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This chapter is ansty-er then the other one, but it doesn't have any violence, just lots of swearing. Don't worry, as I said before, I will warn you when those are.

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"Dad"

The New Directions can clearly hear the hatred Matthew used in his voice, but it was also laced with what Kurt thought was fear. Hmm, he would have to keep this stocked in for future references.

"Son, why should I be called to such a ungodly place at this time of day?" His father asked.

"Well, apparently Blaine has deeply scratched his cornea. I am unaware why Sir. I assume those kids over there might know, considering how they have been staring at me since I told the nurse I was looking for Blaine."

Busted, Kurt thought.

The large man, now he can call him Blaine's father, walked up to the group, Matthew trailing behind. "Would you like to tell me what happened to my son?" he asked, daring someone to speak.

Tina stood up and explained, "Well Sir, we were having a sing off against a rival show choir, we are the New Directions" she said, with a hand sweeping across the New Directions, indicating who they were, "and some kid throw a slushy, and it hit Blaine in the face. Something was in the slushy though, rocks or something, because a slushy never has done damage like this before. That is all we know, and we are awaiting further news."

Matthew looked ready to kill someone, probably being the protective brother. The father, who Kurt knew was named Grant, was frowning, but there was a grin in his eyes.

He opened his mouth to speak, but was cut off by the sound of his son's name. He followed the nurse, but told Matthew to stay behind. Matthew looked ready to punch the wall, but instead went over to the New Directions. He took a look at them, as if searching them, until his eyes stopped on Kurt.

"Kurt?" He asked.

"Hello. What do you want?" He knew that sounded harsher then he wanted, but Kurt didn't really care right now.

"You're his boyfriend, aren't you?" Matthew asked with a smile. "Blaine doesn't shut up about you, obviously enough that I can recognize you without ever seeing a picture of you. Must say he picked a fine looking man." Wow, Kurt wasn't expecting that much.

"Well, that's nice. Thank you. Now may I ask if you are—?" Kurt was cut off as another good-looking man walked into the waiting room, opening the door loudly. Jeez, how many more are there?

The unknown man walked up to Matthew, and put his arm around his waist, giving him a quick kiss on the lips. Kurt felt his eyes bugging out of his head. I knew it. My gaydar is still impeccable as ever.

"Kurt, I would like you to meet my boyfriend, Alec. Alec, this is blainey-boys boyfriend." Matthew looked much happier now.

Alec held out his hand "Nice to meet you, even if the circumstances aren't so great." He said with a smile. "You to." Kurt said. He was so confused. Blaine never told him he had a brother, nether less the fact he was gay! Blaine we are so going to have a talk later!

Before anybody could really comprehend what was happening, a yell came from down the hallway. Matthew immediately paled, and Alec tightened his grip on him, knowing what the Anderson family was like.

Just down the hallway, you could hear Grant yelling, the words were unknown, he was too far away to hear.

Matthew ran in that direction, even if he knew that his father was starting to be escorted out of the hospital. "Dad, calm down! We are in a public place! Don't do this AGAIN!" Matthew pleaded. "Yeah Mr. A, just do what the nurses want, and this will all be over faster." Alec also tried.

"SHUT UP FAGGOTS. I DON'T NEED ANYBODY TELLING ME WHAT TO DO, NETHERLESS A BUNCH OF FAGS!" You can literally see the couple flinch, and back away from Mr. Anderson. A couple of more beefy male nurses came in, and started to push Grant until he would walk on his own. He finally started walking, but not without sending his son a glare/smile, something only he could pull off. He saw his son flinch and cower, but that was what he got for what he chose to do with his life.

As all this was happening, the New Directions were just sitting there, or in Kurt's case standing, with wide eyes. They have never seen such hatred from father to son before.

Oh my, Blaine. Kurt thought, finally clearing his head a little. This was probably killing him.

Matthew must have been reading Kurt mind, because he started running in the directions of Blaine's room, Alex following.

Matthew POV, Blaine's room

Matthew was hysterical on the inside. Where was his baby brother? He needed to make sure he was ok. He couldn't take this, this happened way too much. Fuck his father, he just made both their life's worse.

He finally found the room, and ran inside, ignoring the doctors inside trying to calm him down. He went right up to Blaine, grabbed his face and made him stare him in the eyes. Blaine had tears running down his face, and his eyes were searching the room widely, on the verge of a panic attack. One of his eyes was bright red, and the other had a patch over it.

Matthew started doing one of the few things he was great at, comforting his brother. He pulled him up close to him, in a tight hug, and started whispering that everything was going to be ok, that the bastard was done.

Matthew felt Blaine relaxing, and laid him back down.

"Blainey-boy, what happened? What did he say?"

"He, asked my what happened, and I told him that I-I jumped in front of K-Kurt so that he wouldn't get slushied, a-a-and he started asking me who-o that was, and I t-told him that he was my boyf-friend, and he went ballistic. He kept saying how he wishes he didn't have a f-f-fag of a son so that t-this would never happen. He kept saying all those g-god awful words, t-that I would rather n-not repeat." Blaine was starting to get hysterical as he was talking, so Matthew decided that he heard enough.

"Shhh Blaine it's Ok, I'm here, and Alec is here, and Kurt is in the waiting room, because he isn't family. Good catch, by the way." He finished that sentence with a smile.

"O-Ok Matthew. I'm tired; did you know that unicorns fly? That's cool, I want to fly. Can we get a puppy?" Blaine giggled, a clear indication that the medicine was starting to kick in.

"Blainey-boo, just go to sleep, I'll come back when you wake. I promise." He gave Blaine a kiss on the forehead, one last smile and a wave, watching as Blaine fell into a deep sleep.

He grabbed Alec's hand, and walked out of the room, pulling his boyfriend back to the waiting room. He saw all of the teenagers, Blaine's friends, looking at them, but he ignored them and sank into a chair, pulling Alec into the chair next to him.

He put his head in his hands, and just let it out, not caring who saw, and just sobbed, listening to his boyfriend comforting him.

He knew he was going to have to explain everything to Kurt, and his friends, but right now he didn't care.