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Our Friendship Will Never Die – Chapter 2
Blaine's breathe hitched when he saw the amount of blood oozing out of the back of Kurt's head. Blaine took is blazer off, rolled it into a ball, and placed it under Kurt's head, for comfort and to try and slow down the bleeding.
Jeff had already gone to get a teacher, while David had just finished being on the phone to the ambulance and was running out of the room to wait for them outside so he could show them were to go.
Kurt's eyes fluttered weakly, and looked up and saw Blaine over him, holding his hand and rubbing circles in his palm.
"Hey you," Blaine said gently.
"Hey," Kurt whispered back, "What happened?"
"You slipped on the floor," Kurt turned red in embarrassment and made to sit up off the cold floor, but Blaine pushed him back down. "No sweetie, you need to stay down, you hit your head pretty badly, okay? So just stay down, and try and stay awake for me okay?" Blaine said.
Kurt hummed in agreement. His head felt so heavy, and it was killing him. I need to take another Tylenol, the cold seems to be coming back in my system.
Kurt was starting to get very sleepy then, he would do anything to just close his eyes for a while, but Blaine interrupted him.
"How was your holiday? Kurt?" Blaine asked, he wanted to distract Kurt from thinking about falling asleep. He couldn't tell Kurt about how his head was bleeding worryingly; he knew how Kurt was around blood. He remembered when they all watched Saw with the Warblers.
"S'good." Kurt mumbled.
"What did you do on the holiday Kurt?" Blaine asked desperately.
"Hmmm, stuff," Kurt yawned.
"Please Kurt, just answer!"
"I, um, I-"
Kurt was interrupted by the door bursting open by David followed by the paramedics. Blaine moved out of the way so the paramedics can tend to Kurt.
"Hi sweetie, what's your name?" A young paramedic asked, she had soft brown hair tied up in a ponytail, and the most comforting eyes. She reminded Kurt of his mother.
"Kurt," Kurt replied.
"Right, well Kurt, my name is Penny. We're going to start prepping you for the ambulance to get to the hospital as soon as possible. I'm just going to check your blood pressure while Dom over there is going to take a look at your head. Is that okay?" She asked kindly.
Kurt nodded, and then regretted it as he felt like someone had stuffed his head full of socks.
Penny put the cuff around his bicep, and began to pump air through the cuff.
"Hmm, your blood pressure is very low. When was the last time you ate and had liquids?" She asked.
"Yesterday morning," Kurt mumbled.
"That's not good Kurt; you're a bit dehydrated as well. I'm going to put an IV in you, then I think we're set to take you to the hospital."
Kurt knew what was to come, as Penny was searching for a vein in his wrist, then put the alcohol patch on his arm to prep for the injection, he felt himself begin to panic.
"Relax sweetie, it's alright. Hey kid!" Penny called over Blaine. "Can you just calm him down for me please? If he keeps moving around I might miss and that would suck."
Blaine grabbed Kurt's hand, while his other hand cupped Kurt's cheek. Kurt began to whimper, as he knew what was soon to come.
"Ssh, it's alright. Hey, just look at me honey please, don't look at the needle. Let me see those eyes of yours," Blaine cooed.
Kurt looked at him; his eyes were filled with fear and pain. Blaine wished more than anything to be able to take Kurt's pain away. Kurt screamed when the needle went through his arm, the movement causing Penny to miss the vein.
"Kurt, you need to keep still for me sweetie, okay, your severely dehydrated, we need to get this in you so we can take you to the hospital. Can you be brave for me sweetness?" Penny cooed.
"Yes," Kurt whispered, and closed his eyes tightly, preparing himself for the injection. When the needle finally hit the vein, Kurt held onto Blaine's hand tightly, causing his knuckles to turn white. Blaine stroked his thumb under Kurt's eyes, to make the tears disappear.
One of the bigger paramedic helped Penny get Kurt onto the stretcher. It didn't take long for them to get him comfortable, and for Penny to connect a bag of saline into Kurt's IV. When Kurt sat up to be put on the stretcher, he saw that the paramedic put a temporary bandage on Kurt's head to stop the bleeding.
Kurt was being wheeled out of the Choir room through the hallway. The last thing he saw before he went into unconsciousness was the look of guilt on his team mate's faces.
"Okay, patient is unconscious, we need to get going fast," Penny ordered. "You coming kid? If you are we need to leave like now," Penny spoke to Blaine.
"Uh, yes, I'm coming," Blaine had to run to keep up with the stretcher, with his unconscious boyfriend lying on top. Dear God his unconscious boyfriend.
Blaine waited for Kurt to be pushed into the back of the ambulance, before he stepped in. He had to sit at the side, he was forbidden to touch Kurt while they started working on him. Blaine was frozen in place as he watched his boyfriend be poked and prodded by the ambulance team.
It seemed like an eternity until they reached the ambulance, Kurt sped ahead on the stretcher, and Blaine was told to wait in the waiting room. He asked if you could use his phone to contact Kurt's father, but the nurse said that the receptionist at the reception desk was already on it.
Blaine was sitting in the waiting room when he heard his name being called by a familiar voice.
