Chapter Nine

I don't own glee.


Burt and Kurt both stared at Blaine, he looked panicked, "please drive we have to go, I'll explain on the way".

Burt pulled on the interstate, Blaine let out the breath he was holding, he put his head in his hands. For the first time in two days he felt safe and so so tired. He felt Kurt pull him to his chest, he went to run his hands through Blaine's curls, but as soon as he touched the side of his face Blaine winced.

Kurt pushed him back up, "dad turn on the light".

Kurt looked at his head now that the light was on and he gasped, "Blaine what happened to your head?"

All he did was shake his head, he was just so tired, all he wanted to do is sleep without fear, and without restraints. That's when Kurt saw the marks on his wrists. Kurt understood Blaine just didn't want to talk about it yet. So the rest of the drive to their house was silent as Blaine curled in Kurt's lap and slept. Burt picked him up and carried him into Kurt's room, normally he worried about a boy in his son's bed but he figured Blaine needed the comfort. Once he made sure both boys were tucked into bed he went and turned on the laptop in his office, he knew those marks on Blaine's head..he had just hoped he was wrong.

He searched 'reverse homosexuality Ohio', and instantly the place Blaine was at popped up first. He clicked on it and was horrified to see what it was they did to try and 'fix' them. There's no way his parents didn't know this would happen, the anger built inside of him, he went upstairs to wake his wife. She worked at a hospital, and he needed to know Blaine was okay..right now. Being a single mother it didn't take much to wake his wife and they were at Kurt's bedside in no time. He gently picked his son up and carried him upstairs to the couch, if Blaine asked for him he'd go get him in no time. He went back downstairs where Carole had already woken Blaine, who still seemed rather loopy. She examined the slight burn marks on the boy's head, willing away the tears in her eyes at the state this poor boy was in..just for loving someone.

She applied some salve to the burns, which woke Blaine up. He seemed to panic at first, then realized where he was, "what'd you put on my head?"

She smiled, "it's just something for the burns baby okay?"

He nodded, "I have more", he said looking at his hands.

She frowned, "where are they?"

Blaine didn't look up, didn't say a word, so she looked at Burt who had tears running down his face, "who would you like to help you with it Blaine?"

"Kurt".

Burt nodded and went upstairs to get Kurt who was standing on the landing of his stairs to his room. "Dad what happened to him?"

"Shock therapy", were the only words Burt could say.

Kurt's eyes got huge and went and lay down beside of Blaine, pulling him in his arms.

"Your stupid ass parents did this to you!"

He nodded against his chest, "they told me this was the final straw, that if it didn't work I shouldn't come home".

Burt walked upstairs, Carole watched him go, wondering what her husband was thinking, if he was as disgusted as she was. She handed the salve to Kurt, "he needs this on any other burns he has okay?"

Kurt was confused, all he knew about shock therapy was they put the paddles on the sides of their heads and well shocked them, he couldn't imagine where else they thought he needed shocked. He looked at Blaine, who just started to cry, "Blaine do you have anywhere else that's burned?"

He nodded, "okay, well let me put some of this on it, and you can take these aspirin and we can lay down okay?"

So Blaine stood up, and went to pull his pants down, Kurt's eyes widened, as Blaine broke down into sobs. Kurt helped him onto the bed and quickly went to work applying the salve while Blaine hands covered his face. Kurt pulled his pants back up, handed him the aspirin and wrapped his arms around him and turned off the light.


Kurt woke before Blaine the next morning, and walked upstairs to find his dad and Carole asleep on the couch. He went to making breakfast for everyone. His dad came in rubbing his face, "hey buddy how's Blaine?"

Kurt turned off the stove, moving the pan of eggs to the cool burner; he turned around tears already falling down his face.

"Dad they did such horrible things to him, why did they do that?"

Burt hugged his son, "because they're ignorant son, they are just ignorant".

"But the burns..I..fixed..why did they...", he asked through tears.

"They were trying to get him to associate his 'gay' feelings with pain, to try and train his brain to only like girls".

"It didn't work either", Blaine said surprising them both.

"I'm sorry Blaine, you're not mad I was talking to my dad?"

He shook his head, "just more embarrassed now I guess".

Burt looked at the boy, "you have nothing to be embarrassed or ashamed about. Now Kurt you go downstairs and get him some real clothes to wear. You all eat up; I have to pay someone a visit today".

When they were downstairs Blaine looked at Kurt, "where do you think he's going?"

"Your parents".

Blaine smiled.