Thank you to all the people who have reviewed and I'm sorry for the wait. I had been planning to update earlier than this but didn't have the time and I was having a few problems in getting everything I wanted to get into this chapter. I think this one's better than my other chapters but I will let you decide that.
Warning- Text in ITALICS is mostly to do with Kurt's memories of being raped and sexually abused so if you are uncomfortable in any way with man/man rape and the use of sex toys please do not read these bits.
Chapter 10
"What's wrong with you you little slut?" Ben hissed into Kurt's ear as he pounded into Kurt's hole. "You need some encouragement 'cos I don't appreciate someone who kills my hard on." He followed this statement by yanking Kurt's balls making his nephew scream. Tear where making their way down Kurt's face. Everything was hurting. Ben let out a small moan as the younger boy bucked under him. He slammed into Kurt again, emitting a small moan from Kurt.
Ben spread Kurt's legs wider as he slammed into him again. He was balls deep inside of Kurt and he loved every minute. Kurt's throat had gone hoarse with screaming so much. Ben slammed once more into Kurt before he came into the boy's filthy hole. Kurt let out a moan as the edges of his vision went black. He came back into his senses when his Uncle slapped his ass cheek. He turned his head around, dazed.
His Uncle flipped Kurt around so he was lying on his back. "You weren't any fun today, Kurt. And you know what I do when I don't get what I want." Kurt knew.
Ben grabbed Kurt's' arms, tying them to the bedpost, making movement impossible for the young boy. Kurt was still too dazed to put up a decent fight. Ben smiled down at Kurt before grabbing Kurt's balls. He dug his nails into them, pulling and squeezing tightly. Kurt silently screamed unable to get any noise out. Ben did it over and over again until Kurt passed out.
When Kurt woke up a few hours later he found he was still tied to the bed. He struggled but the restraints wouldn't budge. He was stuck there until Ben arrived the next night to untie him. Kurt was numb and soar. The come and blood had dried over hi pale body and was a bitch to get off. Every inch of Kurt's body hurt. He would be feeling that for a while.
The image faded out of Kurt's head, revealing darkness. Kurt let out a silent scream as the image faded away. He felt like he really had been there. Kurt's body even ached like he had just been there. As if it had just happened. Kurt felt torn inside. He just wanted to get away from all of this. He couldn't understand why he was still asleep. He wanted to wake up.
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Blaine had been allowed to go back in the room the next day. He was sad to see there had been no change for Kurt. The tube was still stuck down Kurt's throat and the boy was still unresponsive. Blaine grabbed the younger boys hand and just sat. He just sat waiting for Kurt to wake up.
Blaine watched as Kurt's lean frame shuddered. He held his breath expecting the boy to open his eyes but all he saw was Kurt's face twist with agony. He reached out for the younger boys hand but Kurt flinched away. Kurt whole body was twisting. Blaine pressed the call button, wanting nothing more than to make Kurt's nightmares go away.
The doctors came rushing in when Blaine pressed the call button. They took one look at the shaking, unresponsive boy and one of them pulled out a needle and stuck it into the IV. Blaine watched as Kurt's pained, shaking body relaxed and his face returned to looking serene, well as serene as it could look when you've got a tube in your throat. The nurses didn't even give Blaine a glance as they left the room.
"It seems Kurt's subconscious is trying to punish him." Blaine gave the Doctor, who was currently standing in the door way, a confused look.
"He can't blame himself for what's happened." The Doctor just gave Blaine a sad look.
"Consciously, no. Subconsciously, yes. Kurt's been through a lot and we still don't know what his Uncle said to him. Most likely he twisted the words to make it sound as if it were Kurt's fault." Blaine nodded as a few tears fell down his face. He wiped them away.
He didn't hear the doctor leave the room. All he heard was the sound of the machines and Kurt's unsteady breath.
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Kurt knew the blackness couldn't last long so when the blackness started to change in pure whiteness and...Wait where those doors, Kurt decided it was time to get up from the floor. Kurt was shaky but couldn't understand why. He sighed to himself. He couldn't understand any of this and had deducted that his was probably the weirdest dream he had ever experienced.
