(3) I Won't Let Go

It Hurts My Heart To See You Cry

Blaine was awoken by Kurt kicking and screaming in his bed. His eyes were shut, which Blaine figured meant that he was still asleep. He was having a nightmare.

"STOP! PLEASE! GOD PLEASE MAKE IT STOP!" He was sobbing and swinging his arms wildly.

Blaine jumped up from the chair that he'd fallen asleep in and ran to Kurt. He heard him begging and screaming for it to stop... It broke Blaine's heart to see Kurt this way; in so much pain and suffering, begging and pleading for the torture to stop. Why anyone would ever do such a thing to another human being was something that Blaine couldn't even begin to fathom. He just wanted the crying to stop. It was hurting his heart way too much to see Kurt in this much emotional pain.

Kurt's breathing got faster as the heart monitor began beeping incredibly fast.

"Kurt! Kurt, wake up! Its just a nightmare he's gone! It's not real!" Blaine put his hand on the nightmaring boy, and Kurt swung at him and his fist barely missed his cheek. "Whoa! Nurse! NURSE! Somebody please help!"

Instantly three nurses came rushing through the door and began speaking a bunch of medical terminology that Blaine didn't understand.

"What's going on! What's happening to him!" tears were streaming down his face.

One of the nurses pulled him to the side. "He's having night terrors. It could possibly signify PTSD... But we can't be to sure unless a specialized diagnostician confirms it."

"PTSD?" asked Blaine.

"Post traumatic stress disorder."

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Finn woke up in the same empty hallway the next day to the echoing sound of a familiar voice screaming.

"Kurt?" he mumbled groggily... Another scream... "Kurt!" his eyes shot open as he scrambled up and ran through the hospital towards Kurt's room, barely dodging a few gurneys and nurses, even sending a few files flying.

He came to a fork in the hallways, unsure of where to go. He turned one way, then the other, in confusion. Then, he heard another scream coming from his right. He swiveled to the right and took off running again until he reached his brother's room.

He reached the room and flung the door open only to see Blaine talking to a nurse that was saying something like "...stress disorder."

"What's going on?" demanded Finn. "Is he ok?"

One of the nurses nodded. "It started out as a night terror, but when he eventually woke up, we believe it turned into a minor hallucination. He might have PTSD. We gave him a sedative and a calming agent. He should be fine in a few minutes."

As if on cue, the screaming died down and Kurt slowly stopped thrashing around. His breathing slowed and the heart monitor showed a stable heart rate.

Blaine heard a two words come out of Kurt's mouth, almost whimpers.

"Finn..? Blaine..?"

Blaine's eyes widened in surprise. But nonetheless, he went over to a sleeping Kurt's bedside and took his hand once more.

He swallowed hard and his voice broke... But not nearly as much as his heart did. "I'm right here. Don't you worry... I'm not going anywhere, anytime soon..."

Finn walked over to his brother's bedside and took his other hand, his heart shattered as well. "Neither am I... We won't leave you... Ever. No matter what, we got your back... I promise."

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The dream had started out innocently enough. Kurt was making his way through the crowded halls of McKinley High, on his way to Glee club, when out of nowhere, a pair of arms shoved him into the lockers.

He fell onto the lockers on his back and sunk to the floor. He was tired of fighting. It just took so much out of him. But what just made him break completely was the fact that nobody was doing anything. Everyone just went about their normal day, as if a person getting called "fag" and "lady face" and having the spirit beaten out of them was just a part of their everyday routine. He was just so tired...

The same arms grabbed him and pulled him up, pushing him up against the lockers by the collar.

That's when the dream took a turn for the worst.

Still, nobody did anything to help. And what's worse, they just stopped to stare as Karofsky lifted him up and then threw Kurt to the floor and his head banged with a sickening crack.

The bell rang and everyone filed into their classes like ants except for Kurt and Karofsky.

Kurt tried to scramble away, but he pinned him down as Kurt closed his eyes, tears rolling down his face. He couldn't bare to see the horrible grin that Karofsky had on his face as he forced himself onto Kurt.

He kept screaming and begging. "STOP! PLEASE! GOD PLEASE MAKE IT STOP!" He'd even resorted to praying to a god that he didn't believe in... That was how bad he wanted to end this hurt. Kurt swing blindly at his attacker, missing wildly.

Kurt kept thrashing, and Karofsky kept forcing... There was nothing Kurt could do about it...

Two new pairs of arms suddenly pulled Karofsky off of Kurt and he almost instantly calmed.

His two heros grabbed Kurt's hands and pulled him up and into a hug. Kurt wept, thankful for these saviors. He pulled away and got a good look at them. "Finn..? Blaine..?"

They pulled him back into a hug and spoke to him. He couldn't make out much of what they'd said. But he had gotten wind of two words that gave him just enough strength for the night...

"I promise..."

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A/N: I know, I know, short and crappy chapter, but I promise it gets better.

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