This is a lot later than planned and for that I am sorry. The reason I haven't updated in a while is because of exams and finished my last year at school. I promise now that that's all out of the way I will start updated more frequently. Really sorry to everyone reading this and I feel like a hypocrite because I hate waiting for the next chapters too. Anyway, thank you for not giving up just yet :D
Chapter 23
The next time Kurt woke up he was met with darkness. Grunting, Kurt squinted, trying his best to make out anything in the room. The only thing he could see, though, were shadows of furniture, which seemed to give the room an even creepier look. He tried to move his arms but was unable to. They were tied behind his back with what must have been plastic cuffs by the feel of them.
"About time." Kurt could just make out Ben's voice in the darkness. Then the whole room was plunged into light. Squinting in the sudden brightness, Kurt looked at his Uncle. He hadn't seen him since the day he had stabbed him but now he felt real fear. The look the older man gave him was a look that promised death.
"What...what are you...going to do?" Kurt stammered out. His back ached from where he was tied to the chair. He had no idea how long he'd been there, and could only hope someone found him soon. He didn't want to die like this.
"I'm going to kill you." Ben whispered into the boys ear before turning around, switching the light off and leaving Kurt in utter darkness.
Tears leaked from Kurt's eyes as he struggled with the bonds. His breath was coming out ragged. He was scared. The only thing he could think of was what Ben would do to him. Maybe he'll just kill me. Kurt knew though he wouldn't just do that. Ben would make it drag. Make it hurt. He'd break Kurt before he killed him.
Kurt had thought he'd been getting better, but he was wrong. So wrong. Blaine had helped him but now he was alone. And Kurt knew he couldn't do this on his own. Blaine.
As he sat there, letting tears stream down his face. Letting fear consume him, that one name gave him courage. Blaine. Blaine would know what happened. He would find him. All Kurt had to do was stay strong for as long as it took. He wouldn't die. He couldn't. As Kurt sat there, shivering, he knew for the first time in a long time he could fight his Uncle. Before he had never had anyone who cared enough to help, let alone notice. But now he had Blaine. Blaine who had to help him. Had to...
Saying it over and over again in his head, Kurt drifted into unconsciousness.
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"What do you mean you can't?" Blaine practically screamed at the police officer in front of him. The new directions and warblers were all crowded around the police officer, who had come to the theatre after several desperate phone calls.
"We mean that there is no way to track Mr Hummel." The police officer sighed.
"Can't you track his phone?" Jeff piped up from behind Blaine.
"Not when it's not with him." The man in front of the group of teens growled.
"How do you know it isn't?" Mercedes asked him. She was angry that Kurt had disappeared and wanted him back. She knew she hadn't been a good friend but she was willing to apologise and make things better. If only they could find Kurt.
Officer Plod, as Santana had nicknamed the man in her head looked like he was loosing control of the situation, quickly. "The point is. You bunch of idiot have no idea. So I suggest you get off your arse's and try doing that. Before I go all Lima heights on your arse." Letting out another sigh, the officier grabbed his phone, mumbling something about not wanting to be bossed around by a bunch of teens who had no idea about his job. But as soon as he was out of reach he called the police station and got them to try tracking Kurt's phone.
When the officer left, Mr Schue moved to the front of the large group. "We need to stay calm, and shouting at the people trying to help won't help."
"How the hell can we stay calm when those homophobic arseholes won't do anything." Many of the Warblers gave Wes a shocked look. Not many of them had heard the council member lose his temper before. Sensing an argument coming along, Blaine quickly stepped in front of Wes.
"Hey. Arguing won't get Kurt found. We need to get along for that to work. And we all need to accept what Kurt hid." Blaine looked pointedly at the new directions when saying this. Brittany was the only one that seemed to have excepted Kurt hiding his home life from them. But then again Blaine wasn't entirely sure the blonde scheerleader had any idea what was going on.
Standing there, all Blaine could think about was what was happening to Kurt and how he was going to get him back.
"Alright, they've started a search for his mobile but we need all of you to come to the station and tell us exactly what happened and how Kurt was acting beforehand." Blaine was about to say something but officer plod carried on talking, rather hurriedly. "We just need to explore all angles to see if we can find out where he might have gone." Nodding the group headed to their separate cars, Blaine rather reluctantly.
Driving to the police station Blaine kept saying to himself this would help. But he knew he was wrong. He knew the only way he'd feel like he was helping was if he started going through every house from here to Westerville. At least then he'd stop feeling useless. And stop thinking of what could be happening to Kurt. All he hoped for though, was that they found him alive. He knew asking for anything else would only result in disappointment.
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Kurt shifted to awareness at the sound of loud bang from the top of the stairs. Trying to stop the traitorous tears from leaking from his eyes. Kurt lifted his head to meet the gaze of his Uncle.
"It's time to have some fun." Ben pulled a gag from behind his back, fastening it around Kurt's head.
As always, please review and thank you for reading. I'll try getting another chapter (maybe more) up before I go on holiday next week.