"Blaine?"
Blaine looked up and saw Carole, Kurt's stepmother, in her nurse gear, looking at him.
"Carole," Blaine got up of his seat and went to give her a hug, which she returned.
"What are you doing here Blaine?" Carole asked.
"It's Kurt," that's all Blaine had to say before he saw the fear etched on Carole's face.
"What's the matter with Kurt honey?" She asked.
"He slipped in the choir room and hit his head on the floor. There was so much blood Carole, and he could hardly talk!" Blaine was getting hysterical. Carole had to calm him down.
"Honey, does Burt know?" Carole asked.
"The nurses at reception were supposed to have contacted him, but I've been waiting for an hour and he's still not here," Blaine said.
"Okay, I'll go and talk to the receptionists and see what's going on, then I'll ask my friend Barb if we could swap shifts so I can stay here, alright? I won't be long." Carole promised, before walking away.
Blaine was alone again. He had a lot to think about after what happened. Why did Kurt not turn up for afternoon lessons? Why did he look miserable when he entered the Warbler room? Why were the Warblers laughing when Kurt fell? Why did Trent shove a video camera in Kurt's face? Why did Kurt even slip in the first place? Wes told him the front door to the Warbler practice room was stuck, so he would have to use the back entrance. Did they do something to the floor? No, they wouldn't. Would they? No, they wouldn't do that to Kurt, he did nothing to them.
Unless…No, he told Wes not to tell anyone, Blaine trusted his best friend. But then why did all the Warblers look guilty when the paramedics were called? They all looked so scared…
"Blaine, honey? You okay, you spaced out a bit there," Carole said.
"Sorry Carole, just a lot to think about," Blaine returned.
Carole nodded. "The receptionist can't seem to get hold of Burt, so I rang McKinley, told them what happened and asked for Finn to be sent home to look for Burt then come to the hospital."
"Kurt Hummel?" A doctor called just then.
"Yes, yes that's us, how is he?"
"Are you family?" The doctor asked.
"This is his boyfriend, and I'm his dad's girlfriend. His dad's not here yet." Carole said.
"I'm really sorry, but I'm going to have to wait for his father to get here. As he's still a minor, we can't give out information on our patients out to anybody who aren't direct family." The doctor said sympathetically. "When his father arrives, tell the ladies at Reception and they will page me, then I'll talk to you all. I'm sorry Carole," the doctor said, before going back into the same room he just came out from.
"Please hurry Burt," Carole prayed.
Burt was having the day from hell. He had to go pick up a truck just outside of Lima in Columbus. His battery on his phone had died on the way to Columbus so he couldn't call Carole to tell her he might be late, depending on traffic.
The drive was home quiet, which made him remember that it was Elizabeth's 10 year anniversary today. 10 years without his Liz. He remembered comforting Kurt last year. He was so upset that Elizabeth had been dead longer than Kurt ever knew her, as she died when he was eight, and last year was her 9 year anniversary.
He remembered meeting Elizabeth in high school, how they got married. He remembered the moment Elizabeth told him she was pregnant. The time when they went for their scan and asked for the sex of the baby, and being ecstatic when they found out it was going to be a healthy baby boy. He remembers consoling his wife when they found out there was complications with Kurt's breathing after he was born. He remembers watching him in the incubator, holding onto life.
Burt hadn't realised it, but he was already outside his shop. He completely blanked out throughout the whole journey; he was surprised he hadn't caused any accidents.
Burt unlocked the door, threw his keys down, and plugged his phone into the charger. He looked at the time, 3:00 pm. Not bad, he could have start having a late lunch.
Burt was about to head out to the shop just down the road when the ringtone for Burt's voicemail played. Burt picked up the phone which was still charging and rang the voicemail number, and pressed the button to listen to the message.
"Message 1. Received today at 11:47 hours. Hello Mr Hummel, this is Sandy Richards from Lima Memorial Hospital. I was just ringing to tell you that your son was brought in a couple of minutes ago. We appreciate if you came as soon as you can. Thank you."
Burt didn't hear the thank you. As soon as the words son and hospital were mentioned, Burt went into panic mode. He ripped his phone out of the charger, grabbed his keys, proceeding to lock the garage, then was in the truck on his way to his son.
Blaine thought he was about to go crazy! It has been 3 hours since Carole got off the phone with Finn, asking him to look for Burt.
Blaine was about to stand up and pace around again when he heard shouting coming from the reception desk.
"Where is my son? Kurt Hummel!" Burt ordered.
"Just go and wait in the waiting area, and I will page his doctor for you," the scared receptionist said.
Burt was going to go bat shit crazy, when he heard his name being called from the waiting area. He turned and locked eyes with Carole and Blaine.
"What the hell happened?" Burt ordered.
"He slipped during practice and hit his head on the floor, they came out 3 hours ago and asked for you but you weren't here, where the hell were you Burt?" Carole demanded.
"I had to pick up a car from Columbus, my phone died on the way there."
"Aah, Mr Hummel," the doctor reappeared, Burt turned around to face him.
"Where is my son?"
