A/N: Chapter Four of Finding Courage is up! This chapter is ENTIRELY told by Kurt's Point Of View. In this chapter, we will find out what all happened to Kurt and how both of them takes it. After this chapter we will get no more point of view from Kurt unless there is something I felt is needed to be told by Kurt's point of view like a certain flashback or something. Blaine will continue with the next chapter and probably the remainder of this story.

Warning! Klaine hand jobs and a heated make-out session, sexual assault, physical assault told by a character.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Glee or its characters. All copyright goes to Fox, Ryan Murphy, and whoever else! Totally don't own.

Finding Courage

Chapter Four: The Unfortunate Story

This week has been the worst week of my life. I thought that Tuesday night was going to be the highlight of my week. I was going to make my chicken parmesan dish for the Hudson-Hummel's until I noticed we were running low on cheese and garlic. I thought I could take a quick trip to the "Piggly Wiggly" down the road, make dinner, and then Blaine would come over after and we could watch a movie in my room. Or maybe put a movie on and not watch it if you know what I mean. But no, four, large, unfamiliar men had to steal my keys and destroy the groceries I just brought and then beat me up and rape me in my car. And now I've been in this cold, gloomy hole called an over-night ER room. Seeing Blaine is the highlight of my day. I know I stink and I look gross because I haven't showered but he doesn't seem to care. It has been a full week. Today is Monday and I couldn't wait to tell Blaine what I needed to tell him. This is going to feel great. All day I doodled in my note book and watched T.V, then my nurse Kelly bathed me and washed my hair which was very humiliating, although I don't remember much of it because I had panic attacks mostly the whole time. But at least I'm clean now.

An episode of "America's Next Top Model" came off and the door opened. "Hey sweetie." Blaine entered wearing his Dalton uniform.

"Hi." I smiled at him before he gave me a quick peck on the lips.

"What you doing?" he asked, sitting slowly beside me.

"Oh, I was just watching T.V. Listen Blaine; I want to tell you everything," I said, turning off the T.V.

"Huh?" he arched one of his adorable, bushy eyebrows.

"About the attack" I breathed out nervously.

"Kurt you don't have to—"

"I know I don't have to. I want to Blaine, I need to. It's going to help me." I looked deeply into his hazel eyes, hoping he could understand how much this means to me, and to our relationship.

"So you want to tell me everything then?"

"Yes. Could you please not touch me or say anything until I'm finished?"

"Sure! Whatever you want." He shrugged.

"Okay…as you probably know I went to the store to get some groceries for a meal I was making a week ago. I left the store and I was walking to my car. Out of nowhere…I saw four, large men I have never seen before walk up to me. One was the leader because he walked in front of them and told them what to do. One guy pushed me on the ground and then another guy stole my keys and the last one grabbed my bag of groceries and threw them in the road.

"They all did that when the leader was just looking at me smiling. I knew something was up. I was on the pavement and I thought they would do nothing more than steal my car but then the leader picked me up by my head and forced me to stand up against my car. I started to say what do you want from me but then he pulled on my hair so much that he lifted my chin. I was screaming, because it hurt and because I wanted someone to hear me. I tried closing my eyes to imagine the pain to go away but then I heard someone laughing and the leader said something like get 'em boys.

"That's when they started hitting me. They punched me, slapped me, pulled at my skin… everywhere. Because three different ones were doing it while the leader still held me up by my hair. I wanted to fall to the ground and hide somewhere but I couldn't… I tried to think of a safe place. I was thinking of you; you and me at home just talking, because it would feel so much better than what they were doing to me." I saw a sad smile on Blaine's face and tears started to form in his eyes as I continued with my story.

"I guess I tried to think of you too much because I started to say your name and then the leader punched me and gave me this black eye which is almost gone. I cried louder when he did that because I knew I'd been crying. They were still punching me and then I said your name and they stopped. I guess he made them stop. Then he asked who you were and told me that…that you're my sex toy and you didn't care about me…and that you wouldn't save me. Then he told one of the guy's names…his name was Fred, to pull my pants down." I could feel my voice getting jumpy when I told Blaine about them pulling my pants down. But it's just so hard not to cry when I think about it, because all of the memories and unbearable pain come rushing back to me.

