"I hope those kids taught you a fucking lesson." Harold says forcefully, pushing his son down onto his and Maria's bed.
"Daddy, don't. Don't hurt me." Blaine whimpers, the front of his body hurting from how hard he hit the bed.
"Did they not teach you a lesson, Blaine? Well, maybe I need to." Harold strikes his hand on Blaine's covered bum, causing Blaine to admit a yell. "Pants off, now Blaine."
Blaine doesn't move, not even a single jerk. "No." He says, trying to fight back tears.
Harold yanks Blaine up, and removes his skinny jeans, along with his spiderman underwear. "You could make this a lot fucking easier. Maybe now you'll think twice about being a fag."
Blaine tries to scream, but is muffed by the gag of his own underwear.
Swat! The first hit hit's under his left cheek, imprinting a handmark on his upper thigh. Swat, Swat, SWAT! Blaine's in pain, the red marks leave a burning sensation, and he can't help but cry. SWWWATTTT. This one hit lasts, and it seems to be the last. But before Blaine knows it, he's being turned onto his back, and the last hit he gets, is to his face. It leaves a huge red mark, and Blaine feels exposed.
"You're a good for nothing kid. A shame to the Anderson name. A mistake." And with that, Harold throws Blaine into his room, to leave him there. No pants, and no underwear. Marks all over his bum, and one on his face. It hurts to sit, Blaine realizes after he tries to sit down. So he curls up on his floor, in the fetal position.
The front door slams, leaving Blaine alone in the big house. He gently sobs, looking over at the picture of him and Kurt, and notices the frame had a crack in it. "Kurty, I know you can't hear me but, I need you. I need you." He holds the frame to his chest, cradling it, and hopes that his mommy won't get as mad as his dad.
At the end of the day, Kurt waited outside for Blaine's mommy to pick him up.
"Mrs. Anderson!" Kurt runs up to her, and wraps his arms around her, "Blaine got sent home, he was trying to stick up for me, and pushed a kid who's been bullying me. His daddy picked him up, and I've been scared all day!"
Maria look furious, not because of Kurt, but because Harold picked him up. "We have to go get Blainey, okay? And I want you to stay in the car when I go in the house." She grabs Kurt's small school bag, and buckles Kurt up in the extra car seat.
"I'm sorry , it's all my fault." Kurt sniffles, rubbing his nose.
"Don't say that Kurt-Blaine's always been like this. He just cares about you!"
Once they reach Blaine's house, Kurt stays in the car. "I'll be back in ten minutes at the most, Kurt. I promise."
Inside the house, Maria finds Blaine in his room, on the floor. "Sweetie, what happened?" She notices that Blaine has no pants on, along with little bruises along his thighs and bum. "Did daddy hurt you? I'm not mad at you Blaine."
"D-daddy hit me," Blaine sniffled. "He said I was a mistake and-"he choked out, still sobbing uncontrollably.
Maria cut him off, not wanting to hear what else her husband had said to Blaine. "Listen to me, sweetie. The only mistake is the one where I decided to marry him. Come on, let's get your pants back on," she picked out some jeans from his drawer, helping the broken boy get dressed.
It broke Maria's heart to see someone she cared about in so much pain, and to think it was her own husband.
"Is Kurty okay? The other boys didn't hurt him, did they?" Blaine asked, wiping his nose on his sleeve.
"Yes, Blaine, he's fine. In fact, he's here to see you right now," she said picking up Blaine in her arms being careful to not hurt him.
A wide smile spread across Blaine's face in who knew how long, "Really?" he asked eagerly.
"Really," she repeated. "He's out in the car waiting for you,"she started to descend the stairs, bringing Blaine closer to where his friend was.
"Yay!" He exclaimed, his eyes returning to the same, joyful Blaine that Maria adored. "I love you, mommy."
"I love you too, Blaine. Nothing will ever change that," she kissed her son's nose, causing him to giggle.
"Even if I like Kurt? Like the way I'm supposed to like girls?"
