WARNING: Contains mentions of abuse, injuries, blood and vomiting so don't read if you are sensitive to any of those topics :)
It's Like One Day You Flipped A Switch And Became Someone I Never Knew- Unknown
"What the hell happened?" Kurt heard his dad and Finn yell at the same time. Kurt didn't answer them, just continuing to cry into Sam's chest. He was asking himself the same question. Carol went over to him and kneeled down in front of him so that when Sam pulled Kurt away from that Kurt was looking right at her.
"Kurt, honey, what happened? Who did this to you?" She asked him but all Kurt could do was shake his head. He couldn't tell them, they would call the police on Blaine and then Blaine would know that he broke his promise and would probably come after Kurt to hurt him more. He wasn't taking any chances, he was in enough pain as it was and he wasn't about to go cause himself more.
"Kurt, son," His dad started to say calmly , joining the group over at the table. "I thought you were with Blaine tonight. Where is he? Why didn't he drive you home? Do I need to call him?"
"No," Kurt yelled, making his dad and Carol exchange an odd look with each other.
"Blaine and I broke up and I told him that I would just walk home… because it's not that far away but then…" Kurt stopped and took a shaky breath, trying to figure out what to say. "... I don't want to talk about it." That was enough, he didn't want his family to get any ideas that Blaine was the one who hurt him, even though that idea was the truth.
"Wait, Blaine broke up with you?" Finn asked, surprised. "Why?"
"I broke up with him and it doesn't matter," Kurt whispered. It did matter, all of it mattered because not only was Kurt physically broken but he was also heartbroken which didn't make much sense because he was starting to think he had never loved him in the first place.
"Well, he didn't hurt you did he?" Sam asked and Kurt shook his head, lying.
"You know Blaine didn't do this, Sam. Blaine wouldn't hurt a fly." 'But he would hurt his boyfriend.' Kurt thought to himself, miserably. He didn't want to talk about it anymore though so he changed the subject. "It hurts,"
"Well you do look pretty beaten up there honey," Carol told him. "Lucky for you, I'm a nurse so there's no need to take you to a doctor right now."
"Carol, I think…" Burt started to say but Carol shot him a look that said, "Not now, look at the state he's in," and he shut up. He turned her attention back to Kurt and started examining his body while asking him some questions that thankfully had nothing to do with the identities of his attacker.
"Where does it hurt specifically Kurt?"
"My head, my face, my wrist and my stomach and my ankle. I think I snapped my ankle, it's kind of dangling out of place." Kurt admitted, trying not to look down at his foot because he felt sick enough and didn't really want to throw up again.
"Well it looks like whatever got you, got you pretty hard, sweetie. You've got a black eye and your eyeball is really red and swollen." 'Must've been the book," Kurt thought to himself. "And when you say that your head hurts do you mean because you feel sick or did you hit it?"
"Both," Kurt mumbled, starting to feel sicker and sicker by the minute.
"And is that the same with your stomach?" She asked him. "Did someone punch or kick you? Or something," She added at the end.
"Yes, I got punched,"
"Okay, Kurt I'm going to need you to stand up and take your shirt off so I can see if you have any marks. Not to worry you but you could have internal bruising if you got punched. Can you stand up?" She asked him.
"Yes," Kurt said and held onto the table to push himself up but when he was fully standing, he felt the pain throughout his body increase and winced. "Never mind, no," He changed his answer.
"Sam hold Kurt up, please," Carol ordered Sam who gave Kurt a small, comforting smile and held him up by his hips. "Okay Kurt, let me help you," She told him, going over to him to help him pull his wet and surprisingly, blood soaked shirt off. It took some time and it was extremely painful for Kurt but they all managed. When the shirt was finally off Carol placed it aside and went back to look at Kurt's stomach when she along with Finn and Burt gasped.
Kurt's stomach was practically black, covered in various little bruises but when you looked from afar it looked like one. Kurt told himself not to look down so as to not freak himself out. He hated all these injuries, the blood and the bones and the bruising. He always had, that's one of the reasons why he never got into any sports until he played football his sophomore year. The thought of having a bone sticking out of him or getting a bloody nose was very unappealing to him so that just made this whole situation even worse than it already was due to the fact that there was blood all over him and that his ankle was deformed.
"Kurt that looks painful honey," Carol told him and usually Kurt would snap back at her and would say that it was painful but he was too focused on breathing so he wouldn't puke all over himself and Sam. "We need to get some ice on that after you get yourself cleaned up but next you said your wrist hurt. Can I see it?"
