He wasn't exactly sure how it happened, but apparently Mr Schuester had broken down and told the Glee Club that Kurt was in the hospital.

And the group had gotten the rest of their questions as to why he was hospitalized answered by the nurse whom they had to argue with in order to be let in as a group.

Which was how Kurt found himself crowded by an incredibly upset Glee Club.

Mercedes collapsed against him in a very teary hug with and exclamation of "Oh baby! Are you okay?" While Brittany and Quinn sat down on his bed, the others in the group looking different levels of awkward and worried.

"You gave us a real scare, Kurt." Quinn murmured, looking at him sadly.

"You're like the strongest dude we know. Why'd you do it?" Matt asked. Matt. They guy never spoke. And even Puck was looking worried, which was horribly surreal.

He took a second look at them all. Everyone... actually seemed to care. The annoyance of them being there was washed away by wave of gratitude. And regret. To think that he'd almost thrown away this. His friends.

"The main reason has already been put behind bars. I just... got tired of pretending everything was okay. I thought," I think, really, but he couldn't say that. "I thought it would be easier on everyone if I wasn't around. I'm sorry for worrying you."

"Behind bars?" Mr Schuester look pale and worried, a look highly unflattering to his complexion.

"Sam. He's been... less than the perfect boyfriend. I'd rather not talk about it right now."

Worried whisperings and exclamations shot through the group.

Artie wheeled over, and Mercedes sat up, staring at him. "He didn't hurt you, did you?"

"Psychological bullying isn't enough to send someone to prison, Mercedes. Just... please, can we not talk about this right now?"

It wasn't Mercedes that argued, but Artie. "Kurt, you can't just... drop the bomb like that and not let it explode. We're all worried about you. Especially after that statement."

It seemed that Finn had been quite right. Finn had taken it up on himself to tell Kurt how much everyone liked him, cared for him, and honestly wanted him around. He didn't really believe it quite yet, but the club standing around him was pushing him in the positive direction. They all cared about him. And it actually looked like it. The emotions displayed looked real, even Rachel's. He took a deep breath and fidgeted with the hose to the nasal cannula.

"Sam..." He broke of with a hollow laugh that seemed to startle them all. "His name wasn't even Sam. It was Eric. And he was wanted in California for... horrid things. Attempted murder, assault, robbery, abuse, rape... I wasn't his first victim. He'll rot in prison from now on, though."

A shocked silence fell over the room, and stayed for over a minute before Tina choked out a most uncharacteristic "Holy shit." and Mike collapsed on the bed, looking like he was going to either throw up or pass out.

"H-he seemed so normal."

"Some people are good at pretending." Mike looked even worse at that. It wasn't too strange. Sam had been on the football team, the jocks had all accepted him. Including Mike and Matt.

"He didn't do any of that to you did he?" This time, it was Rachel.

"Do you really think I'd be here if he hadn't?" Kurt felt bitter, and the strained, tiny smile - the last part of the facade he had tried to set up in front of the group - slid of his face.

"He broke you."

Kurt, along with quite a few others in the group looked at Brittany with surprise. He hadn't expected her to be the person to notice it. He felt a rush of respect for her. Respect and gratefulness. Because if it was her, 'Boo' who had never questioned him, helped him with videos and asked him to do her hair, he could actually be completely honest. "Yes."

Silence fell over the room again after his answer. He hesitated. "This is why I didn't want to talk about this right now. It was bad enough for you all to know that I tried to commit suicide. You didn't need to know this."

No one really had time to react to his statement, since a nurse picked that moment to enter the room. "Kurt, your toxicology screen shows that there's still toxins in your system. I'm afraid you have to sit through another dialysis.

He simply shrugged and allowed her to hook up him up to the machine, while he watched the worried expressions on his friends faces. The circulating blood seemed to almost frighten them.

When the nurse was done, she turned and looked at his visitors before she bustled out the door. "You can stay for ten more minutes, and then he needs rest." And for that he was thankful. The dialysis was boring, and rather unsettling. He'd rather sleep through it than to watch blood leave his body, pass through the machine and then enter him again. It was really quite disturbing. Even more disturbing with the whole Glee Club staring him down.

"Does it hurt?" Santana looked mildly curious, an expression he welcomed. It was better than pity and worry.

"Not really. It's just a little disturbing."

Mr. Schuester looked like he was about to say something. Judging by how silent he had been, Kurt was starting to worry that it might be one of his famous "life altering" pep talks. Thankfully, Finn chose that moment to appear through the door with a fresh bouquet of flowers and a Vogue magazine.

"I though I heard voices." Finn's grin and smiling eyes was another welcome expression. There were murmured greetings from everyone, and Finn perched himself on the bed, sitting snugly beside Kurt. Not even Mercedes had dared to sit that close. "Got you a new Vogue."

Kurt simply accepted the magazine, brushing his hand against Finn's for a while longer than he actually had to. "Thank you."

When Finn wrapped an arm around his shoulders, Mercedes gave him an odd, suspicious look at the same time as Quinn cleared her throat. "Maybe we should go. You need rest, right?"

"Yes, sorry. Thank you for visiting. It really means a lot." That seemed to be enough to break the frowns on most of them, some actually smiling at him and Finn before filing out of the room after various promises of revisits.

As soon as the rest of Glee club was gone, Finn bent and pressed an awkward kiss against his forehead. "Dialysis again, huh? I guess you'd prefer to sleep."

"Y-yes." He felt awful for it, because Finn had just gotten there. It didn't seem fair for him to just pass out for another hour.

"Don't apologise. I'll be here when you wake up." And with that, Finn moved closer, allowing Kurt to rest his head against him.

He fell asleep to the calming rhythm of Finn's heart.

So sorry for the delay of this chapter! I've been quite busy irl.