Blaine, without hesitating, pulls Kurt's wrist as he sees him turning away from him.
"Kurt! Just listen to me." Blaine keeps pulling Kurt's wrist while Kurt is trying to get out of his grasp. Finally, Kurt gives up due to the pain that Blaine is causing unintentionally in the already wounded area.
"Look into my eyes, Kurt", Blaine whispers into Kurt's ear just like a cool breeze. Kurt keeps starring at the familiar expressive Hazel eyes he fell in love with. "I wanted to make sure this isn't a sympathy kiss-you know, just to gift a kiss to someone. I don't know how to express it. The first time I laid my eyes on you, crying in the park, I could have chosen to ignore you like the others in the park. Honestly, I couldn't leave you. This subconscious mind made this body come back to you-to see you just one more time and talk to you. It is my soul which made me come back to you, Kurt."
"But not now. Not when you see my true self-hurt, damaged, scratched, and thrown in a corner. You will just leave me."
Blaine keeps his index finger on Kurt's lips, allowing him to talk no more." You are not damaged, Kurt. You are perfect in fact. My soul fell in love with your soul, Kurt," Blaine, now pulling Kurt's hand and placing it gently on his bare chest. Blaine keeps his hand on Kurt's," Hold it to your heart. Nothing's gonna change the fact that I kissed you with my whole heart and I will certainly love you even if you are burnt in the fire. These bruises and cuts are showing the real you, and those are why my love for you goes higher and higher every minute I look at you, Kurt."
Kurt tries to pull away from Blaine, but he can't. Blaine is holding him so tight." No, you are lying. Every day, when I hear people saying that I am a fat ass monster, revolving around the school, spreading my "fairy dust", I hate myself every minute."
Blaine nods his head, "No, Kurt. They are lying, they are jealous of you."
Kurt nods, whispering, "You are lying.". Blaine turns Kurt's head towards him, cupping his cheeks, singing softly.
Much as you blame yourself,
You can't be blamed for the way that you feel
Had no example of a love that was even remotely real
How can you understand something that you never had?
If you let me, I can help you out with all of that
Blaine keeps staring at Kurt's eyes, rubbing his thumbs softly to wipe his tears-tears of pain and self-hate.
Let me love you
And I will love you
Until you learn to love yourself
Let me love you
I know your trouble
Don't be afraid, oh, I can help
Let me love you
And I will love you
Until you learn to love yourself
Let me love you
A heart of numbness gets brought to life
I'll take you there
I can see the pain behind your eyes
It's been there for quite a while
I just wanna be the one to remind you what it is to smile
I would like to show you what true love can really do
Blaine pauses for a moment, to see how Kurt taking it. His tears have drained and a blushy smile lights up his face among all the bruises and cuts. Blaine rubs Kurt's lips, wiping the blueberry droplets.
Let me love you
And I will love you
Until you learn to love yourself
Let me love you
I know your trouble
Don't be afraid, oh, I can help
Let me love you
And I will love you
Until you learn to love yourself
Let me love you
A heart of numbness gets brought to life
I'll take you there
let me love you
And I will love you
Until you learn to love yourself
Let me love you
I know your trouble
Don't be afraid, oh, I can help
Blaine fades out singing with a whisper of the last line. Kurt is so moved by him, assuring that he will help him and love him. Kurt instantaneously sticks his lips on Blaine, this time more confidently, cupping Blaine's one cheek and his other hand on his shoulder. Blaine has texted Mercedes saying "Emergency, Kurt's home" earlier while driving and Mercedes has come to Kurt's room. She sees them Kissing, enjoying a moment of peace and love. Blaine eyes Mercedes and Mercedes understands-she has to wait downstairs till they are fully ready.
Kurt's eyes are closed, tears from under his pale eyelids, feeling and tasting cool mint in Blaine's lips. Their lips part from each other as they run out of air. They stand there close to each other, Blaine still holding him. "I will never leave you apart", says Blaine lovingly, tears in his eyes, in a sweet shock that he outted himself to his love.
