While Blaine was out to eat, Kurt had a lot to worry about. Like how Blaine's dad was going to hurt Blaine because of him, and how his mommy might not respond to Chemo.
"Mommy, I'm scared for Blainey. And for you." Kurt tells his mom as she settles him in for bed that night. "I don't want his daddy to hurt him because of me."
Elizabeth looks at her son, and how genuinely concerned he was for Blaine. Her heart warms at the thought of how close they are, and how much they always care. "Blaine's dad is just a mean person. But Blaine's mommy won't let his daddy hurt him. And Cooper would probably drop dead if Blaine got hurt, his family is there for him. And I know you want to be there too, and trust me. You're probably in Blaine's thoughts right now Kurty."
Kurt holds his baby blanket close to his chest, "I wonder if Blainey has a baby blanket or a stuffed animal to hold when he gets scared."
Elizabeth looks at Kurt, and tries to remember if she's ever seen Blaine with a stuffed animal or safety blanket. "How about you give him one of yours? You have so many stuffed animals Kurt, it's only the nice thing to do."
Kurt looks around, at all his stuffed animals. "I think I'll give him . It's my favorite, but I'd rather Blainey have it."
"That's really nice sweetie. I'm sure he'll love . But Kurt, I have to start treatment tomorrow, so Blaine's mom is going to pick you up from school, okay?" Elizabeth smooths Kurt's hair down.
"That's fine mommy. I'm really tired though, so can I go to sleep?" Kurt fights closing his eyes, as his lips make an o formation.
"Of course sweetie, don't you want me to read you a story though?" Elizabeth reaches for The Little Mermaid.
"No, I want to try and be normal. Maybe Blainey's dad will like me then." Kurt turns his little body to face the wall, and cuddles deeper into the blankets. "I love you mommy, can you turn off the light now?"
Elizabeth sighs, presses a kiss to Kurt's forehead, and flicks off the lights. She leaves the door slightly open, and strolls out of the room.
"Burt?" She asks once she reaches the living room.
"What is it Liz? Is something wrong with Kurt? Is something wrong with you?" Burt turns around in his chair, his face panic stricken.
"I'm worried about Blaine.. I know he's not our son, but to me, he's like one. And Kurt, well, I think Kurt loves him." She pauses, and sits in the chair next to Burt. "You see, Blaine's dad doesn't like Kurt, and Maria told me that Harold said, he'd beat the gay out of Blaine."
Burt rubbed Elizabeth's back trying to comfort her. "Well, I know that Kurt isn't like the other boys. He's always been different. And I think that he always will be. But, that's just all part of who he is-the wonderful, loving boy that is our son. And if Kurt does turn out to love Blaine as more than a friend, then we will be there for him every step of the way. As for Blaine's father, we can't let this go on much longer," Burt said, starting to get worried for Blaine, who was also like a second son to him. He knew Harold to be a very strict man, and he didn't think that Blaine turning out to maybe like Kurt more than a friend or vise-versa would settle too well with him. "Has Maria tried talking to him about it?" Burt asked, trying to figure out any way possible to make it more safe for Blaine.
"Yes," Elizabeth sighed, closing her eyes. "She said..she said he started to get all violent. And he started to threaten anything possible in order for Blaine to stop hanging out with Kurt. We can't do that, though. We can't cut off them from each other. It wouldn't be fair-to either one of them."
"Well, did you tell her that she could bring Blaine over here if she didn't feel it was safe for him at home?" Burt gently massages Elizabeth's back, "He could always stay in Kurt's room."
Elizabeth smiles up at Burt, "I told her that. Harold slapped Cooper, I couldn't believe it when I heard it. He's always been so proud of Cooper, so proud of his grades and everything. He's been turning into a fine young man you know. If Blaine turns out at least half as talented as him, Maria would still be happy."
Burt smiles at Elizabeth, and how deeply concerned she can be for the Andersons. "Sweetie, c'mon. You need some sleep, Maria's watching Kurt tomorrow, right?"
"Yes."
"Where the hell have you three been? Don't tell me you were hanging out with that fag kid." Harold yells, slamming his fist down onto the marble countertop. Hard Liquor evident in his breath.
"Harold, calm down. Not in front of the children, please." Maria crosses over to where Harold is, lightly touching his shoulder. "Cooper, can you take Blaine upstairs?"
Cooper carries Blaine up the stairs, since Blaine was already sleeping in his arms.
"And to answer your question Harold, no, we weren't out with the Hummels. And you know, that kid you keep calling a "fag". Well, his name's Kurt. Kurt Elizabeth Hummel. And you need to understand that if Blaine is gay, HE'LL BE GAY. It's NOT a choice who you're attracted to Harold. And I definitely know it's not you who I'm attracted to anymore." Maria spat, "And if you ever, EVER lay one hand on either one of our sons again, I'm not afraid to call the cops on you."
"Call them. I'm the one paying the bills for this house, you know. You three would be out on the streets if it weren't for me." Harold steps overly close to Maria, running his hands up and down her sides.
Maria shuddered under Harold's rough touch. "Actually, the Hummels would be more than happy to take us," she said matter-of-factly.
"Mhm, you're such a filthy slut." Harold tries to remove her top, ignoring her quiet protests. "You try to struggle, and I'll make sure Blaine and that Hummel kid are put in the hospital."
