They've been married for four month when, Blaine, decided to talk with Kurt about the fixation that he had in his mind until he saw for the first time his husband's eyes. "I want a son" he said without round of words or notices, he just said it, in a dark afternoon of November while they were cuddling each other on the sofa in front of the television . Kurt stared at him silently for a while, biting his lips and searching an answer to tell Blaine. He wanted a child too, of course he wanted, but he was terrified, he was terrified to be a bad father and he was afraid that, with a baby in their lives, the perfection relationship that he had with Blaine could ends up. And, so, he told that to him because he had never lied to him and didn't want to start.
"I'm scared, Blaine" said Kurt whispering.
"I'm scared too, Kurt. But I need it. I need a little dwarf who goes round our home, who looks at me with his big eyes and I need to have a family with you because only with this we can realize our love."
And, in that moment Kurt, asked himself if it was possible to fall in love with someone a little bit more every single day. Even if they were engaged for more than ten years, Kurt, found out something different about Blaine every day and, every day, he loved him in different ways.
"Do you think I'll be a good father?" Kurt asked hesitant.
Blaine smiled, with a smile that could lights up a rainy night and hugged him strait.
"I think, you'll be a perfect dad."
Kurt took Blaine's face in his hands and kissed him, first gently then more stronger and with more passion. "I'd tell you to start try having a baby right now but, I think, this line is just for straights" he blew on his husband's lips, who smiled pleased.
"Since when you need an excuse to take me in bed?" said Blaine laughing.
Kurt answered with kisses, groans and with cuddles. And they loved each other known that they grown up.
The next day, Blaine, woke up with the annoying sound of the alarm, so he turned it off quickly because he didn't want to wake Kurt, who was luckily sleeping.
Blaine stood up slowly and a little bit sleepy, he took the clothes that he choose last night and start preparing himself to go out for work. When he was ready, he kissed softly Kurt on his forehead and he, a little bit sleepy, said "I love you" which made Blaine smile. "I love you too, honey."
Blaine went in the entrance, took the keys of his cars – which were on the piece of furniture next to the door- and hoped that, for that day at work, everything would be right.
..
"Good morning, doctor Anderson"
"Good morning Rose, how's the day going?"
"Well, you have: a headache, a burn on an arm, a neck ache, probably a pain attack, a pneumonia and a dislocate wrist and.." the nurse checked some papers "that's it for now" said.
"perfect, which one I have the honor to start with?" asked Blaine.
"Amy Elizabeth Scott , six years old, dislocate wrist, with a hysterical mother and a loudly brother . They are in the surgery number two" Rose smiled and gave Blaine the little girl's case history.
"Oh, thank you, Rose. What would I do without you?" said the young man smiling. The nurse stared at him blanked. He had such a beautiful smile. Maybe everyone, in the hospital, loves him because of his smile.
Blaine stood out of the door of the surgery for a while, he hated seeing suffering children but this was his job and, by the way, he could help the little girl to feel better so, he took a big breathe, put on one of his best smile and came in.
At the begging the thing that surprised Blaine the most was the silence. He thought that he would probably found a crying girl sticks on her mother and a shouting brother, but, in that room, there was a surreal silence. Well, the scene under his eyes was absolutely stranger than the silence. A little girl, too skinny for his age, was curled up on herself with her back against the headboard of the bed and her head on her knees. There was, also, another baby – who, Blaine thought was her little brother – sitting on the floor. He was playing with a dirty and worn teddy bear. His blue eyes were full of tears but they was, also, too terrified, such as he was scared to start crying again. He had, also, a red cheeks and, Blaine, thought it was because of the cry. When the young man looked at their mother, he saw a woman next to the window talking hysterically at the mobile phone. He didn't looked at her too much but he heard something that made his blood freeze in his veins:
"I hope that they'll be fast. These two are just a waste of my time."
At that point, Blaine, decided to talk.
"Good morning" he said smiling at the little girl, who didn't look at him while the boy was keep playing with his teddy bear. The mother looked at him scornfully and said:
"Finally" then she keep talking at the phone.
Blaine didn't know if he had to be more afraid for the children or for the woman but he simply decided to visit the little girl because she was the one who needed his help.
