AnderBerry!Siblings, Klaine, Finchel
AN-I am sorry again about the cliffy yesterday, but Kurt needs think time and that will take a chapter to get through. I am still sick so this is my chapter for today.
"Kurt! How long have you been here?" Blaine asked, clearly flustered.
"Long enough," Kurt said as he set his coffee down. He crossed his arms waited.
"I… can… explain?" Rachel said nervously.
"Give it your best shot then," Kurt said coldly. Blaine and Rachel carefully explained the story as Kurt sat there taking it all in.
"I… don't even know how to respond!" Kurt said in a quiet voice.
"Are… are you mad?" Blaine asked softly as he gently took Kurt's hand. Rachel bit back a smile at the contact as the two quickly separated.
"I can't… change… who… you are… related…. to," Kurt said, clearly flustered by the hand holding.
"Thank you for understanding. We can't tell anyone yet because people can overhear," Rachel said.
"Like me?" said a deep voice that sent a chill down Blaine's spine.
"F-father…" Blaine whispered.
"I knew you were coming to this coffee shop regularly based on your credit card record. I came to see why. I never thought that the reason would be that you found out about your adoption. Are you that upset with your home, Blaine? After all I have done for you?" Mr. Anderson said.
"You mean like waiting two days after I was beaten up in order to 'teach me a lesson?'" Blaine whispered, hate filling his voice as he spat the words out of his mouth.
"You know better than to speak of that event outside of our home!" Mr. Anderson whispered back, grabbing Blaine's wrist, forcing him out of his seat.
"MR. ANDERSON! LET GO OF OUR SON!" The two Berry men shouted as they busted in. Rachel had texted them when she realized that Mr. Anderson had found out. The two Berry men handed Mr. Anderson a subpoena.
"You ruined our surprise for Blaine. We just had this drawn up. We had almost a kind of party planned. Thanks for that. Point is, we WILL get Blaine back. So, as I said, let go of our son," Mr. Leroy Berry said as he "helped" Mr. Anderson remove his fingers from Blaine's wrist. Blaine quickly moved behind his and Rachel's fathers, fear clearly etched into his features. His father had never touched him like that before. Had the Berries not walked in, Blaine wasn't sure his wrist would still be in one piece at the moment.
"Thank you, though, for giving us a bit more evidence against you. Not that we needed it, what with Blaine's depression starting at age 11, the mental and emotional abuse, and your 'reluctance' to have his wounds treated after that homophobic attack last year. Now we can add physical abuse. This case won't last five minutes," Mr. Hiram Berry said in a sickly sweet tone. Mr. Anderson sneered and walked out of the coffee shop, but not before those gathered there heard him calling his lawyer.