"Kurt?" Tyler immediately recognizes the talented boy from his dance class "Kurt go!" "I said leave him alone" Kurt repeats himself, ignoring the other mans words. "Oh Mr. Lady voice wants to get a say in this" one of the men in black laughs.
"Yeah. Now?" Kurt asks, reaching the circle. "Another fag we can teach a lessons" another says. "Yes I'm gay and I'm proud. At least I'm not a primitive like you guys. Just accept the change in the world and let us live in peace" the chestnut haired man says and helps Tyler back on his feet.
"Hey Lady face" Not so fast!" the first guy warns and pulls Kurt away from Tyler and to him. The latter falls back on the ground with a groan of pain. But Kurt has no chance to react and help because the guy doesn't let go of the sweater and uses his free hand to punch Kurt too, hard.
Another punch and he lets go, Kurt stumbling backwards as he falls and joins Tyler on the ground. "Is this all you can do?" another man in black asks. Kurt shakes his head. After everything that happened in high school Santana showed him how to defend himself and he is sick of getting pushed around.
He pushes himself up again to face one of these guys. Kurt isn't the bravest man but he's more than sick to be treated like this just because he's gay. He thought this would end once and for all as soon as they move to New York.
"Oh so you want to die?" the man in front of Kurt asks and Kurt responds "And you would like to go to jail?". "I don't think so" one of the others answer and before Kurt or Tyler could react the guy steps on Kurts phone. Broken. Fuck.
A hard punch in Kurts chest brings him back to the ground and a sharp pain runs through his body. He feels around him and, is that glass? He could only grith his teeth as he feels at the spot where it hurts the most. His neck and, fuck, there's blood. Not overly much, which is good, but there's blood and it hurts.
In the corner of his eye he sees how two guys hold Tyler down, giving him a few more punches. Then he spots how one of the three remaining guys goes to Kurts bag. He wants to stand up. They shouldn't find his personal stuff. Find out where he lives, his ID, his keys, anything.
They find a picture. "Oh look guys. Lady boy over here has a boyfriend" he says and holds up a picture of Kurt and Blaine from the game night at the loft. Kurt always has it with him. Tyler recognizes the teacher "Mr. Anderson?". "Shut your moth before I make you" one of the guys holding him down says and adds a slap across the face.
"Tyler this stays between us" Kurt rushes to say before he too earns a slap across the face. Before he can be held down too Kurt tries to stand up but one of the men catches his leg, making him fall forward. Trying to catch himself Kurt uses his hands but he hears a crack and he screams in pain. "I think this one hasn't had enough yet" the man who grabbed him says. He seems to be their leader or something.
From there of punch follows punch and kick follows kick. The chestnut haired man can't even defend himself, his whole body hurts. Three against one is too much and he doesn't stand a chance. Instead he just tries to protect himself, wanting to roll himself into a ball.
But his head hurts. And his wrist hurts so, so much. And he's bleeding. And his upper body hurts. There were a few more cracks. Everything hurts. He should fight. For himself. For Tyler. But he can't anymore. He just can't. Then everything goes black.
"He's out" one of the guys in black announces. "Really?" one of the guys holding Tyler down asks. Both look to Kurt and Tyler uses this moment. These guys broke their phones but not his watch. He holds his now free wrist up and with his nose he hits the emergency button. This thing has gps.
"Watch him" the leader says but Tyler announces "Too late. The police is on their way. If I were you I'd run if I don't want to end up in jail". With a horrified look on their face they look at each other for a second. "Run you idiots" the leader says. A second later all five are gone.
For a second Tyler pushes the pain away and crawls over to the other man. "Fuck. Kurt. Please wake up" he cries but the other man doesn't react. "We will get you an ambulance and go to the hospital. Everything will be okay" the younger man keeps talking.
To pass the time Tyler keeps talking "I should've called the police sooner. I just couldn't do it because they gave me no chance. Thanks for trying to help me". Then he remembers the picture of Kurt and Mr. Anderson from earlier. Now it lays next to Kurts head.
Tyler takes it in his hand "I knew that something changed. You seemed happier. Now I know why. You two look really happy together in the picture. But I can understand why you don't tell anyone. Don't worry. Your secret is save with me". He looks at the picture again and the couple happily smiles at him while Blaine hugs Kurt tightly from behind.
A moment later he hears the sirens coming closer "Here they come. Everything will be alright Kurt. I promise". It has to be alright. It needs to be alright. And when Kurt is conscious again he definitely needs to thank him.
