"He's awake... DOCTOR, NURSE, SOMEBODY!"
Kurt's POV
The room is foggy, and somebody is yelling something, without thinking I say, "Shut up, I am trying to sleep!" I hear a laugh, and familar laugh, it isn't laughing though, it sounds relieved.
Burt's POV
When Kurt told me to shut up, at first I wanted to tell him that he can't speak to me like that, but then I realized that it is a good thing, I was relieved. I laugh. When I had a nightmare, that Kurt had killed himself, (The worst nightmare that I have ever had) I just had to check on him, just to convince myself that he is okay, and I am glad that I did, because if I didn't he may be dead. I am not even mad, because my dream said it all, and I can be mad later, when we talk about it. After I had called the ambulance, I went to wake up Carol, and she told me that she had a simalar dream, we then went to awaken Finn, to tell him that we were going to the hospitle, and of course he wanted to come too. He had school the next day, we should have just left him a note, or a text, but in the heat of the moment it seemed wisest. Turns out he had a simalar dream too. He then texted Blaine, Rachel, and Puck, who texted Mike and Sam (football players) who then texted, Tina, who texted Mercedes and Artie, who texted Brittany, who texted Quinn and Santana, who texted Lauren, and Mr. Shue (they used his number, that he gave out when he made then promised to call him if they were ever too drunk to drive). Soon the news was everywhere, and they all got down to the hospitle to see my boy, and I was so proud that he had so many friends.
ALL OF GLEE CLUBS POV
Where is he?
Is he okay?
When can we see him?
Is he awake?
WIll he be okay?
What happened?
You had that dream too?
Is it our fault?
What do you know?
The only person who didn't care was Lauren.
Kurt's POV
I heard the stampede coming ever since they pulled up, I watched them get out of their cars together and walk in together, because of the window. I heard the elevator ding, and I knew the end of my peace was now. They all wanted to know, what I was thinking. It was hard. I hated this attention. When Blaine and I was alone he said, "I though I was going to lose you."
A/N From this point on it will be about how Kurt's relationship with everybody grew, including Blaine's, also I will start writing as though this is the present, not the past.
Blaine's POV
Seeing Kurt lying on that bed secretly killed me. I sat down next to him, and we just talked about everything, exept what was important. Soon I had to leave, because visiting hours were over hours ago and we were lucky that we got to see him at all. Driving was hard, so I asked Mr. Shue for a lift, he said yes, and I asked him if he could bring me tomorrow to pick up my car, and he said that he could do that, or he could tow it there for me. He towed it.
Kurt's POV
In the movies the hospitle room is always full of people, but in truth it is lonely. I could have one person stay with me, because I am under 18, and I had lots of volenteers, I wanted my dad, Mercedes, or Blaine to stay, so I used Eni-mni-minni-moe, and Mercedes ended up staying.
Mercedes' POV
Singing Kurt to sleep was hard, I kept getting chocked up.
The next day the Glee Club went to sing to Kurt. It was a song about bullying, that they thought would help, but it only made it worse. It seemed to Kurt that they were poking fun at him, and telling him that he wasn't strong, it wasn't until the end that he understood and it got better.
"Do you know, what I am? I am a person, I'm not a toy, or a punching bag, I am strong I won't play this game anymore, I won't let you win, so stop, get off me, leave me alone! I am sick and through, dealing with you! So stop get off me! Leave me alone, leave me alone, leave me alone, leave me alone! Do you know, what I am? I am a person, I'm not a ball, or a piece of trash, I'm not game, you can't play me, and you can try, but you won't win. I am a person. I may try to give up, but its worth it in the end, because I am stronger, than you know. I'm not a toy, I don't need you to pick me up, I have friends for that, but even if I didn't I am like a cursed doll, I'll do it myself, I'm not a punching bag, but I'll take blows, and swing back, I'm not a ball, but I bounce back higher than ever, I'm not trash, but you might be...OH SNAP, but I take that back, because I am better than that,"
At the end Kurt was laughing.
Kurt's POV
I love these guys. They are amazing. Everything will be alright. I have a good feeling.
A week later I am still on suicide watch, but they still release me. They say that the drugs I took, and the amount of time that it was in my system should have killed me, but according to them I am lucky. When I get home, dad makes me give him all my razors, pills, ropes, and sets me a limit on how much water I can use if I take a bath so I can't drown myself, looks like I'll be showering. He takes away anything that I can kill myself with, which means, that I also can't wear anything with belt loops, because he took that away. He also got rid of his guns, and he almost took away my pillow, but I could also sufficate myself using my blanket, so he left that, but only while I am sleeping. I am on watch, but I guess I deserve that. I am almost never alone, and at school they set up an assembally talking about taking ones life. They never say my name, but everybody knows that it is me, because I skipped a week then come back to this? Jacob has blogged about it non-stop, and it was on fondue for two. I hate this. Everybody sees me as a wackjob, and I guess I kinda am one. I didn't even think about what would happen if I failed. I hate this attention, it is bad. I hate this life. I regret it, but the slushies has stopped, I guess that is good...right?