Hi!
Here's the second chapter, I hope you will like it!
Kurt hated hospitals. They were so cold and scary. And it always meant something horrible when he had to visit them. Now he was sitting on an uncomfortable white chair, waiting for somebody to come and tell him about his father's condition. He didn't know how long they had been there and he didn't care. All he wanted to know if his father was fine.
Kurt was so lucky that Carole had been there when his father had lost consciousness. It had been the first time something like that happened and Kurt hadn't known what he should do. He hand't moved, he couldn't even tell Carole what had happened. Fortunately, Carole had called the ambulance immediately and made sure Burt got the best doctor.
And now, they were waiting. It took a long time, Kurt could tell. Finn left a few times and brought them water and food but Kurt didn't even notice, although Carole asked him a few times to eat and drink something. He never responded. All he could think about was that maybe he will lose his father and become orphan and it's his fault.
Memories from the past came back to haunt him, memories from almost eight years earlier, when Burt had gotten the most horrible phone call ever, telling him that his wife had been found in the woods, seriously hurt, and he should go into the hospital because her state is critical. Kurt hadn't understood why he had to wake up so late and go into the hospital, Burt hadn't told him. All he had known was that something serious happened and his father had been really nervous. And then, he had been left on the corridor alone for God knows how long, before Burt had come back to tell him his mother had died.
That had been the darkest time in their life. Burt had been lost in his own grief, barely looking after Kurt who had been waiting for his mother to come back, not able to accept the fact that she won't. But they had learnt how to move on, how to continue their life that wasn't over with the death of Elisabeth. And they had come closer to each other, always being there for the other. Maybe Burt had problems with accepting Kurt the way he was, but he loved his son, just as Kurt loved his father. And Kurt wasn't ready to lose him, too.
He didn't know what happened to his father, but he knew it was serious. That's why they were still sitting and waiting for somebody to come and talk to them. If it had been just a faiting, they should have been informed about it by now. No, it was something serious.
"Kurt, honey, look at me" Carole said as she stood in front of Kurt, trying to get his attention. When Kurt didn't say anything, he didn't even look up, she shook his shoulders gently. Kurt finally blinked and seemed to hear her. "You should eat something. Finn brought us sandwiches."
"I'm not hungry" Kurt replied and wanted to slip back into his thoughts but Carole didn't let him.
"Then drink something at last" she pleaded.
"How long have we been here?" Kurt asked quietly.
"For almost twelve hours" Carole answered.
"Why haven't they come to talk to us? There-There's something wrong, right?" Kurt knew he had to breath but why was it so hard?
"Calm down, please" Carole said and sat down beside Kurt. She saw the boy was close to hyperventilating.
"I can't lose him, Carole" Kurt whispered. What was this wetness on his cheeks?
"You won't" the woman said and wiped Kurt's cheeks, fighting with her own tears.
"Family of Burt Hummel?" somebody asked from behind them.
They turned around to see a doctor standing not too far away from them. Carole knew him, he was the one who treated his husband years ago. He had superpower, too, he was one of the few doctors they could ask for help without risk. Carole motioned him to come closer and she stood up, Kurt following her.
"He had a heart attack" the doctor said. Kurt paled immediately.
"I-Is he dead?" he asked the first question that came into his mind. Heart attack was serious... that's all he knew. He had to sit down as his feet couldn't hold his weight.
"No, he isn't" the doctor smiled. "He was lucky, it wasn't that bad. If everything is fine, he can go home in a few days. Do you want to see him?"
Kurt nodded and almost ran as the doctor showed them the way. He stepped into the room and felt sick. His father was lying on the bed in the middle of the room, with a lot of machines beeping around him. He was conscious and smiled as he saw his family.
"Dad" Kurt whispered as he slowly walked to his father. Burt smiled again.
"Hey, buddy" he said. "Not preparing yourself for my funeral I hope."
"Do you know how you scared me?" Kurt asked and wiped away his tears.
"I'm fine, Kurt. There's nothing you have to worry about" Burt said calmly.
"Dad, you had a heart attack" Kurt said in disbelief. Didn't his father understand what it meant?
"Kurt, your dad is right, you shouldn't worry about it now" Carole told him and stepped to the boy, putting a hand on his shoulder. She just wanted Kurt to calm down. The stress wasn't good for any of them.
"Yeah, you know I'm strong as hell" Burt smiled. "I'll get out of here in no time."
"You still have to be careful, Dad. You're lucky, it could have been worse" Kurt said quietly.
"I'll be, I promise" Burt said. He knew very well how lucky he was to have a second chance. He always believed he was invulnerable but now he had to accept that he wasn't. That he had to be more careful.
"It was a long day for all of us. I think we should go home and leave your father rest, Kurt" Carole said. She stepped to Burt and gave him a light kiss before turning back to Kurt.
