"What?" Kurt stared at James in disbelief. How could Matt have kept this from him?
"Well, we don't know exactly how it started, but we do know that he's been like this for as long as the family can remember," James explained. "But all of the doctors say the same thing: 'Send him to anger management classes.'; 'Try not to tick him off.' I guess nobody realized how bad it could've gotten until it became abusive. He takes medication, but it doesn't seem to help much."
Kurt sat on the hospital bed, wide-eyed. Matt was supposed to tell him everything. They were a couple. They were in love, or so Kurt thought.
"I...I'm speechless," Kurt said, shaking his head in shock. "How could he have done this to me? Shouldn't the doctors have done something more?"
"Apparently not..." James sighed, and got up. "I'll conference with your parents later, and we'll set up a court date. In the meantime, get some rest. Get well soon, and I can't even begin to say how sorry I am for my son's behavior. I'll see you soon." With that, James walked out the door, leaving the boys behind.
Blaine was the first to speak. "Kurt...I'm so sorry. I should've been there. I shouldn't have let him do that. I'm so sorry."
"Don't blame yourself Blaine, or any of you. There was nothing any of you could have done. I would say that Matt is a horrible person, but it's something that he can't really control, I guess."
"Excuse me," Blaine said, walking out of the room.
"Blaine!" Wes ran through the hospital halls, desperately looking for his friend.
But he was nowhere to be found.
He ran into the bathroom. When he came through the door, the first thing he heard was someone softly crying in a stall.
"Blaine?" He whispered.
Blaine came out of the stall with puffy, red eyes and tear-stained cheeks, looking hopelessly at his friend.
"Oh, Blaine," Wes said as he embraced him in a hug. "Everything's ok."
"No," Blaine said into Wes's shoulder, the backed away a bit. "It's not ok. Because Kurt, Kurt, is sitting in a hospital bed. He almost died, Wes. I can't let that happen again."
Wes could tell Blaine was holding something back. "Matt reminds you of yourself," he said. It was more of a statement than a question.
Blaine began pacing. "Yes," he finally, quietly, admitted. "I can be that person, that horrible, nasty person, if I don't control myself every day." He stopped pacing and looked Wes in the eye. "I don't want to be that person, Wes."
"Then don't," Wes replied. "Look, everyone, even you and me and David and Kurt, is going to make a mistake some point in their lives, and that's ok. But you can't let that one mistake take over your life. You can't."
That really hit Blaine. He had let one mistake control his life before, but he couldn't anymore. He couldn't be influenced by Matt and become that horrible, nasty person he didn't want to be. He had other issues. He needed to be there, physically and mentally for his family, his friends.
He needed to be there for Kurt.