Hey there! I'm back! But I told you that it wouldn't be too long on this chapter. This is the last chapter of Forbidden and I am sad to see it end. I loved writing this story and I actually had a sequel in mind but my sister was very VERY against it. So, I had to scrap my idea and change it up a little. So no sequel will be happening. Enjoy!

Trigger warning of abuse at the 2nd chapter break to the 3rd. Please do not read if that is a problem for you. The line before is 'Kurt closed his eyes.'

I am so so sorry... (You'll see why)

(The only thing I own is the story)

"Blaine, wait!" Laura screamed. "Let me come with you!"

"No!"

"I'm coming! But please. Tell me what's going on."

Blaine stopped, but only for a moment. Every minute he spent explaining something to Laura was another minute of Kurt being hurt.

"His dad beats him. All the time. Willie Oleson saw us kissing and told Nellie. She threated me and said she would tell everyone. That's why I'm being her boyfriend. Nellie must have told Mrs. Oleson and she told Kurt's dad. Hate me all you want but I need to help Kurt."

Blaine turned around and started running again.

"Blaine, I don't care," Laura said, finally catching up. "But I'm still coming with you. Kurt is my best friend and if he is hurt then I don't know what I will do."

Blaine stopped abruptly.

"You...you don't care?" He asked quietly.

"No...It's not something that is considered normal but I love you guys. You are both my best friends." She smiled.

Blaine wanted to respond but the urgency of the situation came back to him and he started panicking again.

"Come on. We need to get to Kurt!"

Kurt heard the banging on the door and the screaming of his name. But he couldn't move. He was too weak. He barely had enough strength to scream Blaine and Laura's name. He heard the banging get louder until there was none. Kurt thought they left and he couldn't hide his disappointment. He needed help but couldn't find the energy to lift his body off the floor. He flinched when he heard the door bang open and looked surprised when he saw Blaine flying through the area where the door once stood.

Kurt watched as Blaine looked around the house looking for him and saw his eyes widen when he finally spotted Kurt lying on the floor of his bedroom.

"Kurt!"

Blaine ran towards him with Laura not far behind.

"Oh my god, Kurt! Are you okay? Dear, God please tell me you're okay."

Blaine sat down on the floor next to Kurt's head and gently lifted him up into his arms. Kurt wanted to hug him back but his arms wouldn't let him.

"B-b-Blaine..." Kurt whispered.

"Shh. Don't speak. We're going to get you out of here. I promise. Laura! Go run and get Dr. Baker. Please! Tell him we're here. Go!"

Laura quickly turned around and ran, as fast as Kurt had ever seen her, out the door.

"Where is he, Kurt? Is he here?"

Kurt used every ounce of strength he had to shake his head.

"He...he...he left. Sleepy Eye..." He uttered.

Blaine held Kurt in his arms, stroking his hair and trying his best to comfort the boy. Kurt was silently crying but not doing much more. The strength he had almost completely gone.

"What did he do to you?" Blaine cried. "What did he do to you?"

Kurt closed his eyes.

He remembered his pa coming home on Saturday afternoon with supplies in his hands and a glare on his face. Kurt had just been finishing up his chores in the house and was getting ready to go outside when his father stormed in. He reeked of alcohol. He watched as his father slammed the food on the table and walked slowly over to Kurt. Kurt remembered seeing two empty whiskey bottles on the table and an almost empty one in his hand.

Kurt slowly started backing up to the wall. He didn't know what he did but he was terrified of his pa right now. Burt took another sip of his whiskey, almost drinking the rest of it. His father spoke.

"Is it true, boy?"

"I-I-I-is what true, Pa?" Kurt asked meekly.

"Is it true that you're going around kissing boys? Are you being disgusting like they said?"

Kurt gasped. How did he know that?

"N-n-n-n-no, Pa. I'm not doing that." Kurt cried.

"One day you're going to figure out how to stop lying to me, boy. Maybe this will teach you a lesson."