"Even then," she reassured.
As soon as Blaine was settled into his car seat, he reached over for Kurt's hand. "Hey Kurty!" He rubbed his thumb along Kurt's hand, feeling the soft skin there.
"Hi Blainey. I'm sorry for gettin' you in trouble." Kurt looked sad, and Blaine didn't like seeing Kurt sad.
"Don't be sorry, it's fine Kurty bear." Blaine smiles, and reaches for Cinderella, the storybook of course. "Wanna look at the pictures with me? I can't really read it yet."
"I'll read it to you Blainey. My mommy taught me how to read over the summer, so I'll read it to you." Kurt opens up the book, and starts to read to Blaine. Once upon a time, there was a beautiful girl, her name was Cinderella.
Blaine and Kurt were sitting on the floor, eating their snack of Nutella and strawberries. "You didn't miss much Blainey, all we did was write the number 69."
Blaine was stuffing his face with food, "Oh, is it just a 6 and a 9 together? I know how to write that then."
Kurt wiped off the excess Nutella from Blaine's face. "Yeah, it's really easy. You're smart, you can do it. Blainey?" Kurt asks, looking down at his food.
"Yes Kurty?" Blaine asks, moving closer to Kurt.
"Did your- nevermind," Kurt says, not wanting Blaine to have to say anything he didn't want to.
"Did what?" Blaine asks, looking at Kurt with curious eyes.
"Did your daddy hurt you?" Kurt asks, tracing the pattern on his pants.
"See this bruise on my face?" Blaine points to the red mark on his cheek.
"D-do you have any more?"
"Yeah, I have some on the back of my legs.." Blaine trails off, blushing.
"Blainey, I have to tell to my mommy! She will let you stay here tonight!"
"Kurt, NO," Blaine says sternly.
Kurt stared at Blaine-this was the first time he had ever used a tone with Kurt. "Why, Blainey? She used to be a nurse! She can help!"
"Kurt, I said no. I don't want anyone to worry about me. I'm fine."
Kurt didn't want to give up, but he didn't want Blaine to be mad at him. "Fine. I won't tell her."
"Thank you, Kurty," Blaine thanked, pulling Kurt in for a hug.
"You're welcome, Blaine. Oooh, I have an idea! I can play doctor! Sit on my bed!" Kurt pats a spot on the bed.
"I have bruises on my thighs too, should I take off my pants?" Blaine blushes, and Kurt nods. Blaine takes off his jeans, left in his spiderman undies, and sits on the bed.
"Your legs are really short.. Well, I guess you're just short in general." Kurt presses his fingers to one of Blaine's bruises. "Does it hurt Blainey?"
"Not a lot, it hurts to sit though, he spanked me." Blaine squirms uncomfortably, but Kurt pushes him so he's lying on his side.
"Lie down, I'll lie down with you!" Kurt cuddles up to Blaine's back, rubbing his nose in the crevice of Blaine's neck. "I love you Blainey, and no one can ever change that. Not even Karofsky, or your Dad, or Azimio." Kurt pauses. "What if I ever like you as more than a friend Blainey?"
Blaine doesn't get an answer out of his mouth, Kurt's mom, followed by Cooper head into Kurt's room. "Blaine, you're going to stay here tonight, okay? Coop's going to stay here too." Elizabeth doesn't even notice Blaine's bruises.
"Kurt, can I talk to you for a moment sweetie?" Elizabeth leaves the door to Kurt's room open a tad, and brings Kurt into the hallway. "Mommy isn't responding to treatment. At all, and they can't do anything about it. Always remember that I love you sweetie. I don't know when, but one day, I won't be here. At all." Kurt starts to cry, and feels like running. Running because then he could get away from it all. Running with Blaine.
But Kurt realizes as he steps into his mother's embrace that he can't run away. That won't make his mommy live longer. Kurt had a hard time wrapping his little 7 year old mind around the whole thing. Death wasn't supposed to happen to him. He was supposed to grow up with both his mommy and daddy, and have Blaine by his side no matter what. That's what normal kids had. But, as Kurt had realized in the past few years-he's far from normal.
