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"Kurt!" Blaine called, joggging to catch up with his boyfriend.
"What is it Blaine?" Kurt snapped wearily glancing at the ground in an attempt to avoid making eye contact with his boyfriend.
"Babe, are you okay? You've been acting different lately," Blaine said, worry lacing his voice.
"I'm fine," Kurt insisted, not commenting on Blaine's observations. Of course he wasn't fine. He very seriously doubted he would ever be "fine" again. But Kurt couldn't let Blaine know that. He couldn't worry his boyfriend that way. And what if after finding out the truth, Blaie decided he didn't want to be with him anymore? No, he couldn't let Blaine know the truth, no matter what happened.
"Don't lie to me baby. I know you aren't 'fine' and I'm getting really worried about you Kurt. Please tell me what is going on. You can tell me the truth baby. You know you can. Remember Kurt? We're boyfriends. You can trust me. I just want to help you and take care of you baby." Blaine doubted that he was making any sense, consdering how worried he was about his boyfriend; the love of his life. Now all he could do was hope he had made enough sense to get through to Kurt. "Kurt please..." Kurt shifted nervously under his boyfriend's unwavering gaze. "Kurt I love you. You are the love of my life." Blaine reached for Kurt's hand, to be heartbroken when Kurt flinched violetly away. What had happened to Blaine's precious boyfriend? "What happened to you baby?" He voiced his concerns. "I've never seen you acting so different from how you are. How I know you. Baby... You're worrying me so much Baby. Please tell me what happened to you..." Blaine missed how uncomfortable Kurt had been when he asked what had happened 'to' Kurt. Blaine was quickly seeing that something had happened 'to' his boyfriend. Something had happened to his baby, his Kurt, his boyfriend. Blaine didn't know who, how, or what, but someone had dared to hurt the love of Blaine's life. They had hurt his Kurt bad, and to say Blaine was furious was definitely a huge understatement. "Babe I will love you no matter what. There is absolutely nothing that can change that. Kurt, you are the love of my life. Nothing that you say, nohing that has happened can make me love you any less. So please Baby, tell me..."
Kurt just shook his head. No matter what Blaine said, Blaine could never love Kurt if he knew. "We can't talk here..." Kurt inwardly cringed at how weak and pathetic his voice sounded... Just like he was. "It's not safe." "As if anywhere is," he thought inwardly.
"You're right Baby. School isn't exactly the best place for a heart-to-heart conversation is it?" Blaine forced out a laugh. Kurt seemed so small and weak. Not to mention he seemed very vulnerable.\par
Kurt tried to stand but he was too exhausted. His legs buckled and he braced himself to fall. But just before he hit the ground he felt strong arms wrap around him. Kurt let out a short whimper of pain and defeat. How was he supposed to keep Blaine from finding out?
"Shh... It's okay baby," Blaine soothed tenderly. One of Blaine's arms is wrapped tenderly around Kurt's shoulders. Blaine gently slid his other arm under Kurt's legs lifting him gently. Kurt let out a soft whimper of protest. Blaine's only response is to lean in and kiss Kurt gently on the lips. Kurt returned the kiss but something seemed different. Kurt seemed more reserved. As Blaine reached his car, he set Kurt down, keeping an arm wrapped firmly around Kurt's waist. He unlocked the car and lifted Kurt into the seat.
Kurt was too tired to care. His body was aching so badly and moving only made the pain worse.
"Kurt," Blaine started, taking Kurt's hand, nohing but love and affection in his voice.
"Just take me home," Kurt cut him off. Kurt just wanted to sleep. He prayed he could rest when he got home. Kurt knew that the truth would come out with Blaine soon. But Kurt wanted, needed, Blaine's love and affection as much and for as long as he could get it, even if it meant lying to keep it.
When they reached Kurt's house, Blaine tried to help Kurt out of the car and into the house, but Kurt refused. Kurt hurried into the house, collaping on the couch and pulling a blanket over his head.
Meanwhile, Baine sat parked outside Kurt's house for a few moments. What was he supposed to do? Despite what Kurt had said, not helping him wasn't an option. Finally he drove a few moments down the road to the store and parked before walking back towards Kurt's house. Maybe Kurt didn't want Blaine involved, but he had seen the pain in his love's eyes and he couldn't let that go. He did his best to get comfortable in the bushes using a blanket he kept in the car. It's already starting to get cold and Blaine shivers. But Blaine doesn't care about the cold. He can't. All he cares about is Kurt's safety.
Later, Baine started awake, not realizing that he had been asleep. After a moment, Blaine realized where he was. And what woke him up? That was when he realized what was happening. There shouldn't be so much noise. Burt and Carole were out of town and Finn was out with Rachel. Blaine was beginning to feel sick. He was becoming sure that whatever and whoever was hurting his Kurt was doing so at that moment. His Kurt was being harmed. Even though Blaine didn't know what was happening to his love, he was already in tears. Blaine knew now more than ever that he wanted to be with Kurt for the rest of his life, no matter what. Blaine never would have dreamed that he would have come to such a strong realization about his Kurt out of the worry he was feeling. Blaine wasn't sure what he was supposed to do, but he had to get Kurt out of there ad get him to safety. He texted Burt, telling him to call the police and send them to his house, beore silencing his phone and heading into the house.
Walking into the house, not knowing what he was about to face; what was happening? Walking quickly all he could feel was love and worry for Kurt, as well as rage against those who would dare to hurt his love. All Blaine wanted was to have his boyfriend back. Hurriedly and silently he opened the door, glancing around and wondering what to do next. He wanted Kurt back the way he had been before. And he wanted to hold Kurt. He wanted to kiss Kurt. Whatever was happening to Kurt, he didn't know if he would ever get his Kurt back though. Finally he stopped himself. He wasn't sure what he was doing, but he knew he was starting to sound like a roken record. So he cut himself off and focused on looking and listening for Kurt. He stepped into the kitchen and grabbed a knife just in case. Then he heard that awful scream. "Kurt," Blaine whispered in tears.
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A/N 1: Thanks for reading. Please review, they encourage me to keep writing. Be patient with me, as this is my first Klaine story, and due to homophobic parents I haven't watched much of Glee. So let me know about anything I need to fix.
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God Bless,
Ashleigh