Hey guys! So I'm hoping to make it up to you for that shocking chapter I gave you with this. Hopefully it will make it up to you. Warning: This chapter is a recount of the attack.

Chapter 14: The attack

At the same time as last week, Kurt found himself sitting in Caitlyn's office on the leather couch. Burt hadn't been able to take him to this session and Kurt was slightly grateful for it. He didn't want Burt to have to hear what had happened to him again, for this session Caitlyn wanted to know what had happened to Kurt. Finn had driven him after school and said he would be back in time to pick him up. Blaine had also wished him good luck with the session and had said that if Kurt needed him he would be there.

Kurt looked up and saw that Caitlyn was smiling at him gently.
"Have you been doing you exercises this week?" Caitlyn asked and Kurt nodded. "That's good. I take it you remember from last week that you remember I wanted you to tell me about your accident."
Kurt nodded again, fidgeting.
"Take your time Kurt," Caitlyn said gently. Kurt took a looked to the laptop on the table that Caitlyn had provided for him.

Kurt picked it up with shaking hands and set it on his lap. Taking a deep breath he began to type.

Flash Back

Kurt flinched as student of McKinley High School brushed past him, knocking his shoulder and sent him stumbling. They didn't look back or make any notion that they had seen him. Kurt was used to that. Kurt straightened his bowtie and scowled and continued heading to his French Class. As he was about to turn into his class room his looked up and what he saw made his blood run cold.

Dave Karofsky was glaring at him from across the hall way, hands shoved in his football jacket. His glare turned into a sneer as he continued to look at Kurt. Kurt swallowed his fear and quickly ducked into his classroom, heart pounding loudly in his chest. Ever since Dave had kissed Kurt in the locker room and then threatened to kill him he had been keeping an annoyingly close eye on Kurt, glaring at him and sneering.

He often made threatening gestures at him when nobody was looking, which was often because nobody ever paid attention to the resident fairy at McKinley. Kurt took his seat at an empty table and kept his head down, trying to control the fear that was creeping up in his body. He wasn't sure how much more he could take of this, wondering where Dave was at all time and if he was going to do something to him.

He jumped slightly when a girl took a seat next to him, not looking at him once. Kurt was grateful for this as he didn't want to have the risk of sitting next to one of Dave's Neanderthal friends that was often there when they decided to play pick on the gay, which was every day.
Kurt enjoyed French, he was fluent from having watched many musicals with his mother as a child.

All to soon the bell was ringing and Kurt sighed. He gathered his things and packed them away and slung his back over his shoulder. He started heading to his next class when he felt someone grip his left arm tightly and yank really hard. Kurt stumbled with the force and went flying the direction that he was being dragged in. A door slammed behind them and Kurt was thrown into a brick wall. His back throbbed as he slammed into the wall and his vision swam for a moment.

Kurt felt his stomach drop when he saw that Dave was suddenly right there in front of him, pushing his body up against Kurt. He was so close that he could smell Dave's breath, reeking of the burger he ate at lunch.
"Have you told anyone?" Dave demanded, his eyes wild and his face flushed red.
"No," Kurt spat out, fear getting ready to take over. "I already told you that It's not my secret to tell so you can just leave me alone."

"I can't do that," Dave snarled. "What if you do tell? What if you let it slip?"
"I'm not going to let it slip," Kurt said, his eyes going wide. Dave looked frantic and skittish, his hair ruffled as he ran his hands through it. Kurt thought that he looked deranged.
"No, no I can't. You could tell," Dave mumbled. "I have to stop you from telling."
"I'm not going to-uh!" Kurt started to say but was suddenly cut off from Dave's hands around his neck.

Kurt could fell Dave's fingers wrapped around his neck painfully, squeezing. All the air left Kurt's lungs as Dave slammed him against the brick wall again, his feet dangling above the ground as Dave lifted him up off the ground. Kurt's hands went to Dave's, trying to pry him off.
"I'm going to make sure you can never tell anyone," Dave growled in Kurt's face. Kurt made choking noises, trying to breathe. His vision was starting to swim as he was running out of air.

Kurt kicked his legs but Dave was too strong for it to do any damage.
"I'm going to kill you so you can never tell anyone what happened," Dave snarled. Kurt let out another choked noise, the edges of his vision starting to go black.
A door opened and suddenly and voice could be heard.
"HEY!"
Suddenly Kurt was falling to the ground, taking a deep gasping breath.

He wasn't sure what was happening but he suddenly felt hands on him. He curled away from them, taking a choking breath but he felt as if he couldn't.
"Kurt? Kurt can you hear me?" asked a voice that sounded like Mike but Kurt couldn't be sure, it sounded so distant.

