I'm SO sorry it's been so long. I really tried to update sooner but stuff that I had written for this chapter got deleted twice and I just needed to take a break, then college got on top of me and I haven't really had a chance to get back to it. It's almost summer vacation though, which will mean that we'll be back to weekly updates.

I'm so sorry again, and I'm sorry this is so short but I'm trying to ease myself back into it. I hope it's okay.

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"Blaine, Blainey.. Please calm down, it's going to be okay," Joe tried to reassure, swallowing down his shock as best he could. "How could it possibly be your fault Kurt has a brain tumor?"

"I-I didn't notice. He's been off for months and I didn't notice. I should've seen. I'm such a failure. I'm the worst boyfriend ever. Why didn't I see?" Blaine cried.

Joe looked to his wife, lost for words, hoping she'd know what to say. Neither of them had a natural aptitude for comforting people. They always tried their best to comfort their son when he was upset, but it always felt awkward and uneasy, something that they did not intend on and didn't want.

"It's okay baby. Everything will be okay eventually. This isn't your fault. You couldn't possibly have seen what was going on, what with everything he was putting you through. You had a lot on your mind, and that's okay. It's okay Blaine. I could lose an arm and Joe wouldn't notice half the time," Kate supplied.

"I need to see Kurt. He has surgery soon. Please, I have to tell him that I'm sorry and I love him." Blaine looked at his dad with pleading eyes, knowing he'd have the final say in this decision. "Please Daddy, please let me see him."

Although it went against every one of his instincts, Joe knew that this was something he had to allow Blaine to do. Even after everything Kurt did to him, Joe could see that Blaine still loved him and, god forbid, if Kurt didn't make it through his surgery, he knew Blaine would never forgive him for not allowing him to say goodbye. Glancing at his wife for her compliance, and catching the nod she sent in his direction, he looked back at his son.

"Blaine, we'll take you to see Kurt now, but the condition is that I'm staying with you the whole time." Seeing that his son was about to protest, he continued. "I'm sorry, but I can't risk him hurting you again Blaine. It's this or nothing."

Seeing that it was his only option, Blaine nodded solemnly. All he wanted was to see Kurt right away.

A nurse was swiftly called in. She got Blaine set up in a wheelchair and led him and Joe out, Kate deciding to stay in Blaine's room to make some business calls to secure herself and her husband at least two weeks off work.

The nurse left Joe and Blaine outside Kurt's room, with instructions on how to find their way back upstairs to Blaine's room when they were finished.

"Blaine, please don't feel like you HAVE to do this," Joe started, kneeling down in front of his son's wheelchair. "You don't owe Kurt anything. You can wait till after the surgery if you want."

"No Dad. I have to stop running away from everything. I need to see Kurt now. Please Daddy."

Sighing, Joe stood up. How could he say no? Blaine never asked him for anything, and besides, he'd be there the whole time. He wouldn't let his son get hurt again. He knocked on the door quickly before he had a chance to change his mind. He opened the door and carefully wheeled Blaine in. He couldn't help but worry that his anger would get the better of him the second he saw Kurt Hummel's smirky little face.

The first person he saw when he walked into the room was Burt Hummel. He'd met the man once before at a Dalton parent teacher evening, but the man looked much more haggard now, not that Joe could blame him. He couldn't stand to even think of how he'd feel if his Blainey had a brain tumour. Behind Burt, Joe recognised the man's wife and the boy who'd been in Blaine's room when he and Kate had arrived earlier.

Silently, he wheeled Blaine over to the bed where Kurt was asleep and moved back to stand beside Burt.

"Kurt," Blaine said gently, taking Kurt's hand in his own. Joe felt sick, thinking of that hand, which Blaine was holding so gently and lovingly, punching his son in the face over and over.

Kurt started to stir in the bed, opening his eyes and blinking rapidly.

"Blaine?" he started.

"Kurt, I..."

"What do you think you're doing here?" Kurt interrupted, now wide awake. Blaine sank back in his chair. "How DARE you lie to my dad and try to turn my family against me. How dare you LIE about me hitting you? Forcing myself on you? You fucking SLUT."

"Kurt, stop," Burt yelled. He couldn't listen to his son talk like this; he couldn't. This was so far removed from what his Kurt was really like.

