A/N: As I said in the ending A/N from the last chapter, this one is difficult. I get angry and upset every time I read it. Remember when I said there might be another chapter with some gay slurs in it? Yeah this is it. However, this will be the last chapter with gay slurs in it. Yay for that! This chapter has intense language and implied violence. This chapter is also important for further plot, so if you can get past the warnings please read! (Full A/N at the bottom)
Kurt blinked hard to try to make sense of what he was seeing. When he realized that it was actually Blaine standing down the street, Kurt ran. He narrowly missed a few cars as he illegally crossed diagonally to get to Blaine faster. He resisted the urge to flip off the car that honked their horn at him. 'Can you not see Blaine?! I have to get to him asshole!'
"KURT!" Both Tina and Mercedes screamed in unison after him.
At the mention of Kurt's name he saw Blaine turn with wide eyes, searching the people walking the streets. Once the boys locked eyes Kurt saw Blaine's eyes turn soft for an instant before turning to something Kurt never wanted to see again; immense fear. Suddenly Blaine began to run. He ran away from Kurt. 'What the fuck?!'
"BLAINE! WAIT!" Kurt screamed as he ran as fast as his long legs could carry him.
The chase lasted for a few streets and many corners. Kurt finally caught up with Blaine in a secluded park. Blaine was kneeling on the grass, wheezing, trying to catch his breath.
"That's what smoking does to you, honey. Maybe you should listen to me for once and stop." Was the first thing Kurt said to Blaine since he lost him, 'Smooth. You couldn't go for I love you or I'm so glad to have found you? No. Dumbass. '
Blaine laughed through his wheeze, "It helped you catch me though."
Kurt's knees felt weak and he knelt facing Blaine, still not fully believing Blaine was sitting across from him. He reached out both hands, one placed itself in one of Blaine's hands, the other was brought to Blaine's chin to raise his face to meet Kurt's gaze.
Once they met eyes, Kurt got a better look at Blaine. He looked like he hadn't slept in the two months since he had gone missing. His eyes had dark eyeliner to emphasize his honey-hazel orbs and his face and abdomen were covered in glitter. Kurt smiled sadly. 'Science project my ass.'
Kurt also realized at that very moment that, although he knew before that Blaine was special and that he loved him, this was a kind of love that would last forever. They were connected forever. The realization hit him like a freight train and he moved the hand from Blaine's chin to softly cup his cheek in adoration.
"Hi." Kurt could feel the tears pulling at his eyes, but he refused to let them fall. He had finally found the boy he had been searching for. His heart pounded in his chest with sadness and hope and pure love.
Blaine smiled his genuine, huge smile. "Hi babe."
Blaine leaned in and kissed Kurt with so much passion it made Kurt's head spin. When they pulled away Blaine had a sad smile on his face and his eyes were filled with sadness, though they stayed soft. 'Don't let him close off.'
"Blaine, I'm so glad I found you. I don't care about this-" Kurt gestured to Blaine's outfit, "I just care about you. Listen, I-I have my car and we can-" Kurt stopped talking as he saw Blaine's eyes widen and begin to turn icy.
"No, babe. I can't go with you." Blaine was physically shaking and was speaking quickly, "Kurt. You need to go. It's not safe to be with me. I've been gone too long. You need to walk out there without me or something bad will happen. I'll just say I had to take a shit or something. Seriously, you need to go."
"No, Blaine! I've only just found you. I won't leave you again." Kurt cursed himself as the tears began to escape.
Blaine shook his head with a sad expression on his face and he tightened his grip on Kurt's hand as though to emphasize his point, "Kurt. It's. Not. Safe. Babe, please understand. You have to leave. Now."
"No Blaine. Not without you." Kurt was beginning to feel desperate. 'Why won't he just come with me?!'
Blaine began to look around them rapidly, he seemed genuinely scared. His hand that was clasping Kurt's shook and became tense all at the same time. "Kurt. You have to go. I don't want you to get hurt. I'll be okay. I promise. Please. Trust me."
"Is this why you've been looking like a zombie since I knew you?" Silence. "Is this the 'thing' you had to take care of?" Silence. "Is this why you more often than not limp?" Silence. "Blaine?!"
"FINE! YES! God damn it Kurt. I have to fucking pay my rent somehow and no one is going to hire a fuck up like me. Look at me. I have holes all over my face from my god damn piercings and I'm a fucking fag. I'm nothing. I do what I have to do. Now, what you have to do is leave." 'He doesn't mean it. He is desperate too. Don't believe him.'