Kurt collapsed to the floor when the whiskey bottle connected to his face. He could taste to blood that was dripping from his nose. He screamed when his father picked him up and threw him against the wall. Kurt tried to stand but fell over when he felt his father's foot connect with his ribs, Kurt hearing a cracking noise.

"Pa. Pa, please stop." Kurt cried.

Burt leaned down to pick Kurt up. When he was on his feet, Burt grabbed him by the back of the head, slamming his face into the wall 4 times. Kurt could feel the blood all over his face and taste the metallic liquid in his mouth. Kurt fell back to the floor, his head feeling heavy. He could hear the sound of his father's belt coming off.

"No. Pa, please." Kurt whimpered.

The first of many strikes connected with his back. Kurt was screaming in pain, being ignored by his father. The belt connected with his back another 9 times before Burt decided to move on from whipping. With Kurt barely moving on the ground, Burt grabbed the front of his shirt and dragged him into Kurt's bedroom, throwing him to the floor when he reached it. He decided to do one more kick to the ribs and stomach before turning around and walking away.

"I'm going to Sleepy Eye. You stay where you are and think about how stupid you are for lying to me. And think about how disgusting you are. Maybe then you can be useful."

Kurt watched him close the door before he started crying harder. He couldn't move. The pain was just too strong. All he could do was pray that the pain would go away.

Thinking about what happened made Kurt cry harder. The shaking only made Blaine hold onto him harder.

"I'm going to get you out of here, Kurt. You never have to go through this again. I'm going to get you out of here. I promise." Blaine tried to be strong for Kurt but seeing him all broken and crying with what looked like dried blood all over his face, he couldn't hold back his own tears.

They sat in silence for what felt like an eternity when they heard a wagon pull up outside.

"Dr. Baker is here. He's going to take care of you. I promise. He'll help you. Just be brave. Be brave, Kurt. I love you so much."

Kurt wanted to say it back but each second, he lost a little more energy and strength.

"Blaine! Dr. Baker's here. He's right behind me." Laura yelled.

Blaine noticed how her hair was everywhere, as if she ran without stopping, and she also had tears in her eyes. True to her word, Dr. Baker came in shortly after Laura ran inside. Blaine saw his eyes widen when he saw Kurt.

"Please. Please help him." Blaine said, all tries of being strong disappearing.

"I'll do what I can, son."

He walked into the room and tried to remove Kurt from Blaine's arms much to Blaine's dismay.

"Blaine, son. Go wait outside. You won't be able to be in here when I'm looking at him. I'll come get you as soon as I'm done." He reassured him.

"Okay. Please...he's my best friend."

"I know."

Blaine released his hold on Kurt and whispered in his ear.

"I'll be right outside. Dr. Baker is going to take care of you. I promise I'm not going anywhere."

He stroked his face once before finally giving in and letting Dr. Baker take over. He looked behind him as he left Kurt's room before closing the door behind him.

It had felt like forever since he had left Kurt's room even though it was only about 10 minutes. Blaine had tried pacing and he had tried sitting but nothing was helping.

"Blaine?" Laura said breaking the silence. "Do you maybe want to go outside and walk around for a little bit?"

Blaine shook his head.

"No. I need to be here for him. I promised him I wouldn't go anywhere."

"We won't go far. Just outside around the house. We'll be within earshot if Dr. Baker calls for us. Come on."

Blaine nodded his head.

Laura walked forward and grabbed him by the arm and pulled him outside. The weather was mocking his mood. It was a beautiful, sunny day. There was a slight breeze and he heard birds chirping in the trees.

"So, you and Kurt?" She asked.

Blaine stopped and looked at her.

"Are you going to judge me and beat me up now?"

"No." She whispered.

"Why not? I would understand why. We're not supposed to be this way. What other person do you know that is like this?" Blaine retorted.