"Can I ask you a question?" Kurt curiously," Are you-?"
Blaine cuts Kurt, not leaving him to ask his question, "Am I gay? yes. I am. Don't ask about it, Kurt. I will answer your questions when I am ready." Kurt nods blushing, agreeing to Blaine's pleas and respecting his privacy.
"Come on, Let's get you cleaned properly".Blaine holding Kurt's hand. Kurt doesn't notice that he is shirtless until now. He pulls a towel quickly, wrapping it around his body. Blaine gets some cotton swabs and starts to brush Kurt's forehead gently, removing the concealer. There are so many coatings of that concealer and it is difficult to remove. Finally, after many cotton swabs, Blaine can see the bruises and cuts crystal clear, damaging Kurt's skin slowly.
"Kurt, I -I don't want to force You. But you have to talk out, Kurt. It's high time."
"I don't get it, Blaine. What should I talk about?" Kurt knows where Blaine is rooting for, but pretends to be naive.
" Looking at these bruises and cuts, It is scaring me, Kurt. You are strong, Kurt. So strong that I could only imagine, I would never doubt that. But, you need help, Kurt. "
"I have no problem, I'm fine," Kurt snaps at Blaine.
" Hmm hmm? I don't think that is what the doctor said. " Blaine is slightly pushing him to and Kurt has no way now. Kurt wants to speak that out to somebody and he can take this chance to open this matter to someone other than his mom."You don't have to talk to me, Kurt. Talk to your dad and your family. I have called your dad and you are going to talk to him."
"No, Blaine. Don't do that."
"Yes, you are." Blaine gets Kurt some time to think and Kurt finally nods,
"Fine. I'll talk. But promise me that you will stay next to me when I talk."
Blaine leans forward, holding Kurt's hand," I promise you. I will be holding your hand, staying next to you, supporting every word you speak. I just need a word, that's it." Blaine winks at Kurt. Kurt nods slowly, finally agreeing.
Blaine comes down, nodding that Kurt has given his consent, at Mercedes and Burt, sitting on the couch. It's time. Their main evidence is going to come out. Mercedes switches the recorder on her phone to record his words. They enter the room silently, nodding at Kurt. Kurt is looking with a dread fright as if he was going to be guillotined.
Burt sits near Kurt, holding his hand, waiting to talk. He is trying to talk but he couldn't. He is facing his nemesis-the almighty fear. He looks at Blaine for comfort. The Hazel eyes just look at him, encouragingly, holding his hand. Kurt takes a deep breath before he opens his mouth to let the cat out of the bag.
"Dad, There is this group of neanderthals at the school who have made their main goal to make my life a living hell. They shove me into the lockers every day, hit me, or slushie..."
Kurt goes on slowly, thinking of all the trauma he's been facing. Tears are filling his eyes, holding Blaine's wrist and Mercedes's shoulder so tight that he can break them any time.
Burt is so shocked, hearing the words from Kurt's mouth. He gets up and runs straight into Finn's room. He pins him towards the wall and holds his collar.
"What the hell were you doing when this was happening?"
Burt shouts at him.
Carole comes running, hearing the commotion going on. Carole and Kurt try to pull Burt away from Finn." What did he do, Honey?" Carole, still tugging.
"What the hell was he doing when Kurt was getting bullied huh?"
Carole and Finn are standing in complete shock. "Dude why didn't you tell me? I heard those jocks calling you names, but I didn't know you were bullied. I didn't know you were facing worse situations."
Kurt pulls his dad," Calm down, Dad. We will look into this matter afterwards. And Finn, you didn't notice because you were too busy for your own good and I won't blame you," says Kurt sarcastically. Finn hangs his head in shame.
It takes Burt to come to a calm downstate. "So what are we going to do?" Mercedes breaks the silence.
