Chapter 5

The day had turned out to be a pretty warm day compared to the morning. They were about halfway through the thirty-five minutes drive to Lakeview, Ohio to Blaine's house, from Lima. Kurt had hooked up his I-pod and put his playlist on shuffle. He left the driving to Blaine this time. Kurt stared out the window, neither one of them talking much, but they were singing along with the songs. "I'm nervous!" Kurt finally admitted.

"What are you nervous about, spending time with my family?" Blaine wasn't sure if he was talking about dinner or about Daniels still.

"Your mom and dad actually, the little bit of time I have spent around them wasn't pleasant. I know they don't like me, they don't like us. It's just going to be really awkward that's all." Kurt took Blaine's hand in his and squeezed.

"Yeah, I don't know what to expect tonight. I just hope they don't disrespect you. I can't stand that!" Blaine pulled Kurt's hand to his lips and kissed the back of it. "I could really do without this whole dinner thing, but dad would be really pissed. The only reason Coop gets to miss it is because he lives out of state."

"I really can't wait to spend time with Cooper." Kurt smiled at the thought. He had seen pictures of Cooper and Blaine over the years, which Blaine had saved on his laptop. "I just hope we can get through the night without a huge fight or anything." Kurt admitted.

Blaine nodded. "Me too, I don't think I can deal with my dad after today, but I have no choice, let's just hope he's on his finest behavior." Blaine snickered. His dad always said that to him, he wanted him on his finest behavior. He shook his head. "I like this song." Blaine grinned at Kurt. Untouched by The Veronica's started to play.

"It's a really good one." Kurt agreed. "We're almost there!" Kurt noticed a landmark that he always looked for when he was close to Blaine's house. Blaine just nodded his head then clutched Kurt's hand tighter.

Blaine finally flicked the blinker on and turned to the right onto the road that leads to his house. Just a short ways down the road he flicked the blinker on again then turned into the driveway. The house was nice, big but not overly so. Kurt knew the inside was nice as well with five bedrooms, three and a half baths, and a huge kitchen, Kurt loved the kitchen here. Blaine put the car in park and turned it off. He jumped when he felt his phone vibrate. He fished it out of his pocket and clicked on the message.

Brat- Will you tell Agnes that I will be late but not too late. Oh I am bringing a guest with me too; she always makes extra food so it shouldn't be a problem. -Tess

 Blaine scowled he didn't like it when his sister called him a brat. He wrote out a quick message to her and shoved his phone back in his pocket. "Shall we go?" He held his hand out to Kurt, who still looked really nervous.

"Yes we shall." Kurt took Blaine's hand then chuckled. "We have to let go of each other to get out." They laughed, kissed and then climbed out of the car. Blaine snatched Kurt's hand again as soon as he was in reach of him.

When they got into the house it was rather quiet, they could hear humming coming from down the hall. They both removed their shoes and made their way down the hall that leads to the kitchen. Blaine pushed open the swinging door and led the way in. He smiled when he saw a short plump woman with salt and pepper hair pulled back into a bun, shuffling her way around the kitchen. She was humming, a Katy Perry song, Thinking of You, to be exact, Blaine smirked he was rubbing off on her. Blaine recognized what part of the song she was at and started to sing.

Cause when I'm with him
I am thinking of you
Thinking of you 
What you would do if
You were the one 
Who was spending the night
Oh I wish that I
Was looking into your eyes...

Blaine stopped singing and waited for the small woman to look at him before he said anything. She gave him a huge smile and made her to where he and Kurt were standing. "Aggie, Tess is going to be late and she is bringing someone with her." Blaine told her before he forgot to.

"There's that voice I've missed all weekend. C'mere, my beautiful boy!" She pulled Blaine into a tight hug and kissed him on the cheek. "There's that other beautiful boy..." She quickly pulled Kurt into a hug and kissed him also. "Your sister is going to drive me insane...I guess I can hold off dinner till she gets here." Agnes scoffed and then busied herself with cooking again. "Your father is in his study working and your mother is taking a nap before dinner, so you two can go up to your room until I call for you..." She turned and smiled at them.

"Thanks Aggie, it smells great by the way." Blaine kissed her on the cheek and then took Kurt's hand and led him upstairs.

"I absolutely love her, Carole would love her." Kurt sat down on the end of the bed.

"I love her too she's made dealing with my mom and dad easier." Blaine climbed on the bed so he was lying on his stomach. "Do you want to listen to music?" Blaine rolled over onto his side so he was facing Kurt.