Maria stops struggling, but soon, Cooper is heading down the stairs. "Mom, Blaine's in my room okay?"
Harold removes himself from Maria, and runs out the door. "Okay sweetie, make sure he's okay. If he needs anything, just bring him to my room."
"Mkay, Mom."
Cooper smooths down his baby brother's hair, and presses a kiss to his cheek. "I love you B."
"Love you too Coopy." Blaine cuddles into his brother's arm, laying his short, chubby arm across Cooper's chest.
Cooper sighs, and rubs Blaine's small back.
"Hey Brittany!" Blaine exclaims, sitting next to Kurt on the bus. "How are you?"
"I'm good Blainey, it's nice to see you're with a fellow dolphin." Brittany smiles, and continues to play with the dolls her and Santana had.
Blaine smiles at Brittany, then turns around to Kurt.
"Are you alright Blainey, your daddy didn't hurt you, did he?" Kurt asks, worry filling his blue-green eyes.
"No, he didn't Kurt. Last night he stayed at a hotel. I heard him and mommy arguing, but Cooper said that every mommy and daddy argue." Blaine reaches for Kurt hand, and interwines their fingers. "I like holding your hand."
Kurt squeezes Blaine's hand. "I do too. I'm happy he didn't hurt you, but I'm scared for my mommy."
"I'm sorry about your mommy Kurt. But, you can come home with me today!" Blaine tells him, excitement filling his eyes.
Kurt rests his head on Blaine's shoulder. "I love you, Blaine."
"Love you too Kurt."
Sooner than later, Karofsky sits in the seat in front of Kurt and Blaine. "What are you two fags doing? Maybe you should stop spreading your fairy dust."
"Karofsky, leave Kurt and Blaine alone, or else I'll get my grandmother to go allllll lima heights on you." Santana tells Karofsky, pushing him down into his seat.
"Sanny's nice." Brittany tells them, holding out a stuffed unicorn. "She gave me this for my birthday."
Blaine pets the unicorn, "That's pretty San. I don't have any stuffed animals, my daddy says stuffed animals are for girls."
"Kurty has like, a thousand stuffed animals. We have tea parties with them when I go over to his house, because my mommy has her book club meetings there." Brittany says, fluffing Blaine's curls. "Your hair reminds me of a stuffed animal."
Everyone giggled. "Once, I tried to give Blainey one of my stuffed animals," Kurt reminded.
"My daddy threw it away," Blaine said sadly.
"Your dad doesn't seem very nice," Brittany points out, frowning.
"He doesn't like Kurt," Blaine whispered to her. "Sometimes I pretend like he's King Triton. And I'm Ariel and Kurt is Prince Eric."
"Really?" Brittany whispered back. "Can I be Sebastian?"
"Where are your Barbie dolls, ladies?" Azimio mocked, towering over Kurt and Blaine who were sitting in the play area playing with blocks.
"Brittany forgot them at home today," Kurt said matter-of-factly, not even looking up at the two bullies.
"Too bad, so sad," Dave said, kicking over their tower that they had built.
"Hey, that wasn't nice!" Blaine shouted, standing up so he was face to face with Dave.
"Blainey, it's okay. Don't bother with them," Kurt said, tugging Blaine's arm down.
"No, Kurt. I've had enough of these two goons acting like they can walk all over us," Blaine spat, wiggling free of Kurt's grasp so he could put up his fists.
"Aw, what's the little fag going to do about it?" Azimio mocked. "You take care of this one, and I'll teach Hummel a lesson." He turned on Kurt, grabbing his arm forcefully.
"Don't touch him!" Blaine yelled, shoving Azimio in the chest as hard as he could.
"Woah, boys, what is the problem?" Ms. Michele asked, hurrying over to where the fight scene was unfolding.
"Azimio was trying to hurt Kurt, so I shoved him away from us." Blaine tells her, ready to break into tears.
"Blaine's telling the truth . They were calling us names!" Kurt defends Blaine, placing his arms around Blaine's waist.
gestures for Blaine to follow her down the hall, to the principals office. "That's not acceptable Blaine, you need to realize that you can't handle everything yourself. I'm going to have to call your parents to pick you up, you can come back to school tomorrow."
Blaine starts to let the tears fall down his face, "I wa-was just trying to hel-help Kurty though. P-pl-ease don't make me g-go ho-home."
"I'm sorry Blaine, but rules are rules," Ms. Michele said, grabbing the phone, and dialing his parents number. "Hi, ? If you can come to the school, Blaine has been in a bit of a scuffle. he needs someone to take him home." She pauses to listen, "Oh, see you in a few minutes."
Blaine sits down in the corner of the room, resting his head in his knees and starts to gently cry.
"Blaine, I doubt Dave and Azimio would bully you and Kurt. Get up, your dad is waiting outside."
Blaine didn't move an inch.
"Come on Blaine. You need to go," Ms. Michele said a little more forcefully.
"I don't...I don't want to go with my daddy," Blaine said, tears starting to freely flow from his eyes now. He was scared about what his daddy would say. And he didn't want to be left alone with the man who had hurt him so many times before. And now, there was nobody who could help him. Not his mommy, not Cooper, not Kurt. Nobody.