~VioletCherry342~

Kurt sat in the waiting room he was forced into after the doctors rushed Blaine into surgery. Surgery! The statement, "Get him to the OR," scared Kurt beyond words. He was sure he'd pass out here soon with how fast his heart was pounding; he swore he could feel it slamming against his ribs. Blaine flatlined in the ambulance, but they did manage to revive him...somehow.

Finn and Carole had arrived at the hospital by now; Carole and Burt were trying to figure out how to contact Blaine's parents, and Finn was trying to bring Kurt back to life with some sort of small talk. Considering the fact both his hands were clenched in fists and pressed against his lips, and it hadn't changed since they got there, it wasn't working.

Every time someone wandered by them, he'd tense in fear that they were going to tell him the worst. He just suspected that, that someone was going to walk out in bloody scrubs and blood on their hands with a grim expression on their face, and ask if they were there for Blaine Anderson...and then the heart shattering reality. "He didn't make it."

And all too soon, the moment came. "Excuse me? Are you here for..." The woman glanced at her clipboard. "...Blaine Anderson?"

-xXx-

Blaine felt lost.. Wherever he was, it was too bright for his liking. White lights just blaring down at his eyes like they were trying to burn him alive. And, strangely, he was very aware of his body. More so, the pain coursing through him. His lips felt bruised, his head was throbbing, there was a pinching between his eyes, and that was just his face. His right shoulder felt like it had a rock lodged between the joints, his spine felt compressed, his hips felt fractured, his thighs had to be black with bruises, and an ankle was completely numb. It was scary.

Was he dead? Was that why it was so bright? Why he was so aware of his surroundings? Why he couldn't appear to remember anything?

Okay, Blaine, he thought. Calm down..Just calm down. Breathe, and open your eyes...

But before he could, he felt pressure on his hand. A gentle touch, gripping him like a lifeline, and another caress slowly moving up and down his forearm. The touch was comforting, even if it was unfamiliar.

"Thank you," Comes a soft whisper. "Thank you so much for making it through this."

Through what? Blaine thought. And who are you? Why are you grateful I'm alive?

"The nurse said it was a miracle.." He continued, and Blaine felt soft hair brushing his wrist, which made the Warbler believe he laid his head down next to him. "God...You scared me. I thought I was going to lose you.. And hell, that's not even just losing my boyfriend, you're . . . you're my best friend, Blaine, I...I love you. So much.."

He is so thrown off my that he nearly choked. Best friend? Boyfriend? I love you? What? Dear God, he didn't even recognize this kids voice. The last thing he remembered from his love life was crushing on the Gap manager, Jeremiah. He hadn't even gained the guts to say anything but, "Thanks, you too." in response to, "Have a nice day." And now his hand was being held by someone who just wouldn't stop talking. It was starling.

"Mm.." He groaned, his eyes fluttering open slowly. He squinted, realizing he was in a hospital, and that shook him up further.

"Blaine?" The kids head shot up quickly at the sound, and Blaine noticed tears in his brown eyes. "Oh, God. Blaine."

He's not sure why it shocked him, but when the brown haired boy stood up and pressed his lips against Blaine's, he felt his heart rate pick up. And it wasn't in a Butterflies In The Stomach like way, it was Holy Crap, What Is This Kid Going To Do To Me?

-xXx-

It might have been very impulsive, and rude, to just attack Blaine like that, but Kurt couldn't help it. The fact he woke up after seeing him lying there in the rubble made him just . . . ecstatic. His boyfriend was okay, and that's all that mattered, right?

But . . . why wasn't Blaine responding? At all. He was just, lying there, frozen under Kurt's advance, and when he backed up, he saw Blaine hadn't even closed his eyes. He was just staring, wide eyed, petrified.

"Blaine?" He asked, his brows furrowing as he gently stroked the smaller singers cheek. He almost looked . . . scared. Of Kurt. Why?

"I-I don't k-know what's go-going on," He stumbled, trying to cringe away from Kurt's hand. He was terrified. "W-Who are you?"

Kurt felt his heart shatter, and he just gawked at Blaine. He didn't know who he was? "Blaine, it's me. It's Kurt."

"Kurt," He repeated, still looking like he thought Kurt would choke him to death. "Wh-Where am I? What happened?"

"You crashed your car..." He said slowly, sadly. "You're in the hospital. You're safe."

"I don't feel safe, Kirk," He said sharply.

"Kurt," He whimpered, backing away a little. "It's Kurt."

"You think I care? You honestly think I care what your name is? You just tried to rape me in the hospital bed, what the hell is wrong with you?" He knew he was being harsh, but he was startled, and scared, and confused, and he didn't know what else to do.

"I-I didn't mean to..." He stopped talking, the tears of happiness turning to tears of hurt. Blaine had never talked to him like that, and it knocked him off his pedestal. "I-I'm sorry.."

"Yeah," He said. "Great. Would you mind leaving me alone?"

"Blaine..." He said, his voice trembling. "Please...It's me.."

"I don't know you, dammit!" He squeaked, tears in his eyes. "Please, just...Go.."

The soprano sniffled and covered his trembling lips with his hand. He nodded slightly, and practically ran out of the room.

Blaine lay there, tears finally falling. He didn't mean to be so cruel, but his walls snapped up and he didn't know what else to do. He wanted to call him back, but he was already gone.

He was outside, in the waiting room, crying into his hands. Finn was there, trying to calm him down, get something out of him, but it seemed useless.

"Kurt, c'mon, what's going on?" Finn begged, stroking his back softly.

"H-H-He do-doesn't r-remember me..H-He's sc-scared of me, he t-told me t-to leave him alo-one.. Finn, I lost him," He sobbed, his shoulders shaking violently. "I lost him.."

Holy moly I haven't updated in a while! Haha, sorry y'all! I am still alive!
Anyway, poor Kurt :(
Reviews are love, and they'll make me update quickly! :)