"We will be back tomorrow" Kurt said as Carole led him out of the room. He knew he wouldn't be able to get any sleep, although they had spent the whole night in the hospital. He was so worried for his father but he knew they had to leave him to get some rest.
~ o ~
"Hey, Burt" William Schuester greeted the man the next day when he visited him in the hospital.
"Hey, Will. Did you get it?" Burt asked immediately.
He promised Kurt that he will be careful, so he called Will later and asked him to find another superhero who can help him out while he's recovering.
"I talked to Remington yesterday and he knew somebody. Here" Will said and handed a folder to Burt. The man opened it and started reading.
"Nightbird?" he asked and raised an eyebrow.
"Blaine Anderson" Will said and took out a photo. "21, working currently in New York but he would be happy to come back and work with you. If I'm right, he had some... issues in New York and he wants to be out of the city for awhile."
"What kind of issues?" Burt asked and looked at the picture. "I don't remember him."
"He was member of the fighter club and the glee club. He has a great voice" Will said. "I don't know much about his things in New York but I heard he had a fight with a local villain and he didn't came out of it well. I think he wants to start over."
Burt sighed and put down the folder.
"I don't know. I need somebody strong and relieable. I don't want another kid to look after" he said.
"Well, we don't have too many applicants since you didn't want them to know about..." Will started but Burt cut in.
"We can't tell them about my condition. It would be too dangerous. I have to keep my family safe."
"I can completely understand" Will nodded. "Maybe I can find somebody else but you have to give me more time."
Burt took Blaine's photo in his hand again and sighed.
"Give the boy a chance. But if he isn't good enough, I'll kick him out" he said.
Will smiled and took the folder from him.
"I don't think you will be disappointed" he said. "Now if we're done here, I have to..."
Burt waved him down.
"There's something else we have to talk about" he said.
"And what is it?" Will asked.
"Kurt" Burt sighed. "I know you don't want to let him perform on that competition. I think you should give him a chance. He's a good boy."
"I know he is" Will said instantly. "But he has to learn from his mistakes. Besides, we have the twelve members to the song."
"It's killing him, Will. You can't do this" Burt said.
"I'll think about it" Will said finally. He knew Kurt said some things he shouldn't have but he saw the boy in the school in the morning, he looked awful. Maybe he should find out something and let him perform with the others.
"Thank you" Burt said.
~ o ~
Kurt couldn't wait for his last class to end, so he could go to the hospital to visit his father. He called Burt a few times, just to make sure he was fine, and his father told him every time that he shouldn't worry so much. It wasn't so simple, of course he was worried, his father had a heart attack.
When the bell finally rang, he jumped up from his seat and rushed to the door. He stepped out and turned to go to the nearest exit – only to be thrown against the nearest locker. He groaned as his back hit the cold metal. His back was already bruised, thanks to the daily bullying, and it hurt like hell. He looked up angrily at Karofsky who was standing only two feets away from him.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" he shouted. He knew the other students were staring at them but he didn't care.
"Look, the fairy is angry" one of the football players said, causing the others to laugh.
"Leave him alone" Finn said as he stepped out of the classroom and next to Kurt.
"Defending your girlfriend, Hudson?" Karofsky asked and he smiled widely when he saw Finn getting angry.
"Just leave him" Kurt whispered when he saw how close Finn was to punch the other boy.
"Kurt's getting throught something really bad. You should learn some comprehension and back off" Finn said as if he didn't hear Kurt.
"What a tragedy! I'll cry" Karofsky replied. "Since when are you so close to each other? Did he poison you when you moved in with them? Are you gay, too? It's disgusting."
Finn growled and jumped at Karofsky, falling with the other boy to the ground. He didn't give Karofsky enough time to react as he started hitting him without hesitation.
"Enough!" a new voice said.
Shannon Beiste, the coach of the football team, rushed towards the two boys, the others stepp ing aside immediately, giving her place. She waved with her hands and in the next second, Finn and Karofsky were flying away from each other. Beiste forced them with her power to stay at the wall.
"What the hell is going on here?" she asked.
"He started it" Karofsky said, pointing at Finn.
"That's not true" Finn said. "He threw Kurt against the locker again and then insulted me."
"I don't care who started it or why, nobody is allowed to hurt the other students in this school" Beiste said.
Kurt almost laughed. He could tell a few stories about violence in the school.
"Let's go home, everybody" Beiste said and let the two boys go. Finn glanced at Karofsky briefly but then he turned away, grabbed Kurt's arm and led him out of the building.
"I'm sorry, Finn" Kurt said when they got to Finn's car. He saw that Finn was still angry.