Kurt nodded his head a little and held out his right arm for Carol to examine. She took it in her hand and gently held it, trying her best not to twist it to cause any more pain or damage. "Hmm, it may be sprained honey, we'll have to wrap it up, okay?" She asked him but Kurt was silently crying again, feeling sick to his stomach and wasn't paying attention to her. "Kurt?" She asked again and when Kurt started to feel something rise in his throat he wiggled himself out of Sam's grasp and fell towards the sink just in time to throw up in it.
He retched and heaved while Sam rubbed his back. He felt horrible which only made him cry more, which made his stomach hurt more which caused him to vomit even more. When there was nothing left in him for him to puke (for now at least) he turned on the sink and washed it out before splashing the water on his face. He dried off his face with a paper towel and realized that he was out of breath. He just wanted to sleep now but Carol wasn't done examining him and he still had to take a bath and get his injuries wrapped up. He continued crying and Sam helped him sit back down in his chair before sitting down himself next to Kurt and Finn joined them. Both boys grabbed one of Kurt's hands and held it, trying their best to comfort him without hurting him anymore.
"Kurt bud, I know it hurts but it's going to be okay," His dad told him. "What do you want us to do?"
"Nothing," Kurt told them all. "I want to… I don't know it just hurts." He sobbed.
"How about some pain reliever?" Carol suggested and Kurt nodded his head. "You'll probably have to eat something to keep it down though. Do you think you can do that?"
"No," Kurt choked out. He didn't want to be sick anymore and he wasn't taking any chances.
"Okay, well how about this?" Carol started to suggest. "Let's do this. Let me check out your ankle. If it is dislocated like you think it is then I will try to pop it back into place. I've done it many times before but it will be extremely painful. In the case that it doesn't work, we'll need to take you to the hospital but let me try first. After we tend to that, you can go and take a bath and change your clothes. Once you're done I'll come in and bandage your wrist and will give you an ankle brace. Tomorrow I'll go out and get you an air cast and that will relieve the pressure that you put on there. You're going to have some kind of medicine for all of this or else you're just going to feel even worse so you're going to have to eat something for me, okay?" Kurt reluctantly nodded his head.
"After that, we'll let you sleep and we'll just see how you feel in the morning. Hopefully you feel a little better. Does that sound like a good plan?" She asked him.
"Yes," Kurt answered, trying to figure out how long all of this would take so he could hurry up. He just wanted to skip to the step where he could go to bed even though he was drenched in rain, sweat and blood.
"Okay, so let me see your ankle." She told Kurt who held out his ankle for her. She carefully took his shoe off and then his sock to reveal a swollen, dislocated ankle.
"Yep, definitely dislocated but it looks like it will be an easy fix." She told everyone. "Now, like I said, this is going to hurt badly. You may scream, you may vomit, you may pass out but once I get it back in place it will feel much better. Are you ready?"
"Yes," Kurt told her when he really meant no. He didn't want to vomit again let alone scream or faint. Hopefully he said quiet, with his mouth shut and his eyes open.
"Okay, I'm going to fix it on three. One… two… three." She said and snapped his ankle back into its socket.
"OH MY GOD," Kurt shouted. He knew it was going to hurt but it felt like, he didn't even know, it hurt that bad. His vision became blurred with tears and he squeezed his brother's hands tightly.
"There, you're all done." Carol told him. 'Thank god," Kurt thought. "You did good."
"Thanks," Kurt said, bitterly.
"Okay, now for step two. Finn, Sam, can you help Kurt upstairs? I need to get all the supplies." She asked the other two boys who nodded their heads. They both stood up and Sam bent down so he could pick Kurt up bridal style and Finn led them up the stairs to Kurt's room. Once they were inside, Finn shut the door and Sam placed Kurt down on his bed.
"So, how do you want to do this?" Finn asked him. "Can you stand long enough to take a shower?"
"Yes," Kurt told him. He would try to anyway but he wasn't going to have his brothers help him take a bath. He wasn't a baby and he already knew how uncomfortable Finn would be. "I won't take long just… please don't leave," He begged them both. He didn't want to be alone right now.
"We won't," Sam promised him. "We'll just wait in here, take your time,"
Kurt stood himself up and walked into his bathroom. He slowly bent down to get a towel from the cabinet underneath his sink and when he came back up he accidentally looked into the mirror and froze. Carol wasn't kidding when she said he looked bad in fact that was an understatement. He looked horrible. Just like Carol had said, his right eye was black and swollen and his eyeball was bloodshot red. He had other bruises all over his body and his lip was busted. He didn't even know how Blaine had managed to hurt him so bad.
