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Ch. 10: Burt
The drive to Kurt's house was quiet, but not uncomfortable. Blaine curled up in the passenger seat and held Kurt's hand as Kurt drove. They got to Kurt's house and Kurt ran a hand gently down his face.
"Sweetie, we are here, come on."
Blaine mumbled something, but slid out of the car and leaned on Kurt as they made their way into the house. Kurt closed the door turning only to see Burt standing there looking at him.
"Kurt?"
He asked, "Dad, hi. Umm just let me get Blaine upstairs and then I'll talk to you."
"Okay, but make it fast."
Kurt nodded slightly and got Blaine up the stairs and settled him into the bed. He kissed him lightly on the forehead and whispering, "I'll be back, sleep."
Blaine mumbled again and drifted back into his sleep. Kurt watched him for a moment before sighing and getting up. He walked down the stairs to see Burt waiting at the bottom of the stairs.
"You need to explain Kurt."
"Yes dad I know, but can we go into the kitchen please, he needs to sleep."
Burt nodded and the walked into the kitchen sitting down at the table. Kurt took a deep breath and looked to Burt."
"Okay,' said Burt calmly, 'why did you leave the house at 4:00 in the morning and why did you come back with Blaine?"
"I got a text from Santana that Blaine was at her house and he needed me."
"Okay, but what happened, all your note said was that you would be back. Why was he at Santana's house? What happened, I need to know."
"Dad, all I know is that he told his father about me and him. His father wasn't too thrilled. He beat him up pretty badly. He has a cut on his forehead; his cheek and jaw are bruised really badly, as is his abdomen. That is all I know, he didn't tell me anything else he is exhausted. All I do know is that I am not going to school today and neither is he, he needs his sleep and I am not leaving him right now dad. He needs me."
Burt looked at his son with curious eyes. "Okay then I will have to talk to Blaine soon. He can stay here for a week or two but no more, Kurt don't look at me like that I love the boy but I don't trust him to live here with you, not yet."
"Okay dad. But I am letting him sleep for now."
Kurt said shortly and walked out of the kitchen, back up the stairs and into the room where Blaine was sleeping so soundly. He slid into the bedroom slowly and closed the door behind him and locked it behind him. He slid down the door that he was leaning against; he hit the floor with a slight thump and pulled his knees up to his chest resting his forehead resting on his knees. He took a deep breath, finally letting the tears fall freely from his face. He pulled off his hoodie and threw if across the room not wanting to see it. He looked down at his arm and ran his fingers lightly along the lines. He immediately regretted ever making those lines. He looked up toward his bed; there laid a man who loved him with everything that he had. Kurt pushed himself off the floor and walked over to the bed he slid in behind Blaine pulling him close, and pressing a kiss to his shoulder.
"I love you." He whispered, before closing his eyes and drifting off to sleep.