"I can't always be there to defend you. I have enough of calling me names because you can't be like everybody else" Finn said as he started the car. Kurt glared at him in disbelief.
"What do you mean?" he asked.
"You know what I mean" Finn muttered.
"Right, I shouldn't be gay" Kurt sighed. "You know I can't change that."
"You should try" Finn replied.
~ o ~
The boy's mood didn't become better as the stepped into the hospital room. Kurt didn't say a word and didn't even look at Finn, he jumped out of the car when they arrived and went straight to the door. Finn didn't think it was his fault, he did everything he could for Kurt, he thought it was time for the boy to do something for his own good.
"Hey, boys" Burt smiled when he saw the two boys arrive.
"Hey, Dad" Kurt said and forced out a small smile as he went to his father. "Are you feeling better?"
"Of course. I'm ready to go home, although the doctors want to keep me here for a few days" Burt grimanced. "And the food is horrible. They said the food they give me for lunch was with vegetables but I swear I didn't recognize any vegetables in that thing at all."
Kurt smiled. He knew how much his father hated vegetables and everything healthy but he had to get used to them if he wants to live longer.
"I'll do something for you when you come home" he said.
"Some meat would be great" Burt sighed.
"We will talk about it" Kurt said.
"Right" Burt said and rolled his eyes. He had a bad feeling that his son won't let him eat anything delicious in the next decade. "I have some news for you. I talked to Will and asked him to get somebody to help me. And he found a man."
"That's great, Dad!" Kurt said happily. Finally, his dad didn't have to work so much, there will be somebody to help him.
"Yeah, he will arrive today if everything goes fine" Burt said.
"And who is it?" Finn asked, talking for the first time since they arrived.
"Nightbird" Burt answered. The boys looked confused so he continued. "Blaine Anderson. He graduated a few years ago. Dark, curly hair..."
"I remember him" Finn said. "He was member of the fighter club. I saw him once, that man is really cool."
Kurt rolled his eyes. Of course Nightbird is cool. Probably he's a giant like Finn, with big muscles and no brain.
"He will live with us, so I want you to help Carole clean up the guestroom. She's already at home" Burt said.
"Wait, he will live with us?" Kurt asked when the information finally reached him. "But why?"
"We don't want anybody know about my condition. It would be dangerous, Kurt. So we will tell everyone that he is here to learn from me" Burt answered. Kurt bit his lip nervously.
"Do you think if they find out..." he started but Burt cut in.
"There're people out there only waiting for the opportunity to get me. The only thing why they don't attack us is because they are afraid of me. We have to pretend like everything is fine around us."
Kurt nodded. He knew very well how dangerous his father's enemies are, one of them was responsible for the death of Kurt's mother. And he knew he wasn't the only one who was capable of something like this.
~ o ~
Kurt slammed the door behind him angrily. He and Finn helped Carole to get ready for the arrival of Nightbird but the two boys couldn't make it without a fight. Finn complained that he had to do more and Kurt pointed out that it was fair because he was a million times faster because of his power. In the end, Carole had enough and sent the boys back into their rooms.
Kurt went to the mirror and sat down. He looked up and down his reflexion and shookhis head. He looked awful. He lost too much weight in the past months because of the bullying. He looked sick, his face was always pale and he couldn't hide the dark circles under his eyes anymore, even though he started using make-up. He sighed and rubbed his forehead. He had to start his skin care routine.
He just took out his things when the doorbell rang. He knew at last Carole heard it, too, so he didn't move. But the doorbell rang again. He sighed and jumped up.
He reached the door and opened in fast. Whoever was standing there, he will just send him away. It was late, they were tired and they didn't need visitors at all.
There was a man in front of him, leaning against the wall. He smiled when Kurt opened the door and ran his eyes up and down Kurt's body. The boy crossed his arms in front of his chest as he stared at the man angrily.
"Can I help you?" he asked.
"I hope you can" the man smiled.
Kurt pressed his lips together before he could say something he didn't want. He didn't like the way the man looked at him and with everything he had been through in the past few days, the last thing he needed was an asshole who came into his home to make fun of him. So he did the first thing that came into his mind and slammed the door into the man's face. He turned around quickly and was ready to leave, but the doorbell rang again and the man knocked on the door twice right after that. Kurt turned back and opened the door again.
"Can we start over?" the man asked hastily before Kurt can close the door in front of him again.
"What do you want?" Kurt asked, holding his hand on the handle. The man smiled again and took a step closer.
"It's the Hummel house, right? God, it was so hard to found you" he said.
"I'm Kurt Hummel" Kurt nodded. "And who are you?"
"Blaine Anderson" the man said happily.
Blaine Anderson... Blaine Anderson... the name was so familiar, but Kurt didn't remember from where. Then suddenly, he remembered and his eyes widened.
"You're Nightbird?"