Disclaimer: Sadly, I don't own glee or any of its characters. I'm not affiliated with Ryan Murphy, either.

This is my first story and I'd really like feedback. If people like this, I'll definitely make sure to post at least a chapter a week, and if I don't, I'll try to make the next chapter twice as long to make up for it.

Soulmate: The name written on your hand determines who your soulmate is. It appears at the age of 16 and takes several weeks to complete. It is often said to be slightly painful. Your soulmate is the person you are destined to be with, and on rare occasions, your soul mate is of the same gender as you.

SLAM!

Karofsky sent Kurt sailing into his locker. Nobody turned their head to help him. No one acknowledged him. He had never felt more alone in his life.

All his life, Kurt had been bullied. At first, it was because of his voice. Then, it was his clothes. Now, it was because of the name on his wrist.

Blaine Anderson

Just the name was enough to make him fall in love, yet it was also enough to make his life a living hell. Since he was gay, people weren't that accepting of his soulmate's name, but because he lived in Lima, it was like a death sentence.

It gave the Neanderthals an even better reason to slushie him daily, toss him into dumpsters, and throwing him against the lockers.

"Watch it, homo!" Dave yelled as he fell to the ground.

Kurt winced, knowing he'd have another bruise to explain to his dad, who'd already caught him once the previous week:

Kurt came home right after school to change out of his clothes, since he'd been slushied twice. He'd forgotten his spare outfit that morning and desperately wanted out of his stained clothes.

Right as he pulled his shirt up, his dad walked into his room to ask him a question about supper.

"Hey, Kurt! What's the name of that dish y—what the hell, Kurt?! What happened to your back?!" his dad questioned angrily.

"N-nothing, dad. I've just been falling a lot during glee club." He stuttered, hurriedly shoving a clean shirt on.

"Don't lie to me, Kurt."

Kurt sighed, knowing he'd have to tell him sooner or later. Burt was very good at knowing when something was amiss.

"I've just been having a hard time with the bullies lately, dad. Don't worry."

His dad knew it wouldn't do him any good to question Kurt further, but he said "Fine. But if I hear about one more incident, you're being taken out of that school. I won't stand for this any longer, Kurt."

"I understand, dad..."

"—and then we got back tog—KURT! Are you even listening to me? I'm trying to tell you how Finn and I got back together and you're completely spacing out on me!" Rachel fumed the next day at school.

Rachel and Finn were soulmates, but they had quite a few issues with staying together. One day, Rachel would be overly obnoxious and dump him if he ignored her, and the next, they'd be back to their old routines.

"Rachel, I am so sorry. I- I don't feel that well today. I think I'm going to head home, okay? Tell everyone in glee I'll be there tomorrow, will you?"

"Fine, but you had best feel better by this weekend. We have our sleepover, remember?"

How could he forget? She reminded him every day when they planned them. He really wished Mercedes hadn't stopped going to them. It was torture with it just being Rachel.

She always picked the nastiest vegan snacks she could find and forced Kurt to eat them. He wasn't allowed to go to the bathroom upstairs, either. That was annoying. Then there was the fact that her dads would always ask him if he'd found his soulmate yet.

He shook his head and walked over to his locker to get his things. After he grabbed his bag and closed his locker, someone grabbed him and started to drag him towards the locker room. He tried screaming for help, but he was hit hard in the stomache, making him gasp for breath.

"Shut up, fag!" He heard someone scream in his ear.

Someone else hit him, then. He whimpered in pain, only to be beaten worse. 'They're going to kill me.' He realized. After a while he stopped trying to get away and just lay there.

"Dude, I think he's had enough." One of them said.

"No! I'm not done with this little disgusting queer!"

Karofsky

Of course. He had tried to kiss him last month, but Kurt slapped him in the face. Kurt knew his secret. David Karofsky's soulmate was a boy. He'd threatened to kill Kurt the next week. Somehow, Burt hadn't figured that out yet. It seemed like he was keeping his promise, too. The reason why this was taking place was a mystery to him, though. He hadn't told anyone.

His head hurt and his body ached. Soon, he stopped thinking, stopped reacting. He just let himself fall into the darkness, losing consciousness.

Author's Note: Okay! So, like I said, this is my first fanfic and I really love the ones with soulmates, so I decided to write my own. It's not going to be all rainbows and butterflies, but Klaine is endgame. I'll try to add humor when I can and I'll take advice on how you want things to happen.