AN - sorry, a very short one today. I know these are short, but I like to think of them more as drabbles, if you will with little glimpses into Kurt's life. Hopefully they'll be longer in the future.
Enjoy!
Chapter Four: Realizing
Kurt had fallen into a deep sleep after he received the news. Blaine was wiping his eyes with tissues, and Burt was staring into space. After a couple hours, Burt looked at Blaine.
"You know Blaine, this is a life altering event. If you're planning to be here, you better be here for the long run. You can't just abandon Kurt. So if you want to leave, you better leave now."
Blaine looked at Burt, aghast. "Mr. Hummel, I would never, ever, ever do something like that. Kurt is the love of my life. But I can't believe something like this happened to him…" He trailed off. "But sir, you have to understand that I love Kurt. I would never leave him." By the time he finished speaking, his eyes were filled with tears again and he reached for another tissue.
Burt nodded. "That's what I thought you would say. But kid, none of this 'sir' buisness. It's Burt. Especially now, since we'll probably be seeing a lot of each other from now on. But right now, it's late. You have to drive all the way to Westerville. Go home. I'll call you in the morning."
Blaine looked up and started to protest. Burt held his hand up and silenced him. Blaine looked at him and stood up. "I'll see you tomorrow Mr… Burt. Call me at anytime if you need anything." He walked over to Kurt's bed and kissed his forehead. Kurt stirred but didn't wake up. Blaine left the room and walked out to his car.
Kurt woke up and called for his dad weakly. Burt walked over to the bed and patted Kurt's shoulder. "Kurt, the doctor came in earlier. He said that you will have your first session with your CVRS today at 11 am. It's 10 am now."
"My what?" Kurt asked.
Burt shrugged. "It's so that you can get a head start on everything new, I guess. I'm really not sure. Now, are you hungry? I can call for some food."
Kurt shook his head, then answered "Hospital food is gross. Maybe… We have some time. Do you think that we could go out and grab something?"
"Well, you can't leave until later. But if you don't mind being alone, I can get something if you want."
"That sounds fine Dad. Thanks."
"You sure you'll be okay alone?" Kurt nodded. "Okay then. Just forewarning though, I was instructed that you could only eat bland foods for now. But I'll try to sneak you some orange juice or something."
"Thanks Dad. I really appreciate it."
Burt then walked out of the room, and Kurt took a deep breath. He didn't really like being alone in the hospital before, but now that he couldn't see he didn't mind it as much.
Oh yeah. Kurt was blind.
He sighed and tried to push back the tears that came with remembering. He would never see anything again, except for the blaring light of the sun through the window. Speaking of which, the light was kind of hurting his head. He would have to remember to tell his dad that later. Too bad he couldn't text him and let him know.
Now that Kurt was thinking about it, there was so much that he couldn't do now, either at all or without assistance. How was he supposed to carry his life on as normal, if he couldn't do the simplest things without help.
TBC.
