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Blaine's POV

I turned to Kurt and took a deep breath. "Everything Cooper said was true, well sort of." Kurt looked at me with pity in his eyes and nodded for me to continue. "I moved out the night of the wedding. It wasn't very hard for me to convince my parents to let me go. I packed up most of my belongings and called Cooper. I drove all the way to Cooper and sold my car so I could have a little money. I tried going back to school, but I just didn't see a point in living. I had been a disappointment to my parents my whole life and I screwed up royally when it came to you. One night when my brother was out late at a cast party I sat in the bathroom and began to cut myself. I only did one line because it hurt like hell, although a part of me thought I deserved it." I turned my arm so he could get a better look.

"You can barely see it."

I nodded, "It wasn't too deep. Cooper came home before I could do anything else like take pills. He forced me to see a therapist who diagnosed me with depression. I've been on medication ever since."

I sat back exhausted after telling what I've kept a secret for so long. I closed my eyes for a minute or two until I felt him take my hand and squeeze it. I looked at him as he wiped a tear, "Thank you for telling me." I squeezed back and stared at him waiting for him to tell me his secrets.

Kurt's POV

"Okay. Well, as you know my dad had cancer. It had gone away after some chemo, but had come back. I thought I was going to lose him. I already lost my mom, I lost you, and I was going to lose my dad. He went through chemo again which was one of the hardest things for me to see. I moved back to Lima, I was able to do some work with Vogue from there, and helped take care of him. Finally, after a year or two he got better, but I was still not myself. My dad finally convinced me to move back to New York and I moved in with Rachel and who is now her husband. She made me go out and start dating again, even though I was reluctant."

I stopped and choked back a sob and squeezed his hand. I didn't want to look at him, he would never see me the same way again.

"Kurt, you can tell me."

It was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. I took a deep breath, "I was raped."

I heard a gasp, "What? When, who was it?"

I covered my face with my hands and just cried until I felt him hug me. I dug my face into his chest and just cried until I had no tears left.

"I had met him on the dance floor at a club. He invited me out to eat and he seemed so nice and charming. I was still trying to get over you so I agreed. He said he could cook so I went over to his place the next night and he made us a nice dinner. We ate, talked, laughed, and when it was time for me to leave, he wouldn't let me. I told him I was starting to feel sick, I think he put something in my food, and that's when he smiled at me and threw me onto the floor. The whole time I was sobbing and he said that if I screamed, he would kill me. All I could think about in that moment was you, Blaine. I don't know why, I thought I was going to die that night, but the only thing getting me through that night was thinking about you. I thought about how I let you down, I let my dad down, he was so disappointed in me with the way I had treated you at the wedding. I just kept sobbing and repeated over and over 'I love you Blaine' until he knocked me out. I woke up the next morning in the alley next to his building."

I finally sat back against the couch and looked at him. He was crying and staring at me.

"I haven't been with anyone since. The last person I voluntarily had sex with was you, Blaine. I can't bring myself to let another person get that close to me. I've been on a few dates here and there, but when it comes time for them to kiss me or get close to me, I break it off because I can't do it. The police never caught the guy because he had used a condom, thank God. I could only imagine what kind of disease I would have. I gave the address of where he had taken me, but he had skipped town. And while we are at it telling our secrets, yes, I do still have feelings for you, but I'm trying not to. I still have my date set up with Jack. I don't want to come between you and Les, you two seem happy together and I don't want to mess that up. You deserve to be with someone who can treat you better than I ever did. I do hope, however, that we can be friends."

I watched Blaine stand up and take my hand. He pulled me up and into his arms. I was stiff until he squeezed me tight and I finally let myself relax. I dug my face into his neck and held him tight. After six years, I finally felt like I had come home again.


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