Keep Holding On

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When he finished the story, I was crying, and holding onto his hand so tightly it must have hurt. When I noticed that, I loosened just a little. I had listened in complete silence. I don't know when the tears started coming, but my whole face was streaked with them. "So this was all because of me?"

Blaine looked up quickly, "No Kurt, don't even start saying that! It was bound to happen eventually, with my dad being as homophobic as he is. Don't you dare go blaming yourself!"

I wanted to believe him, but I couldn't. It had happened right then because Blaine had told his father about me. About how I was his boyfriend.

I pulled Blaine's hand up to my face and kissed it. "You of all people did not deserve this, Blaine," I said, and it was so true. Blaine was the nicest guy you could ever meet. He was helpful, kind, and loving, and he didn't deserve a father as crappy as the one he had.

"No one deserves this Kurt, but it happens, and when it does, we've got to be ready for it, and we've got to deal with it like men." Blaine sounded so wise in that moment, he sounded as if he was giving advice, instead of needing it for himself. I admired that about him.

"How can the children act like men, when all the men are acting like children? It doesn't make any sense why he would do that to you. Parents are supposed to love their children, not hate them. And you're so much smaller than he is…"

"Kurt," he interrupted, "it happened, the reason I'll never understand, but I'm alright, I mean the nurse said I'd be fine if I just stayed in the hospital a couple days. By the way, you need to go home. You've been here all day; go get some sleep, and something to eat." As soon as he started, I was shaking my head.

"No way. I'm staying right here. Besides, I already slept over in that chair, and I'm not hungry, so there is no reason for me to go." I crossed my arms stubbornly and prepared for the argument.

Blaine shrugged, "OK." I was a little shocked, but I looked down and smiled, happy he had given up so easily on my not leaving. "But I do want you to at least go grab something to eat down at the little bakery across the street. It will only take you a couple of minutes, and you are too hungry, I heard your stomach growl."

I sighed, and then stood up. "Alright, I'll go get something to eat. Want me to bring something back for you?" He shook his head no, "OK, I'll get you something," I said, he tried to protest but I was already out the door.

My car had been brought to the hospital for me, thank goodness. I grabbed my wallet out of it and ran over to the little bakery called 'Buns' n' Yums.' I hurried in and bought two of Blaine's favorite deserts, cinnamon rolls.

I quickly ran back to the hospital and up to Blaine's room, eating a little as I went. When I got to his room, the same nurse was there, the one who had told me about his injuries, and she was talking to him. He was smiling really big, which always made me giggle a bit, he just looked so cute! I walked up and gave him his cinnamon roll. "Oh Kurt, you are an angel, aren't you?" I smiled at him and went to sit down the chair.

A doctor walked into the room and smiled at us. "OK, sorry to ruin the mood, but there is something we've got to do, and it doesn't feel too great," his smile left and he turned to Blaine, "we're going to have to pop your knee back in." I winced when he said this. I'd heard many times from Finn how much that hurt.

I stood up and took Blaine's hand. "You ready?" the doctor asked. The nurse held onto his foot while the doctor grabbed just below the knee. "One, Two, Three!" Blaine screamed like I'd never heard him scream before. He squeezed my hand so tight I swore he'd broken it, and he started to cry.

"It's OK Blaine, it's alright." I stroked his hand with my thumb, and massaged his shoulder with my other hand. He laid his head down on the hand on his shoulder. His tears dripped onto my hand.

"So sorry that had to happen, but it went right back into place, so we are going to be alright," the doctor smiled at us.

"Thank you, Doctor Jensen," Blaine said. The doctor nodded and left the room, along with the nurse.

"You alright?" I asked him, stroking his cheek. He looked up at me and gave me a pained smile.

"I am now."

For the first time in a while, I leaned down and kissed my wonderful boyfriend.

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