"None. But, I meant it when I said that I loved you both. You are happy together and that's what matters. It makes sense now too. Kurt has never mentioned someone that he liked and he's never been one to play with the boys at school. He usually likes to play with the girls. But he's my best friend."

Blaine let tears fall down his face and he stepped forward to give you a hug.

"I love you, Laura."

"I love you too, Blaine."

Neither of them moved from their hug until they heard the voice of someone that neither of them expected to see.

"Nellie? What are you doing here?" Blaine asked confused.

"I heard what happened."

"What? How?" He asked.

"Laura was looking for Dr. Baker all around town. Everyone knows."

"Then why are you here?" He asked angrily.

"I wanted to talk to you."

"I have nothing to say to you."

"I'll leave you guys alone." Laura returned to the house.

"Please, Blaine. It's important."

"What do you want?"

"I wanted to say that I'm sorry. I didn't know about Kurt's pa. If I had, I NEVER would've told my ma about you two."

"That doesn't make anything better. You still told her and you have basically been controlling me for months."

"I know. And I'm sorry for everything. This is all my fault and I will never be able to say I'm sorry enough. And if anything happens to Kurt then I will never be able to forgive myself."

She sounded so genuine that Blaine couldn't be mad at her anymore.

"I-I will accept your apology but if anything happens to Kurt then I will never forgive you."

She nodded in understanding.

"Do you know how he is?"

"No. Not yet. I'm going to go check."

He turned around and headed back towards the house.

"Oh, and Nellie?" He said facing her. "This wasn't your fault. His father is a bad person. He's the reason for this."

She gave him a small smile that he returned before entering the house.

Laura was watching Blaine who was standing next to a window just waiting for any word from Dr. Baker. He had been in there for an hour and hadn't come out at all. Blaine was getting anxious. He needed something. Something to hear that Kurt was doing alright. He had to be. Blaine loved Kurt. He loved him more than anything. He got lost in his thoughts that he almost missed the sound of Kurt's bedroom door opening.

Dr. Baker stepped out and closed the door behind him. Blaine looked up and ran over to him with Laura right behind him.

"How is he? Is he going to be okay?"

Dr. Baker took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes before putting the glasses back on.

"I'm afraid not, son. His body isn't strong enough to recover from the damage."

"What do you mean? What's going to happen?" Blaine cried.

"It means that Kurt isn't going to make it...his insides are too damaged and he's too weak."

Blaine was frozen. He couldn't move. Even his brain could barely think.

No! No, it's not true! Kurt has to make it. He's going to be just fine. He's going to be fine.

"I want to see him."

"No, Blaine." Dr. Baker said.

"Let me see him!" Blaine yelled.

"He said he wanted to see Laura first."

Laura looked surprised.

"I'll-I'll be quick, okay?"

She ran into his room and closed the door. Blaine still hadn't moved.

"I'm sorry, Blaine. I did everything I could."

"How long does he have?" Asked Blaine.

"Not long. He was here on Sunday all by himself which didn't help."

Blaine should've been there. He should've gone fishing with them. Then he would've known something was wrong. He wouldn't have given up until he made it in the house. He had told Laura he wouldn't go. He should've. Things could be different now. He turned his head to Kurt's door and saw Laura leaving it with tears coming down her face.

"He wants to see you, Blaine."

Blaine took a deep breath before opening the door. Despite the sadness in the room, the sun was shining brightly through the window. His eyes immediately found Kurt. He was lying on his bed with his blankets covering him. By the look of things, Dr. Baker had cleaned up the blood on his face and did his best to patch up the cuts. Kurt met Blaine's eyes and met him with a smile that looked like it took a lot of effort.

"Hi." He whispered.

"Hi to you too." Blaine uttered, trying to stay strong for Kurt.

"Come sit next to me?"

"I wouldn't have it any other way."

Blaine walked over to the bed and sat down next to Kurt, grabbing his hand in the process.

"Laura knows about us." Kurt said.