"Sure I'll put it on." Kurt climbed off the bed and grabbed the control to the stereo. "What do you have in there?" Kurt titled his head to the side as he looked at Blaine he was blushing slightly. "Why are you blushing, sweetie?"

"Because, you will probably tease me..." Blaine confessed. He hid his face in the pillow as Kurt hit the play button. We've Got It Goin On by Backstreet Boys started to play. "God kill me now..." Blaine grumbled.

Kurt smiled. "Hon...I love you!" Kurt rushed over to the bed and pulled Blaine up to him. "I love that you listen to all kinds of music, but I didn't know you had this one...and I would never tease you about this...and no...I will not kill you." Kurt leaned in and kissed him. 

"Yeah you're about the only one that wouldn't tease me about it around here well minus Aggie...and I'm glad you won't kill me." Blaine smirked at him. "Just make sure it's not too loud my mom and dad doesn't like hearing my music...the only music my dad approves of is classical. He doesn't have a fit if I play my violin or the piano but hates when I sing pop music."

Kurt jumped back off the bed and grabbed the remote to the stereo again and turned it down. He started swaying with the song. He actually liked this music too. He walked over to the window it was starting to cloud in. He was standing there watching the clouds roll in, when he saw a flash of orange in the corner of his eye. It was that hideous orange truck, Daniels hideous orange truck. Kurt slowly back away from the window, he felt like he couldn't breathe, like all the air left the room. Blaine seemed to notice something was wrong he came over and took a hold of his arm. Kurt was glad because he felt like he was going to pass out. Kurt pointed to the window. His hands were shaking.

Blaine walked to the window and soon saw why Kurt was acting the way he was. Daniels had climbed out of his truck and opened the passenger side door and out stepped Blaine's sister. "What the hell..."

"What is he doing here?" Kurt squeaked.

"With my sister..." Blaine backed away from the window just as his sister kissed Daniels. Kurt wrapped his arms around him. "I can't do this I can't go down there..." Blaine shook his head he couldn't believe that Daniels now knew where he lived. He turned so he was facing Kurt and hugged him.

"Baby I know you don't want too...I don't want to either but we have to." Kurt said rubbing small circles on Blaine's back. Kurt thought of the bruise there, suddenly he didn't know who he was madder at Sebastian or Daniels. He was defiantly more scared of Daniels. Kurt kissed Blaine's neck they stood there holding each other for what seemed like ten minutes. Kurt kissed Blaine's neck again and then let out a squeak when he heard a knock on the door and then it opened.

"Hey boys are you okay?" Agnes was staring at them a questioning look on her face.

"Yes Aggie we are okay..." Blaine stood up straight and stepped away from Kurt. He put his best smile on and hoped that she would not see through it, though she tended to.

"Okay come on down your father, mother and sister, are waiting." Agnes smiled a loving smile at Blaine. Kurt loved this smile, he knew she really cared about Blaine and it warmed his heart. Cooper had been the only other one to smile at Blaine that way in this household. Kurt had seen it in pictures.

They watched as Agnes shuffled her way out of the bedroom and back down stairs. Blaine breathed a heavy sigh and then took Kurt's hand. "Let's go get this over with." Kurt nodded at him and Blaine led the way down stairs. He could smell the food that filled the house. It made his stomach growl despite how sick he felt. He led Kurt into the dining room, his father and mother were at the ends of the table and his sister and Daniels were sitting on the right hand side of the table. He motioned for Kurt to sit in the chair that was closest to his mom and he sat in the one near his dad. Blaine made eye contact with everyone except for Daniels.

Mr. Anderson was eyeing Blaine and Kurt for a good five minutes before he said anything, "Hello Mr. Hummel." His voice sounded cold. "Nice you could join us tonight." Mr. Anderson was sitting very straight in his chair, his dark brown hair combed perfectly gelled into place. Like a proper gentlemen's hair. He was still dressed in his light gray business suit with a shiny olive green tie, but had removed the jacket. He had black rimmed glasses that covered his green eyes perched on his nose. 

"Thanks for having me Mr. and Mrs. Anderson, I really appreciate it, and you can call me Kurt...if you like." Kurt felt the lump in his throat as he talked. He knew Daniels was watching him and Blaine but didn't think it was a good idea to freak out in front of Blaine's parents.