"I screamed for them not to and he actually agreed with me then he let go of my hair and I finally fell to the ground. I never felt so happy in that attack than when he stopped pulling my hair. But then they started kicking me. They kicked my legs, my stomach, my chest, even my groin a few times. Then the leader pushed me against the tire of my car and lifted my shirt up to my throat so they could kick me better. I don't remember how long that went on but I could feel kicks, slaps, and more punches.

"Then I felt one of them twist my nipples really hard and I screamed loud and closed my eyes. Then I heard someone gasp. I tried to turn my head and look but the guy finally let go of my nipples and slapped me to look the other way. It must have been a shopper; she must have been who called the police. I saw one guy un-lock my car and I thought for sure that they were going to steal it and drive away but then they threw me across the backseat and the leader took out a… a knife." I felt tears down my face; damn I'm sobbing now explaining this story. I tried to look at Blaine as much as I could but he was sobbing too. So I just forgot about our humiliation and we cried together.

"My stomach was still trying to cover from the bruises when he cut me across. And Blaine I can't even express into words how bad that hurt it felt like I was dying and the worse cutting experience someone could ever imagine." I said taking his warm hand. Oh, I love that hand.

"That's when they fractured my legs. I heard a crack and I cried out after feeling pain in my legs and when I looked up one of the guys were hitting my legs with this huge crow bar. I have no idea where he found it. He kept hitting my legs with it until they just felt numb then the leader said 'don't break them, just fracture' When I heard them say that I guessed that they have done this to other people before.

"Then…that's when he reached for my pants and underwear and pulled them down to my ankles. I screamed out trying to get some help because I was so embarrassed. I mean he was looking at something I only wanted you to look at it, and I also knew what was going to happen next. But they kept slapping me every time I screamed so I just settled for crying. He kept touching me and squeezing me, and then he flipped me over and started to force his fingers inside me. The blood from my stomach is probably still on my car's seats. I kept trying to tell him it hurts and to stop. I tried to have courage you know?" I looked at my loving boyfriend while holding his hand. He nodded with tears rolling down his cheeks.

"I then thought that every kind of sex I would have would be like that. He would get different guys to hate-kiss me. It was disgusting, and he kept yelling things at me when he jammed his fingers in me like 'you're a freak', 'your ugly', 'you're a disgusting faggot' and 'your dick is small'."

"No it's not." Blaine interrupted me. Oh god Blaine, please don't mention that right now. I know we've jerked each other off before and you've felt me but please…I need to finish this story. It's almost over.

"Blaine…" I warned him blushing.

"Sorry. Go ahead. " Blaine tried to smile.

"Then they started laughing at me because I was in pain and I screamed really loud so they gagged me with this really smelly, used sock. Then he thought I was ready and he told me that nobody would want a leftover like me…and that's when he raped me. He forced himself in me and it hurt so badly.

"He kept jamming himself in me and dragging his nails on me and telling me that now I'm used and I'm a left over and then I just felt like dying, it hurt so badly. I was crying and trying to scream with that gag in my mouth and I knew he was bruising me inside and he probably tore something in there because it just felt like hell. Then I heard sirens and his helpers scrammed. Before he left he whispered in my ear: 'that was my property'" I looked at Blaine and he had a face that showed horror, upset, and shock. "That's it Blaine."

Blaine's face was soaked with tears and his eyes looked red. I felt guilty but I just continued to hold his hand. "Oh my god." Was all he could say when I finished.

"Yeah, it was the worst thing I ever could have experienced." I sobbed.

"I really want to hug you but I don't want you to ever think of that again. I'm just… I'm so glad you told me but now I just want to find them and make sure they die a slow and painful death. Because who would want to do that to you? You're so amazing and beautiful and they just… tortured you."

"It's okay Blaine. I'm getting better. And I probably will have flashbacks and panic attacks but they've gotten shorter and less frequent. Well, until today." I shrugged, looking down at my small, pathetic, hospital sheet. Is this supposed to keep me warm?

"What happened today?" he asked.

"Kelly gave me a bath," I sighed ", Oh and Dr. Villa said my cut's color is starting to fade. That's good, huh?" I smiled at him, trying to cheer him up. I hate seeing Blaine cry, he's so put-together and amazing. But when he cries it just breaks my heart.

