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Disclaimer: I don't own Glee.

TW: (Not specifically for this chapter but for the whole book) Mentions of previous rape.

It was the little things that he noticed, the extra lock placed on the door, the way he'd constantly be looking over his shoulder, the way he'd make his rounds around the house checking every door and window three maybe four times a night at least. There were other things too, the constant nightmares where he woke screaming in his sleep, the pocket knife under his pillow and his reluctance to go out. It was luckily still summer but soon he would have classes and with classes would come the responsibility of taking care of himself without Kurt by his side.

This genuinely worried Kurt. So far he had tried to ignore them with the tender hope that this was just a phase and that soon enough he would be back to his old self but no matter how much he pretended it was the same or would be nothing improved. He wanted the old Blaine back, the happy go lucky free Blaine who would sing show tunes in the shower, serenade him whenever he was having a bad day and would be his rock but songbird had gone silent.

"Blaine, Honey?" He asked as Blaine checked the locks for the fourth time that night. "I think we're safe."

"No. I need to check the bedroom. The windows could have come undone-"

Kurt took his hand, gently leading him to the sofa. "The windows aren't undone. You just checked not ten minutes ago. It's fine."

"It's not fine! Someone could have gotten in! We're only on the fourth floor they could easily climb up the fire escape." This was the new Blaine, the nervous, anxious man who would always go to worst case scenario rather than finding the light in the situation as he previously did.

"Blaine, honey, we need to talk." Kurt said firmly and just a tad too harshly. That immediately shut him up. The fight that was earlier in his eyes and quickly been extinguished and in the place of it sat a broken man, looking more than a little bit frightened. Kurt cursed himself for waiting so long to talk to him, for letting it go this far. For some reason before it felt like if it wasn't acknowledged that it would go away. This obviously wasn't the case. "Things-" Kurt started tentatively. "-... things aren't going as well as we hoped." He admitted. Blaine's expression changed immediately to one of sadness.

"I know." He whispered, looking at the ground.

"I was thinking that maybe a few more sessions with Doctor Maligne might be in order. I mean she helped you so much before and-"

"Wait, that's what this is about?" Blaine cut in.

Kurt's eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "Of course. What did you think I was talking about?"

"I thought you were breaking up with me." Kurt's eyes widened in surprise. "And it's perfectly justified. I mean I know I haven't been the best boyfriend or a good one at all." Blaine's voice cracked. "And I wouldn't be mad. You deserve better." He looked at the ground, avoiding Kurt's gaze.
"No! No, look at me." Blaine lifted his eyes up slowly, still looking like a kicked puppy. "I want you. You've been better than expecting dealing with the circumstances I'm simply saying that maybe it might help to go see the doctor again." Kurt tried to smile reassuringly.

"I know you're trying to make this work but I also know I'm tying you down. You haven't been to an audition in weeks because of me!"

"Not because of you!" Kurt said in an attempt to defend himself.

"Then why?"
"I-I've been feeling under the weather and-"

"Bullshit. I know it's me."

Kurt sighed in defeat. "I know it's been hard. But we're going to get through this, alright?" Blaine looked at him, tears glistening in his eyes.

"I wish I could believe that."

"You can." He pulled Blaine into his arms, hugging him tightly. Blaine melted into his embrace. "After a few more sessions you'll be back up on your feet and helping me take broadway by storm. And even if it takes longer than that I'll be right here with you, helping you through it all." He moved so he could look Blaine in the eyes. "I love you and we can get through this... together."

Blaine smiled slightly. "I love you too." He kissed him, finally feeling more like himself.

"Now," Kurt said, standing up. "I'm going to go shower but as soon as I get out we can cuddle to your hearts content." Blaine simply smiled at him. Kurt leaned down and kissed him on the cheek. "See things are getting better already." And with that he walked over to the bathroom, shutting the door.

Blaine stood up slowly, walking over to the bed. He'd already showered that night so he laid down on the bed, placing his head on the pillow and his arm underneath it. He felt the familiar feel of his pocket knife and something else under the pillow. He frowned a bit, sitting up and pulling it out to look at it. It was a piece of paper with words hastily scrawled in red ink.

This isn't over. Not now. Not ever. Your safehouse isn't as safe as you think.

Okay so this is kind of like a teaser. Do you guys want more? Or is this a stupid continuation? Tell me in the reviews. :)

And sorry it took so long to get to this. A lot of stuff happened this year and I was having trouble finding motivation. But I'm back now (and hopefully the daily updates will be too but we'll see about that).

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