"Well it was my daughters' idea...but you're welcome, Kurt." The words sounded forced this time. Kurt noticed this and dropped his gaze to the empty table in front of him. "So, Tess, who do we have here?" Mr. Anderson asked turning his attention away from them and to his daughter.

"Oh, Papa...this is my new boyfriend, he plays hockey...and it was actually he who suggested that I invite you to dinner Kurt..." Tess giggled taking Daniels hand in hers. Tess played with her long dark brown hair with her free hand, it was wavy but no where's near as curly as Blaine's hair. Her light brown eyes sparkled when she was giggling.

Kurt noticed Blaine fidget in his seat at his sisters' words.

Mr. Anderson shook his head slightly before he spoke again. "And his name is?"

"Sorry Sir...my name is Erik Daniels...people just call me Daniels though." Daniels flashed his huge smile at Mr. Anderson.

"Well Erik, what do you do beside play hockey?" Mrs. Anderson asked. This was the first thing she had said since Blaine and Kurt had come into the room. Her dark hair was pulled back into an elegant bun, and her dark brown eyes looked sad and tired. She was a tiny woman. This is where Blaine's size came from. He looked more like his mother than his father.

"Well Mrs. Anderson, I am a senior at McKinley, Kurt's class actually, and I am the goalie on the hockey team. I work at my parents' pawn shop and I plan on playing college hockey." Daniels smiled at them all, his eyes lingering on Blaine he was obviously hoping Blaine would look at him.

"How old are you boy?" Mr. Anderson asked as he took a sip of his drink. Blaine knew it was alcohol.

"I'm nineteen almost twenty Sir." Daniels didn't hesitate in telling him. "I got held back my sophomore year due to a bad knee injury that made me miss half the year." Kurt couldn't help himself he was watching Daniels now. Even though Daniels was talking to Mr. and Mrs. Anderson his eyes lingered on Blaine. Kurt felt like screaming.

"Boy, why are you so quiet?" Mr. Anderson said narrowing his eyes at Blaine.

"Sorry Papa, I just had a long dad at school..." Blaine didn't meet his fathers' gaze when he was talking.

"Look at me when you talk and why must you wear that?" Mr. Anderson was staring at Blaine.

"Wear what?" Blaine looked up at his father. He was confused he didn't know he was wearing anything differently than he always did.

"Pink...you're practically flaunting how much of a fag you are." His tone had turned to a menacing one. "If you didn't wear things like that and..." Mr. Anderson stopped talking and looked at Kurt for a few minutes. "...people wouldn't even know you were a...you were gay." Kurt knew what he was really going to say.

Blaine tensed up at his father's words he was use to it but still didn't like hearing the hate behind them. "I'm sorry my clothes offend you, and I'm sorry that me being GAY offends you..."

Mr. Anderson cut Blaine off. "Don't get a tone with me boy..." He growled. Kurt noticed Tess and Mrs. Anderson straighten up in their chairs. "...I thought I taught you not to give me attitude...maybe I need to teach you again..." Just then Agnes came in with a cart full of plates of delicious smelling and looking food. "What did you make us tonight, Agnes?" Mr. Anderson narrowed his eyes at Blaine, who dropped his gaze, and then he turned his attention to Agnes and the food.  

Agnes frowned slightly when she took in Blaine's posture. Then she smiled at Mr. Anderson. "We've got Ricotta and Spinach Stuffed Chicken Breasts, with garlic and herb roasted potatoes and carrots for vegetable." She started placing the plates in front of everyone.

"It smells wonderful Agnes." Mrs. Anderson said as she looked at the plate of food in front of her. Agnes smiled at everyone as they started eating, but she noticed Blaine hesitate then pick up his fork and start to eat. She sighed and left the dining room. When Blaine's parents weren't around she would often eat with him in the kitchen and they would talk, she loved talking to the beautiful boy, he was the sweetest person she ever knew and it disgusted her how everyone in the family minus Cooper, treated him. Blaine and Cooper had the same hearts. Agnes sighed she had a bad feeling about tonight but hoped she was wrong.

Everyone sat in silence eating until Mr. Anderson spoke up again. "What is with your hair?" He was staring at Blaine again, whose curls were hanging on his forehead, completely gel free. "I should have your hair all chopped off, even your hair is faggy. No boy should have hair like that." Mr. Anderson reached up for one of Blaine's curls but Blaine flinched and he dropped his hand. 

