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"I don't know maybe Dylan tried to sneak through the window, but fell to his death?" Blaine says receiving a glare from Kurt. Blaine shrugs, "I was only hoping." She was about to respond when she heard a familiar voice call her name. She scrambled up onto the bed and held onto her Daddy. "I'm call the police." Blaine picks up his mobile dialing 911. "Hello, yes...I there has been a break in...yes." Blaine told them their address and hung up. "They'll be here in ten minutes.

"Every thing's going to be alright." Kurt soothes Harley.

She nodded, "I'm scared." I may have been childish but she felt like she was living a nightmare.

"It's okay, everything will be okay." Blaine whispers pressing a kiss against her head, she nodded as she heard police sirens in the distance. "See? They'll be here any minute." Blaine mumbles.

She nodded, whimpering when she heard Dylan call her name again. Kurt hugged her tighter when she whimpered, then they heard the door banged opened by the police. She shut her eyes tight and squeezed her Daddy hard. Once she heard them take Dylan outside she opened her eyes. "He's gone. You're safe." Blaine whispers squeezing her arm gently. She nodded and sat up, rocking back and forth some.

"Let's go to sleep." Kurt tells them holding his daughter to him, so she would be unable to rock anymore. Blaine stared at the two worried for his daughter. Harley nodded and curled into her Daddy. The police knocked on the bedroom door and she flinched noticeably. Blaine kisses the top of Harley's head before getting up to get the door.

Harley snuggled farther into her Daddy, but turned to look at the cops. She saw how Kurt's eyes kept flickering down to her scars, but she chose to ignore it. Blaine talks to the officer for a moment then turns to his family, "Harley, we need you to talk to the officer, okay?" Blaine says softly.

Harley nodded and crawled off the bed "O-Okay"

"Hi Harley, I'm Officer Davidson, I need to know about the relationship with Dylan, okay?" He says softly when she walks up to him.

She nodded, and sniffled, "W-What do you need to know?"

"Has he been abusing you in any way at all, how often does he break in? You're father already told me, but we need you to tell us for sure okay?" He tells her softly, smiling sadly at Blaine.

She nodded, letting a few tears fall, "Uhh, Okay. Ya, he rapes and hits me." She said with a sniffle. Harley pulled it together, "Uhh, he breaks in...maybe, once a week."

"Anything else? We'll need to know."

Harley grimaced and looked back at her Dad's guiltily, "He uh...His Dad...raped me a few times..."

"Oh my god." Kurt gasps.

"Harley?" Blaine stares at his daughter trying not to fall apart, holding Kurt tightly too him.

"How many times Harley?" Davidson asks sharply, knowing that this was much more serious than he had thought.

She thought about it a moment, "Umm...19..." She mumbled, moving her hand to scratch at the scars on her leg instinctively.

"Okay, I'll call you in the morning -Anderson." He nods towards Blaine frowning sadly, before walking out of their flat.

"Harley?" Blaine asks holding Kurt tightly who was now crying into his chest mumbling things about their little girl, "Wh-why didn't you tell us?"

Harley flinched and leaned against the wall, "He uhh...He threatened to do…stuff, if I told anyone." She mumbled scratching at her scars still.

"What did he threaten?" Blaine asks quietly afraid he already know the answer.

Harley shrugged, "More...creative..ways of rape..." She mumbled.

"What ways?" Blaine asks through gritted teeth.

She grimaced thinking back to all the threats, "I...uh...leaving me tied up, drugging me, hitting me while he raped me, raping me over and over until I died." She said all at once. There were many, /many/ more. Some she didn't remember, some she didn't want to say.

Blaine sat on the bed, "Come here." he whisper softly opening one arm for her, in the other arm held Kurt who had stopped crying, but was shaking lightly. She walked up and sat on his lap, laying her head on his chest, shaking like Kurt. "They won't come near you, I won't let them. You're safe now, but you have to tell us these things because we can help."

