~VioletCherry342~

After failing several attempts to calm Kurt down, and watching how his dad could do it in mere moments, Finn stood and wandered back into Blaine's room. The black haired boy was lying there, the butts of his wrists digging into his eyes like he was trying to push them out of his head. Finn was obviously too quiet when he came in, because when he sat down in the chair next to Blaine's bed, the singer nearly jumped off the cot and looked at him with startled hazel eyes.

"Hey," Finn said awkwardly. "Um..Sorry."

Blaine swallowed, biting his lip like he felt bad. Finn remembered he'd whacked his head hard enough to lose his memory, and filled in, "I'm Finn..Kurt's step-brother? The kid who was just in here...?"

"I-I know who Kurt is," Blaine said, his eyes rimmed with red. "Is he okay? I didn't mean..."

"He's..." Finn stopped. Blaine looked like he was trying not to cry, and saying 'He's sobbing into his dad's shirt because you are a raging ass hole' didn't seem like the best thing to say. "He's upset.."

Blaine sighed and ran a hand over his hair, which was a wreck. It was curling and sticking up in certain areas, and it obviously was not making him feel any more comfortable. Well, at least he knew he was gay, because Finn would not have given a flying flip if his hair looked bad in a situation like this. "I didn't mean to hurt him, but he...He just..freaked me out?"

That didn't sound right falling out of his mouth; now he sounded like the kid disturbed him..Was he a kid? How old was he? He looked older than Blaine..

"I know," Finn said. "Sorry about that..."

"No, it's fine.." He swallowed. "I'm the one who should be sorry.."

Finn almost spat, 'Yeah, but are you?' It was hard to talk to him knowing Kurt was out there crying over whatever the hell he did. He kept having to stare at him, even though it obviously made him feel awkward, so he could remind himself that he was scared, and he felt vulnerable, and stupid. "So..You don't remember him..at all?"

Blaine shook his head. "I don't...I'm sorry."

"Nah." Finn shrugged, trying not to be too much of a guilt-tripper. "Um...What do you remember?"

"I..." He shook his head, eyes shooting around the room like the objects there might give him the right answer.

"Ya know..." Finn said. "Um..I know someone who lost their memory.."

"Oh?" Blaine asked, still feeling like a moron.

"Yeah..And what he would do..Is he would..make a list, of what he does know.. It would trigger his mind into remembering. Like, 'My name is Finn Hudson, I'm seventeen years old, my dad is dead, my mom is remarried to Burt Hummel..' et cetra?"

Blaine bit his lip, staring at his folded hands. When he didn't reply, Finn rubbed the back of his neck. "I'll, um..I'll give you a minute.."

"Thank you.." He said. "Oh..Finn..?"

"Mhmm?" He looked at the boy again.

"Could I...Could I maybe talk to Kurt again?" He asked shyly. "I want to apologize..."

Finn hesitated, but sighed. "I'll try."

He nodded. "Thanks."

When the tall, tired-looking boy left, Blaine started murmuring to himself as he waited.

"My name is Blaine Lawrence Anderson..I'm sixteen years old..I go to Dalton's all boys Academy.." He swallowed. "My dad divorced my mom and I haven't heard from him since I told him I was gay..My mom is hardly ever home..I have a German Shepard named Chewy, who is in love with...Kurt." He shook his head. The sentence just fell out of his mouth and he could not remember how he knew that. He wrung his hands, and lifted a brow. "And apparently I've picked up the habit of biting my nails.."

He sighed, feeling like a total loner just sitting there talking to himself..He snuggled down under the sheets, watching the door for any sign of Kurt, but he didn't come. The one time he got excited when the door creaked open, it was just the nurse coming in to check his levels. Eventually, his list was a mile long, and his eyelids grew heavy. The darkness took him over, nightmares looming in the blackness.

OKAY! I finally got the Klaine kick back! Haha. If you've gone to my profile, you'll see my ship is Klainofsky.. :P And now that you Klainers know, I shall never hear the end of it. Heehee :P ANYWAY! I'm gonna work on the next chapter while I'm in my "I *heart* Klaine!" moment, and publish it when...you (yes, YOU) review ;)
TTFN!