After chatting with Kurt that day, Blaine honestly just wanted to go home. He knew that Kurt was just trying to look out for him, but Blaine didn't want his help. He had been dealing with his mother's diagnosis for months...and they were doing okay. They were living on unemployment checks, but it was still okay. Blaine had it handled. Or….so he thought.
He got home from school and was instantly thrown off guard when he didn't find his mother in her normal spot in the living room. "Mom?" he called, but there was no answer. Now, Blaine had a bad feeling in his stomach. He went down the hall and went to his mother's room and thankfully he found her in there. She was ironing clothing, which she never did. "Oh here, you are." he said with a deep sigh of relief.
"So, you're finally home." She said in a monotone voice.
"Umm, yeah." Blaine said. "I-had class."
"You always have class." She retorted not looking up from the shirt she was ironing.
"Well, mom, school does happen everyday." Blaine laughed, trying to break the tension.
"You always have an excuse!" She screamed. "You're never home! Just tell me the truth."
"I am telling you the truth!" Blaine replied.
"Oh shut up Nicholas!" Blaine mother screamed. "I know you're cheating on me. It's that slut from your class right?" This was when Blaine finally realized his mom was not lucid. She was clearly stuck in the past, with someone named Nicholas.
'Mom, it's Blaine." He replied, trying to reason with her. "Just calm down and try to listen to me."
"You're lying!" she screamed. Blaine walked closer to his mom and tried to calm her down, but she was too far gone into her delusions. She swung with her arm with all her might,as Blaine tried to help her, making the iron in her hand collide into Blaine's face. Blaine fell to the ground and clutched at his face, an iron shape burn mark beginning to form.
Still in pain, Blaine got up from his spot on the floor and began to softly sing his mom's favorite song, "Return to Pooh Corner." He had memories of his mother singing it to him when he was just a baby and had the lyrics memorized. Slowly, he watched his mom calm down. Blaine took the iron from her hands and set it on the ironing board. Taking her hand, Blaine led his mom into the living room and turned on the tv. That always seemed to calm her down. After seeing that his mom was okay, Blaine escaped to the bathroom to take a look at his face. The burn was pretty bad. Tears streaming down his face, Blaine took his phone from his pocket and dialed Kurt's number.
"Hello?" he heard over the phone.
"K-kurt, I n-need you." Blaine sobbed over the phone.
"I'll be right there." Kurt assured him, before hanging up. Blaine set his phone on the sink and then tried to soothe his burn by pressing a wet washcloth on it, but it didn't help. It was already beginning to blister.
Not too much later, Blaine heard a knock at the bathroom door before it opened. Kurt, after seeing Blaine's face gasped. "Oh God, your face." Blaine let himself collapse in Kurt's arms.
"She just started yelling, and I tried to calm her down, b-but she just didn't. She hit me with the iron." Blaine cried.
"Shh, ssh, It's going to be okay." Kurt soothed.
"I-I'm sorry that I didn't tell you the truth." Blaine replied. "S-she's never done anything like this. Sometimes she'd hit me with her fists when I was trying to calm her down, but she never hit me with something else. S-she's a good mom. She really is a-and she doesn't mean to do this." he babbled.
"I know honey." Kurt replied. "I know she's a good mom, but Blaine, she's sick. And you can't take care of her by yourself."
"But I'm all she has." Blaine cried.
"What about your grandparents?" Kurt asked.
"They both died a few years ago." Blaine replied.
"...What about you dad?" Kurt asked softly, not wanting to upset his boyfriend.
"I never knew my dad." Blaine told him. "It's just been me and mom ever since I can remember."
"We'll figure something out." Kurt told him. "I know this is your business, but you need some help. Let me call my dad." Blaine seemed hesitant, but eventually he nodded his head. Kurt smiled and called Burt. Blaine waited in anticipation as Kurt spoke to his father. After, Kurt hung up and looked back to his boyfriend.
"My dad wants me to bring both you and your mom to my house tonight." Kurt replied. "It's dangerous for you to be here by yourself. We have a guest room for your mom and you can stay in our living room. Plus, Carole is a nurse so she can look at your burn."
"It's going to be hard to convince my mom, especially if she's not lucid." Blaine said.
"Well, we can try." Kurt replied, taking Blaine's hand. They went into the living room and Blaine's mom perked up when she saw Kurt and her son. But then, Blaine turned his head.
"Oh my god, What happened to your face?" She asked rushing over to her son.
"It's nothing." Blaine replied.
"I did this...didn't I?" She asked tears in her eyes.
"Mom, you…" Blaine started.
"Don't sugarcoat it Blaine." She told him. "I hit you. Didn't I?" Blaine nodded his head. Blaine's mother burst into tears as she took Blaine into her arms. "I am so sorry."
"I know." Blaine cried into his mom's chest. "But i-it's not safe with just the two of us here. I-I can't control you when you're not lucid. Kurt's dad said we could stay there for a little. And I would like to."
"Okay sweetie." Blaine's mother replied, kissing her son's head. "If that's what you want."
"My car is right out front." Kurt replied. "I'll give you guys a few minutes." Kurt went out to his car and waited for Blaine and his mom. About ten minutes later, they emerged with a bag for each of them before getting into the car. Kurt gave them a smiled and then drove back home. Once there, he parked in the driveway and led Blaine and his mom inside.
"Dad! I'm back." Kurt called. Burt, hearing his son's voice, left the kitchen and went into the living room.
"Hi, I'm Burt Hummel." He said extending his hand towards Blaine's mother.
"I'm Pamela Anderson." She replied, taking Burt's hand. "Thank you for letting Blaine and I stay here."
"It's no problem." Burt replied. "Just let me know if you guys need anything.'
"I would kind of just like to head to bed." Blaine's mother replied.
"I'll show you to the guest room." Burt said. "Kurt do you-?"
"I'll get Blaine settled in." Kurt said cutting his dad off. After that, Burt showed Blaine's mom to the guest room while Kurt set up a bed for Blaine on the couch. By the time they were finished, it was pretty late, so everyone headed to bed.
During the night, Kurt heard sniffles coming from the living room. He got up from his bed and went to the living room. Blaine was laying on the couch, curled up in a ball. Kurt could tell he was crying. "Scoot over." Kurt said softly, as he slipped behind Blaine's tiny frame and held him. "It's going to be okay" Kurt told him as he pressed a kiss to Blaine's forehead. "Just go to sleep. It's going to be okay." Blaine nodded and snuggled into Kurt's side. With Kurt by his side, he finally felt safe.