A little more insight into Kurt's life. I'm going to start to doing little flashes into both of theirs so that you can see just what's going on in their beautiful heads.

Thanks to Shelly for being the best beta in the world.

Chapter 8 - Kurt

Guilt was a feeling Kurt was used to. He felt guilty every time someone at school would phone his father and tell him he had a fag for a son. He felt guilty every time his dad would talk about football to him, and all he received was a blank expression. He felt guilty when he checked his facebook and saw messages from Tina, Rachel and Mercedes that he couldn't bring himself to reply to. But now, he felt guilty because of Blaine. Blaine was just being nice, all he was doing was trying to be a friend to him and Kurt had pushed him away. Kurt hated that he had pushed him away, Kurt had longed for a friend ever since he had gotten here, and now that he had one he wasn't going to send him away.

"Hey." Blaine said softly. Kurt wondered why he looked nervous. He didn't want him to be nervous around him.

"Hey." Kurt breathed. "I'm sorry." He sat down beside him and watched as Charlie left.

"Kurt, you don't..."

"I do. I was pushing you away. And It's...I didn't mean to. I'm just not...I've been here alone for so long that having someone want to talk to me is weird Blaine. I can tell that you were popular, you have this air of confidence around you. Before I came here, I was nothing. Now I'm still nothing, only I'm damaged nothing." Kurt rambled. He couldn't stop speaking, he was nervous and scared. He had to make Blaine see that he still wanted to be around him. "And today talking to you, i didn't feel like I was stuck here, I felt like i was talking to a friend."

"That's because you were." Blaine said softly. "Now, shall we forget this? And go back to that."

"I'd like that." Kurt whispered. He smiled when he saw Blaine's phone.

"Do you want to call your dad?" Blaine asked softly.

"No, I...He's coming to see me tomorrow." Kurt smiled, "I wouldn't know what to say."

"What about someone else?" Blaine suggested. "I'm sure you had some friends?"

"I don't...I wouldn't know what to say to them either."

"How about 'hey'?" Bline grinned. Kurt shook his head and leaned back against the chair more. "Did you have any friends at school?"

"A couple." Kurt sucked on his lip. "I had Mercedes, I guess if I were to have a best friend she would have been it."

"What's she like?"

"Fabulous." Kurt chuckled. "She's going to be a star one day, her voice is amazing."

"She sounds great." Blaine smiled. "Anyone else?"

"Rachel, we kinda hated each other but she was there when it counted." Kurt shrugged. "And we got closer when she started to date my step brother."

"You have a brother?" Blaine grinned. "I want to know all about him."

"You do?" Kurt frowned, why did Blaine want to talk about Finn? Maybe he wanted to be friends with him instead.

"I do, I want to know all about you." Kurt looked up at him confused, why would he want to get to know him?

"I'm nothing special, Blaine." Kurt said quietly, looking down. When Blaine realised that he would soon not want to be his friend. Kurt didn't want that to happen. Kurt needed Blaine. He knew that now.

"I think you are, Kurt. And I'm going to show you that. Make you realise." Kurt didn't pull away when Blaine placed his hand on top of his. Normally he would have. Touch scared him. Kurt had pulled away every time his father used to reach out to hug him, but now, with Blaine's hand on top of his Kurt didn't feel scared, he felt relaxed. And the way that Blaine was gently running his thumb over his knuckles was making him feel more relaxed then he ever had. "So, tell me about your step brother."

"His name's Finn and he's a jock." Kurt smiled, his eyes not leaving their joined hands. "He's as clumsy as anything, and he can't dance, he's not the brightest crayon in the box, but he's...he's Finn and he's my brother and I think I miss him."

"Have you spoken to him recently?" Blaine asked softly.

"No. Not since I came here, he visited once with my dad, but...But i couldn't look at him..."

"Why?" Blaine frowned.

Kurt sucked on his lip, could he really tell Blaine why he couldn't stand to look at Finn? Why his brother was a reminder of what happened to him? Finn was another reason Kurt felt guilty. Just as Kurt was about to talk to Blaine, to tell him everything there was a loud bang from the corner of the room. One of the boys had started to throw chess pieces around. In seconds the boy was being calmed down by the staff in the room but that only seemed to make it worse.

"Hey Blaine, can we go back to my room and I can use your phone?" Kurt said, watching the scene turn out in here was making him think of Finn even more. He wanted to talk to him now.

"Of course. Come on." Blaine said softly. Kurt nodded and walked to his room. Blaine walked over to Kurt's bed and waited for Kurt to sit beside him before he handed him his phone and Kurt stared at it, wondering what he would say to Finn who he hadn't spoken to in six months.