"I am going to the school on Monday to deal with the matter. And we have to find some alternative options for your schooling. McKinley is not a safe place anymore. Do we have some other options?"
A silence prevails, maybe nobody has one. Blaine decides to talk out his opinion," Mr Hummel. I think I have an idea. Kurt can move to Dalton Academy along with me. We have a zero-tolerance bullying policy enforced and Kurt can be safe there."
Kurt immediately responds," No dad! I am not going there. Don't ask me why but I don't want to."
Burt doesn't want to freak out Kurt and Blaine is surprised-Why does Kurt not want to come to Dalton, especially when their relationship reached a new level?
"Alright Kurt, I am going to school this Monday and sorting out this matter, until then you are staying at home. Alright?" Kurt has no strength to argue and no need in the first place. He knows his dad. Kurt gently nods, leaving the three alone.
"Why didn't you tell me, Kurt? I am your best friend, I suppose. We called you that day, do you remember? We gave you chance to talk." Mercedes with tinkling tears held Kurt's hand. "I don't want to, Mercedes." Kurt isn't crying anymore, his cheeks are like a smooth desert, and his talk is clear as crystal. Kurt has surely relaxed enough and is ready to face the world and word.
"I don't want you guys to get in trouble like myself. I got enough of it and I don't want any of you to suffer along with me." Mercedes is looking at him with mixed emotions-that she is proud that he survived all the crap till date, sad that he had to deal with so much, guilt that she couldn't help me though she was with him, and concerned about what would happen in the future.
"Auu, that hurts, Mercedes," Kurt shouts as Mercedes keeps her hand on Kurt's cheek. They can clearly see the red rashes that the slushies and concealers have cost him. "I'm sorry, Kurt. Fine, we can talk about it later."
Mercedes gets up to leave the room saying"I love you" and Kurt repeats back. And now, it's just two-Kurt and his love sitting next to him.
"Mind if I ask this, but why did you not want to come to Dalton, Kurt? It's really safe. I am not joking," Blaine as he is looking confused and desperate for Kurt to come to join his school.
Kurt takes Blaine's hand and squeezes it," I can't Blaine. One-You know how steep the tuition fees are at Dalton and me being in a coma would have cost so much and Two- I don't believe in us staying together always. It doesn't make our relationship stronger. In fact, it makes the bond boring. " Kurt says confidently, he knows what he speaks." Being apart can make every moment I spend with you special and magical."
"You're right, oh yes. You always zig when I think you are about to zag and that is why I love you."Blaine says, kissing Kurt's hand and making him Blush. Blaine gets up to get a nightshirt for Kurt and he throws it on the bed.
"Come on, wear it. You are looking tired after a long day, surely. " Kurt nods, slowly wadding into the bathroom for a proper shower to remove the slushie and his present pain down the basin. He returns back to the bed with Blaine lending his arm. Kurt doesn't allow anybody to touch his body and Blaine is no exception, though he did while their kiss. Well, Kurt was mesmerized by Blaine's lemon drops eyes, he couldn't help himself.
Blaine is back again, yet another episode of white walls and clothes. In an anticipation of what He's gonna see this time and how his love is gonna surprise him, Blaine stands there still, not searching for him.
And it happens-the background fades it into beautiful colors, this time-a fresh-mowed lawn. In a distance, he sees somebody swinging in swing joyfully and he doesn't fail to approach him, even this time. he did notice something- his clothes didn't change into a tuxedo or something. They are still white. His love is swinging there cheerfully, his laugh echoing like a piece of pleasant music. The swing comes to halt slowly and Kurt comes closer, slowly lying his head on his shoulder. Blaine is happy that he finally gets to see Kurt's face straight into his eyes, but at the same time, He is afraid that He would disappear like every other time previously.