"I know...I told her. I'm sorry. I panicked."

"I know. I'm not," Kurt stopped to cough. "I'm not mad."

"How did I get so lucky to find someone like you?" Blaine asked, putting his spare hand on Kurt's cheek.

As if it was second nature, Kurt leaned into the hand.

"It wasn't luck." He smiled.

"Kurt, I've been looking for you forever." He whispered. "I love you so much."

"And I love you."

Blaine leaned down and gently gave Kurt a kiss on the lips but putting his feelings for the boy into it. When they pulled apart he heard Kurt whisper. Not because he wanted to be quiet but because that was all he could manage.

"You were my forever."

"And you were mine."

Blaine and Kurt stared into each other's eyes, not needing to say a word. Blaine watched as his favorite eyes in the world slowly lost all sign of life until he was staring into the unseeing blue eyes.

Blaine felt as if his heart were on fire. He couldn't breathe. His ma had come into his room so often during the night that he didn't think she was sleeping at all. He couldn't stop seeing Kurt's eyes loose all life. He couldn't stop picturing the screams he gave Laura as she tried to pull him away from Kurt's lifeless body. He couldn't forget seeing his coffin in the ground.

His life would never be the same again. How could it? Kurt had become his best friend and the love of his life. He would never be able to find someone like Kurt ever again.

He felt an overwhelming amount of guilt. He knew what Burt Hummel was capable of. Maybe if he just told someone, Kurt would still be here. He knew and he didn't tell anyone. Kurt told him not to but he shouldn't have listened. Kurt being dead was all his fault. How was he supposed to live with himself now? How could he live knowing that Kurt Hummel, the most incredible person that ever lived, was dead because of him?

Blaine pulled himself out of bed and pulled on a pair of shoes. He opened one of his notebooks and used his pencil to leave a note for his parents. He put it on the table and reread it making sure it sounded right.

I can't live knowing it's my fault. I love you, Ma and Pa

He walked out the door and headed to his barn. He knew exactly where his father kept his guns. He grabbed one started heading into town. He needed to talk to Kurt. It wasn't the same knowing that he wouldn't hear Kurt's voice respond but at least he knew Kurt was listening. He picked up the pace and finally made it to Kurt's resting place. He fell to his knees next to it. He started talking as the tears poured down his face.

"I'm sorry, Kurt! This is all my fault. I should have told someone. If I had, you would still be alive. I know you told me not to say anything but I love you so much that I listened. I shouldn't have. It's my fault you're not here. You should still be here laughing and playing with Laura. You should still be going to school studying and finally be able to make all those clothes you wanted to make. You are so amazing. You deserve to be here. But I don't. I don't deserve to still be living when you aren't here anymore. Not when you not being here is all. My. Fault. I love you, Kurt. And I'm so sorry! But don't worry about me...I'll be seeing you very very soon."

Blaine looked down at the gun in his hands and closed his eyes.

Before anything else, NO ONE hates me more than I hate myself! I promise you! I have been hating myself for months just thinking about this. I am in actual tears right now! But please tell me how much you hate me in a review.

First, thank you to everyone who has been following this story since the beginning and favoriting despite the long updates. I apologize but life was crazy this past year. Thank you to all of the reviewers and I'm so sorry I wasn't able to respond to them but I really wanted to.

Second, I need to say one more time how much I LOVE Burt Hummel and Mike O'Malley. I needed to make sacrifices for this story. Also, Kurt is my absolute favorite glee character by far and I adore Blaine. I also really love Chris Colfer with every fiber of my being and I have so much love for Darren Criss as well so I didn't do this just to get back at them for something.

And third, I have a lot of stories planned out so I hope you all can find time to maybe read and enjoy those one's as well. (None of them will be as depressing as this one, I promise).

Once again; I am SO sorry. Please know how much I absolutely LOVE Kurt, Blaine, Burt, Chris, Darren and Mike. This story in NO way expresses my feelings on them.