"He's just sleeping now; he suffered a bad concussion after hitting his head hard on the floor. He did have a small seizure about 2 hours ago, but that's common for patients who have suffered head trauma. Unfortunately they may be a regular occurrence for a while, but their nothing to worry about." The doctor promised when he saw Burt pale. "He needed stitches in the back of his head, obviously, we had to shave the area so we could get to the area."
"Oh shit, you'll pay for that from him," Carole joked. Burt was still in shock.
"Would you all like to follow me and I'll bring you to his room?" Everyone followed the doctor.
When they reached Kurt's room, he was lying on his side, so the pillow wouldn't irritate his stitches.
"We have him on oxygen since the seizure; he's just sleeping through the painkillers. We would like to keep him in overnight for observation, and then we can talk about discharging him tomorrow afternoon at the latest. If you need anything, ring the call button." The doctor said, before exiting the room.
Burt sat down on a chair next to his son. He was looking at Blaine; he looked as if he was guilty about something.
"You feeling alright there kiddo?" Burt asked. "You look like your deep in thought."
"Oh, really?" Blaine said innocently.
"I know you know what happened Blaine, I would appreciate it if you didn't lie to me," Burt said sternly.
Burt could be scary when he wanted to be. Kurt always disagreed and said his dad was like a big cuddly teddy bear.
"I'm not too sure, but I think I know who does know. And their waiting in the waiting area now. I'm going to go talk to them, then I'll come back and tell you everything, I promise." Blaine said, leaving the room.
Wes was waiting to be butchered by Blaine, Kurt's step brother and Kurt's father. He deserved it. He just hoped to God Kurt was alright. He was sitting amongst the rest of the Warblers, everyone was deathly silent.
"Tell me everything," Blaine ordered, coming out from nowhere, standing in the middle of the room so he could face every Warbler.
"Wes told us that Kurt cheated on you, so we were after revenge," Jeff spilled.
"Wes! I told you to not tell anyone until I sorted it with Kurt!" Blaine shouted. "What did you do to Kurt?"
Wes began. "We broke into his locker and ripped up all of his homework, we shoved him into lockers, we put two buckets of ice cold water over him, and we…"
"What else…" Blaine said dangerously.
"We buttered the floor for Kurt to slip." Wes muttered.
"WHAT!" everyone turned around to see Finn standing there with Burt. Burt was shaking in rage; he walked over to Wes and grabbed the front of his collar.
"Because of you, my son had a seizure, and he is going to have to stay in the hospital overnight which is his worst nightmare, on the anniversary of his mother's death." Burt shouted.
A few of the Warblers backed up when Burt came forward. A few started crying when he mentioned the stuff with the seizure and his mother.
"If you weren't a minor, I would punch you right in the face," Burt said, letting go of Wes' collar. Burt turned away.
"Yeah, well I don't mind," Finn said, before punching Wes right in the cheek. Wes cried out and clutched his cheek.
"Asshole," Blaine said, then followed Finn and Burt out of the waiting room.
When they were back in the room, Blaine turned to Burt.
"Mr Hummel, I swear I had nothing to do with it. I heard that Kurt was cheating on me with a jock at our school, and I was really upset. Wes confronted me and I told him, but I made him promise not to tell anyone. I am so sorry," Blaine begged.
"Blaine-"
"It wasn't Blaine's fault dad," Kurt's small voice came through the mask. "He didn't know," he said sleepily.
"Kurt," Burt said relieved, crouching down on the floor to look at his son. "You gave us a scare there bud,"
"Hey you," Blaine smiled down at Kurt.
"Hey, again," Kurt said.
"Finn punched Wes in the face for you, you should have seen it," Blaine said excitedly.
"Yeah dude, it was awesome!" Finn said proudly.
"I don't want to go back to that school dad," Kurt admitted sheepishly.
"I understand kid, I'll talk to the school tomorrow, talk about the transfer back to McKinley," Burt smiled at his son, to reassure him it was okay.
"If Kurt goes, then I would like to go too," Blaine said, a bit embarrassed. "I'll talk to my parents when I get home."
"You guys should get going, visiting hours close soon. I'm staying with Kurt tonight." Burt said.
Everyone else agreed. Blaine went over to Kurt and kissed his forehead, Kurt made a grabbing motion with his hand, so Blaine grabbed his hand and kissed each knuckle.
"I'll see you tomorrow honey," Blaine said.
"I didn't cheat by the way, I had a few people come up to me and ask me, but I swear I didn't," Kurt whispered.
"I know, I know. I love you." Blaine whispered, giving one last kiss to Kurt's forehead.
"Love you too," Kurt murmured through the mask.
Carole and Finn had already left, so Blaine walked out of the hospital, and saw Nick, Jeff and David waiting outside the exit for him.
"Is he okay?" Jeff asked, biting his nails, which was a nervous trait he picked up before he joined Dalton.
"For now," Blaine said without looking at them.
"Okay, we'll see you tomorrow?" Davis asked.
"No I don't think so." Blaine said. "We're not returning to Dalton."
"What?" All three boys asked at once.
"I hope you guys learned a big lesson today, you lost two friends today." Blaine said, before walking towards his car and not looking back at the Warblers.
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