Tears were starting to well in his eyes again when he snapped out of his daze and continued getting ready to take a bath. There were two doors in his bathroom, one that led to his bedroom and the other that led to his closet. He walked into his closet and went over to where he kept his lounge clothes because contrary to what everyone thought he did have those. It took him some time to find something warm enough for him to wear since he was freezing but he eventually found a pair of sweatpants and a sweatshirt that went together and took that with him back into the bathroom.
He turned on the hot water in his shower and took the rest of his clothes off. He tested the water to see how hot it was and when he was satisfied with the temperature, he got in. The water felt good on his body and it felt even better when he felt the blood and sweat wash off of him. He scrubbed his body with soap, careful to avoid any sore spots and then washed his hair, massaging his scalp. After what seemed to be about twenty minutes, Kurt turned off the water and carefully stepped out of his bathtub. He slowly dried off and put on his clothes before walking over to his sink and grabbing a brush to brush his hair. Once he was done with that, he brushed his teeth and thought about doing his skincare routine but decided against it. The shower had woken him up a little but the effect was wearing off and he still had things to do before he could sleep.
Kurt walked out of his bathroom and sat on his bed. Finn and Sam had been talking to one another, sitting around in Kurt's room and quickly looked up when Kurt entered the room.
"Hey, do you feel any better?" Sam asked him, hopeful.
"Yeah, you look better," Finn added and Sam nudged him in his rib. "Ouch, what was that for? He does look better, idiot." Apparently Finn didn't get the message.
"I do," Kurt told them. It was true, he didn't feel as sick anymore even though that was probably subject to change when he had to eat something and the shower had helped with some of the pain.
"Great, that's great," Finn said, acting weird. He had a strained smile on his face, like he needed to say something but couldn't get it out. "That's just fantastic,"
"Finn, are you okay?" Kurt asked him, raising his eyebrow.
"I think the better question is if you're okay, Kurt," Finn asked him, raising his voice a little and causing Kurt to flinch back.
"Finn calm down, you're scaring him," Sam warned Finn but Finn didn't listen.
"No, you scared us Kurt. You weren't returning anyone's calls or texts, we called Rachel and Jeff and Sebastian and they all didn't know where you were, Burt was about to call the police and then you show up, covered in blood and bruises and you don't tell us who did this to you. It's not okay, we deserve to know. We… we were…" Finn paused, looking up at the ceiling and taking a deep breath, "... I was scared, little bro. I thought you were dead or something. I know I was overreacting but… I don't want to lose you," He finished saying before breaking down into tears.
He went over to sit down on Kurt's bed next to him and pulled him into a tight hug. Finn was squishing him and it hurt but Kurt didn't pull away. Sam joined in on the hug and they sat there for a while, all three of them crying.
"Just, don't scare us like that anymore, okay," Finn said, pulling away from them.
"I'm sorry," Kurt said, wiping his tears. "I didn't mean to, I was just… I was upset and I was panicking. I didn't know what I was going to tell you guys and I wanted to get home. I didn't know what to do,"
"It's okay," Sam said, rubbing Kurt's back. "I mean it's not, it's not okay that you got beat up but you're safe now and we won't let it happen again. It'd be helpful though if you could tell us who did it."
"I can't," Kurt admitted, shaking his head. "I just can't and I don't want to talk about it, it's hard to explain,"
"Okay. Well, do you want to talk about Blaine?" Finn asked him.
"No, I'm done with him. We had a falling out but I'll be fine," He partly lied. He wasn't in love with Blaine, not anymore and he hadn't been for a while but he wasn't sure whether he would be okay or not.
"That sucks man," Sam said. "I thought you guys were forever,"
"Yeah, but we're on your side," Finn told him. "I never liked him anyway,"
"I know you didn't," Kurt said, smiling a little. "Thank you,"
"Anytime," Finn told him and then stood up. "I'm going to get my mom so she can wrap your stuff," Finn left the room and Kurt noticed that Sam was staring at him with an expression that Kurt couldn't put his finger on.
"Sam, are you okay?" He asked him. "You're staring,"
Sam shook his head, snapping out of his trance. "Yeah I'm okay, sorry." Sam paused before opening his mouth again. "I know it was him, Blaine I mean, who did this to you and I'm really sorry."
Kurt stared at him with wide eyes before starting to cry again. "Sam, please don't tell anyone," He begged. "I'm so scared that he's going to… hurt me again and I can't let it happen. You have to promise me. Please."
"Whoa, calm down," Sam told him. "I won't, I promise, it's just, I think you should tell someone. Your dad and Carol so they can call the police. He hurt you Kurt, why are you protecting him? He has a better chance of hurting you again if you don't tell anyone."
"I just can't. I don't want to deal with it right now. I can't do that to my dad or Carol or Finn. I don't want them to worry or… or think that I need extra protection because I got myself into this. Maybe I'll tell them eventually but I'm not ready to yet."