Curious, Kurt wandered over to one of the white doors. He turned the handle but found it was locked. He groaned internally before turning around. He walked up another way, in search of a door that actually opened. After 10 failed attempts Kurt was about to give up. Honestly, he didn't know what he expected to find in the doors. He turned the handle of the door, saying it would be the last one he tried, and was surprised when the door creaked open.
Kurt let out a small 'oh' when he found himself standing in his bedroom. It was covered in dust and most of the things that where presently in it weren't there. He deducted that this was his bedroom from when he was, probably, about 15/16. He was about to turn around when he became aware he was not alone in the room. He turned around and saw a sight that made Kurt, physically sick. His Uncle had a hold of a large toy and he saw himself tied lying on the bed, naked and vulnerable. He wanted to get out of the room but the door had disappeared. He closed his eyes and covered his ears with his hand but it turned out that that was the worst thing Kurt could have done.
"I've decided that I'm sick of fucking your dirty little hole." Ben said as he entered Kurt's room. Kurt had been lying on his bed tying to do his homework. However, at the sound of his Uncle coming up the stairs Kurt had moved his work away from the bed and curled himself into a tight ball by the side of the bed.
He let out a small sigh at this realization. Maybe his Uncle would finally leave him be. He couldn't have guessed how wrong he had been. Ben's hands came out from behind his back and Kurt let out a little gasp of horror at the sight. In his hands was a large vibrator and a remote.
"I figured that this would be more painful for you, seeing as I won't have to use lube with this." Ben walked over to Kurt, menacingly. "Now it's your choice. You can either strip for me or I can do it for you." Ben smiled as Kurt, shakily, started to strip. He knew his Uncle would make the experience painful and Kurt didn't want more than the minimal amount of pain at this moment.
As soon as he was undressed Ben advanced towards him. Ben flipped Kurt over, roughly, so his arse was in Ben's face. Ben smiled at Kurt before he shoved the vibrator into Kurt. He let out a high pitched scream not expecting the sudden intrusion. He didn't have a chance to get used to the feeling before Ben pushed it further inside of his nephew. Kurt's body shuddered, trying to reject the toy that was up his arse. He didn't think the pain could get any worse until his Uncle switched it on.
At first it was only a faint buzz that sent small vibrations through Kurt but after only a few minutes it became even more uncomfortable. "You know this has ten settings on it. Right now you're only on setting 2." Kurt couldn't believe that. He couldn't believe anything could be so powerful. He let out aloud cry as it was turned up. "Now it's on 5." Kurt couldn't even process what the man had said as his Uncle pushed the vibrator further into Kurt, while he turned it up again. And again.
By the time it was on 10 the vibrator was so far up Kurt's arse it was literally vibrating his whole body. It was painfully sore as it vibrated loudly and hard in his arse. His uncle smiled at him before pushing his finger into his arse and started to play with the vibrator. First, he just moved it around as he pushed it further into Kurt but then he pulled it almost all the way out. Kurt let out a sigh of relief as his whole arse stopped vibrating but the relief was short lived. Ben shoved the vibrator in all the way. Kurt's back arched in pain as he felt his dick go hard. He didn't want to get off on this.
"You're enjoying this aren't you you little whore?" Ben asked as he fucked Kurt with the toy. Kurt wasn't even able to think straight let alone answer the man. "Answer me." Ben spat at Kurt as he shoved the toy further and further into Kurt's arse. He didn't even pull it out this time, just pushing it further and further inside of him. Kurt let out a scream as the vibrator stopped, unable to go further into his arse. The pain was worse than what it had ever been.