"Yeah. That's great baby," he answered sadly with a smile. I knew it was forced though. I carefully placed my hand on the back of his neck. I saw him looked at me confused. So I eased in and eyed him carefully then kissed him deeply and sweetly. He gave me a loving smile after I kissed him.

I gave him a quick peck on the lips before saying, "I know I'm scared all the time and I wish things could go back to normal, and now I have these problems but it's going to be okay because Meghan is helping me and someday I won't see him anymore. He won't come into my dreams or where I am anytime someone touches me."

"I know baby. It's going to take time though," he told me truthfully.

"I know. I want to get better" I nodded hopefully at him, and he smiled back.

"You will, " he sighed and then looked uneasily at me ", Can I ask you a few things about the…about the attack?" I took my hand off of his neck and settled it in my lap next to my other hand. I took a slow breath.

"Sure." I then nodded eagerly. As happy as I was about telling Blaine about the whole attack, I knew explaining my feelings and circumstances in depth would probably help me, help us. Even if it would be a little awkward and frightening telling him.

"What did he mean that was my property?" asked Blaine. Oh good, a not-so-humiliating question. I shut my eyes and breathed in a nervous breath, remembering the memory. Even though I know I shouldn't.

"Remember that one time when we were both really horny after school?" I asked Blaine with a blush.

"You're going to have to clarify when Kurt." Blaine laughed. I laughed with him, I had to agree. . . Blaine and I get horny a lot. But it's not my fault my boyfriend is do damn hot.

"Um… it was about two weeks ago?"

"Kurt…Uh, you can't just do this to me!" Blaine squirmed in the passenger seat of his boyfriend's car, with an uncomfortable hard-on seen visibly in his khakis.

"And what is this you're speaking of?"Kurt innocently asked.

"Kurt you just kissed me with your tongue inside my mouth and played with me and then quit? Now I'm all hard and it hurts," Blaine whined, desperately trying to not touch himself in-front of his boyfriend.

"It's called teasing dear."Kurt laughed knowingly as he took a right on a bare road.

"Yeah, well it's called being mean," Blaine huffed and threw his head back, trying to think of incredibly un-sexy things. Kurt laughed at his boyfriend's inability for an intelligent comeback.

"Nice one, Blaine," Kurt retorted. As much as Blaine tried to think of Rachel Berry in lingerie and him without hair-gel, nothing seemed to be helping.

"Kurt, please, it hurts so bad and it's straining against my zipper," Blaine sighed.

"What do you want me to do? Jerk you off while I'm driving? We'll be there in like 10 minutes baby." Kurt tried to calm down his boyfriend by affectionately patting Blaine's thigh. When in actuality, it just turned Blaine on even more.

Blaine swatted his boyfriend's hand away as he continued to whine, "Ugh…10 minutes…"

"Fine Blaine, what do you suggest I do then?"

"Okay well if I'm in the position for suggestions. I would suggest you never tease me that bad again and leave me horny for you. Next, I suggest we pull over into some vacant, un-used place so we can go at it with each other."

Kurt laughed uncontrollably, "Alright 'go at it'? Seriously Blaine?"

"I'm sorry but I can't think of any coherent thought right now…and I am not jerking myself off in-front of you."Blaine huffed again, although it is so hard to not touch his self. . . How could he when Kurt is touching distance from him?

"Fine then. We'll do that" Kurt said and suddenly taking a right. Blaine looked out the window, "You don't live down here. Why are we going through here?"

Kurt just smiled at Blaine evilly before replying, "Because I'm going to jerk you off." He then pulled over in an old warehouse parking lot and parked the longest distance away from the road. "Are you sure nobody's going to be here?" Blaine asked nervously, looking around.

"Oh yeah. I used to come here all the time when I was all sad and lonely. You know, before I met you."Kurt un-buckled his seatbelt and turned off the ignition.

Blaine smiled at Kurt's romantic statement, "Aw… Now let's go at it." he un-buckled his seatbelt as well and watched Kurt, wondering when Kurt was going to go ahead and jerk him off.

Kurt rolled his eyes at Blaine's animalist behavior and started to kiss him. It wasn't long until Kurt licked Blaine's lips and Blaine immediately parted his lips, hungry for Kurt's tongue.

