Summary:
When 4 year old Kurt Hummel walks into nursery with bruises all littered up on his arms, Blaine immediately becomes concerned, his suspicions do not calm once his father collects him in a rage, that was the last time Blaine Anderson saw 4 year old Kurt Hummel
12 years later, Blaine Anderson is now a fully qualified teacher at William McKinley High School, what happens when Blaine recognizes Kurt from that one day in the nursery and sees he hasn't changed, what happens when he sees that the abuse has gotten even worse as he grew older?
If you don't understand any of this, please leave me a message or review and I will try my hardest to make you understand. I am a childcare student and I had this idea whilst learning about emotional trauma. I've read so many fanfictions about abused!Kurt and decided to make my own but with a somewhat twist and based on my own knowledge and experiences. If anyone would like to talk about anything or needs anyone to talk to, I will always be here. You do not need to fight things alone :)
-Mason
Prologue:
Blaine smiled to himself as he walked into the nursery, the smell of crayons and paint filling his nostrils. He loved childcare for this very reason, working with smaller children who were so cute and innocent, knowing that the world was practically full of sunshine and rainbows. He walked over to the nursery teacher and introduced himself, I mean he was going to be there for two weeks, might as well make a good first impression.
"Hey, I'm Blaine Anderson, I'm here on work experience." He smiled at the lady as she nodded her head and pointed him in the direction of where he should be sat. He walked over to the table in the corner, it already sat up with paint, paintbrushes and different sponges along with a demonstration on what the children were supposed to make with them. He nodded his head, already knowing that he was supposed to teach the children to make a replica of the example.
Blaine's smiled widened even more as the children all filed into the classroom, brought in by their parents or carers. He was a little confused once he saw a little boy, probably the youngest one there considering he was so short, walk in alone without anyone with him. Blaine shook his head, knowing that it was none of his business on who dropped the child off or not, for all he knew, his parents could have been outside and they just didn't want to come into the nursery. He made a promise to just keep an eye on the boy for the remainder of the day to make sure he was okay, just in case.
Halfway through the day, Blaine had gotten through the majority of the children with only a few select to go considering he had a list of all the students who needed to participate in the activity. He hadn't yet gotten to the little boy who he had seen walk in on his own yet, he scrolled through the list with his eyes, he saw a few boys' names on there but none of them seemed like they would feet such an adorable boy like him.
"Kurt Hummel?" He called once a space was free on the table in front of him. He saw a head peep out of the corner of the room and walk towards him. He smiled widely once he noticed it was the boy from earlier. "Hello." He spoke rather loudly and confidently whilst watching the boy who timidly sat down on the seat. "You must be Kurt, yes?" He watched as the boy in front of him nodded his head slowly.
Blaine observed that Kurt would wait for him to say that he could use something before he would which he found rather strange as usually 3-4 year old's would just do it without permission. He furrowed his eyebrows a little before shaking his head for the second time that day. He helped Kurt with the colours he wanted to make and praised him once he had finished which caused him to look at Blaine weirdly. Blaine rose an eyebrow at him before shrugging it off
After the incident on his first day, he hadn't had any other reason to worry about Kurt, he was socializing with his other classmates, interacting with the teachers and putting his hand up to answer questions frequently, he would even come up to Blaine and hug him sometimes which he found very adorable. Due to policies, he unfortunately wasn't allowed to hug back but he gave him a pat on the back when he did to reassure him that it was okay to hug him and that he acknowledged it.
Everything was running smoothly for Blaine until he had been assigned another activity on the last day of his time of being in the nursery. He had made sure to make himself look extra presentable that morning, knowing that the day would be very big, if only Blaine knew what was coming. Firstly, Blaine was sat in his little corner again, this time the activity he was due to do with the children was making shakers out of plastic bottles and rice with stickers and paint shapes. He smiled as Kurt came bounding over to him, eager to be the first one to try out the activity first.
"Kurt, you may want to roll up your sleeves if you're gonna be painting." Blaine spoke softly with a wide smile. Kurt nodded his cute little head before rolling his sleeves all the way up. Blaine gasped at what he saw, his arms were covered in so many dark blue and purple bruises that stood out severely against his pale complexion. Kurt looked down at his arms whilst looking down at the ground and quickly pulled his sleeves back down again, rushing off into the toilets.
"Kurt?" Blaine spoke, walking after him and knocking on the toilet door in which he was in.
"Leave me alone." Was all that Blaine heard in reply, it sounded a lot like Kurt was crying inside. Blaine sighed as he walked back out into the main room, he was the only 'staff' member in the room considering the others had gone off to another room with some of the other children in groups to do different activities for the day. Kurt was only one member of the group he had been assigned to look after. Blaine looked down and saw two children near his legs all pulling on his t-shirt to gain his attention, he practically ignored them as he went to go and sit in the corner once more.
Things only went downhill from there, since the other staff members were out of the room, he had no help in the classroom and so he couldn't get Kurt out of the toilets. He tried looking after the others but he kept getting distracted, his mind going back to the image of the marks on Kurt's arms. Poor, little, innocent Kurt who wouldn't hurt a fly was being abused...
When the time came around for the children to go home, Blaine still could not coax Kurt out of the toilets and he was getting rather nervous. A large man came storming into the nursery after all the children and parents had left, demanding on where Kurt was. Blaine assumed that this was his father. He stood up abruptly.
"Kurt's in the toilets, he's been in there all day." Blaine spoke in a soft voice, trying to calm the obviously angry man down.
"And what have you been doing about it, huh, gay Clark Kent?"
Blaine hadn't even had a proper conversation with this man and he already knew he hated him. Who was he to judge Blaine on his sexuality without getting to know him? Was it that obvious that he was gay? He sighed as he tried speaking again,
"If you hadn't realized, I am the only staff member in this room considering everyone else has gone home. I have tried to get Kurt to come out all day but he has been refusing." He tried, keeping a close eye on the man's reactions
Blaine's eyes widened as the man headed towards the toilets, banging on the door to the toilet in which Kurt had made his home for the day. "I'm going to give you by the count of three, if you don't open this door, I'll just have to kick it down. One..." He started, getting angrier by the minute
"Mr. Hummel, if you could please calm down. If you break down the door, you must know that you will be paying for a new one to be fitted."
"Like hell I will." The man spat at him, "Two."
Blaine could hear what sounded like a whimper as Kurt opened the toilet door, it was clear that he had been crying with the tear tracks on his face. The man in front of Kurt grabbed him harshly by the arm and pulled him out of the toilets and into the nursery room, walking quickly over towards the door.
Kurt looked back at Blaine with wide eyes that held fear in them, he wished he could do something about it but he knew it wasn't possible. He was only sixteen years old, still technically a kid. Who would believe him that he thought that this man, who he could only assume to be Kurt's father was abusing him?
"I'm sorry." Blaine mouthed to Kurt as he was pulled away from the nursery, out of sight from Blaine.
That was the last time that Blaine Anderson ever saw Kurt Hummel, or was it...?
