A/N: Guys, the next chapter might be the last :O I really am grateful for those of you who did follow and review. But don't get sad now. There's at least one chapter to go. I might make a sequel that deals with what all really does go down with Blaine's family. Maybe. Anyway, the second-to-last chapter is always the best right? No? okay. This chapter is a New Years gift to all of you because the next time I update, it will be 2013! Yayyyyyy! So i hope you all enjoy and my twitter name is morgypooh123 if you all would like to fangirl with me over twitter! I love you all and once again enjoy this chapter!

-Morgy

Blaine POV

"Hello, Mom?" I said uncertainly.

"Blainey! I am so sorry your father said those things. I don't know what got into him. He was just so angry when we got back and you weren't here." she started to ramble.

"Mom, calm down. He just wants a reason to be mad at me. I don't even care at this point. I do want to apologize for leaving without talking to you. Kurt was just having such a hard time what with having a stalker out here-" I was cut off by her shouting.

"A stalker! Sweetie, I don't even care at this point. Is everything good now? Please tell me that Ken has it under control."

"He does. Everything is good. I don't want to leave Kurt out here by himself but he has Rachel and that's enough for now. I'll have to come back before school starts back up after Spring break. I have everything down to the day before so I don't have to spend days alone in the house with him."

"I promise that I will calm him down. Hopefully I'll get him down to insulting your being then sulking in his office."

This made me laugh. Most people don't realize it, but my mom is always on my side. We just have an act that makes her seem like she doesn't do anything at all. She's probably the reason my father isn't abusive. She always calms him down after one of his rampages so it's safer for me to be in the same house as him. We also joke about what he does to me because we are just that dysfunctional.

"I'm gonna have to go, Mom. I love you," I said.

She whispered into the phone, "I love you too, Blaine. If I can't calm your father down before you get home you can stay with Sam for a bit."

"Okay, thank you. Bye."

"Bye Blaine"

I sighed as I heard her end of the line cut off. Then I put my phone back into my pocket and made my way to the kitchen where I saw Kurt's masterpiece of a lunch.

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"You made mac n' cheese," I tried to stifle a laugh.

Kurt got defensive, "Homemade, and you know that it's your favorite food of all time."

"I can't argue with that," I said as I put some in a bowl and began to eat it.

It was delicious, so Kurt got me there.

"So who'd you talk to?" he asked as he sat down with his own food.

"My mom," I said shrugging off the conversation.

It didn't work too well.

"Your mom? You've always told me that all she does is stand off to the side and let your dad do whatever."

"That's just an act. Mostly for my sake. Because he doesn't know that she is on my side, he doesn't think twice when she tries to calm him down later. It's probably the reason he hasn't actually laid a hand on me before. If it wasn't for her, I would most likely be abused."

"I can't believe how casually you just said that."

"That's because it's normal for me. I've been living like this since I was fourteen."

Suddenly I felt Kurt's lips on mine.

"What was that for?" I asked when he pulled away.

"You sounded like you needed love. I'm gonna fix that," he said with a smirk then kissed me again, moving to sit on my lap.

Of course Uncle Ken walked in at that moment.

"This was not what I was expecting to come across when I came to get my lunch," he said while laughing.

I smiled into the kiss then pulled away. I could practically feel the pout that was going to come from Kurt, so I kissed his cheek and he started beaming.

Sometimes I wonder how I can read him so easily.

"Sorry, Uncle Ken," I said over my shoulder.

He just laughed then left the kitchen with his food.

"I love you," I said to Kurt.

"I love you more," he said then hugged me. It looked really awkward considering he was sitting on my lap, but I could've stayed there forever.

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Josephine Anderson POV

I hate how poorly Charles is treating Blaine. It's his own son, and today just sent me over the edge.

"Charles, we need to talk," I said as I walked into his office with two cups of coffee.

"Yes?" he said with a questioning look.

"It's about Blaine. I'm tired of standing off to the side while you verbally abuse our son. If you won't listen to him then listen to me. No matter what his sexual preference, he is your son. He's the little baby with the curly hair that you held in the hospital for a week straight. You loved that boy with all of your heart for the first few years of his life. Then, you just became a distant father, and a terrible one once he came out to us. Just think of that baby. So full of life, and you loved him." I said very calmly looking into his eyes.

I saw the rage coming from a mile away.

"You dare tell me how to feel about that thing. It may have been my son at some point, but not anymore. The demon has taken over his soul."

He probably would have kept going if I had not stood up.

"Maybe if you had a real conversation with him, you would see that he is so much like how you used to be. Full of so much happiness and potential. You don't have to, but he's coming back the day before McKinley goes back into session after break. Just sit in here and think for as long as you like."

I left the room with tears in my eyes. He had started to shout again, but I just ignored him and went to where we kept the boys baby pictures.

My personal favorite that I always looked at was taken when shortly after Blaine was born. Charles was holding Blaine and had a huge smile on his face while Cooper looked at Blaine over his father's shoulder smiling just as big. The caption underneath read: "My Boys"

I set the picture on the table so Charles may see it when he finally calms himself down. Then I picked up my car keys and decided to go for a drive.

Okay so reviews make me write faster, and would you guys like it if I made a Blangsty fic based off of what goes down with his family here? If not I am going to make an abuse one at some point or a better Kurt angst one because this story was not nearly angsty enough for my liking. Please review!