Told you I would update again soon. I forgot to say last chapter, please review, they are love. Plus it would be awesomeville if I could get some feedback. Sooo um this chapter will have some flashbacks in it, also don't hate on me for Burt. That's it no more spoilers. Enjoy!
Chapter 3-Home sweet home
"Shhhh I'm here Kurt, I'm here. Its ok he's gone, he's left now. You can calm down. Shhh." Blaine had his arms wrapped tightly around Kurt, trying to stop him from falling apart." D-do you think you can stand up, because we need to call your parents and get you to a hospital." Kurt's bloodshot eyes shot open as Blaine mentioned his parents and the hospital. "n-no, not the h-hospital" Kurt whispered. Blaine didn't understand why Kurt didn't want to go to the hospital but he didn't push it. After seeing what Kurt had just gone through, he wasn't forcing him to go anywhere or do anything. Come with me, we can't stay sat here. This place is horrible. If you don't wanna go home or go to the hospital I'll take you back to my house, my dad's a nurse." Kurt sniffed and nodded into Blaine's shirt. Together they made their way to Blaine's car, which was…expensive to say the least. "Wow, is that um, is that y-yours" "Yeah, my parents are kinda, rich. But don't worry. I'm not posh or anything." Kurt just nodded. He was still struggling to walk properly and now that the shock was wearing off his broken arm was really starting to hurt.
Kurt fell asleep in the back, but when he woke up half an hour later he could hear the most beautiful sound.
Made a wrong turn once or twice
Dug my way out, blood and fire
Bad decisions, that's alright
Welcome to my silly life
Kurt realised it was Blaine singing and before he knew what he w doing he took over the words.
Mistreated, misplaced, misunderstood
Miss 'No way, it's all good'
It didn't slow me down.
Mistaken, always second guessing
Underestimated, look I'm still around
Blaine didn't know Kurt could sing and joined in with him revelling I the fact that their voices harmonised so beautifully together.
Pretty, pretty please, don't you ever, ever feel
Like you're less than less than perfect
Pretty, pretty please, if you ever, ever feel
Like you're nothing, you are perfect to me
You're so mean (so mean) when you talk (when you talk)
About yourself. You were wrong.
Change the voices (change the voices) in your head (in your head)
Make them like you instead.
So complicated,
Look how we all make it.
Filled with so much hatred
Such a tired game
It's enough, I've done all I could think of
Chased down all my demons
I've seen you do the same
(Oh oh)
Pretty, pretty please, don't you ever, ever feel
Like you're less than less than perfect
Pretty, pretty please, if you ever, ever feel
Like you're nothing, you are perfect to me
The whole worlds scared, so I swallow the fear
The only thing I should be drinking is an ice cold beer
So cool in lying and we try, try, try but we try too hard
And it's a waste of my time.
Done looking for the critics, cause they're everywhere
They don't like my jeans, they don't get my hair
Exchange ourselves and we do it all the time
Why do we do that, why do I do that (why do I do that)?
(Yeah! Oh!)
Oh, pretty, pretty, please
Pretty, pretty please, don't you ever, ever feel
Like you're less than less than perfect
Pretty, pretty please, if you ever, ever feel
Like you're nothing, you are perfect to me
Perfect
Pretty, pretty please, if you ever, ever feel
Like you're nothing, you are perfect to me.
"Wow, I didn't know you could sing like that" Blaine broke the silence. Kurt smiled, "You don't know a lot of things about me."
"How are you feeling, Kurt? My house is only 5 minutes away now."
"Better, not good, but better. Um Blaine why are you being so nice to me, it's just you hardly know me, and I'm weird looking, and nervous and you just watched be get beat up by my tormenter, but somehow your just being so… gentlemanly. Why?
"I can't explain it. You're just so… amazing. You're Beautiful and smart and you have a voice like an angel. And that Monster was just so horrifically horrible to you, I couldn't just leave you alone."
But Kurt didn't hear the end of that sentence and his head was stuck in the past.
"Kurt, Kurt aren't you coming to the choir room?" Shouted Tina. "Yeah. I'll be there in a minute. Just gotta go to my locker and get some sheet. Music. I'll be there in five" He would never normally risk going around school alone. Not since the locker room incident. But everyone who's not in the glee club would have left the building ages ago. Of course now that he was alone all he could think about was what had happened with Karofsky. He wished he could tell someone but it would mean coming out to his dad. He just couldn't risk the idea that his home could become as terrifying as school. He was out at school. Everyone pretty much guessed anyway. As he reached his locker a fist met his face. "Hi Hummel. I've been waiting for you. You better not have told anyone about us" "There is no us, you freak. No I haven't told anyone about YOUR secret."
Karofsky shoved Kurt against the locker and smashed his lips onto his. His hands roaming all over Kurt's body." Karofsky pushed himself off and trailed his hand down Kurt's porcelain cheek. "You are Beautiful, and smart and have a voice like an angel. There is an us and will be until I say otherwise."
"Kurt, we're here. This is my house." He breathed out and relaxed preparing himself to meet the boy of his dreams parents. That thought flew out of his mind when he saw the Mansion Looming before them. Extravagant architecture Towered above him and Kurt was forgetting to breath. "Th-this is your house"
"Home sweet home"