A/N: I'm so sorry about the wait for this chapter. I've had writers block for this story but all of a sudden it sparked back up again and I hope you are all still interested in this. And I'm really sorry for this :(

Chapter 25

Blaine

Now he was sitting with Kurt under their tree, or at least Blaine thought of it as their tree; they were the only ones who ever sat underneath it, and it felt safe, it was where they could be themselves and Blaine didn't want anyone to sit there but them. He had no idea what to say to Kurt. Yes he wanted to tell him the truth, and yes he felt as though he was ready to tell him the truth. But he had never spoken about it. Charlie knew only what his dad had guessed had happened. Most of it was right, some of it a lighter version that Blaine could never correct his dad on. But now Kurt was there for him to share everything with, and he was scared. Telling him what had happened would mean it was real. It wouldn't be speculation any more. It would be the truth. It would be the sad traumatic truth that Blaine wouldn't be able to run away from anymore.

"I think I get why you close doors three times." Blaine mumbled wishing he could close the door five hundred times on his secrets so that they could never come out.

"I think it's time we both start opening some doors, don't you?" Kurt's voice was so soft, so gentle. Blaine knew then that no matter what he told Kurt, he would never be looked at any different. Kurt would always be there for him. Always.

"Yes." Blaine took a deep breath, he moved closer against the tree as though the branches would reach down and wrap him against the trunk, protecting him from the scary world around them.

Kurt moved a little closer to him, their knees brushing and he waited patiently for Blaine to speak.

"I was six when it first happened." Blaine whispered. "I didn't understand it, not really. I knew I didn't like it. I know that I screamed and begged for him to stop, but there was no one around to hear me. He was supposed to look after me. He said that's what he was doing." Blaine said shakily. He didn't dare open his eyes, he knew that Kurt would only be looking at him with those ever caring blue orbs, but he was scared he would find judgement there.

"I wanted to tell my dad so bad." Blaine continued, his voice growing stronger when Kurt pressed a hand to his knee. At first the touch had startled him, but then he felt Kurt's thumb rubbing soft circles over his jeans, Blaine met Kurt's hand with his own and they linked their fingers on Blaine's knee and he had the strength now to continue his story. "He kept on telling me it was our little secret. It would make daddy sad to know that I was dirty now." Blaine wiped his eyes, not knowing at what point he had started to cry. "I tried so bad to make it stop. I cried every time my dad said he was leaving me with him, hoping it would make him stay. I begged Cooper to take me out with him, but I was just a stupid little kid to him. He didn't want me hanging around him and his friends." Blaine sighed, a little bitter thinking about his brother. "It stopped nine months ago." Blaine mumbled, he heard a gasp come from Kurt, had he not expected the abuse to go on for so long? "I wasn't his type anymore." Blaine laughed, an evil twisted sound that left his lips, that neither he or Kurt recognised. "Whenever he saw me he would tell me that no one would want me for anything but sex, no one would love me, that's why I went out every night, why I found someone to use me. To...Make me feel wanted."

"Oh Blaine." Kurt wrapped his arms around Blaine, holding him so tightly that Blaine couldn't feel anything but safe or secure.

"I just feel so dirty Kurt." Blaine was sobbing now, he didn't know how to stop.

"You're not dirty." Kurt promised him. "You don't need sex to make you feel wanted. i want you. I want you as a friend. I want you in my life. I love you."

"You love me?" Blaine stuttered, he pulled his face from Kurt's shoulder, grimacing when he saw the horrible wet patch he had left on Kurt's shirt, he hated to think what he looked like now.

"I love you." Kurt nodded. "I've never had a friend here before. I love you,"

"Just as a friend?" Blaine whispered.

"I'm not ready to love you as anything else yet." Kurt whispered back looking down. "Is this love enough?"

"More than enough." Blaine said softly, tilting Kurt's chin up with a finger and pressing a soft kiss to his cheek, he smiled to himself when he saw that Kurt didn't even flinch from the contact. "We've both made good steps today."

"We have." Kurt smiled wrapping his arms around him again.

"Oh and Kurt." Blaine whispered in his ear. "I love you too."