"Sebastian" a voice shouted. It was familiar, but Sebastian was too dazed to even consider putting a face to the voice. He was still lying on the floor, covered in.. everything. It must have been hours a go now, but everything still hurt.
"Sebastian, are you here?" The voice calls again. This time, Sebastian jerks. What if they've come back, come back to do more unspeakable things to him. He's so fragile at this point, he doesn't even know if he could take it, physically or emotionally. His mind races with flashbacks of what happened to him earlier that night, the abuse, the violence. He felt shame more than anything, he didn't want anyone to see him like this. Used. But he needed help, there was no denying and if this voice was a friendly one, he wasn't going to hide from it.
"Sebastian! Are you here! I'm not sticking around much longer, Alex, from Dalton, said you needed me. He found me right by my house. What do you want Sebastian?" At that moment, the door handle moved, but the door didn't open. It was locked, or jammed or something. "SEBASTIAN!" The voice sounded angry, but Sebastian recognised it. It was Blaine. He thought about calling out, but he didn't know if he could face Blaine, the one person he could potentially call a friend, see him naked, lying in his own vomit and blood, covered in his abusers semen. He tried moving his arm towards his back. He wasn't sure what for.. maybe he could wipe some of the mess away, spare just a little dignity, but he couldn't. Everything ached. He shuffled on the spot and a searing pain was sent through his body. He had, somehow, forgotten about the stick that Johnny had lodged within him. He began to sob out of pain and humiliation.
"Okay, You're obviously not here!" Blaine shouted and Sebastian heard him start to walk away from the door.
"B-Blaine.. W-Wait, HELP" Sebastian croaked out. His throat was dry and it pained him to shout but it was necessary.
"Se.. Sebastian?" Blaine shouted back, confused.
"Help me, p-please" Sebastian sobbed.
"Sebastian! Are you okay? Are you hurt?" Blaine questioned as he tried the door again. Sebastian continued to sob without replying. He assumed that Blaine had heard him crying, because the banging on the door became much more powerful.
"Don't worry Sebastian, I'm here" Blaine shouted through the door. After a minutes of failing to open the door, Blaine managed to bash it open using the sheer power of his shoulders.
Initially, Blaine is taken aback by what he sees. Sebastian is lying across the room, naked and covered in fluids Blaine tries not to think about. He notices small pools of blood at both ends along with bruising all over his chest and face. Within a second he is at Sebastian's side.
"Sebastian.. wha.. what happened to you?" He struggles to keep his own tears in as he touches Sebastian's arm, which is greeted with a flinch, followed by a grunt of pain.
"What? What is it?" It seems like a silly question but his arm seemed fine.
"They.." Sebaastian choked, trying not to bring up another round of vomit as he thought about what he was saying. "They, left it.. inside." Blaine was confused until Sebastian made a painful effort to position is arm facing towards his swollen and sore ass.
"Oh." Blaine simply said. "D-don't worry I'm calling an ambulance."
When Blaine hangs up the phone Sebastian speaks again.
"Please, Blaine." He begins with a sob. "It hurts, please.. help me Blaine." Although feeling uncomfortable about it, Blaine can't bare to see Sebastian, the most confident boy he has ever known, beg for him to help him.
"Okay, okay. I'm here for you." He takes off his coat and lays it over Sebastian's body in the hope of making him feel as comfortable as possible. He croaks out a thanks and buries his face in his arm, awaiting the pain that was about to come.
Blaine knelt down beside Sebastian's rear. Awkwardly, he separated Sebastian's cheeks in order to get a better look at what he was removing. He saw nothing but the red, swollen and bloody opening to Sebastian's ass. Figuring it was wedged inside, he tried entering a finger but pulled away when Sebastian hissed in pain.
"Ignore me, Blaine, just get it out, please" Sebastian sobbed. Blaine looked at his finger. The end was covered in blood and another fluid that clearly wasn't blood. Trying not to think about it, he nodded at Sebastian and pushed his fingers in again. Sebastian was yelling in pain the entire time Blaine took to grab the end of the stick and pull it out of Sebastian. Covered in blood, he threw it aside and returned to Sebastian's top half.
"I'm sorry I hurt you, it's out now okay" he said, and began stroking Sebastian's hair. It was soaked, and Blaine could immediately smell what it was soaked in but didn't stop, he didn't want Sebastian to feel anymore embarrassed than he already did. He did wonder though, what Sebastian had been through to be in this mess.
He didn't ask though. He lifted Sebastian's head onto his legs, apologising as he grunted in pain, and stroked his hair, assuring him everything was going to be okay, until the ambulance arrived. Sebastian stayed silent throughout. He was ashamed and embarrassed. He felt numb inside despite the extreme physical pain he felt. He didn't know how he was going to go on. What would he say to the police? The doctors? His family? The teachers at Dalton. He remained this way during the ambulance ride to the hospital, only giving one word responses to the crew taking him there. It wasn't until they were taking him out of the ambulance that he realised Blaine was gripping his hand the entire journey.