Ben turned Kurt around. The agony Kurt's body was in intensified in that moment. The toy was pushed up against the wall that prevented it from moving further as his arse made contact with the bed. Ben didn't seem to care that his nephew was sweating and in pain. He started to touch Kurt's throbbing erection, pumping with more force that what should have been necessary. Kurt let out a sob as he came all over Ben's face, which had been bent above Kurt's erection. Ben smacked the boy across the face. The sound rang across the room, louder than the vibrator that was still in Kurt's arse, making him shift and ache in pain.
Ben spat in Kurt's face before forcing his finger into Kurt's mouth.
"I want you to lick this disgusting filth from my face and hand, slut." Ben snarled. Kurt nodded before licking it from Ben fingers. He had to be careful not to sit down in pain, knowing he would get worse if he hurt his Uncle.
When Ben was come free he walked out of the room, leaving the vibrator inside of Kurt. Tears where spilling down Kurt's cheeks as He gingerly sat up. He let out a gasp of pain as the vibrator moved inside of him. He was careful as he pulled the vibrator out of his arse. Letting out a sigh of pain, Kurt threw the vibrator across the room. He was shaking.
Kurt let out a choked sob as the memory faded. He fell onto the clod white tiles, crying into his hands. He felt sick. He felt violated. He hated that memory. That was probably one of the worse ones. Kurt banged his head against the wall as tears shook themselves free from his eyes. Kurt's sobs filled the quiet hall.
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Blaine entered McKinley Choir Room a week after Kurt had been stabbed. Blaine's eyes were red and blotchy and it had taken a lot of force for the New Directions to make him come. Kurt was still in a coma and Blaine had heard the Doctors saying Kurt was getting worse. He was a mess. He just wanted Kurt to be okay.
The first thing that came into his head as he entered the room was the image of Kurt's limp body, lying on the ground in a pool of blood. Blaine fought to keep the tears at bay as he walked inside.
The New Directions noticed Blaine's discomfort and felt for him. They had been to see Kurt as much as they could and they had all seen how broken Blaine looked as he sat there, watching Kurt's chest rise and fall.
"How are you doing, boo?" Mercedes walked over to Blaine, giving him a shaky smile. Nothing had been the same since Kurt had been stabbed. The images of that day filled each and every persons head. Blaine didn't even attempt to return the smile but let her lead him to a seat. The group had become closer. All blaming themselves for what had happened.
"How's Kurt?" Mr Schue asked the Warbler. Blaine looked up to see the teacher take a seat in front of the group.
"He hasn't changed but...but the doctors were saying he was getting worse." Tears filled most members' eyes. The ones that weren't about to cry looked murderess.
"Damn it!" Puck yelled before knocking his chair over as he stood up.
"He'll be fine. Kurt's strong." Rachel didn't sound like she believed it as she said it though. Blaine nodded once.
"Rachel's right. Kurt has to get through this." The group remained silent.
"They still haven't found that...that bastard." Finn broke the silence. The group had nothing to say to this. They had all been questioned but they didn't know anything. The police had arrested Kurt's parents last night. Apparently when the police had come to question them, they had been caught taking some illegal drugs. No one felt sorry for them for getting arrested but they did feel sorry for Kurt, who would most likely end up not having a home when he came out of his coma.
The silence was broken by the sound of Teenage Dream. Blaine frowned before answering his phone. He didn't recognize the number.
"Blaine Anderson?" A lady asked from the other end.
"Speaking, who is this?" Blaine frowned at the rough sound of his voice.
"Nurse Nancy from Lima Hospital." Blaine leapt up in shock, a million different scenarios running through his head.
"Oh my God. Is Kurt okay? Please tell me Kurt's okay?"
"He's awake." This was all she said. Blaine felt like a weight had been lifted from his shoulders at these simple words.
"Thank God. I'll be there soon." Blaine ended the call, running out of the choir room.
"Hold it White Boy, what's made you so happy?"
"Kurt's awake." Blaine answered the biggest smile on his face the group had ever seen.
Hope you enjoyed this chapter and I'll try and get another chapter up for tomorrow but I will be mking no promises on that. Anyway please review as to how you found this Chapter as I'm looking for a bit of feedback on how everyone's found my story :S
