A.N. Hey folks! This fic is a sequel to 'I Won't Hurt You', so I guess I should recommend reading that first. ^^ If you don't want to, I'll be giving a clearer background in the next chapter. Like before, the first chapter is a short snippet of what's going to happen, so hopefully you'll want to read more!

Disclaimer! I do not own Glee, I only own this particular storyline. If I owned Glee, I'd have Klaine adopt a bunch of stylish kids and live in a big mansion house where lots of fluffiness could occur haha!

Look At Me

'Kurt…'

How could he have known this would happen? Should he have known? Kurt didn't want to admit it but yes, he should have. He let it get to this, and now he was trapped.

'Baby, why won't you look at me?'

Why didn't he learn after last time? His father, Finn, Mercedes…they were all right when they said Blaine was never going to change. They told him it was for the best he was completely out of Kurt's life once and for all. But the truth is he never left Kurt's heart, and certainly was not going to leave his life. Not if Blaine could help it.

'Kurt…Please, just look at me. I'm sorry, okay?'

Kurt's head hurt…he was still bleeding. Why was it blood didn't shock him anymore? The past few days were probably to blame. Blaine had wrecked him, even worse than before. Before, Kurt would have said Blaine was bordering on psychotic, but now it was clear there was no 'bordering' about it. He was crazy. So crazy, he pulled this elaborate scheme just to get Kurt back and to have him alone. What shamed Kurt more, however, was that he fell for it. He played right into his hands. And until he knew what was going, Kurt was loving every second of it. He fell back in love and was paying for it. Kurt just hoped it wasn't going to be with his life.

Kurt could feel a hand pull his face towards him - his dark haired beauty of a tormentor. Kurt's watery red eyes still couldn't meet the other's gaze and he knew that was a bad move. Why hadn't he learned by now that he had to be obedient?

'Kurt - Fuck! -Look at me!'

He was getting angry again, and Kurt instinctively whimpered and tried to roll into a ball on the floor. Blaine, as usual, was having none of it. He grabbed Kurt by the hair and slammed him up against the wall. Kurt forced himself to look into the Warbler's eyes. They were so beautiful, even when they were full of anger. The intensity was breathtaking, and they took all of Kurt in with their darkness.

'Tell me you didn't mean it.' Blaine demanded in a low tone.

Kurt could only stare back, having forgotten what Blaine was referring to. The more he tried to remember, the harder it was to stop shaking. Blaine's fist tightened it's hold in Kurt's hair, causing Kurt to cry out in pain.

'Tell me!'

'I-I can't-!'

'Tell me you love me!'

'I-'

'Tell me you were lying before, and tell me you love me!' Blaine was practically yelling at him now. Now Kurt remembered. Blaine wanted him to take it back. He wanted him to take back what he said about him not five minutes ago. But Kurt couldn't, and in Blaine's mind he was taking to long. He pulled Kurt's head forward and slammed it back against the wall.

No, no please, not this again, please-!

'Why won't you fucking love me?' Another crack.

Please, God, dad, anyone-! Why-

'I took you out here so we could be together, why won't you see that, you piece of shit?' Another.

Why won't he stop? Why won't he see-? Why…

The last time Blaine struck his love's head against the wall led to the pale beauty falling from his grasp, forming a crumpled body on the floor.