The two boys were moaning, gasping, and sweating as their make out session started to heat up. Blaine groaned when his boyfriend ran his tongue over his teeth. "I'm so hot for you right now baby." Blaine sighed. "Mmmm… I know honey" Kurt cooed at Blaine and then un-buttoned Blaine's pants. "You ready, baby?" Kurt asked Blaine before shoving his hand into his boyfriend's pants.

"Yes. I've been ready."Blaine sighed laying his head against the window shield.

Kurt laughed at his impatient boyfriend as he reached his hand down in Blaine's underwear and stroked his cock. "Mmmm… you are hard."Kurt grinned.

"I told you,"Blaine whined.

"Really hard. You get hard easily."Kurt noticed as he continued to stroke Blaine's throbbing cock.

"Because you turn me on so easily Kurt."Blaine grinned his un-dapper, flirtatious grin.

Kurt chucked, "Okay enough flattery. I'm here for you." Kurt moved as close to Blaine as he possibly could then he sucked Blaine's neck as he teasingly stroked his cock and balls.

"Kurt! Enough teasing!"Blaine squirmed.

"Sorry baby. It's so fun."Kurt smiled, then pulled Blaine's shirt up to his throat and started kissing his chest while he pumped his cock.

He licked Blaine's erect nipples and started to suck on the now hardened buds when Blaine moaned loud. "Mmmm…feels so good baby." Kurt rubbed Blaine's entire upper body and sucked his neck. Kurt felt his own cock start to harden uncomfortable so he laid his body on-top of his boyfriend's and thrust his hips to Blaine's hips. Blaine grunted, feeling his boyfriend's hardness against his own. "Ugh, your hard too baby."

"I've been hard."Kurt continued to thrust his hips to Blaine's.

"You haven't said anything though," Blaine acknowledged.

"Well I'm not as whiny as you." Kurt laughed and thrust harder.

"Oh please, yes you are," Blaine couldn't agree with Kurt for a split-second on that one. Blaine started to match his thrusts with Kurt's as Kurt continuingly jerked him off. Blaine sighed and arched his back with pleasure. "Oh…Ah yes baby…Ungh…Harder…Yes! Oh like that…"

"Mmmm I love that you're so talkative during this Blaine. Turns me on."Kurt began to shudder, feeling his stomach tighten up and his thighs begin to shake. He soon felt Blaine's thighs shake against his own.

"Ah…ah so close… oh yes. Oh! Oh! Ah, Kurt!"Blaine cried out his boyfriend's name as he began to come. Kurt felt the wetness of Blaine's cum and the pleasure of his boyfriend screaming his name and he followed soon after.

"Oh god….Ungh, Blaine!"Kurt cried out, coming as well.

"Ah…" Blaine sighed, exasperated as his boyfriend laid his head on his chest. Blaine kissed Kurt's forehead. "Wow. That was great baby. I can't wait until we actually have sex."

"Me too, it's going to be so amazing." Kurt lifted his head to smile at his boyfriend and the two shared a slow kiss when they heard a crunch in the woods. "Did you hear something?" Kurt asked his boyfriend.

"Nah, I think it's just an animal" Blaine shrugged.

"Oh my god…" Blaine looked like he had difficulty breathing. Then he shook his head and buried his face in his hands. "This is my entire fault. Oh my—"

"Blaine, please. It is not all your fault." I tried to console him but he stood up from his usual chair and began to pace the floor.

"How is it not my fault, huh? I was so damn horny I couldn't wait 10 minutes so you could relieve me at your house? And you even thought someone was coming and I kind of believed you but I wanted to believe it was an animal just so we could stay there a little longer…"

"It is not all your fault. I wanted to jerk off too, remember? I was just as hard as you and I wouldn't have teased you that much and got you that hard if I didn't want us to hump each other in a car in the first place! The old warehouse was the place I drove into." Blaine just shook his head. I couldn't believe how hard Blaine was beating this onto his shoulders. "Why are you doing this to yourself?" I asked him.

"Because it's my fault, okay? If I could have just calmed myself down and stop being such a needy animal then you wouldn't be here. You wouldn't be in this hospital bed with fractured legs and an infected, deep wound. You'd also still be a virgin." I mentally shuddered as Blaine said that to me.

"Don't—" I warned him.

