It's been two weeks since Kurt went into a coma and things are not going normal. Blaine's being visiting Kurt whenever possible-he is the only comfort now, at least he is not dead. Burt and Carole's love for the boy grows day by day, as he gets his guitar and sings him tunes, just in a small hope of Kurt listening. He will pretend to play Pickaboo with Kurt, well not obviously visible.

One day in the second week, Burt drives Blaine home to have a little chat on something. The house is not a home, not anymore. It may return back, but not anytime sooner. It is unusually dark, maybe because of the lighting or the emotional imbalance. Burt makes Blaine sit on the couch with him.

"Blaine, I am so grateful that you are driving all way from Westerville to visit Kurt."

"It's my pleasure, sir. I would miss the world for him." Blaine smiles pleasantly, breathing a little alcohol that Burt can detect.

"Well, son. I don't know how to start this conversation. I am not good with words but do you know anything about Kurt?" Blaine knows what Burt is trying to ask, but pretends to be naive.

" Do you something about the bruises and cuts? I mean what would have caused the anorexia or the panic attack?"

Blaine thinks for a while to find appropriate words. Burt keeps staring at Blaine for his words if any.

"I don't exactly know, Mr Hummel. To be honest, I am completely shocked at Kurt's state. He had never spoken about that to me, and I hate seeing my friend like that." Blaine desperately needs a hug and he throws himself on Burt." I just want Kurt to talk to me, Mr Hummel. I want to desperately help him. Just one word-" Blaine is weeping on Burt's shoulder and his weeps are hearing all over the silent house. Burt pats Blaine's back, tears tinkling down his cheeks.

Burt couldn't speak out. He lost the love of his life, his son, and is now on the verge of losing his other son. What more tragedies will shake Burt's life more?

"It's okay, son. He will be okay. He will come back for us." Burt finds this to be slightly hilarious-he needs someone to console him and he is the one consoling Blaine.

"And Blaine, are you fine?" Blaine is naive now for real.

Burt comes near his ear, "I mean I don't think it's the right age to drink. You cannot say you didn't because I can smell. Are you fine?" Burt asks him softly. Blaine hesitates to ask for help-he desperately needs help but to ask somebody to whom he has barely talked is a little questionable.

"I'm fine, Mr Hummel."Blaine gulps his throat. "Well, if you want help, we are always there, son," Burt says and gives him a tight fatherly hug. This is the thing that Blaine always wanted-a simple fatherly hug.

The glee club is secretly working towards collecting some information. Getting hold of Jacob Ben Israel and threatening him for his mess and checking the street CCTVs for a piece of slight evidence, but they are able to collect just a few.

--It is a Saturday-The third Saturday of January and Blaine has no school. So, he decides to spend his time in the hospital. Burt and Carole leave Blaine alone and there is Blaine and Kurt, all alone, with one looking at the other, desperately in a hope of his return and the other lying on the bed like a statue.

Blaine holds Kurt's soft pale hands again, pleading Kurt to open his eyes and give one look at Blaine.

Nothing's gonna harm you

Not while I'm around

Nothing's gonna harm you, no, sir

Not while I'm around

Blaine's voice is just like a whisper- a secret that Blaine and Kurt can know and nobody else.

Being close and being clever

Ain't like being true

I don't need to, I would never

Hide a thing from you

Like some

Demons'll charm you with a smile

For a while

But in time

Nothing can harm you

Not while I'm around

Blaine sings the last line, into Kurt's ear and squeezes Kurt's hand softly. " Squeeze my hand Kurt, if you can hear me"- this is a routine try to get Kurt to talk to him and he doesn't leave it today.

"Squeeze it. Squeeze if you can hear me," Blaine says with his tears trinkling over Kurt's cheek. Suddenly, Blaine finds something moving-a slight movement in his hand, a slight tickle.

Blaine is surprised and excited that it is working. " Squeeze my hand, Kurt! Squeeze it," and Blaine feels another tickle. Kurt's index finger is slightly moving. Blaine isn't dreaming, no. This is happening live in front of them and this is not a drill.

Blaine squeals jump and shove his hands on his mouth. " OH MY GOD! KURT IS MOVING! KURT IS MOVING!" Blaine is shouting in happiness and excitement like a 5-year old kid who gets a brand new tricycle.

Blaine comes running from the room and runs straight into Burt's arms. Burt and Carole are so confused if this boy has a need to be admitted to a mental asylum, he is talking gibberish.

Blaine is laughing and crying at the same time. Burt has to make Blaine stop what he was doing and asks him to be clear.

"KURT IS MOVING! I AM NOT LYING. KURT JUST MOVED HIS INDEX FINGER!"

Burt and Carole can't believe it either. it's like their lives have come back. Burt burst into tears instantly, hugging Blaine and Carole." Wait, I will go call the nurse", Carole says and she practically runs in excitement.