During the tirade, Joe had inched himself forward so that he was now standing over Kurt.

"Shut the FUCK up. If you weren't about to have surgery, I'd repay you for every fucking scratch on my son's body. I hope you recover from this and get back to normal so you can really understand what you've done. You've ruined the best thing you'll ever have. Say goodbye Blaine."

"Kurt, please... Please be okay. I love you," Blaine stammered, trying to stop himself from crying until he got outside. Kurt didn't need him to be weak; he had to try to be strong for Kurt. Why could he never be what Kurt needed?

He was interrupted from his thoughts by a cackled laugh bursting from his boyfriend's – no, his ex boyfriend's – lips.

"You're so pathetic, letting your daddy wheel you around like he actually gives a crap just because you can't stand to be alone and you have no one else anymore."

"Kurt, please just stop." Carol pleaded. She was crying, and well past the point of devastated that her stepson would behave like this, even with the extenuating circumstances.

"Steer clear of me from now on, Hummel. And stay the hell away from my son," Joe ground out, wheeling Blaine from the room. He couldn't lose his temper right now; he had to stay calm. If he got kicked out the hospital and couldn't be there for Blaine, it would just reinforce what Kurt said about him not caring in his son's head.

He didn't say a word until they were back in Blaine's room, and he'd awkwardly gotten his son back into his bed, while trying to keep the pressure off his ribs. Ever since they'd left Kurt's room, Blaine had been shaking with little heart wrenching sobs that he was trying his best to conceal from his dad.

Kate was right over to comfort her son as soon as he was back in the bed. She didn't dare ask what happened, not wanting to upset anyone more. She could tell by the look on her husband's face that he felt absolutely murderous right now. She soothed Blaine softly, rubbing his back gently.

"It's okay, B. Everything's gonna be fine, baby."

"It's not. It's really really not. Kurt really hates me," Blaine sobbed. The sound of his son's voice forced Joe to calm down. He needed to comfort his son now and exact his revenge on Kurt Hummel later.

"He loves you, Blaine. It's just the brain tumour talking right now. It'll be out soon. Wait till you see, everything will be okay again," Kate comforted. She knew she shouldn't be giving her son false hope right now, but he was on the verge of hyperventilating again and that couldn't be good for his ribs.

"I just want to be on my own. You should be getting back to work now anyways. You shouldn't waste anymore time here. I'm fine now," Blaine choked out, trying to dab the tears from his black eyes.

"Blaine, honey, we've got two weeks off. We're not going back until you're feeling a little better," Kate told him gently.

"Wh...why would you do that?"

"Because we love you Blaine, and we're not gonna leave you here on your own," Joe answered. "But there's something I have to ask you right now, and I want you to please answer me honestly."

Blaine sniffled and nodded, afraid of what his dad was going to ask.

"When we were in Kurt's room, he said something about forcing himself on you. What did he mean? Please tell us the truth Blainey, we need to know."

"A f-few days ago after school we were in my room a-and... He t-tried... He wanted to... B-but I didn't... He w-wouldn't stop. But I was able to push him off before he did anything much.. It w-wasn't his fault. We've been together for a while. I-I should've let him..."

"Stop right there, Blaine. You should never let ANYONE do anything you're not 100% comfortable with and ready for. You know that... What would you do if Kurt said he wasn't ready?" Joe felt like he was going to explode. Hummel was lucky that he hadn't known this earlier... He had to try to be calm for Blaine.

"I – I wouldn't even mention it again until he brought it up."

"Exactly, baby. So why should Kurt have the right to do what he tried to do?" Kate asked.

Blaine didn't answer. His head was fried. His parents, Kurt's parents, Finn... They all kept telling him things that were so opposite to what he believed to be true for so long. He didn't know what to believe anymore. Normally in this sort of situation, Kurt would just tell him what to believe and he'd believe it. He didn't know how to decide on his own. He needed Kurt to be okay. He couldn't do anything without him...

Sorry for the abrupt ending. I found it really hard to get back into this but I feel like the next chapter will be easier to write. I know I have no right to ask for reviews but I KNOW that they'll make me quicker with the next chapter. There's nothing that makes me feel like writing more than reviews. If you can spare a few minutes, I'd really appreciate it. If not, it's fine...

Thanks for reading. Until next time...