AN: So this would take place post "Glease". If you don't want any spoilers don't read it. Inspired by lyrics from "Disturbia" by Rihanna.
An icy fear clenched at Finn's heart as he tossed the cabbie some money, not caring how much he was over paying the guy. All he cared about was reaching his destination. Ever since Rachel's "it's Kurt", had pierced through his angry tirade about her never calling him, reaching the apartment that his step-brother shared with his ex-girlfriend was all he could think about as worst-case scenarios played through his head.
Rachel couldn't tell him much, just that Kurt had called her from a pay phone crying. She had said he wouldn't talk on the trip home, but he had several visible bruises and his left wrist was swollen. Kurt had been on a date but no mention of the guy he had gone out with had been made.
Finn rushed through the door and up the steps. Reaching the apartment he knew he banged on the door louder than was necessary.
"Where is he?" Finn asked a tired looking Rachel as he rushed past her.
"In bed," she replied, waving her hand in the direction of the partitioned off area that Kurt slept in.
Finn rushed forward. He paused only briefly upon the seeing the bruised face of his stepbrother who was curled up in his bed, with his eyes closed. His body shook but whether it was from the silent sobs leaving tears rolling across bruised skin or cold, Finn couldn't be sure. His left hand was propped up on a pillow, a towel wrapped bag of ice resting on top of it.
And then Finn was perched on the side of Kurt's bed, reaching down to gather his stepbrother into his arms. The action met resistence and a confused "get off me," from Kurt. Finn murmured assurances to the other teen, not letting go and Kurt opened his eyes. The dull glaz eyes flashed recognition before Kurt relaxed into Finn's embrace, the sobs now becoming audible.
Eventually Finn got Kurt to talk about what had happened. About how he had gone to his date's apartment to watch a movie and the guy had wanted more. His date hadn't wanted to take no for an answer, and had become more forceful, even shoving Kurt to the floor when he had tired to leave. Kurt had finally been able to pull his left wrist free of the guy's grip and had clawed at his face, taking advantage of the ensuing distraction to get out of the apartment.
"Blaine never would have done something like that," Kurt finally ended in a whisper as he sobbed, his head resting on Finn's shoulder.
And even Finn knew he was right. Yeah, Blaine had hurt Kurt emotionally but the bruises and emotional and physical abuse that Kurt had endured tonight was something his stepbrothers ex-boyfriend was not capable of.
"It's going to be okay," Finn assured him, though right then even Finn wasn't sure how to accomplish that.