Burt and Blaine run to the room to see the miracle happening. Kurt is now moving his toes slowly. Blaine and Burt are standing on either side of the bed. Suddenly, Kurt pops out of the bed with a jerk with heavy, fast breathing.

"It's OK, buddy. Relax." Burt is holding Kurt's chest delicately and Blaine is holding his back.

"Uggh..my eyes hurt. I can't see," Kurt gathers his strength to shout. Blaine closes the window screens. "That's better. Where am I ?" Kurt asks in a low tone- that's the amount of voice he can afford to. Burt places a soft kiss on his forehead and hugs him. Kurt sees in confusion.

Just then, the doctor, a nurse, and Carole walks in and find Kurt sitting up, not in a straight posture though. " Mr.Hummel, can you please wait outside? I'll just check Kurt."

Blaine, Burt, and Carole agree with the doctor and leave the room to give space. Carole is calling Finn and other people to share this news. Blaine is calling up his mom. He's been updating about Kurt's condition on phone and this is no different.

The doctor comes out with a report in his hand." Mr'Hummel, can we have a meet now? I will be waiting at the office." The doctor doesn't seem so cheerful or maybe his face is just like that.

Blaine follows Burt to the doctor's office.

The doctor seems to be reading the record of Kurt. Burt couldn't wait for his words.

"Well, Mr. Hummel. The good news is that Kurt is fine now. He just needs to be at the hospital for 3 more days, just for observation and then he is set. I will be prescribing some medications, so make sure that he takes them.

Make sure you follow his every move. I am sorry, Mr. Hummel. I didn't tell to you before because I didn't want to frustrate you. I was waiting for the right time and now it is. We've got be discuss Kurt's condition. When he was admitted, We were in shock to find the bruises and cuts on him. I mean, they were not the freshly made ones. Some were made really long time ago. Now, the thing is that they were poorly maintained. They were not properly treated and that lead to some minor skin problems. And he had a rib fracture, but it was minor and is recovering slowly.

What worries me is that his genitalia is injured externally. It isn't a deeper injury, but there are bruises and tears. I think we need to talk to Kurt about these things. But, first of all, since Kurt is recovering from his panic attack, it is not advisable to force him to talk about the matter. Let him come and talk about his home."

Burt isn't able to digest these things. Why the hell did Kurt not speak about these things? He was facing so many things and not a word did he let out. Didn't he trust his father?

"If needed I will be referring Kurt to a Dermatologist and for a therapy session. I will be giving a schedule for the regular checkups, so make sure he does that too." and he scribbles something on the report ending with his sign. Blaine accepts the report pleasantly and escorts Burt to Kurt's bed. Burt literally runs to the room to see his precious again.

"Hey dad" the soft, priceless voice comes out of his mouth.

"Hey. Don't scare me like this again. Alright? I missed you, Kurt. Come one, give your dad a hug." Burt goes near Kurt to embrace him-he is still soft, still, his sweet child who has more secrets than he thought.

Kurt is back at school after a long, long break of nearly a month. What a great way to start a new year! Kurt hasn't opened his mouth about the bruises. He feels pretty ashamed of himself-his body is covered with bruises and cuts from the jocks. Kurt is allowed to wear concealer, just on his face and hands. Weird looks are back on Kurt, but Kurt isn't bothering anymore. He is miserable for his own good. Kurt doesn't care to be a fashionista too. Just a hoodie, a pair of trousers which covers his body fully.

Almost the whole glee club keeps an eye on Kurt's every move. Kurt has no spare time, as he missed a big bunch of classes. This gives a perfect excuse to skip his lunch as he spends time in the library, trying to cope with classes. Blaine told Mercedes all the things that the doc had told them and assured of somehow extracting information from Kurt's mouth. Now, it's a secret between Blaine and Mercedes.

It's the first Friday of February and all are seeming to be going very well from Kurt's perspective. The jocks, especially Karofsky and Azimio are giving Lame expressions and nothing more because of vigilance.

Kurt decides to stay and work for an extra hour after school hours and Blaine asked for a hangout at the Starbucks after the class.

It is really getting late as almost everybody left except for the football teams and other club attending people. Kurt is watching the Regionals video that he missed in his coma and is walking towards his car in the parking lot.

Just then Kurt seems to be crowded suddenly. This is not the usual hallway crowding. This is different.

Kurt looks up from his phone to see the tall, stinky football jerks shooting evil grins. Their hands are noticeably tied at their backs.

"W-what do you w-want? Don't come near m-me..." Kurt is starting to panic as he sees them and tries to step back but ends up hitting a jock.

"You wish, homo. We are fucking not leaving you today." Azimio comes forward to him.