Then, to his surprise, Kurt's hand is on His wrist -the wrist where he shows all his pain and anger. Kurt's touch is so soft, so soothing and so magical that he literally sees all the cuts disappearing right in front of his eyes. Along with that, He sees a hand disappearing as gold dust.
It isn't Kurt this time, nope. It is his own hands. It doesn't take so much time to realize that he is disappearing, like gold dust. He tries to catch Kurt, he couldn't. Kurt isn't running, Blaine is disappearing with tears in his eyes, with Kurt trying to catch him.
Blaine wakes up with a jerk, causing Kurt to pop up. Blaine is freaking out, with hot tears in his eyes.
"Blaine, it's okay, it's okay," Blaine hears the familiar soothing voice telling him. Blaine hugs kurt on the blanket and Kurt rubs his back for comfort.
" What happened?" Kurt asks. "Umm...nightmare. "Blaine says softly as if he would disturb a sleeping dragon in the middle of the night. "I'm there with you. Nothing's gonna hurt you."Kurt assures.
"Okay", says Blaine showing his vulnerability slowly, holding Kurt now. Blaine decides to somehow speak about himself to Kurt the next day, he isn't gonna postpone it, but does he have the courage?
Courage-
Something that is way too higher for him to reach this point.
The next morning, Blaine gets up with his hands shaking. Not just a shake, it is trembling. Blaine's mouth was dry as a desert and he is getting nervous. It isn't the sad-in fact that last evening is one of the amazing evenings of his life. His head spins like a record disk and that's not a good sign. Blaine tip-toes downstairs, luckily no one is up by this time. He looks everywhere around him to see if anybody is watching him and he opens the refrigerator for his "elixir."
He scans the inside to find his constant craving and he finds it-alcohol. That is when Blaine realizes that it is going out of his hand. The "companion" who helped him through the hard times is becoming the master of his mind. He takes the bottle in his guilty-filled hands and is gulping down until the bottle is empty. He doesn't realize he emptied the whole bottle and now panicking as to where he can hide the bottle. He finally decides his car to be the right spot and he hides it there and goes back upstairs.
"Hey honey, happy morning gorgeous!" Blaine in a sing-song tone as he sees Kurt rubbing his eyes. "Aww...It's so sweet. Now I have to hear all the creative names that you keep for me and suit a good suit to replace my name."
Blaine is chuckling at Kurt's witty remark. "But I feel like we are some married couple when you call me honey- maybe because I hear my parents call each other that every day," Kurt sitting there pondering.
"And one day that's gonna happen, Kurt. We will be living in our dream place, with you and me cuddling each other for warmth, smiling and tearing up seeing our children-"
Kurt cuts Blaine's flow of dream," With me, vomiting on you because of the morning sickness that the pregnancy is giving me," says Kurt emotionless.
Blaine bursts out in laughter, thinking of either him or Kurt getting pregnant and having a baby bump."Fine, I'll bring you your breakfast. Wait for me." Blaine talks fast and jogs downstairs before Kurt can say anything.
Kurt walks downstairs to see the refrigerator is opened. Carole is standing there with her hands crossed and in a confusion.
Kurt peeks over Carole's shoulder," Hey Carole! Do you need my help?"
"Uh..No. But I am confused, I saw an opened beer bottle yesterday night before I went to sleep. I saw your dad having his portion yesterday and he was in limit. But now, it is missing."
"Maybe dad would have had some more. Oh gosh, why is he always going above his limit?" and turns around to look into the trash can.
" Weird. The empty bottle isn't in the can. Where did it go?" Kurt is now getting confused, looking at Carole.
"I don't think it was your dad. It was somebody else for sure," Carole in a confident tone.
They stand there for a good time, peeking into the refrigerator, wondering about that, scan their eyes for some clue.
Sorry guys, almost got knocked out by the previous chapter and thinking how to take it further. So, there it is ,chapter 27.
I will be updating the chapters,don't worry, because I got to let this story escape out even if I lose readers. I love you guys,those who read.
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