I have an actual reason for this being updated so slowly...(What! No Way!)

Yes, you should all blame Azara-Rayne18 (who's awesome) who is beta'ing this story for me. She must have been busy as of late because she hasn't been able to pm me back.

I have decided to go for... and i also fear my life because my friend keep calm-eat redvines keeps threatening me. So y'all can thank her for this chapter :D

Anyway... read on...

Chapter 4 - What Happened?

When Kurt and Blaine arrived at the Hudmel house a few hours after the incident, Burt Hummel was sitting in the living room waiting for them. He looked absolutely furious.

"What the hell happened today?" He said. "Your principle rang and said that you hadn't been in your afternoon lessons, and he said you were missing as well! They couldn't get hold of your parents so they asked me if I had seen you." He pointed at Blaine.

When he saw how scared Blaine looked, his features softened. The boy looked like he was just waiting for someone to jump out on him. That's when he noticed the bruise on Blaine's face.

"Blaine... son... are you ok? What happened to your face? he reached out to touch his face, but came to a halt when he saw the small boy flinch away. "Hey, I'm not going to hurt you, Blaine. It's just me."

"Dad. I can explain the whole thing with school. I didn't mean for it to happen and Blaine didn't either."

"We'll talk about that later, Kurt. Right now, Carole wanted to know if, Blaine was staying for dinner or not." He looked to Blaine who gave a small nod, "Alright then. You can tell me what happened while we're eating."

To say dinner was tense was an understatement. Burt wanted the answers, and Blaine was completely silent.

"Dude. How's your head?" Finn asked.

Blaine tensed. He hadn't said a word throughout the whole dinner apart from when he had said thank you to Carole for letting him stay. He just wanted to forget about the day and not bother with it again for a long time.

'He just had to bring it up didn't he?' Blaine thought.

"Wait. What's wrong with Blaine's head?" Carole asked. She was going into caring mother mode and a caring Carole was worse than a curious Burt.

Kurt gave Finn a death glare. He then looked to Blaine whose face had gone pale. "You don't have to tell them, honey." He said.

Blaine looked up at the people around him and saw that all eyes were on him. He felt closed in. He didn't know what to do.

Burt saw Blaine's discomfort from the way he was biting his lip and not looking anybody in the eye. "I'm sure, Blaine will tell us when he's ready. Finn, how's the football going?"

Kurt shot his dad a look, silently thanking him for leading the conversation away from Blaine. No one could deny that they were sending Blaine worried looks. Whether the boy was deciding to ignore them or whether he really didn't see them was another matter.

When dinner had finished, Kurt took Blaine up to his room. Blaine had spent the whole dinner pushing the food around his plate, and Kurt still wanted to talk to him about what had happened. He knew it wasn't long before Burt came upstairs, but he hoped that he'd have some time to help him calm down.

"Why am I so weak?"

He pulled him into a hug and was relieved when the other boy didn't try to resist, "What are you talking about? Blaine, you are one of the bravest people I know. After everything you went through at your old school, and then everything you've went through on your first two days at McKinley. You are so strong."

They got to stay in the peace and quiet of it all for a few minutes though. Before they knew it, there was a knock at the door.

"Come in, Dad."

Burt opened the door slowly and walked inside. "Hey boys. Now I know you probably don't want to talk about this... either of you... but we have to. Now, who's gonna start?"

Kurt looked to Blaine . He was the only person who knew the whole story.

"Alright... I'll tell you what happened..."

With that, Blaine broke into his story.

Blaine was walking down the corridor, when he heard it. The sound of footsteps following him. He turned to look over his shoulder to see Karofsky following close behind him. Panic flared within him. He walked more quickly.

The footsteps were getting louder and louder. Blaine didn't want to know how close the jock was to him, but soon found out when he was slammed into a locker again.

"Well, well, well. If it isn't Hummel's little boy toy. How's your face?"

Blaine was shaking. When would this guy stop? He seemed to get off on torturing people - especially Blaine.

"Aww... am I scaring you?" Karofsky asked in a childish voice.

"L-Leave me alone, Karofsky." Blaine tried to squirm away.

Surprisingly, he let go. Blaine let out a sigh of relief, that was short lived due to the fact that Karofsky pushed him into the locker making sure he hit his head and walked off...

Blaine was sitting in History with Finn, he didn't notice anything in the room, or what the lesson was to do with. His head was spinning.

"-aine, Blaine! Dude are you ok?" Finn asked.

Blaine looked pale. Paler than Kurt, and Finn didn't think that was possible. The small boy was shaking slightly and pulling on his bowtie.

"I-I think I'm gonna puke..." Blaine stuttered.

Finn jumped into action. There was no way they were going to get to the bathroom in time. 'How am I supposed to catch the sick?' Then he spotted the small bin near the front of the classroom.

No one had ever seen Finn move so fast. He got up, got the bin, brought it back to Blaine, and held it there under the boys chin while he puked in under 5 seconds.

Now that Blaine had finished emptying his stomach though, he was swaying slightly as Finn put the bin down and his vision was blurring.

The next thing Finn knew, Blaine's eyes were rolling back into his head. He was stammering, trying to get his words out with no prevail. Finn leaps forward when he sees the boy falling backwards.

"Blaine? Blaine, dude, wake up man!" Finn was lightly shaking Blaine trying to get him to wake up. The shorter boy was cradled in Finn's arms like a mother would hold a baby.

"Mr. Hudson... what is going... oh..." the teacher had finally noticed that Blaine was unconscious. The whole class was swapping glances between the teacher and the small hobbit in Finn Hudson's arms. "Take him to the nurses office quickly. She'll be able to help him." The teacher didn't seem all the bothered about Blaine being unconscious. He never listened to what Blaine said or answered when he asked questions... douche bag.

Finn did as the teacher asked, and walked towards the nurses office with the smaller boy cradled in his arms...

"You'd have to ask, Finn what happened after that though. No one told me what the nurse said. I just woke up when Kurt walked in." Blaine said as he finished his story.

The room was silent. No one knew how to diffuse the tension in the room.

Burt did the one thing he could think of when he didn't know what to say. He leant over and pulled Blaine into a hug. Blaine tensed slightly not used to this kind of affection from his own father who was always too busy to actually care about what was going on in Blaine's life.

"You're always welcome to come to me or Carole if you ever need help, Blaine. You don't need to go through these things by yourself. You have so many people around you that love you. Don't forget that kid."

Kurt gave his dad a warm smile and mouthed "thank you" to him.

When Blaine stepped out of the hug, he started to sway again. His legs are shaking; Burt takes a hold on his shoulders to keep him from falling down. "How long have you been feeling dizzy Blaine?"

"Err... well... on and off all day..."

"Right, that's it, we're taking you to the hospital. No arguments Blaine. Come on, get ready."

Blaine let out a sigh. This was going to be a long night.

Well then... I have no idea what the next chapters going to be like... I'll have to check my powerpoint plan... yes... i am that much of a nerd...