Kurt raises his arm towards his face, anticipating a hit, not realizing that his arm can't save him this time. Kurt is dripping wet with the cold coloured icy liquid on him. He thought it was over with that and then...

A lot of cups of the bitch -slapping blueberry flavoured slushy are drained onto him. Kurt is feeling suffocated, right in the middle of the parking lot. He sees them leaving, standing there in the middle of the Mckinley high parking lot-alone, cold, drenched and rashed by the rough ice.

Blaine arrives at the Mckinley parking lot entrance. He leaves his engine on and gets out to find Kurt. He is nowhere to be found and so, Blaine decides to go into the school to search for him. He goes into the building and just then, his eyes are driven to a distant car , leaving the parking lot exit hastily. That car is familiar to Kurt's.

Blaine hurries back into his car, trying to catch the car. He somehow manages to spot the car but misses it in a traffic signal. He is sure it was Kurt. The road seems to be leading to his home and just follows the road.

Blaine finally reaches Kurt's home and he isn't wrong-It was Kurt.

Blaine gets down his car and hurries to the front door. He knocks on the door to find the door isn't locked. There is nobody at home too. He runs upstairs to Kurt's room, lest he should attempt suicide.

And thank his lucky stars! Kurt isn't. Blaine stumbles on a shirt that is wet and sticky-It is Kurt's shirt definitely. He stands near the bathroom door, holding his chest,panting. There he sees his Kurt-in a cold shower, blueberry droplets trinkling down his chest covered with bruises and cuts,his ribs exposed as his series regulars now,his hair all messy,muffling and whimpering.

"Kurt!" Blaine calls him. His instinct pushes Kurt to close the door from behind and tackle with Blaine's push from the other side.

"Just leave me alone,Blaine. I will come with you tomorrow."

"This isn't about our outing ,Kurt. Come out,Let's talk this matter and help you out."

"GET OUTTA HERE,BLAINE! NO BODY LOVES ME,WHY DO YOU BOTHER ?"Kurt is yelling from behind.

" Kurt, just give me one chance. I can help you. Please." Blaine pleads.

"JUST GO AWAY,BLAINE ." and the tackling continues till their arms get tired in two minutes. There is no sound from the bathroom now. Blaine presses his ear gently on the door.

"Kurt, We can talk about this. Just,give me a chance. Just,let me in."

Blaine can hear no sound. He slowly opens the door and finds trembling Kurt ,sitting on the floor, whimpering. Blaine holds Kurt aross his back and Kurt's instantaneously hit Blaine's chest and tears are flowing like a cascade. Blaine slowly escorts Kurt into the bedroom-Kurt is still lying on his chest.

"Why was I ever born,Blaine? Just to be hated? Just to be taunted everyday?" Blaine is listening to Kurt in silence.

"One day,everybody is just gonna leave me ,just like that and I will be standing, pathetic and rotten." Blaine doesn't want to hear these harsh words coming out of his mouth. It's now or never.

Blaine lifts Kurt's head ,holding him closer." Kurt,just look into my eyes." Kurt is obeying him-he is looking into his eyes."Listen, Everybody are born with a purpose,Kurt. Think of the people who loves you-Your dad, Carole, Your friends at glee club-"

Kurt cuts him ," One day,everybody will leave me. I mean ,dad and Carole cannot travel with me throughout my life, everybody as a student has a separating point and I will be losing these guys in no time. Even you for the matter of fact, you will be pretending to be my friend and slowly you will walk away. And then? Who will love me?"

Blaine slowly slides his hands through Kurt's arms and lock his hands gently on Kurt's lower back.

"I will " he softly says. "I will until I live. Kurt,you are the best thing that happened to me apart from my mom. You brought a little beacon of happiness as you walked into my life.

Blaine leans closer to Kurt,feeling his skin against his cardigen. Kurt doesn't seem to be pulling back,he just keeps staring into Kurt's eyes with tears.

Blaine tilts his head a little and places his gentle lips on Kurt's. This is the moment. He can taste the blueberry slushie still. Blaine isn't sure still. What if it was a forced kiss? What will Kurt think?

And his questions vanish when he feels Kurt lying his hand on Blaine's cheekbone,reciprocating the feeling. Blaine can feel Kurt's hot tears trinkling down his cheeks,but more than that,Kurt is getting relaxed. This is not a harsh,rough kiss,nope. This is a soft,passionate,promising one. Kurt is closing his eyes,feeling just a soft pair of lips , not the harsh one that he got before.

Suddenly, like a lightning out of nowhere, a flash of Karofsky kissing him forcibly hits his mind.

"No, I can't." Kurt pushes Blaine." What if this is a consoling kiss? a sympathy one?"

Kurt's question is right in relevance to his past.

And there is my Christmas surprise. I was waiting for this chapter and now it's here. Merry Christmas readers! After this the problems get solved one by one till I bring another.

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