A/N: Sorry guys, I know they're coming at a fast pace. But once I get started, I find it hard to stop. But this will for sure be the stopping place for tonight. The author is very sleep deprived, so if anything doesn't make sense, message me and I'll be more than happy to straighten it out! Wow! Three updates in one day! In this chapter, we get to hear more of Blaine's back story. It's something I really hope they cover in the acctual series, because not much is known about the strange curly haired hobbit who has captured our hearts.

Disclaimer: Although I forgot to mention this in the last chapter, my name hasn't changed in the last twenty four hours. Still not Ryan Murphey. Still no rights to Glee. Oh well. Maybe tomorrow.

Warning: Mentions of abuse and homophobia. (not too major though)

Hope your enjoy the four chapter!

Kurt is very rarely ever speechless. Even when he is, he finds something to say about it. But hearing Blaine blatantly say that his own father has been hurting him, and that Blaine was so sorry that he had never told him, and that is was just that he didn't want Kurt to worry, it was breaking Kurt's heart. Part of it was the very fact that Blaine hadn't told him what was going on, but then the other half broke solely for the boy Kurt held in his arms, the boy that endured so much every day but would still rush to Kurt's side for a nightmare. Kurt was speechless.

"Blaine, you told me that you and your father were getting along better, and that you thought he finally understood." Kurt whispered. Blaine took in a shaky breath and looked out the window, watching as the rain fell.

"I thought he was. Then a month and a half ago everything fell apart again. It was the day he found out about you. He was so mad because he had to find out from one of our neighbors because I couldn't get up enough guts to tell him. That was the first time he hit me. Even before, he had never laid a hand on me. But this time he did. He yanked me backwards and I hit the wall. He called me all kinds of nasty names and then he slapped my face." Blaine's tears were rolling freely now, and Kurt stroked his boyfriend's hair. The curls were beginning to bounce out of the gel. It made him look like a little kid, showing the innocence he carried in his heart.

"It's okay. You don't have to tell me. It's okay." Kurt whispered. Blaine looked him in the eyes.

"No Kurt. I have to. If I don't finish now then I'll never start again, and I need to get this out." Kurt just nodded and pulled Blaine even closer. "That night I stayed at David's. He hid me from his parents because I was a wreck. My cheek had stated to swell and there was a giant red mark. I slept on the other side of the bed on the floor, out of sight in case someone peeked in. But the next morning there was a glass of water, Advil, and a small baggie of water, and I knew they knew. But they understood that I wasn't ready to talk about it. David's became the place where I would go when my Dad got violent. It wasn't all the time, but as time went on he got more and more irritated that I wasn't turning straight, and that you were still in the picture. That brings us to last week. You remember when we went to go see that movie and came back half an hour late. I told you that in the dark if you tried to back out of my driveway-"

"That I would hit something. You were just scared that your parents would hear my car." Kurt was beginning to put the pieces together. Blaine nodded.

"Well, they didn't. They were waiting on me though. It shouldn't have been that big of a deal. I was only twenty minutes late for curfew. It wouldn't have been a big deal if I had been with David or Wes. But when they asked me who I had been with, I told them I was with you." Blaine turned to Kurt and took his hands in his own. "Because no matter what my parents think, I'm not ashamed Kurt. I'm not ashamed of us, or the fact that I'm 'queer as a three dollar bill' as your dad would say." Kurt smiled and stroked the side of Blaine's face. Blaine turned away and shut his eyes, leaning onto Kurt, as if the load had finally become too much for him to carry. Kurt pulled the boy closer until he was entirely in his lap, his head on his chest, and hugged Blaine tightly.

"I'm here. I'm still here. I'm not going anywhere." Kurt reassured the teary eyed boy. It was a moment or so of silence before Blaine pulled himself together enough to speak again.

"That night was the worst. Usually when my dad would start in on me, my mom would leave the room, and just not watch. But this time, as he beat me, she sat there and watched." Blaine swallowed the lump in his throat. "She laughed at it Kurt. She laughed at me, at the fact that I was in pain and that I couldn't get away. She called me and you all sorts of names and spat on me when my father finished. He just told me I deserved it and left the room and went to bed. I'm not sure how long I just laid there. Neither of them came back for me. It hurt so bad. That night when I got to David's, I slept up on the bed. I needed to be near someone who loved me no matter what I was. When David saw me, he knew, and he took my pillow and blanket off the floor and put me right up on the bed with him…"

"Blaine? Are you still awake?" David whispered, turning to face his best friend in the entire world. Blaine turned to roll over and cried in pain.

"Yeah. I'm awake." Tears streamed down Blaine's cheeks and David reached out and took his hand.

"I'm so sorry Blaine. I'm so sorry that you have to go through this. But I'm here for you, and so are Wes and the rest of the Warblers. We love you, no matter what you are." Blaine just sat up slowly with David and hugged his best friend.

"Thank you David. I don't know what I would ever do without you."

"Does Kurt know?" Blaine was very quick in his response.

"No." Blaine could see David's sigh as he shook his head.

"You should tell him Blaine. He would be there for you too." Blaine still shook his head.

"No. Kurt's got enough to worry about without adding my dysfunctional family to the list." The boys laid back down and David turned once more to Blaine.

"At least think about telling him. He loves you Blaine. That boy would cross the world for you. He deserves to know what's on your mind and in your heart. Just think about it." Blaine had feigned sleep to keep from having to answer, but he had heard every word.

And Blaine had thought about it. But every time he started to convince himself it was a good idea, he'd talk himself out of it. The last thing he wanted to be to Kurt was a burden.

Kurt pulled Blaine close. "I hate that you never told me. But now, when you ever feel scared or lonely, call me. I want to be there for you like you have been for me. Please Blaine. I love you too much." Kurt kissed Blaine's forehead and hugged him. "Do you want to finish the movie or go to bed?" Blaine sighed.

"I kinda just want to go to bed. It's late. Can we finish the movie tomorrow?" Kurt nodded.

"Of course." Kurt yawned. "You know, I'm really tired. Let's just lay here and sleep." Blaine nodded in agreement and curled up into Kurt's side. Both boys were asleep within minutes.

This was how Burt found them when he emerged from the hall. He hadn't meant to eavesdrop. But his love for Blaine had overpowered his common sense at the moment. And now Burt was fuming. No man was going to get away with treating a little boy so terrible, especially not one as special as Blaine Anderson. So after Burt covered the boys with a blanket, he got in his car, and prepared to confront Daniel Anderson, and if a fight was necessary, Burt would fight to the death to make sure Blaine didn't go back to that house. Burt shoved the gear shift into reverse, and sped out of the driveway.

Woohoo! Go over-protective Burt! Now onto some much needed sleep for me!

Coming up soon we will see the confrontation between Burt and Blaine's father, Blaine's transfer, and meet the New Directions!

Always Remember to Smile!

~Olivia