"Hi, sweetie, could you please tell me what happened to you?"
The little girl didn't answer in anyways and Blaine didn't know what to do. Usually, in this situation, the parents tempt their children to collaborate with him by sitting next to them or whit kisses and cuddles. So he looked at the women but she was still talking to that damn phone.
Blaine tried again: he sat in front of the girl and said gently
"Hey, sweetie, I just want to help you. If you tell me what happened I promise I'll do anything to make you feel better."
Nothing.
He was thinking of shake her just to be sure that she was breathing when he heard the glacial voice of the mother that made him freeze.
"Do what the doctor tells you, or I'll bring you home and I don't care about your fake tears!"
After those words, the girl, lifted up her head and Blaine remained petrified.
Her beautiful green eyes were deprive of any spot of life, they where sad and angry. A six years old girl shouldn't have eyes like these, it's just unfair: she was so beautiful.
Blaine turned to her mother and said annoyed: "you shouldn't talk with her in that way, she's already so scared"
The women smiled badly: "with her it works just in this way. But I'm not here to be judge from a teenager as you are" she walked to the door "when you finish put them in the hall and, don't worry, Amy knows how take care of Thomas, am I right Amy?"
The little girl nodded imperceptibly but that was enough to the mother who went out of the room to go only God knows where.
Blaine couldn't believe in what he saw. How can a mother left his children with a unknown? Because, of course, Blaine was a doctor and a very good person but what if he wasn't? And, by the way, with what courage she could just thought that a six years old girl with a dislocate wrist could take care of her little brother? And for how long? He didn't know what to do, had he to call the social assistance? Or, maybe, he was too excessive instill beyond a dislocate wrist, the little girl, seemed feel good maybe a little bit overweight but nothing really serious. So Blaine decided to occupy of a problem a time.
"Ok, honey, give me the arm" said with oblique smile.
The girl looked at him confuse such as she was waiting for a reproach and not an encouragement with soft words. So, with very slow motions, the girl, moved the right arm to Blaine.
Blaine took a cream and stared apply it on Amy's wrist, who put on a sad face because of the pain but she didn't left the arm.
"You're perfect Amy, it's your name isn't it?"
Blaine was trying to distract her form the pain and, also, trying to distract him from the angry he had inside in that moment.
Amy nodded carefully
"It's a beautiful name" said Blaine.
"Amy could you please tell me how you dislocate your wrist?" he asked softly, he didn't want that to seem as an order. The little girl didn't answer so, the boy, understood that she won't talk to him in any case and, so, he decided to asked some questions. He had to know if he must do something for the children.
He took a bandage and started bandaging the little writs.
"Did you felt down while you was playing?"
The girl shacked her head.
"so did you fell while you was running?"
She shacked her head again.
Blaine sighed, he was afraid of the last questions so he took a big breathe and said:
"Did someone at home, hurt you?"
At that point Amy's eyes became full of tears, she shacked furiously her head and moved the arm that Blaine was bandaging.
Blaine was surprised and devastated at the same time, that situation was so surreal and the meaning of it was just one. He was right, those children were ill-treat form their parents. He wanted to kill their mother or their father so bad or kill anybody who had the courage to do something bad to them, because they was so beautiful and sweet.. and so perfect.
But he had to keep calm.
"Hey Amy, calm down, I trust you, ok? Now give me the arm so I can finish to put the bandage, I promise I won't do other questions."
She nodded and did what he said.
After a few minute, when the bandage was finished, the little boy – who Blaine remembered that Thomas was the name- started crying. Amy tried to stand up to take care of him but Blaine stopped her.
"No, honey, you must stay here and have a rest. I'll take care of him"
He walked trough Thomas, lifted him from the floor and started drawing some little imaginary circles on his back. The baby, after a few minutes, stopped crying and put his head on Blaine's shoulder and felt asleep.
So, the young man, put Thomas on the bed next to Amy, who immediately hugged him and started cuddling him. That scene touched Blaine so much because it was just so unfair that a six years old girl seemed already a mother, it was wrong.
He took his phone and, carful to not be seen, called Rose.
"Hello?"
