A/N: Sorry for the long wait guys. I've been updating some of my other Glee fics. Blaine's abuse starts up in this chapter s skim if it makes you all squirmy like a wormy.
Chapter 2
Elizabeth smiled as Kurt skipped into the car.
"Hi, darling! How was school?" she asked, bracing herself for the endless chatter that was sure to come out of her son's mouth.
"Mommy! I met the prettiest boy in school, and we played dollies, and dressup, and pretend, and we cuddled, and we drew pictures and did puzzles together, and we married our Power Rangers, and we shared our goldfish with each other, and he gave me his fruit rollup, and-"
And so it continued all the way home. Elizabeth knew she'd have to take several Advils, but she didn't mind. Kurt was happy, so the headache his chatter was causing was only a minor issue.
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Blaine tiptoed inside the house.
"GET OVER HERE YOU STUPID KID!"
Blaine covered his mouth as a small whimper escaped his lips and quietly entered the living room where his father was. Instantly he was grabbed by the collar of his shirt and flung to the ground.
"WHY DO I GOTTA PUT UP WITH YOU? HUH?"
Blaine whimpered and tears escaped his eyes.
"STOP CRYING, WIMP!"
Blaine scuttled away from his father and dived behind the couch as a beer bottle came crashing towards his head. Just think of Kurt. Just think of Kurt. He thought to himself.
"YOU'RE THE GODDAMN REASON I AINT GOT NO FUCKING JOB YA LITTLE SHIT! IT'S CUZ YOU'RE STUPID!"
Blaine cried out in fear as his father pulled him out from his safe haven behind the couch.
"D-daddy," he whimpered. "I-I'm sorry."
"YOU BETTER BE!" his father replied, punching him in the face.
"OW! Stop it, PLEASE!" he whimpered.
"GET UP TO YOUR FUCKING ROOM BEFORE I GET MY SHOTGUN AND KILL YOU!"
Blaine ran up the stairs as fast as his legs could carry him, hid under the covers of his bed, and cried softly.
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Kurt skipped into school the next day, humming a random song to himself. He saw Blaine sitting alone at a table and instantly knew something was wrong. He sat in the chair next to him and asked, "Blaine? What's wrong?" Instantly Kurt found his arms full of Blaine, and he hugged the other boy back, leaning on his chest.
"I missed you," Blaine whispered.
"Missed you too," Kurt beamed, looking up, and then gasping. "Blaine! What happened to you?"
Blaine tried to cover the bruise sprouting on his cheek, but Kurt was too fast for him.
"Who did this to my bestest friend?" Kurt asked, crossing his arms over his chest and frowning sternly at Blaine. "I'll hurt them right back!"
"No, Kurt, it's okay, I-"
"Blaine, tell me," Kurt warned.
"No."
"I'll tickle you!" Kurt growled, quite seriously.
"Okay, okay! But you have to promise not to tell anyone," Blaine whispered.
"I promise," Kurt replied.
"It-it was my daddy, Kurt. My daddy did this."
A/N: Yes I know. You now have a love/hate relationship with me. XD! Have fun with that. See you in the next chapter!