Kurt wasn't sure how long he stayed on the ground, weaving in and out of consciousness.
"Porcelain? Can you hear me?" Came Sue's voice right by his ear.
Kurt struggled to open his eyes as they felt so heavy. Kurt tried to speak but it just came out as wheezing noises.
"Paramedic's are coming, Porcelain. Just hold on," Sue was saying but she growing distant. The last thing Kurt remembered of that day was someone squeezing his hand before the let the darkness take over him.

End of Flash back

Kurt pushed the laptop to Caitlyn with shaking hands and allowed her to read it. Kurt continued to shake while she read it, watching her expression. Her eyes were wide and her mouth was open. When she had finished reading she put the lap top down and took a deep breath.
"Thank you for sharing Kurt," Caitlyn said, her voice steady.
"I'm sorry for what happened to you," Caitlyn continued. "I can't imagine how scary it must have been. But talking about this is good, this can let us push past any fears that may be holding you back when it comes to speaking."

Kurt nodded, taking deep calming breathes.
"Here, have some chocolate," Caitlyn said, going to her desk and pulling out a bite size candy bar. "This will make you feel better."
Kurt took the bar and opened it with shaking hands and popped it in his mouth, letting the chocolate fill him and he stopped shaking.

"If you are feeling up to it we can continue on with our session. We have fifteen minutes left of our time today," Caitlyn said. Kurt nodded and Caitlyn smiled and nodded.
For their last fifteen minutes they went through the exercises together and Caitlyn was beaming at the end of it.
"Well done Kurt," Caitlyn gushed. "You are coming along really nicely."

Kurt beamed happily at Caitlyn.
"I'll see you this time next week," Caitlyn grinned and Kurt waved her goodbye and headed out to the waiting area. Finn was flipping through a magazine and when Kurt came striding to him he looked up and threw the magazine down.
"How did it go?" Finn asked. Kurt nodded and smiled.
'It went well,' Kurt signed and Finn grinned.

"Can you speak yet?" Finn asked and Kurt shook his head. Finn pouted but shrugged.
"You will soon," Finn said, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. Kurt smiled but shook his head and they headed back to the car together. Finn drove them home, filling the car with conversation about how the office looked and how it reminded him of some movie that he couldn't remember the name of.

When they got home Kurt headed to his room to start on his homework. His talk with Caitlyn had left him feeling a little shaky. He didn't like revisiting what happened that day. Some of the details were a little fuzzy and his time in hospital wasn't a great memory either.

Flash Back

Kurt felt as if he had been tied down with rocks. His struggled to get his eyes opened but when he did he was completely confused. He was looking at a white ceiling, one he didn't recognize. He slowly twisted his head and saw a monitor next to him, slowly beeping to the beat of his heart. He was aware that there was an oxygen mask over his face and there was something connected to his finger.

"Kurt?" said a voice to his left. Kurt recognized his father's voice and slowly turned to him.
'Dad' Kurt tried to say but nothing came out. Kurt looked around frantically and tried to speak again but nothing came out.
"It's OK buddy, calm down, you're safe," Burt said, gently taking Kurt's hand.
Kurt tiredly lifted his hand and touched his throat.

"I'm so sorry buddy," Burt said, his voice breaking.
Kurt squeezed his dad's hand and he felt himself getting sleepier but tried to keep himself awake.
"It's Ok Kurt, you can go back to sleep," Burt said softly and Kurt let his eyes slam shut and welcomed back the darkness.

End of Flash back

Kurt shook his head. He didn't want to get into those thoughts. He wanted to move past them and he wanted the dreams to stop. He wanted to dream of Blaine, not of Dave trying to kill him. He didn't want to think of Dave either.

Kurt grabbed his Ipod and headphones and stuck them in his ears. He scrolled through his playlist until he got to his favourite Wicked songs and pressed play, turning it up so loudly that he could feel the headphones vibrating against his ears.
He let himself get taken away in the music, picturing himself on stage, singing those amazing songs with a crowd cheering for him, Blaine in the front row next to his father.

Burt watched from the door way at his son smiling at nothing, eyes closed. He could hear the music coming from the headphones but didn't have the heart to move Kurt. He knew that today's session would have been hard on him. He let Kurt listen to his music for a little while longer before going to him and shaking him. Kurt's eyes flew open and he ripped the headphones out of his ears.

'Sorry,' Kurt mouthed, looking embarrassed.
"It's OK buddy. How did it go?" Burt asked. Kurt nodded.
'Good, it went good. Difficult to talk about but I did' Kurt signed.
"That's good to hear," Burt said softly. "It's good to talk about it. Maybe it will help, not only with your speech but the dreams too."

Kurt looked shocked and Burt grinned.
"Yeah, I know about the dreams kid," Burt chuckled. "You're not really good at hiding things."
Kurt scowled and Burt left chuckling.

I hope this chapter was better! Please review! It could possibly not since I'm delirious with this cold. But I did write it before it broke so you never know! Oh and I'm rambling, giving you information your probably didn't need to know! Oh well! Hope you enjoyed!