Sorry it's been so long, I've been busy.
Disclaimer: I do not own Glee.
Blaine:
Pain. Horrible gut wrenching pain. My arm was bleeding profusely and I could barley see. Kurt was talking but it sounded like he was on the other end of a tunnel. I heard another mans voice too and lots of yelling. Then I heard Kurt talk one more time, and my eyes closed.
I saw a startling bright white light. It was warm and welcoming and I loved it. I wanted to go to that light. But then my eyes snapped open and shot me back into reality. I was lying on the sidewalk. Sirens were faint in the background. Blood soaked my shirt and I looked around. Where is Kurt? I look to my right and see him crumpled on the ground in a heap. Oh god, did that man hurt Kurt too? The sirens are getting loud, too loud. My head throbbed from all the noise as a white ambulance pulled up. A EMT ran up to me and gasped. I look down and my arm is much worse than I thought. A silver knife was sticking out of it and it was bleeding horrible. How did I not die yet? The EMT started wrapping my arm. I hurt like hell. Then two more EMT's came over and lifted me on to a stretcher. They slid me in and shut the door with a horrible slam. The pain became too much and I saw the light again.
Kurt:
My eyes open. How long have I been sleeping? I am in a dark room. There are no windows and only one door. I am on a dirty couch. Why am I here? Where am I? I look down at the engagement ring on my finger. Memories flooded back; The proposal, the man with a knife, Blaine getting stabbed. "Blaine" I yell. No answer. "BLAINE" I yell even louder. Still no reply. "BLA-" A hand claps my mouth. I try to scream but nothing comes out. The assailant drops me and I fall to the floor. I turn around and see the man from last night and… Rachel Berry?