"Rose, it's Doctor Anderson, could you please phone to the social assistance?"
"sure" Blaine heard the noise of the keys and waited a few second until he heard a new voice talk to him.
"Social Assistance's office, good morning."
"Good morning, I'm the doctor Anderson. I'm in the surgery number two with two children and I think that they could be ill-treat from their parents. Could you please come here?"
"Of course, I'll be there in a few minutes."
Blaine switched off the phone and sighed, he turned to the children and found them sleeping. He smiled hoping that, at least in their dreams, they would be safe.
"What does it mean that you can't do anything?"
The social assistance who came in the surgery, announced herself as Emma Brown. Blaine had told her his suspects that seemed not to be enough even if they were well-grounded.
"Mr. Anderson, I really want to do something, but for now we don't have any proofs. You told me that the girl had deny any of your suspects about any form of abuse."
Blaine was bewilderment.
"Of course she did, she denied because she's scared, you didn't see her as I did! She was terrified. And, also, their mother left them here, what if I was a maniac? This doesn't count?"
"It counts but it isn't enough. It's their first time here in the hospital, so we supposed that there aren't any previous of violence. And for what we knew now, there aren't even now."
"You don't understand. You didn't see her eyes" said Blaine pointing at the girl "what we have to waiting for before it become enough, uh? That she comes here full of livid? Or that she comes here dead!?"
"Blaine, can I call you Blaine?" the young man nodded distantly and, so, the women keep talking
"Blaine I understand your frustration, I feel it every single day, but we can't enter in someone's life and start judging them or take their children away without real proofs. Please, believe me while I'm saying that I'm so sorry and I really want to do something. But, for now, I can't."
Blaine felt so impotent, that was the first time that he saw something like that. Of course he always used to smile to all his little patients but, every time he lift the hospital, he leaved them there without having really care about what they would do. But not this time maybe because he had never been involved in those things and he was so upset that he couldn't do anything except seeing the children go back to their home, a place where they were constantly in dangerous. But how could he do that?
In that moment, Blaine and the woman, heard someone knocking at the door and, a few seconds later, Amy and Thomas' mother came in without waiting any kind of invite and said:
"How long I have to wait?" she saw her children sleeping in the bed and shouted: "why did you let them sleep!? I won't have a rest tonight." Blaine looked to the social assistance who stared at him mortify. So, the mother, decided to wake up her children: she took Thomas and shacked him, after, she did the same thing whit Amy shooting her arm. The two brothers immediately woke up without any crying apparently they were addicted to that treatment. Blaine couldn't stand that scene and said coldly: "you mustn't touch her arm, she had a dislocate wrist!" then he kneeled in front of Amy and whispered softly: " I really enjoyed met you, honey, you're a beautiful girl" he smiled and, with a big surprise, she smiled too folding a little her lips such as she couldn't smile, such as she had forgotten how to smile or she had never knew how to smile. "And goodbye to you too, Tommy."
Thomas looked at Blaine, lift her mother's hand, and hugged him. At first, the young man, was really surprise then he hugged him closely and strong like he wanted to put in that hug all the love that, the little boy, has never, never, received
"Pretty charming, now we must go, Thomas"
Said the mother ironical. So she took her children out of the surgery and she had care of slammed the door.
Blaine felt like he was dying inside.
..
Kurt was reading again the text message and he was, also, asking himself what could be happened to Blaine to made him back to box. In fact, Blaine, had stopped boxing when he finished high school so, when, the discrimination events stopped because they went to New York. While Kurt was thinking about an answer for that message he heard the door opened and, immediately, closed. He went to the entrance and he found, in front of himself, a curly haired and wet boy whit sad eyes and a lost look. And Kurt didn't need more to understand, so he hugged closely Blaine who fell on his legs and Kurt hugged him stronger than before. Blaine started cry but, his husband, didn't ask any questions he just kissed him and whispered in his ear that everything was right because they were together. And Blaine let Kurt cuddling him in his arm thinking about all of the pain and the madness that he had inside because of that sad and scared eyes which were still stick in his mind.
This is the translation of Lily_K's story on efp and you can find her account on my profile, hope you like it and I'd like to know what you think.
