A/N: Hey guys here's a new chapter. This one isn't very good but it's late and I wanted to post. BUt anyways this chapter focuses on Kelsey and Blaine realtionship as friends and trusting each other! I hope like it! Sorry it wasn't the best! HEY ALSO WOULD YOU READ SOME KELSEY AND BLAINE ONE SHOTS?

Have you ever fed a lover with just your hands?
Closed your eyes And trusted, just trusted
Have you ever Thrown a fist full of glitter in the air?
Have you ever looked fear in the face
And said I just dont care

P!nk

I tossed my keys on the hallway table and went up to my room. About an hour later after stopping by my mom's work and picking her up. My mind was reeling as I sat down on my bed. I just had sex, with Blaine. I mean sure I've had sex before but this this time, this time was amazing. I bit my lip and recalled every detail. Blaine's somehow shockingly sculpted chest, the way we moved together and how we both stared at each when it happened. I smiled to myself as I unbuttoned his blazer and hung it in my closet. I bit my nail as I thought about the ugly purple markings on his beautiful body. How could his father do this to him? I mean Blaine was one of the most amazing guys I knew. How could someone even think of hurting him. I laid back onto my bed and thought about him and how good he was with a girl. My phone chimed about two hours later, waking me up from a nap. I found it in my jean pockets and I fished it out. I opened the message and saw a text from Blaine.

I need help!

My stomach tightened a little at the thought Blaine's dad.

Why? What's wrong?

There was a long wait for the next message to come. By now any thoughts of me getting sleep were long gone.

I went out with Kurt and before I left my dad and I had a fight.

My breathing became short. Was Blaine really hurt. Those bruises were fresh and if his bad hurt him again he could-. I didn't finish the thought and without think I stood up grabbed my hoodie after looking out the window to see rain falling, I raced down the stairs and grabbed my keys. I slid into the driver seat and texted him.

Where are you?

The park just please come get me. He said.

I shut my eyes and replied that I way on my way and peeled out of the driveway. I was angry beyond belief. Blaine's dad had no right to hurt him. He just liked guys it wasn't a huge deal. Greg was also a cool guy. For awhile he was my father figure. He took me to baseball games with Blaine and his brother Daniel and took the father daughter dance at my school. I found myself in the parking lot at the local park. My wipers were full blast as I got out of the car and stared into the darkness. I dialed his number.

"Blaine where are you? I'm in the parking lot."

There was a pained voice on the other end. "Where we always go."

I knew where he was. He was at the swings with the curly slide where we would always meet, I turned around and saw a figure in a long sleeve white shirt and dark jeans with a mop of dark hair and an umbrella. I immediately jogged over and found him. He was crumpled over with his hand clutching his left side.

"Oh god Blaine."He looked up at me and shot me a weak grin. "Hey Kelsey what's up."

I sighed and kneeled in front of him. "I'm taking you to my house. Get up."

He nodded and painfully stood up. He tried to hold it together but winced. "It hurts." He breathed.

I wrapped my arm around his right side and we slowly shuffled to my car. I opened his door and he sat down. I noticed he was clutching a duffel bag.

"Thanks." He whispered as I backed out.

"No problem.."

Blaine folded his hands into his lap and didn't speak until I lead him upstairs past my mother who busy with work. She didn't even notice Blaine shuffling along side me.

"Hey Blaine's staying over.' I called over my shoulder.

She replied that it was fine and went back to work,

I shut the door behind me and looked at Blaine who was looking at his shoes. I heard him sniffle.

"Blaine?" I whispered.

He mumbled something.

"I'm going to the kitchen I'll be right back."

He nodded and dashed downstairs and made poured two cups of coffee and grabbed and ice pack. I went back upstairs and went into the bathroom and grabbed the Tylenol and some gauze. I opened my bedroom door and saw Blaine standing at the mirror and looking at his neck.

"Oh god." I muttered looking at his neck. He had two purple bruises. I sat the stuff down and walked up to him.

He jumped and dropped his hands. "H-Hey."

I grabbed his chin and forced it upward and looked at his throat. There were two bruises the sides of his neck. It took me a second but I raised my hands and wrapped them light around his neck causing him to wince. My thumbs matched up only they were smaller.

"He choked you?"

Blaine just stared vacantly.

I grabbed his shoulders. "Blaine!"

"Yeah Kelsey."

I sighed. "that's why you left?"

The boy shook his head. "No he hurt me after you left, I went and got coffee with Kurt then I came back and went to bed. But later he woke me up and started screaming he shoved me and I just left."

"What was he saying." I asked tugging his shirt off his body and looking at his side which was worse than earlier.

The Warbler hesitated. "If I was straight I wouldn't mind telling him everything we did."

I turned pink as I prodded his side which was swollen. "Did you tell him?"

He laughed a little. "No I may be gay but I'm a gentleman. I refused to then he called me a faggot and liar. I got pissed and called his a bastard and he shoved me and I just left."

"This is my fault." I whimpered as I tossed him one of my step dad's tee shirts and pajama pants.

"No it's not." He said shaking his head. "It's mind. I should've been brave enough to stand up to him in the first place."

I handed him the bottle of Tylenol and his coffee. "You can't go home."

"I know. I know. But my brother and his fiancée are coming the day after tomorrow for a week. I'll be fine then."

"Yeah for a week.'

He shook his head. "Nah, after seeing his straight son he mellows out for a while." he said casually.

I looked at the clock it was almost 12. "You should sleep."

He nodded. "You're probably right." He said quietly.

Blaine opened the door and went across the hall. He was going to the room that used to be my sister's before she moved away.

"Night." I whispered pushing a blonde hair behind my ear.

He stared at me with his hazel eyes. "Don't go." He begged.

I swallowed the lump in my throat. "Fine."

Blaine stretched out his arms and I climbed into bed next to him. I felt his arms wrap around my waist. I knew this wasn't anything romantic. He just needed to be feel love. I laid my head on the pillow next his. He stared at me. He looked so hurt. Tears landed on his pillow.

"Hey." I said into his ear. "It's okay."

The singer sniffled. "It hurts Kels. He's my dad and he hurts me."

"I know. I know. But it's okay Blaine."

Blaine leaned over shakily kissed my lips. "I don't even care anymore. I look at him everyday and I'm not scared anymore. I just don't care."

I ran my hand down his face and threw his chocolate colored curls. I placed my lips onto his and he kissed back. "Blaine."

He didn't answer he just kissed me again and ran his hands down my waist. "I just don't care."

I wanted to cry at my friend's emptiness. I grabbed his hand and let out a breath. "Just trust me, it's going to be okay."

He shut his eyes and kissed up and down my neck. "I trust you."

A/N: So we saw Blaine's depression. He and Kelsey seem sweet! Again Sorry this chapter wasnt the best! I love reveiws! ALSO WOULD READ BELSEY ONE SHOTS?