He didn't know how long he had stood there, his body shaking with sobs wrapped up in his mom's arms, but when she finally pulled away, he noticed that she had tears in her eyes too. "You should go back to your room with Blaine, sweetie," she says, brushing back his tears. "Cooper is over at Blaine's house getting their things for tonight."
"O-okay mommy. Why do they have to stay here tonight? Not that I mind," Kurt wonders, wiping his nose on his sleeve.
"Kurt, do you remember when me and daddy told you that we would do anything to keep you safe and happy?" Elizabeth asked gently. Kurt nodded. "Well, that's what Blaine's mommy is doing. She doesn't think that it's safe for him and Cooper to be there tonight. She might even move them away completely," she explained.
"Could they live with us?" Kurt asked, a glimmer of hope shining through his distraught face.
Elizabeth gave a warm laugh, kissing her son on the forehead. "They would probably live at the apartment complex down the street. I think there's some for sale."
"Oh, okay. I love you mommy," Kurt said, wrapping his small arms around her one last time before disappearing back into his room.
"I love you too, Kurt," she whispered, watching her son run back into his room.
"Blainey, you never answered my question." Kurt tells Blaine, lying in bed next to him that night.
"If you loved me as more than a friend.. Well, I mean, I guess maybe I'd love you that way too."
Cooper, who was sleeping in the spare bed Kurt had in his room, was smiling. They're perfect. Two peas in a pod.
"Blainey.. Why does everyone make fun of us? I thought everyone was so nice. But this year everyone's changed." Kurt asks, cuddling up to Blaine's side.
Cooper finally decides to speak up, "Kurt, people are just rude. Ignore them, people do accept you, like your parents, our mom, and me."
"Cooper, you're like my brother. But, I don't like girls. Like, it's not there, the feeling is bleh. Girls have cooties," Blaine said, crinkling up his nose.
"Well, if you like boys, then like boys." Cooper tells them, turning around in his bed.
Kurt's fallen asleep, his mouth slightly open, and breathing lightly.
"Blaine? Are you awake?" Kurt whispers to his friend, who he had fallen asleep with last night.
"Yes, are you?" Blaine whispered back.
"No," Kurt giggled. He could hear his mom and Blaine's mom talking downstairs. "Blainey, come here," Kurt requested, climbing out of bed.
Blaine slipped his hand into Kurt's as he climbed out of bed as well, stretching slightly. They tip-toed past Cooper, who was still sound asleep, and stopped at the top of the stairs where they could hear their mom's talking from the living room.
"I just don't feel like it's safe for any of us at our house any more," Maria admitted.
"You're more than welcome to stay here for has long as you want," Elizabeth comforted. Kurt looked over at Blaine, smiling widely. Him and Blaine could live together, and spend every minute of every day together!
"It's very nice of you to offer, but we can't just barge in your house." Kurt's face fell slightly.
"It's fine, really. The three of you's safety is more important. You could sleep in the guest room, and Cooper or Blaine could use the pull out couch," Kurt's mom offered.
"Are you positive? I could help you pay for the bills and everything. I have a lot of extra money left over because Harold takes care of that now."
"No, you don't have to worry about it."
"You know I'm going to no matter what you say," Maria laughed. "If we do end up moving here, don't worry, it won't be for long. I am saving up money to buy an apartment in the new buildings down the street. They look nice and roomy. I think it'd be perfect for the three of us."
"You're welcome to stay as long as you need."
Upstairs, Kurt wrapped his small arms around Blaine, as Blaine did the same to him. "I can't believe that you're finally going to be living here, Blainey! We can play together all the time now!" Kurt said, gushing with excitement.
Nobody knew how long the Anderson's would be staying with the Hummel's, or how long Elizabeth would live; but for now, everything was perfect. And that's all that anybody had ever wanted. Especially Kurt and Blaine.