B's lip trembled and she gave a loud sniff before burying her face in her hands. She had never been fond of violence, but now it was inevitable. She dreaded the thought of losing either of them, and now that, too, was a distinct possibility.

Kurt put his arms around her, "I'm sorry you had to be involved in this....I wanted to tell you about what happened...in my own time, on my own terms, this is, this is something very difficult for me to live with," he said.

She sniffed again and leaned weakly against him. "Do you have to fight?"

He rubbed her back, "If I want my freedom, then yes, Randy will never let me go, he'll keep coming back to torment me and remind me that he has a hold on me. I cannot live this way," he said.

B heaved a shuddering sigh. She was familiar enough with Kurt and Randy VIII's personalities to know that there would be no reasoning with either of them. The best she could do was hope that Randy VIII would stay away so that nobody got hurt...

In the back of his mind Kurt damned Randy VIII again and again, even when he wasn't directly there he was leaving scars and rips all over Kurt's life....the only solution Kurt could see was a future that was blessedly absent of Randy VIII.

As though to give B a moment of peace as well as Kurt, Randy VIII did stay away for a short while. But the day eventually came when he crossed paths with them in public and couldn't resist whistling hello to them.

Kurt attempted to ignore him, holding tight to B's hand and leading her away, hell bent on getting away from Randy VIII.

Having seen very little of Kurt since B had moved in with him, Randy VIII was far from satisfied with such a response. He had not held on for this long to be ignored! What rankled him even more, though, was that B seemed to be expected to ignore him, as well. He hadn't spoken with her since the meeting in which he'd told her about his past with Kurt. The extended family had even planned a get-together, from which B had remained absent--undoubtedly out of fear that there might be conflict. He called out again, this time directly to B. "Hey, sugar, you can talk to me!"
B glanced at Kurt before giving Randy VIII a quick wave.

Kurt bared his teeth at Randy, he did not want B anywhere near Randy, but at the same time he knew that he couldn't force B to stay away, so he hung back and waited.

Randy motioned for B to come toward him and she hesitated, so instead he crossed the sidewalk toward her and Kurt.

Kurt let out a warning growl, "Don't come any closer!"

Randy cocked his head. "Why not? I just wanted to know why B ain't show up at Auntie's party..."
B fiddled with a lock of her hair. "I just... I wasn't sure how... I-I didn't feel well," she stammered, her cheeks bright green. Even if Kurt hadn't tried to keep her from seeing Randy VIII, she was aware of how he felt about it.
"Look at that, you got 'er scared to talk to me," said Randy with a frown.

"B can talk to whomever she chooses, I will not stop her," said Kurt tightly although he unconsciously drew B closer to him and put a protective arm around her.

"You don't exactly make it easy," said Randy. He took another step closer.

"Well that's your fault for causing this whole mess, isn't it?" Kurt snarled moving so that he was in front of B.