"It's not fair," Blaine shouted. "Why should I be stuck here, knowing Kurt's in danger,"
"We don't know that for sure," Wes snapped. "Now stop pacing the room and help me look up motels near the area.
"We should at least look at ones near the gas station. That's a reasonable place to start," Blaine added and Wes nodded "True, that's actually a smart idea, but if the kid has his own car, were screwed,"
"We have to try,"
Wes put a hand on Blaine's hand and squeezed it.
"Kurt knows you care Blaine,"
"Does he?"
Sebastian got out of the room and took a deep breathe. He could do this. He'll look after Kurt until he got his memory back so his family didn't kill him, and then he'd help him back home. Right, so food.
Sebastian took his car out of the motel's car park and went to a nearby Subway. Thankful that Ohio was one of the few places that had a 24/7 Subway.
He was pretty hungry himself actually. He realised when his stomach grumbled. All of this interaction with human beings was exhausting. He was used to keeping to himself in Paris.
He got to the Subway and as he walked up to the counter to place his order he wondered. What if Kurt never gets his memory back?
At the place Kurt was in. Kurt was frowning as he looked around. He heard a buzzing noise.
He looked around to see where that noise was.
It was on the table in front of him underneath a magazine. A phone.
"Blaine!" He called out and then remembered Blaine went to get them food.
He reached his arm out and grabbed the phone.
It was a message. There were several messages.
Kurt? Me and Finn are looking for you. Blaine is too and Wes. We won't stop until we find you. Hang in there bro – Noah Puckerman
I love you Kurt. I don't know if you can read this, but I do. I hope to god you're safe. Please come home, we miss you kiddo – Dad
Kurt….please let us know you're okay, your dad is out of your mind worried and I'm worried, and everybody is worried – Mercedes
That was his phone. His name was Kurt. Unless Blaine was lying.
He picked it up and texted back. He didn't want her to worry. Maybe it was his mother. He couldn't remember his own mother's name, or his father's name.
I'm okay. I am a little sore but I'm okay
Kurt where are you? Did someone hurt you?
I was attacked…I don't know where I am…some sort of motel?
Kurt find out where you are, and we'll come get you okay? We love you boo
Did Blaine not want him to contact people? Maybe he was trying to protect him from people that might be wanting to hurt him, but …she seemed nice. She also seemed very worried. He didn't have time to respond though.
He heard the car which had to be Blaine with the food, he quickly turned it off and stashed his phone in his pocket of his jeans. It was skinny enough to fit.
"Hey," Blaine greeted carrying two plastic bags as he came in and smiled at Kurt. "Sorry it took a while…I didn't know what to get so I got a bit of everything, there's a tuna sub, a meatball sub, a peperoni sub, a ham and cheese sub and a vegetarian one…"
"Thank you," Kurt responded gratefully "Can I have the vegetarian one?"
"Sure," Sebastian handed him the roll with some water "I don't think you should be drinking soft drinks yet.
"That's very thoughtful Blaine,"
Sebastian's head shot up at the name and he looked like he wanted to say something.
"Tell me about yourself," Kurt said while un wrapping his food but then he felt his phone vibrate preparing to make a loud sound like before.
"Uh…sorry can I go to the bathroom?"
Sebastian nodded as Kurt got up and Sebastian showed him what door it was in. "Do you need help?"
Kurt stopped him from touching him "No! I mean, no I'm fine really,"
He hobbled to the door and opened it, shutting it behind him with the lock. He got his phone out which was thankfully still vibrating but he knew any second it'd make louder noises. He looked at it and then remembered he had to turn it down at the side.
He did that and there was no more noise.
He remembered.
He smiled to himself as he turned it on quickly to see his most recent messages that just popped up. There were too many other ones to look into.
Kurt? Where are you? I really miss you. I'm scared you're hurt, and I'm scared you're in trouble, and most of all I'm scared because there's so many things I want to tell you, but I don't know where you are, please…please let me know you're okay if you can read this. Just let me know you're okay. I really care about you more than you may think. If you're hurt, we're coming to find you. We will. I promise, I'll find you no matter what it takes – Blaine xxx
This was just now.
If this was Blaine….then who….was that in the other room? Blaine would know that he was going to the toilet…well supposed to be going anyway.
"Kurt? Is everything okay?"
"I won't be long!"
He hovered over the phone with his fingers wondering what he should type.
I'm okay …Just really confused I don't know what's happened to me?
Blaine's heart was pounding. His hair was wild from lack of product. He didn't bother reapplying in some last night. He was still wearing his uniform having not been bothered to change.
"He responded!" He shouted as Wes looked at him. Blaine hadn't slept.
Wes had tried to but was woken up by his shouting.
"Kurt responded,"
Wes sat up with his bed head and rubbed his eyes "What did he say?"
"He's okay, but he's confused, he's not sure what happened,"
"Confused?"
"Yeah,"
"Well at least we know he's alive,"
"Yes,"
"And he's okay,"
"Yep,"
"But confused?"
"Yeah I'm lost as well…but Mercedes said he also texted her back…and said he was in some sort of motel but didn't know where he was,"
Blaine called Mr Hummel then. Burt answered gruffly sounding like he didn't sleep either. "Yes?"
"Mr Hummel!"
"Did you find Kurt?"
"No…"
"Oh,"
"He's alive though Burt, he. Responded,"
Blaine repeated what the message was and Burt cried out of tears of frustration and relief.
"I want him home,"
"I know, I know. I tried getting more out of him, but he hasn't sent anymore texts,"
"At least he's okay…he's gonna be okay," Burt said as though comforting himself.
"Mr Hummel?"
"Yes Blaine,"
"I'll do everything to make sure he gets home safe,"