A/N: So this chapter is a little bit shorter than they normally are, but equally intense. I really love this chapter, and I hope you guys do too.

Enjoy guys :)

-Morgy

Blaine POV

I didn't really trust my father. There was no possible way that he was over himself in three days. It is physically impossible for him. I would know.

Still, I went home that night. Mostly because Kurt wanted to Skype and that's where my laptop was. If my father didn't destroy it in a rampage, that is.

Walking through the front door was the most difficult part. I could've bolted and went straight back to Marley's house, but then she would ask questions. I couldn't risk it. I hesitantly stepped inside and threw my keys on the counter. Dragging my bags up to my room, I tried to be as quiet as possible.

It seemed to be working out just fine for me until I literally ran into my mom in the hallway.

"Blaine, you're home," she said with a huge smile.

"Missed you too, Mom," I said and she hugged me. I hissed in pain and she quickly let go.

"Sorry, sweetie. Let me help," she said and took all but my school bag from me. We silently made our way to my room where I put all of my stuff away and she sat on my bed.

"Blaine, we can't let this get out," she started. "I get that you don't really like your father, but he does have a reputation to uphold. That reputation kind of affects the whole family. I don't like keeping this to ourselves, but think of how awful it would be if it got out."

I turned around with a look of pure shock on my face, "You want to protect him when he hit me, his son, and I'm still convinced that he hit you too. Mom, abuse isn't something you can look over. I don't want to live with a big secret like this."

"This is not up for discussion. No matter what he does, I will always love your father and stick by his side. I am not happy with him at the moment, but there is no helping what he is done. We talked, and he is working on controlling his anger. He won't hit you again, and even if he does, you won't tell. You have to promise me that."

I so badly wanted to say no and make a scene. I was so, so mad at my mother. She's stuck by his side for too long. I almost screamed at her. But I didn't.

"Can you give me some time, Mom?" I asked. She gave me a sympathetic look.

"Sure, sweetie," she said. She kissed me on the cheek, and I cringed. Then, she stood up and left.

I took this opportunity to throw myself on the bed ignoring my body's screaming pain.

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Kurt POV

Blaine was acting sort of distant recently. I didn't take it personally. He was having some major issues with his dad, but he promised a Skype date. That's a promise we never break.

I made the call and eventually saw Blaine's sleeping face. I was surprised, but then remembered that he always falls asleep while typing boring essays.

"Blaaaiiinne, wakey wakey," I prompted. His eyes eventually fluttered open.

"I fell asleep while doing homework. Thanks for calling. My battery would've died then we would be nowhere," he said while still waking up a bit.

"No problem. I missed you and couldn't stop thinking about you."

He grinned, "Maybe they were right when they said when you dream about someone it's because they were thinking about you."

"Well, we have plenty of proof right here." We both laughed. Then, I noticed his arm in a sling and the bruises on his face. "Blaine, honey, what happened to you?"

His face noticeably blanched, and he began to stutter, "O-oh i-it w-was n-nothing."

"Blaine," I said a little more forcefully, "what happened?"

"I fell out of bed and onto my arm. It dislocated my shoulder because of how hard I landed." The look on his face didn't fool me.

"Blaine."

"Kurt, I want to tell you so badly, but I'm afraid."

"Of what?" I nearly shouted in my frustration.

"My dad." I looked at him in shock and confusion. "He hit me Kurt. At first it was just a slap, and I managed to cover it up for awhile. Then, he got even more mad later on and pulled me off of my bed. I landed on my arm. After I got up, he hit me. A few times. My mom made me tell the doctor that I was beat up because I was gay and fell out of bed later on. I really thought she cared."

I watched as my beautiful boyfriend broke down in front of me. At that moment, I knew that I was going back to Lima. I had the rest of the month to make sure he got better.

"Oh, sweetie. Who else knows?"

"My mom, and Marley is starting to figure it out on her own. I've been too afraid to tell anyone. If he heard me telling you just now, he'll probably do something else. Kurt, I'm so, so scared." At this point he started sobbing. I saw all of the pain from the past week cross his face as his sobbing grew harder.

"Sweetie, I have to go. I really don't wanna leave you like this, but there's something I need to do."

He just nodded.

"Blaine, I love you so much. Please stay strong. Courage." I said with a small smile.

"I love you too, Kurt."

He ended the call and I immediately pulled up a website for flights to Ohio.

Good? Bad? I really would love some feedback on this chapter! Also random question of the day: What's your favorite Glee season 3 performance? It's really hard to choose, I know. Personally, I LOVE their nationals performance. Just perfection :)