A/N: As I promised earlier this morning when I posted the teaser, here is the second part to this short segment story!

Enjoy!


ON THE OTHER SIDE

The last thing Kurt could remember was the car behind him that was chasing him. The car that kept on ramming into the back of his bumper again and again.

They went around a curvy road.
Kurt had no where to turn, to stop, or to pull off at.

His car..it must have flipped.

He remembered the pain and then everything turned dark.
Dark and cold.
Why was it so cold?
Who was that screaming... and oh what is that light?


Cooper, he got there as fast as he could. And when they got there the looks of it weren't so good.

The car looked as if it flipped a few times. The roof was dented in, along with the doors. The windows were cracked... and...

Cooper stole a quick glance at Blaine and swallowed a lump in his throat from seeing his baby brother completely torn apart.


"We—we are too late." Blaine choked gripping his hair tight and hunching forwards, his eyes closed tight—and tears spilling through.

"What did we do? What did we do?" his voice was rising.

He tasted the vile in his throat while his stomach started to churn.

Before Cooper could even reply Blaine was unbuckling his seat belt and was running towards Kurt's crashed car.

"Blaine wait don't!" Cooper's crisp voice rung out in the dark of the night.

"Blaine!" he yelled, scolding Blaine once again—his own sense of worry creeping up his throat.

Blaine was there, it was too late. Whatever happened Blaine would know and he was sort of scared of what his brother might see.


Blaine ran as fast as he possibly could. When he got to the car he took a deep breath.

He had called Kurt.

He tried to warn him.

He attempted to keep him safe.

But Kurt, he wouldn't answer his phone.
He wouldn't answer his phone because Kurt was mad at him.

And now—this happened.

It was all Blaine's fault.

All of it.

If they haven't gone to that stupid gay bar then none of this would of happened and Sebastian wouldn't of, wouldn't of...

A big lump was struck in Blaine's throat, tears were falling down his face.

Sucking in a shuttering breath, he fought with opening the dented in door.

He could hear Cooper calling him in the distance—but he couldn't focus.

His attention was on Kurt and Kurt alone.

Once the door lurched open with a loud creek a choked sob escaped Blaine's mouth.

Kurt he was...he was hunched awkwardly in his seat.

Tangled in his seat belt and blood coming from a huge gash on his head.

His eyes were closed—and oh god—oh god.

"Kurt!" Blaine cried, falling to his knees. Mud seeping through his pants.

"Kurt I am so sorry. Please be okay, please be okay." he prayed.

He wasn't sure to what exactly-but he will pray to whoever it takes to make Kurt okay again.

Cooper walked up behind Blaine, putting a reassuring hand on his shoulder.


"What are we going to do?" Blaine asked helplessly as he felt.

"Well," Cooper began to explain. "We don't know how major any of this is. I called an ambulance." he continued. "They should be here soon." his voice was soft but Blaine felt even more vile creeping up his throat.

Oh god. Oh god.

"They are going to call Burt. Burt is going to have a heart attack!" Blaine ran his fingers worriedly through his hair again, some of his curls breaking free from his gel.

"He is going to kill me, then he is going to have a heart attack."

"I wouldn't think that way so fast little brother. I used our contact information for Kurt."

Blaine looked at Cooper for a moment.

Lying to Burt Hummel wasn't on the list of things he wanted to do—but there will be more time to worry about that later.

His main concern was Kurt.


A/N: That was the update for tonight! (:

I would like to take the time right now and thank everyone who has reviewed, alerted, and faved this story!

Seeing my inbox this afternoon was very shocking and it just makes me so happy to know that you are all liking this so much!

Keep em' coming ;) haha.

Well that is all, until tomorrow of course!

XxLaurenxX
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