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Chapter 17

Blaine didn't know who the boy in front of him was; his pale face blending into the crisp white bed sheets, his normally perfectly groomed hair a mess on his head, his lips red and swollen talking non stop. Blaine couldn't make out what he was saying.

"Kurt..." Blaine whispered, he had no idea how to handle this. Kurt was a mess.

At hearing his name Kurt looked up so fast Blaine was sure that he must have hurt his neck or something. "You came. I said that you would come!" Kurt went to move, he wanted to rush out of bed and hold onto Blaine as much as he could before he left him again. Maybe if he held onto him tight enough he wouldn't leave him!

"Hey stay there, you're in pain." Blaine said as he rushed to Kurt's side.

"I'll be okay." Kurt said quietly, but he couldn't be sure, he was certain that everywhere hurt.

"I know you will." Blaine said softly, he pulled the chair closer to bed. He had to sit down, he was feeling lightheaded. Looking at Kurt like this made him feel sick.

"I will." Kurt said louder, he wasn't looking at Blaine which told the older man that he wasn't talking to him.

"Ignore it, Kurt." Blaine said gently. He reached out and took Kurt's good hand, giving it a gentle squeeze and making Kurt look at him.

"I'm trying." Kurt looked at Blaine desperately, his blue eyes were sad and broken and tears were falling down his cheeks fast. All Blaine wanted to do was stop them, but he had no idea how. Inside he was blaming himself. If he hasn't cancelled on Kurt, Kurt would be at home safe!

"I know." Blaine soothed. "I know."

The two sat in silence. Blaine wanted so desperately to ask what had happened but he couldn't bring himself to. He didn't want to hear Kurt tell him that it was all his fault.

"I'm sorry." Kurt said after a while.

"What are you sorry for?" Blaine frowned. Kurt had done nothing wrong.

"I... I ruined your date." Kurt whispered, his face not hiding how much pain he was in.

"What date?" Blaine looked confused. He hadn't told Kurt that he was cancelling because he was on a date. It wasn't a date anyway!

"You and the man." Kurt whispered, his good hand now picking at the itchy sheets. "You were going to his place."

"Kurt..." Blaine frowned, how did Kurt know?

"I wasn't following you!" Kurt said quickly, loudly, it made Blaine wonder what his head was telling him.

"I know." Blaine nodded. "How... How did you know though?"

"I was walking. I didn't like being home on my own. And I ended up there. I was sitting against the wall and I heard you laughing and I saw..."

"You saw me with Sebastian." Blaine pressed when Kurt stopped talking.

"Is he your boyfriend?" Kurt said so quietly Blaine was surprised he actually heard him.

"No." Blaine laughed lightly. The idea of Sebastian being his boyfriend was hilarious to him. "He's an old friend from school."

"Oh." Blaine knew he hadn't imagined the way Kurt's face seemed to light up at that.

"I went to walk home, it was so loud. I didn't see the car." Kurt whispered, tears slipping down his face.

"Kurt, are you sure you didn't see the car?" Blaine was terrified of the answer.

Kurt sucked his lip looking down. "I...I don't know. I remember just wanting the voice to stop." Blaine let his own tears fall. How could he have let Kurt get this bad! He had never seemed suicidal before, depressed, angry yes, but never once did Kurt show that he would hurt himself. Especially lately when he had seemed so happy. "I don't want to die." Kurt said when he realised how Blaine was looking at him. Kurt's whole body changed, if they thought he wanted to kill himself they might leave him here to rot. Kurt didn't want that. Kurt wanted to go home. He wanted to spend time with Blaine. He wanted to finish school. "I don't want to die."

"I know." Blaine leaned closer and wrapped his arms around him, rubbing his back softly. "I know you don't want to die."

"I don't want to stay here," Kurt sobbed. "I want to go home."

"I know, I know, but you need to stay for a while, okay?" Blaine whispered, remembering what the doctor had told him. "I'll come visit you every day though."

"No. I want to go home." Kurt said again, his voice growing weak as he sagged against Blaine. It was as though he was able to finally rest now that Blaine was here.

"I know." Blaine hummed, his hand running slowly through Kurt's hair.

Blaine watched with teary eyes as Kurt fell asleep against him, his body was trembling, his skin pale and clammy. Blaine hated seeing him like this. He wanted the young, vibrant boy who was just starting to come out of his shell. Not knowing whether to move or not, Blaine sat back a little and closed his eyes against the headboard of the uncomfortable hospital bed. Blaine hadn't realised he had fallen asleep, until he opened his eyes and saw that Kurt's father was watching him, an unreadable look on his face.