Blaine's POV.
I'd been locked in here for days. I had sat on my bed in the centre of the tiny room, my double bed taking up the majority of the space. I avoided all of the posters that covered the rough grey brick walls as I looked around. I needed to find a way out, my mom hadn't even come close to the basement and the walls were soundproofed as it used to be our band practise room back when me and Coop were younger.
The small window was made of a toughened material so nobody could break in, or out in my case. Its like my dad had planned doing this in his drunken haze. He wanted me to suffer. There wasn't a single sound the other side of the door, I'd ran out of tears. My ankle was still throbbing and I needed my pain relief medication that dad had hidden.
I knew it was more than likely the alcohol that was making dad go to this level of cruelty; was it really a good idea to lock his son away? I thought mom would try and check on me, although dad probably had given excuses for me not eating. Maybe i'd eaten already.. or i'll eat it after my homework and then dad ate it instead of unlocking the door. Mom wouldn't disagree with my dad anyway.
The only good thing about the soundproofing was that I could hear the other side. It didn't muffle the noise everyone else had made.
Yesterday, Cooper had been singing to Rio by Duran Duran and I had sang along, he didn't know it, but I was performing like we used to when we were kids. I'd been locked away for three days. So i'd also heard my mom on the phone to grandma about my birthday in a few months. If I was gonna live that long.
I shrank down on my bed, accepting that dad wouldnt let me die down here, he wouldnt be able to explain it to mom. So I closed my eyes, falling asleep until my saviour came.
Little did I know that it was going to happen sooner rather than later.
The doorbell woke me, making me sit upright on the bed with excitement, this may be my chance to get out of here. I got my crutches and limped to the steps that flowed beneath the stairs, I pressed my ear to the thick brown wooden door and listened carefully.
"Blaine are you here" I heard faintly. It was Kurt, he'd come to check on me. He was like my guardian angel. I screamed, forgetting myself for a moment and trying to get him to hear me. "KURT HELP!" I exclaimed, my heart beating faster than what I'd call safe. It was no use, I was really hoping that he'd break in or something to help me. I needed him to help me.
Time had passed and Kurt wasn't calling out anymore. I knew for a fact nobody had caught him, Cooper had a flight to L.A and Mom and Dad were at work. That was when my attention turned to the little window that i'd thought about breaking before. Kurt was there, looking through the toughened and slightly tinted window. His skin looking a slight peach instead of his usual porcelain complexion. I could see his heart break when he saw me. My own skin tone was a greyish colour, I knew I had large dark circles under my eyes and my hair was deffinately a mess. I found a piece of paper and wrote on it to try and get a message accross.
Dad knows I'm gay and locked me in
The brunette seemed to of gasped, tears evident in his eyes. He shook his head, miming something about a key. He was going to get me out of here. I wrote again, on the back of the piece of paper, getting a stack of paper to write on.
Key to the back door is under the plant pot beside the door
He went and found it, now miming a key to the basement. Thats where I was stuck. I dont know where dad had put it. I shrugged my shoulders sadly and he bit his lip. I gasped at the sight. He really was beautiful despite the situation.
Look on the key hook, should be a longish key with a blue keychain
Kurt dissapeared. I felt my heart break as he left. I didn't hear him in the house and I was panicking. My dad wouldnt get arrested because he was involved with the law.
I then heard Kurt inside the house. "Blaine! I'm in" he said, his voice a lot clearer and louder than before. I hobbled back to the door. I banged on it, hoping he'd hear where the basement was. "Kurt I need you" I whispered, to myself as I know Kurt couldn't hear me.
The next thing I knew was that the basement door was open. Kurt looking me in the eyes as both of our hearts stopped beating. But then everything that I saw... Went black.