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Chapter 5

"What the hell did you do?" Puck shouted at Blaine from across the room. The warbler was sat, dumbfounded, on the seat next to where Kurt had occupied before he had stormed out. He knew he should go and make sure he was okay but he didn't want to overwhelm the boy.
"I told you, if you hurt my boy I will cut you." Mercedes yelled.
"I didn't hurt him. He was..." Blaine stopped himself just in time. He knew Kurt didn't want anyone finding out about this. In fact Blaine still couldn't understand why he was still here. He should be going to make sure Kurt was alright. Kurt had been the one who had been brutally raped. Kurt needed someone there for him. As Blaine thought this he turned to leave the room but was stopped by Puck and Finn. "Move."
"He was what? We are his friends we need to know. You barely know him." Finn told the boy. Blaine sighed.
"I know him more than you do and if you where really his friends you would have noticed what was going on. Even I noticed something was up, and believe me I can be pretty clueless." Blaine snarled at the two boys, trying to push his way through them. However, Puck and Finn where a lot stronger than Blaine and just pushed him further into the room.
"I know you don't care but I do so let me out of this room so I can make sure Kurt's alright." The two boys just shook their heads.
"If anyone's going to go and check on my boy it will be me." Mercedes told him. Blaine almost laughed at this. Burt before he could tell her what he thought about that she had already left the choir room. Puck motioned for Blaine to take a seat. Blaine refused and just stood glaring at the mohawked boy who stood blocking the way to the broken boy he loved.

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Mercedes found Kurt slumped inside his car. His face was downcast and he seemed to be crying. Mercedes had never seen her best friend so broken. She had seen him on a bad day but she had never seen him like this. She opened the passenger side of the car and climbed in.
"Go away." Kurt didn't even look up when he said this.
"What's wrong, boo?" Mercedes went to place a hand on his leg, something she did to comfort him, but when she placed it there Kurt flinched, violently. Small shivers wracked his small frame and Mercedes saw a few more tears leak from his eyes. She retracted her hand.
"Mercedes, please just go away."
"Boo, you know I'm your friend right? You know I, all of New Directions, care about you?"
"It's hard to believe most days." Mercedes barely heard him say this. She gave the boy a hurt look but Kurt didn't even notice.
"I don't understand why you'd let a complete stranger in when you barely let your best friends in." Kurt laughed at this. Mercedes flinched at the harsh sound.
"Blaine's the first person to even try to get to know what was wrong. He was the first person to even notice. And I didn't let him in he found out."
"How?" Kurt didn't answer this. "Boo, please don't ignore me."
"Mercedes please just leave and tell everyone to leave Blaine alone; he's just trying to help." Kurt looked into the hurt face of Mercedes but he ignored it. She doesn't have a right to be hurt. I have a right. I'm the one who got raped. I'm the one who has friends and family who don't give a shit about him. Mercedes shot Kurt one more hurt and pleading look before exiting the car.

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Blaine was till glaring at the New Directions when Mercedes re-entered the room.
"What happened?"
"Did you find him?"
"What's wrong with my dolphin?" Blaine turned around to face the blonde cheerleader who was slowly crying. Blaine had the sense that maybe she was the only other person in the room that cared about Kurt.
"Shh, Britt." The Latina by her side whispered to her.
"Kurt won't talk to me." Mercedes had a look of hurt on her face and Blaine couldn't stand it. She didn't deserve to be hurt.
"Stop looking so hurt. Kurt's the one who got hurt, not you. So stop looking so sorry for yourself." Blaine shouted at the girl.
"You're admitting you hurt him then?" Rachel asked him. Blaine sighed and was about to talk when he was interrupted.
"Kurt said Blaine didn't do anything."
"Maybe he's too scared to say anything."
"He is. Now I am going." Blaine told the group as he pushed his way through Puck and Finn, who each had a look of shock on their faces.