She nodded and fell apart again, sobbing out all the threats Dylan's father had made. She realized she probably shouldn't have, but she did anyway. After some of the things she was saying she knew there would be questions and braced herself for them. "Harley, cutting? Is that hoe you deal with all this? Instead of telling us you cut? Or why?" Kurt asks sounding completely broken.

She nodded, "I didn't want you guys to be disappointed in me for not being able to handle it." She whispered not looking at her Dad's.

"This isn't something anyone can handle on their own." Kurt whispers look at Harley sadly. Harley turned and hid her face in Blaine's neck, not wanting them to see her cry.

"Let's go to sleep, and he can talk about it in the morning." Blaine sighs stroking Harley's hair. She nodded, kissed her Dad's cheeks with an 'I love you' and climbed under the blankets, waiting for her Dad's to join her.

"We can do this." Kurt mumbles kissing Blaine lightly before joining their daughter. Blaine nods following Kurt.

Harley closed her eyes and fell asleep right away. She had nightmares. Like she did every night. She shot straight up at three AM drenched in sweat and shaking with fear.

Kurt unlike Blaine was a light sleeper woke up when she shot up, "What's wrong Har?" Kurt grumbles sitting up. She latched onto her Daddy, sobbing into his shoulder. "It's okay, don't worry it was just a dream you're safe." Kurt soothes.

"Wh-whats the matter, love?" Blaine mumbles, Kurt was unsure if he was awake, or not. Blaine tended to talk in his sleep. Harley jumped off the bed and ran to the bathroom, barley making it to the toilet before she was throwing up.

Blaine shot up, "Harley!? Sh-should we go in?" Blaine asks uncertain, she always hated she was sick and they tried to help her while vomiting. Harley stopped vomiting and washed out her mouth in the sink, still sobbing. She hated those dreams, when the threats Dylan or his father came true.

"Blaine, I don't want this for her, I hate this! Your suppose to lose your virginity to someone who loves you, its suppose to a good thing, gently not rape." Kurt sobs into his shoulder.

"Mio amore, mio amore, mio amore." Blaine mumbles holding Kurt to him. Harley sank to the bathroom floor and shook violently. She decided if she tried to stand up she'd pass out, so she sat there. She knew after they had calmed down her Dad's would come check on her. "I'm going to go check on her." Blaine tells Kurt kissing the top of his head, before getting up and going to the loo.

Harley looked up at her Dad, "Sorry I woke you up."

"It's okay, how are you?" Blaine sinks down to his knees beside her daughter.

She set her head on his chest, "Scared."

"Don't be."

She nodded, "I can't help but be..." She let a few more tears fall.

"That's okay you want to go back to bed?" Blaine hugs her tightly. She nodded and wrapped her arms around his neck so he could pick her up. Blaine swiftly picked her up carrying her back to their bed, to have Kurt take her up in her arms soothing her quietly.

She lies in between them and fell back asleep. Morning came all too soon. She woke up and both her Dads were already gone and in the kitchen. She stood up and walked downstairs. Kurt and Blaine were talking quietly about their current situation, and whether they should get Harley therapy.

Harley walked into the kitchen, "Hey..."

"Hey." Blaine mumbles hugging her lightly.

"How do you feel?" Kurt asks not looking up from the phone book.

She sat down next to Kurt and drank her coke, "Okay, I guess."

Blaine nods staring at her uncertainly, "We err talking about therapy for you, what you think about that?"

"We're still discussing it." Kurt adds in.

She shrugged, "If you think its best I wouldn't be opposed to trying it once to see how it worked."

Kurt nods. "How do you feel towards Dylan?" Blaine asks out of curiosity.

Harley looked at the floor, "I-I don't know...I don't hate him. I'm pissed, and never want to see him again...but I don't hate him..."

"You don't hate him..." Blaine mumbles not looking back at her; he goes over to Kurt looking over his shoulder at the phone book. Harley started to sub-consciously scratch at her wrists, getting up and getting a bowl of cereal. "Should we get her one?" Blaine whispers in Kurt's ear.

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