"Well it's true! Do you know how perfect out first time was going to be? I'm still a virgin and now you're not. That bastard took it from you!" Blaine continued to yell and I snapped. I don't know if it was the medicine or just me talking. But I didn't want Blaine throwing the attack in my face.

"I know what he did, Blaine! Did you know it still hurts down there? Did you know I can just now sit up without intense pain going through me? You don't have to remind me." Tears sprung to my eyes as I snapped at Blaine. His hazel eyes were filled with tears and anger, and then they softened to pity when I yelled.

He sighed, "I'm sorry Kurt but if I never—"

"Stop, Blaine! I thought you would be okay with me telling you this and it would be good for us but I didn't think you would blame it on yourself! Why won't you listen to me? We did it together, okay? He knows what both of us look like. If he found you first he would have done the same to you probably. This could be you raped with your ass still sore sitting in this hospital bed!"

Then the next thing that Blaine said was something I never thought I'd hear him say. After the entire week of him consoling me and helping me, he outburst, "I would rather it be me!"

My eyes widened, "What!"

Blaine sighed and looked away from me. He got close to my bed and I moved away from him out of instinct. He spoke softly to me. "Kurt, I don't like seeing you this way. It kills me inside when I see you this broken."

I rolled my eyes as I held back a few tears. "I'm sorry I'm so horrible to look at."

Blaine shook his head. "Stop it Kurt, you know what I mean, alright? Listen to me. I am so thankful that you told me this story. I've had to wait a whole week without knowing what actually happened to you. Now that I know, we can work together on helping you get better, okay? Maybe it was both our faults but I just can't help but feel a little more guilty than you…but if you honestly don't see it that way maybe I can try to stop feeling so guilty."

I smiled at my amazing boyfriend. Even if he did have a tendency to snap when he got uncomfortable and blames everything on himself. I looked into his upset eyes, trying to comfort him. "I don't see it as your fault Blaine, honest. We're both teenagers and we were both horny. Stuff like this happens all the time…not the attacks but teenagers doing crazy things because they're so turned on by one another. This was just something that happened, okay? We both wanted to do it. Including me."

Blaine offered me a half-grin, "So you don't want to punch me repeatedly?"

I chuckled at his adorableness. "Blaine first off… I'm not in the position right now to be punching anyone. Second, I would never punch you and third, no. This is not your fault, okay?"

I placed my hand on his; he nodded slowly then looked away from me. "Okay. I just wish it was me. I've been attacked before, remember? Maybe I wouldn't take it so badly… or…"

"I wouldn't wish this on anybody. No matter what you or I went through, nothing could have prepared us for this emotional trauma. We can't erase our past, okay? I'm getting better; I've improved since last week. Please don't wish this on yourself." I tilted his chin up with my finger and kissed him slowly. "Okay. I'm sorry."

After that moment, I felt more comfortable with Blaine doing anything with me. I still didn't want to risk any chances by him doing more than holding my hand or kissing me, but I felt a relief. I can't wait until my legs heal so I can get the hell out of here.

Review Replies from Chapter Three:

Sarahmanda: Thank you! Here's an update! Enjoy(:

Candy Criss: No te preocupes, escuchamos de atacante en la historia. ¿Pero quiénes son y cuál es su sexualidad será algo a ser descubierto. Aunque algunas de sus preguntas desconocidos espero serán respondidas por leer este capítulo y escuchar la historia de Kurt. Disfruta el capítulo cuatro! (:

Miroku girl15: Yes poor Kurt's actions and thoughts are unfortunately questionable in his little head but he is getting better slowly and when there is Blaine, things will always get better for Kurt(; and don't worry I didn't take it as you being mean. I like constructive criticism! And thank you, I'm glad this chapter was easier to read.

A/N: There you go! That is what all happened to our poor Kurtie): The next chapter will be told by Blaine and maybe will get to hear that song from Blaine? Or hear from our attacker? Stay tuned to find out (; also DON'T FORGET to REVIEW! Reviews are like crack to me, they actually inspire me to write MORE and often since I'm new to writing. So before you click off the internet or go to wherever you think you should flee to… please give the time to write me a little something of your final thoughts(: and I will always reply to each and every review in the following chapter. So stay tuned and always review!(;