"I'm not letting him anywhere near you," Sam said. "I promise. So, can you tell me what he did exactly?"
"We got into a fight," Kurt said, hanging his head. "I don't know how but apparently he gets jealous whenever I hang out with you or Sebastian or any other guy. He accused me of cheating and wanted to see my phone and I told him no and he got angry and hit me. It just got worse from there and he eventually kicked me out. He told me that he would call me when he was ready to but I told him not to because I was breaking up with him. Whether he'll respect my wishes or not, I told him to act like he never knew me and to stay away from me. I just don't know how that's going to work if he decides to stay at McKinley. You know how persistent he is."
"I'm sorry Kurt. I know I said I thought you guys were forever but I never liked how he treated you. Like you were his property and I should've said something. Maybe if I had then it wouldn't have gotten this bad. I'm so sorry, I should've realized…"
"It's not your fault Sam," Kurt assured Sam, cutting him off med-sentence. "It was mine fault actually. I knew what he was doing was wrong but I didn't stand up for myself. I didn't call him out until tonight because… I thought that maybe I could change him or that it was just a phase. I thought that if I broke up with him that… I would never find anyone else that would love me. I guess I never found that person in the first place though."
Kurt continued crying while Sam held him until Carol, Finn and Burt came into his room. Carol had a bunch of boxes with her and placed all of them on her bed. Finn had a banana and gave it to Kurt who looked at it like it was poisoned.
"You feeling any better, kiddo?" His father asked him and Kurt nodded his head. "Good, you're doing great,"
"Okay, so I have an ace bandage for your wrist," Carol said, holding up a box of bandages. "And then I have an ankle brace, it may be a little tight but that's for the best to help keep everything in line and like I said, a boot will be your best option. You ready for me to wrap everything for you."
Kurt nodded his head again and Sam let him go so he could face Carol. "Now all of this shouldn't be as painful as earlier with your ankle and I'll try my best to be gentle but let's get this over with, okay?"
She kept her word when she said she would be gentle. She slowly wrapped his wrist and then slipped the brace onto his ankle and Kurt was relieved to find that the pain was only a seven out of ten.
"There, all done," Carol exclaimed when she had finished. "How does it feel?"
"Fine," Kurt told her and Carol nodded her head.
"Good. Now I need you to eat that banana so you can take this Tylenol. At least half of it so you can keep it down." She said, pushing the banana and two pills towards him. "You can do it honey and then you can go to sleep, alright?"
"Okay," Kurt said and he managed to eat half of the banana like Carol had told him to so that he could swallow the pills.
"Alright honey," Carol said once he was finished. "I'm going to leave you alone so you can sleep now. You wake one of us up if you need anything okay?"
Once again, Kurt nodded his head and Carol gave him a hug before taking all her supplies and leaving his room. Next his dad came over.
"Night son," His dad told him. "Hope you feel better tomorrow and just… get some rest and take it easy." His dad awkwardly patted him on the back before leaving his room like Carol had and Kurt was upset with himself for being the reason behind his dad's weird behavior.
The only two people left in the room were Finn and Sam who took their spots next to Kurt on his bed again. They sat there in silence, all trapped in their own thoughts. Finn and Sam didn't want to leave Kurt alone and Kurt didn't want to be left alone but no one knew how to go about saying it. Finally Kurt spoke up.
"Can you guys stay in here tonight?" He asked them. "Only if you want to, I just don't want to sleep alone,"
"Of course," Sam said, smiling along with Finn and Kurt laid down in his bed while Sam laid on to his right and Finn to his left. Kurt snuggled up against Sam and Sam wrapped his arms around Kurt while Finn did the same on the other side. Kurt felt safe in their embrace and let his tears fall down his face once more while he fell asleep. Things couldn't get any worse than they already were… right?
I love writing about the Hummel-Hudson household, especially when Sam is involved! All the love and support and Kurt having amazing brothers like Finn and Sam makes me so happy. Finn being worried that Kurt was dead and being protective of Kurt and then Sam figuring out that it was Blaine who hurt Kurt. I wasn't planning on that happening at first but it's not like it effects the story so much right now so it's fine. And then Carol being the best mom in the world by taking care of Kurt and cleaning him up! I like to imagine that she had all those bandages and stuff laying around because of Finn since he would get hurt playing football. And Burt acting weird because he was so worried about Kurt. I know we didn't see much of him and Kurt together in this chapter but I'm leading up to a big moment for them later in the story. Anyways, what did you think of chapter 2? Did you love it, hate it, have any questions or comments? I'd love to hear them and look out for chapter 3 where we get Sebastian involved! Thanks for reading and have a good day/night :)
