I tried to be accepting but all it did was put me in a coma!" Kurt gasped.

"How can that be my fault?" He sobbed.

"Don't you realise of frustrating you are? Sometimes..." Burt looked away.

"No." Kurt growled, "Say it."

"Sometimes I can't tell the difference between gay and girl with you!" Burt yelled then regretted it by the look of sheer betrayal on his face. "You'll go to Dalton. You'll board there and maybe you can come home at summer."

"But what did I even do?" Kurt sobbed, "Please answer me, you're my Dad!"

"You are no son of mine. You haven't been since your mother died." Burt mumbled.

At that moment Kurt Hummel never felt more alone.

"Yo, Anderson!"

"What?" Blaine snapped at who ever was calling him. Oh joy, Wes Parks.

"Hey man, look, uh, I was wondering if you wanted to join our Glee club?" Wes quaked.

"Get lost." Blaine began to walk away.

"You know, none of us know why you are here! I get it's bad but you can start again! That's what Dalton is about!" Blaine kept walking, "Don't be such a coward!" Blaine froze. Wes smiled, sore sot located. "That why you're here? Little Blaine the coward ran away?" Blaine spun around and pinned Wes to the wall by his throat.

"Don't you DARE call me a coward!" Blaine snarled.

"Hey let him go!" David called rushing toward his choking best friend. "What is your problem man?"

Blaine threw Wes down. "Don't get me started."

"So here we are, out of the car kid." Burt sighed. Kurt didn't move. "Your stuff is in your dorm room. Room 640, you have a roommate."

"I still don't understand what I did." Kurt let one more tear fall.

"Man up, Kid. They'll eat you alive if you keep this act up. MAN UP!" Burt cried in frustration, raising his hands. Then for the first time in his life Kurt flinched away from his Father. Burt looked shocked. "Kid, I may not like what you've done with you're life but I'd never ever hit you."

"You haven't called me Kurt for two weeks, Dad."

"Ku...Kid, I just can't. My son left me when you came out. I've been kidding myself otherwise." Kurt nodded bitterly and got out of the car.

"I love you Daddy."

"...I...don't forget your phone, kid."

"Class! Look alive we have a new student!" Mrs Armstang announced to jeers of the class. "Now in tradition of trying to change Mr Hummel will state his name and why he's here. Unlike Mr Anderson he WILL answer, understand?" Kurt nodded and addressed the class.

"I'm Kurt Hummel and I got kicked out of my last school because my principal thought I'd spread the gay and my one friends forgot I existed. The only ones who remembered were the Neanderthals who beat me up...I still have the scars from my farewell party." He laughed bitterly. "Then my own Father betrayed me and sent me here after my worst bully kissed me and...Tried other things, but then claimed I sexually harassed him. Good enough?" Kurt asked the teacher.

"Mr Hummel, I'm truly sorry."

"So am I."

That kid, Kurt, he was just here because he was gay? He was sent to a school for druggy's and Crazies for just being gay? That wasn't right. He should be here. He shouldn't be near people like me. Blaine thought. It wasn't fair on either of them.

Kurt struggled during the day then trudged back to room 640 to find his things in boxes in the far corner. He sighed and began unpacking.

4 hours later he was unpacked and his side of the room was sufficiently 'Kurt' enough. He was about to turn on his IPod when the door slammed and he was met with dark hazel eyes.

"Who the hell are you?" The curly haired boy snapped.

"K-Kurt Hummel. I'm your roommate. And you?"

"Blaine Anderson, I'm your roommate I guess."

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