Thank you everyone who reviewed! And they're all good! Since you demanded it (ahem Number1KurtHummelFan) here is chapter two.
Blaine's POV
My phone clattered to the ground. Kurt Hummel might be dead. I might never be able to say how I loved him. I might never be abl-
No.
He can't be dead.
He won't be.
Cause if he is, I-
No!
I picked up my phone off the ground, shaking with fear about what I might here next.
"Finn?" I said, "Finn, are you still there?"
"Yes, I'm here," he answered.
"Finn," I swallowed "He's not- I mean, he can't be-"
"Dead," Finn cut me off, "No, he's not dead. He's in life support. Blaine... he's in a coma."
I didn't know whether to thank god or swear at him. Kurt, my Kurt, was in a coma?
"F-for how long?" I asked. He sighed, with a shaky breath.
"For how long Finn!" I yelled at him.
"We don't know! Okay!" He shouted in return. "It could be a week it could be forever! We don't know!" He started to sob.
I realised that I wasn't the only one losing someone.
"How's Burt?" I ask, almost silently, regretting my yelling earlier.
"How do you think he is?" Finn said through muffled tears.
"Where are you? I have to see him." I said
"We're at Lima hospital, it's right next to the shoe store on Parker Avenue." Finn said back regaining himself, "If he were awake, he would want to see your face."
I got into my car and turned it on, "I'll be there soon."
No POV
Blaine didn't want to look at Kurt. He didn't want to see how his baby was hurt, how he suffered.
At his own hand.
Blaine didn't want to think about that either. Kurt had wanted to die.
"Kurt? Baby?" Blaine yelled out. "KURT!" He screamed, the glass wall stopping his sound from reaching the boy, even if he was awake.
He looked at Kurt's cuts, his beautiful body tainted with flaws that he had caused himself, because he thought he should die.
Kurt Hummel, fabulous, wonderful, amazing Kurt Hummel, though that he shouldn't live.
Blaine pounded on the glass,
"Why? Why! WHY!" He shouted.
"Kid, screaming at him won't bring him back." Burt sighed at the boy from his chair. "Just rest, you have bags under your eyes, it's three in the morning."
Time had passed since Blaine had sped to the hospital, precious time. Time I could've spent here with Kurt, Blaine thought to himself.
The doctors had told Blaine everything in a blur of words that Blaine couldn't understand and didn't know.
Coma, Brain Damage, Possible Memory Loss
He just couldn't get one thought off his brain. Kurt wanted this to happen, he wanted to get hurt, why?
He came to a conclusion at 6:30 the following morning, it was his fault.
Yes, that must be the solution,
Blaine had done something wrong.
He wasn't supportive enough. He couldn't fight off the bullies. He wasn't brave enough.
By eight-o-clock, Blaine was sure of it.
He ran up to Burt in tears
"Sir, I'm so sorry, it's completely my fault"
Burt looked completely taken aback by Blaine's sudden exclamation.
"Kid, there is one thing that you should know, one thing only! This is not your fault."
Blaine starred at him like a child finally figuring out that there isn't a Santa Claus.
"You don't have to lie to me Mr. Hummel. You must have figured out the same thing I have."
"And what is that Blaine?"
"I wasn't strong enough, I had to be better for him."
Burt sighed, "No kid, you were perfect, Kurt loved you, son"
Blaine's eyes widened.
Kurt loved him?
Blaine loved Kurt.
Kurt loved Blaine .
Blaine loved Kurt.
And now he might never get to tell him,
never.
Here's the second chapter! I'll try to get the third one up as soon as possible. Once again thanks for all the reviews!
-KlaineSavesTheWorld