Blaine nervously looks at the clock. Kurt needs 30 minutes home. Sometimes 40. But it's been an hour. An hour and he hasn't heard from Kurt yet. They wanted to talk after Kurt read the letter but normally Kurt at least texts him when he's home. Why didn't he insist to drive Kurt. Then he would be home by now and Blaine could've make sure of that.
Of course he tried to text Kurt but the messages won't even go through. Maybe his phone ran out of battery? He tried calling but it went straight to the voice mail. He left a message, asking if he arrived. Now he calls again. Voice mail. "Hey sweetheart. Are you home? I'm getting worried. Please call me back Kurt" he says.
It's 10 minutes later that his phone rings. As fast as he can Blaine takes his phone. Rachel? That can't be good right? "Hi Rachel" he takes the call as calm as possible. "Blaine?" a voice asks. "Santana?" Blaine asks back. "Blaine something happened" the Latina says and Blaine can hear someone crying next to her. "What happened?" the man asks and Santana answers "We'll tell you what happened but you need to come to the Memorial Hospital. Now". "Kurt?" Blaine asks but he already knows the answer "Kurt".
15 minutes later Blaine arrives at the hospital and finds Santana and Rachel waiting for him at the entrance. Rachel cried and Santana looked like she cried too. "Hey" Blaine greets them both with a hug "What happened?". "The doctor said he got bashed" Santana says and Rachel adds "Tyler from our dance class was with him. We can go to him. He said he could tell us more".
"And Kurt?" the curly haired man asks and sees the girls shrug as Santana says "We're still waiting for information". "Then let's talk to this Tyler guy. I take any information I get" Blaine says and the girls lead the way. "Look. I talk to Tyler and wait for updates. You two go home and try to get some sleep. My class is only in the noon. I call you when I know more" Blaine proposes "And take a cab. I pay for it. You two need to get home safe". At first the girls want to protest. They don't want to be there for Kurt but they know that they shouldn't argue with Blaine now so they agree, hug him goodbye and leave.
Blaine takes a deep breath and knocks at the door before he enters. "Mr. Anderson. Hi" the young man greets. He has a laceration at his forehead and some visible bruises. "Hey. Tyler right?" Blaine greets back. "Yeah I would've had class with you tomorrow" the younger man says "I don't think I can make it though".
"I know about you and Kurt but I won't tell anyone. How is he?" Tyler then asks. Blaine sits down on a chair with a sigh "I'm still waiting on information. I just send Rachel and Santana home to get some sleep". "But you need sleep too" Tyler reminds him. Blaine nods, a tiny smile on his lips "I have to teach a bit later than their first class starts. Besides as a musician I'm used to afterparty until 5 am and have a soundcheck at 9 am so don't worry about me".
"How about you?" he then asks and the student answers "Besides the obvious stuff only two broken ribs. But the pain killer does its job so I'm okay". "That's good. Could you maybe-" Blaine starts but the other man stops him "You want to know what happened. It's okay. I tell you".
And so he tells Blaine what happened. He took a shortcut home from work and on his phone he saw a photo of a hot guy. He thought he was alone so he thought aloud but these man suddenly appeared behind him. Kurt saw them and wanted to help. He tells Blaine all the details of what happened when Kurt came until the moment Kurt came until the moment they got separated at the hospital. Blaine is speechless for a moment when Tyler finishes but thanks Tyler and wishes him a good night before leaving the room.
Back at the loft Santana and Rachel get ready for bed but instead of her own bedroom Rachel follows Santana into her room. Together they lay down in bed, hands holding the others. Both look up to the ceiling.
"I'm worried about him. After everything that happened New York should've been different" Santana says "You don't know that because Kurt and I never told you but remember when Kurt wasn't at school for a week?" "Yeah. We all had an eye on him when he came back because we were worried he might do something to himself".
"At some point he thought so too. He came to my house, completely freaked out because he didn't know if he might do something. Burt was out. Since then whenever Burt was away he slept at mine or at yours. These whole spontaneous sleepovers had a reason. He protected himself from himself" Santana opens up.
"And that's why he got even more eager to move to here. No matter if we would get accepted at NYADA or not" Rachel remembers and the other girl nods "He wanted to get away from that life and all these memories in that town". "But we're here for him now just like back then at this time he has Blaine too" Rachel says.
"Our phones are charged and loud. Let's try to get at least some sleep before Blaine calls" Santana says "Goodnight Berry". "Goodnight Santana" the brunette answers and cuddles closer to the other woman. Normally Santana likes to keep her distance but a voice deep down tells her that it's okay. She needs this just as much as Rachel in this moment.