Kurt cried for Blaine. He cried for himself. He cried for the situation. "B-Blaine. I'm not leaving you." Kurt managed to get out.
"Kurt. Babe. You can't be with me. Please, just go."
"WHY DON'T YOU FUCKING LEAVE IF YOU DON'T WANT TO BE WITH ME SO BAD?!"
Blaine looked as though he had been torn in half and he dropped his gaze to their intertwined fingers. "Because I'm not that strong."
"Well, mayb-"
"ANDERSON, WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?!"
A strange man appeared over Blaine's shoulder and Kurt watched as Blaine's face turned into the immense fear he saw earlier. Blaine started shaking worse. He was mouthing something to Kurt, but he couldn't make it out.
The man kept getting closer to the two boys.
"ANDERSON! I SAID WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?! YOU CAN'T JUST RUN OFF TO BE WITH YOUR GOD DAMN FAGGOT BOYFRIEND! ANSWER ME, FAG!"
Blaine began to whisper, just loud enough for Kurt to hear.
"I love you, please run baby, please, save yourself, go, run. I love you so much. Go. I love you."
Kurt shook his head and he watched Blaine's face fall to immense sadness for a second before turning into an anger that would have scared the devil himself. Blaine stood and turned his back to Kurt, effectively placing himself between the man and Kurt. Kurt's heartbeat sped up to a pace he had never felt before. His breathing became shallower as the gravity of the situation settled in and fear struck.
"Paul. I'm trying to make a business deal here. He is nothing." 'I'm nothing? You just said you love me.'
"Bullshit, Anderson. What have I told you about running off to be with your faggot boyfriend?" Silence. "WHAT HAVE I TOLD YOU?!"
"Not to." 'He was just covering to try and let us be together. It's okay. Breathe.'
"Good. NOW GET YOUR FAGGOT ASS BACK OUT THERE AND MAKE ME SOME FUCKING MONEY!"
"Just walk away and I will." 'HOW THE FUCK ARE YOU SO CALM RIGHT NOW?!'
There was a moment of silence. "What are you hiding there?"
Kurt felt a chill run down his spine.
"Nothing. Walk away and I will go back to my place."
"No, no. It looks like you have found me a keeper. Nice find Anderson."
"DON'T FUCKING GO NEAR HIM!"
Kurt jumped at the ferocity behind Blaine's voice.
"Oh, sensitive about this one. Let's have a-" There was a sickening CRACK.
"KURT, RUN! LET'S GO! RUN!" Blaine screamed, his voice cracking near the end in desperation.
Kurt scrambled to his feet and ran the opposite direction of the disgusting excuse of a man, Paul. Kurt ran and ran. He took what seemed like hundreds of corners until he began to see more lights and what seemed like busier streets.
"We're almost there Blaine! We can do it, we can escape!" Kurt looked over his shoulder, only to find no one beside him. He stopped and looked around, bewildered. 'He said LET'S go, right?'
Without thinking, Kurt began to retrace his path. Running faster than he had while running away from the scene he was returning to. When he got close to the street where the park was located Kurt was suddenly cut off by a large black car. He swore and continued to run, only to be grabbed from behind by four arms, two for each one of his. The arms began to drag him to the car. Kurt battled as hard as he could.
"LET GO! I HAVE TO SAVE HIM! STOP IT!" Kurt squirmed and wiggled, using all his might and effectively silencing himself by putting all of his focus on escaping the arms that were pulling him towards the car.
He heard it then. A blood curdling scream of pain coming from the park. He felt like his heart was ripped out of his chest. He struggled to breathe. Everything felt like it was moving in slow motion.
"BLAINE!" Kurt screamed, knowing the scream belonged to the love of his life. He would forever know that voice, even in pain.
"KURT! Y-"
The car door was slammed in Kurt's face and a second later the car screeched as it sped away from Blaine, directly towards Lima.
A/N: I don't own Glee or its characters. Oh, man. That was a doozy. Deep breath. Who else hates Paul? Special thank you to those who have favorited and followed the story so far! An EXTRA special thank you to those who have been reviewing! It means SO much to me to have people responding to the story. I hope everyone continues to read after this chapter! I promise there won't be any more slurs! Please stick it out. MUAH!