As Blaine entered the car park he noticed Kurt's car was still there and wondered if the boy was inside. He was proved right by looking inside. He felt his heart break at the sight of the boy. Kurt was slumped in the seat, hugging himself. His face was red and blotchy from all the tears he had been shedding. Kurt's eyes were closed and he just kept shaking his head, whispering 'no'. Blaine opened the driver side and lifted Kurt into his arms. He was surprised at how Kurt, instead of pulling away as he expected him to do, curled further into Blaine's arms.
"I'm sorry I said those things, Blaine. I know you didn't mean to almost say it. I'm sorry for snapping." Blaine felt Kurt's tears start to stain his t-shirt.
"I know you are, baby. I'm sorry for almost saying it. And Kurt, don't blame yourself anyone would have snapped if they were in your position." Kurt took his head away from Blaine's chest to look up at him. Blaine felt like crying as he looked into Kurt's eyes, which had turned a bright blue with sadness. They seemed to suppress every emotion Kurt was feeling in that moment and Blaine felt utterly clueless on how to help.
"You know, love, you need to eat some more. You weigh, what, 70 pounds." Blaine asked, jokingly. Truthfully, Blaine was worried about how light the boy he was holding felt.
"Probably." Kurt tried to laugh a little but was unable to. "You know I can walk."
"Yeah, I do, but I want to carry you and we're almost to my car now so there's no point in putting you down." Kurt smiled into Blaine's chest. Honestly, he didn't mind being held by Blaine. As Blaine put Kurt down, on shaking legs, a thought struck him.

"Blaine, did you really call me 'love' or was I just imagining it." Blaine turned in the seat he was in to look at Kurt.
"I really did, Kurt." Blaine decided then that Kurt looked absolutely adorable when he was bright red. "You know your blush is cute." This only caused Kurt to blush harder. He looked into Kurt's glasz eyes, wet with tears, but sparkling with a kind of hopeful longing in them. Blaine leaned over to the beautiful boy in his car, watching in awe as Kurt leaned a little further forward. They met in the middle. Their lips pressed together, speaking more than words could ever do. Kurt was the first to pull away but Blaine didn't blame him. Blaine decided in that moment that that tender kiss was the most magical feeling he had ever felt, not knowing Kurt was thinking exactly the same thing.

"Kurt Elizabeth Hummel, if you would take me I would like to ask to be your boyfriend." Blaine asked as he took the younger boys hand, pressing a kiss to it. He was surprised when Kurt pulled his hand away.
"Blaine...it's not that I want to, I want to so badly. It's just that..."
"If this is about your past it doesn't matter. I don't care about that all I care about is that you're safe." Blaine sent the teen a pleading look.
"I'm damaged goods, Blaine." Tears were threatening to spill over Kurt's eyes again but he stubbornly wiped them away.
"No you're not. You are beautiful and so so strong. You may think you're broken but I think that what you see as brokenness is what makes you stronger than anyone else. You are beautiful and please don't use that as an excuse." Blaine pulled Kurt's face to face him so he could stare into his eyes.

Suddenly, Kurt did something that Blaine had not been expecting. He went to say something but was cut off by the soft words of Kurt. "I'm used Blaine. I'm covered in scars. I need to know if you're able to deal with that so I'm going to show you my scars." Kurt finished off by lifting up his top. He shivered as the cold air hit his bare chest. Blaine gasped as he saw something he had never seen before. Kurt's torso was littered with angry red and pale white scars. Bruising, in the shape of hands, covered his thighs. But that wasn't the worst bit. The worst were the words someone had knifed into Kurt's back. Blaine saw this as Kurt turned to show him. Angry tears streamed down Blaine's cheeks as he read them. They read: SLUT, FAG and TOY. Kurt turned back in his seat to face Blaine.

As Kurt turned and saw the tears running down Blaine's cheek he amediately felt guilty. He slipped on his t-shirt before encircling the crying boy in his arms. He felt arms wrap themselves around Kurt's chest but for a change Kurt didn't flinch away. Instead he just held Blaine closer as he cried.
"I can't believe anyone would ever do that to you." Blaine seethed as Kurt nestled his head into Blaine's neck. "You don't deserve any of this."
"Please don't cry, Blainey." Kurt whispered into his neck.
"I'm just so angry, Kurt. They should never have done this. And why the hell didn't anyone ever notice before."
""Blaine, don't it's all in the past now. It happened there's no point being angry about something that can't be changed." Blaine nodded before pulling back from Kurt.

He pressed his forehead against Kurt's and was surprised when Kurt was the one to execute the kiss. This one was wetter than the last but still had as much passion in it. Kurt pulled away with a smile on his lips. It was the first time Blaine had ever seen Kurt smile and he found it brightened up Kurt's whole face.
"You should smile more often; it makes you look even more irresistible than you already do." Kurt laughed as he pulled away. "How would you feel to staying at Dalton with me tonight?"
"I would love to." Blaine smiled as Kurt finally spoke in a normal volume. Usually when Kurt spoke, he talked quietly or, when he was angry, he would shout. This was a nice volume level. Blaine pulled his boyfriend in for one last kiss before he started the car and they drove out of McKinley's car park.

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