Chapter 3: As Real As It Gets
Sorry it took me so long, don't know why it did. If your still here and want to hear my ramblings continue on the story. enjoy c:
Kurts POV:
When Kurt started to open his eyes he wasn't use to the scenery he was in. Instead of being in his decrative room or at the boring William McKinley High school. This place was more sterile empty and boring. Than it hit him. The pure white sheets and walls, accompioned with beeps of a monitor, he knew where he exactly was. When his mother died in the hospital when he was 8 thought he would never return, it was the place that hurt him the most. Never feeling a whole again from the jagged empty ripped pockets caused by this place. As he started to feel pain shoot across his body. He thought he would never return here, or ever want to. Was he dead? he didn't remember anything after Karofsky, wait Karofsky!
A shot of fear and pain made him jerk up right and almost jump out of the hospital bed. As he did so hands clasped around his shoulders covered loosely in a hospital gown. Ready to scream eventhough his head was full of bone breaking pain, he soon realised whose hands they were. Warm and when they had them in a grip it wasn't painful just holding him there. When his eyes met the honey brown orbs that were full of distress and worry he'd thought he went to heaven. There was the sweet dapper Blaine who was looking broken whispering sweet things to the boy to make him calm down and still. Kurt looked up at Blaine and spoke so quiet he could barely hear himself, but he knew the boy would hear him."Am I dead?, is this suppose to be heaven?"
Blaine's POV:
Five minutes earlier...
As Blaine sat there next to the boy who remained still in a hospital bed all emotions ran through his head. I should have stopped this, is this my fault? Who would do this to Kurt? Why?, Who ever is going to pay. He started to stare at Kurt taking in all the injuries. When Blaine carried him in the hospital he couldn't tell how bad the injuries, there was just so little time, so much emotion, and blood. When Blaine sat there staring at the boy in the bed. Now in a white gown and bandages attached to a heart monitor, When Kurt woke up he probably wouldn't like the wardrobe he was put in. That put a small smile on Blaine's face but it was soon gone on his face replaced with worry.
Soon as a little time past the boy started to stirr in his sleep faint groans and whines that were barley audible but were noticiable. Kurt looked like such a child, so vunrable, misrable. Then, out of no where the boys eyes shot open like he was being attacked and Blaine reacted fast wanting nothing to do more than to hold him and tell him everything is going to be okay. He held him in an embrace and started to hum sweet melodies in his head trying to calm the boy down. Right when he was about to call out for help the boy started to still and settle in his hands and ask him something.
Kurt asking him if he was dead and in heaven almost sent Blaine over the edge. Staring at the boy with darkening bruises on his arms and a bandage around the back of his head with true pain shown in his face almost did that too. About to cry and just wanting to hold the boy closer but couldn't because of the bed he said in almost the soft and sweetest voice " You're alive, you will always be on my watch." At that moment the doctor walked in.
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Man I'm such a tease.:{) But how would the story would be good without suspence. Will Burt ever find out? What will Kurt think of this when he remembers what happens? How will Kurt act? When will glee club know? Do you want them to know?,
Depends on sweet little reviews. Sorry it took me so long to make, next one will be super long if I get some reviews promise.,
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