"Marc, I happen to like my son's hair and you will not touch it." Mrs. Anderson snapped. Blaine knew his mother didn't like him being gay, but he knew that she had always called him her beautiful boy when he was little and she must still think that. "Your son is very handsome and I will not stand for you messing with that." His mother no longer showed her love for him, but she cared how people looked and she would not stand for Blaine's appearance to be messed up. Kurt knew that Mrs. Anderson wouldn't be acting like this with her youngest child if her husband wasn't so against Blaine being gay. He seemed to put fear in all the Anderson's.

"Cilla?" Marciano Anderson didn't know why his wife of twenty-five years was speaking to him this way. He didn't know why she seemed to stand up for his sixteen year old son when it was clear that she didn't approve of his sexuality either. He didn't even want a third child in the first place and said sixteen year old being gay made that feeling even stronger.

"Enough Marc let's just finish this lovely food in front of us in peace. We do not need to have a family squabble when we have guests." Priscilla Anderson scolded her husband giving Daniels an apologetic smile. But she never looked at Kurt.

The next ten minutes were spent in silence. A few minutes later Agnes was shuffling back in with the cart, this time filled with plates of dessert. Agnes cleared the dirty dishes and then sat the dessert in front of everyone. "It's White Chocolate Raspberry Cheesecake." She told everyone.

Kurt thought it looked so delicious and bet it taste even better. He just hoped he could eat it all. Kurt turned his attention to Blaine, he watched him take a few bites of the cheesecake, and he seemed to savor every bite. Kurt loved watching him eat, he usually didn't like watching people eat but he loved to watch Blaine, he knew it was because of Blaine's mouth. He bit his own bottom lip he couldn't have those thoughts right now, not with Mr. Anderson in the room. Kurt took a deep breath and then started eating his own piece of cheesecake. It was delicious.

"So Erik, are you and my son friends?" Mr. Anderson asked. He seemed to not like the silence.

"Not really Sir...we don't run in the same crowd." Daniels smiled at Blaine.

Mr. Anderson just nodded. "No I wouldn't think so..." Mr. Anderson sat back in his chair and sipped from his glass. "...he is into polo and fencing, I don't suppose your school offers that do they?" Daniels just shook his head.

Blaine didn't know much about alcohol but from the color of the liquid it looked like apple juice. He remembered when he was younger and he had been watching his dad drink from a glass very similar to this one and his dad had sat it down, so he took a sip he had thought it was apple juice but his dad slapped him really hard and said that it was whiskey and not for children. Blaine assumed this was what his dad was drinking right now. He also noticed this was his third glass since they had been at the dinner table. The thought made Blaine shuddered he didn't like his father drunk. It was the only time he was truly scared of him.

Kurt noticed Blaine's shudder and put his hand on his leg and gave a light squeeze it was under the table so he knew no one would see. He knew Blaine wanted to leave the table but he didn't seem to dare ask too. He was fidgeting though.

"Papa, can we be excused?" Tess asked smiling at her father. He motioned for them to leave the table and Blaine was the first one to stand up. Even Tess looked nervous and was in a hurry to leave the room. She led Daniels out of the dining room and into the living room.

Kurt took Blaine's hand once they were out of sight of his mom and dad. "Come on hun...let's go upstairs." Kurt said pulling Blaine up the stairs. Daniels was watching them from the living room.

Blaine closed to door behind them, debating on locking it, but he decided that wouldn't be a good idea with his dad in the house. Blaine walked to the bed and lay down on his stomach. "I'm sorry about my dad." Blaine turned his head so he was looking at Kurt.

Kurt sat down on the middle of the bed. "C'mere, my gorgeous man!" Kurt motioned for Blaine to come to him.

Blaine crawled to Kurt lying on the bed beside him he wrapped his arms around his waist burying his face in to Kurt's stomach. Blaine was usually the protector in the relationship but he just needed Kurt to hold him so he could feel protected. His father, Sebastian and now Daniels, it was all too much and he didn't know how to change any of it. He nuzzled his nose into Kurt's stomach when he felt Kurt caressing his side. "I didn't know there was anything wrong with pink." Blaine muttered. "I like pink..."

"Shh, sweetie there is nothing wrong with pink. I love you in pink." Kurt leaned down and kissed the top of Blaine's head. He didn't know why his dad had picked on him about his clothes. Kurt loved him in this outfit. "And there is nothing wrong with your curls either, I would have to go all Lorena Bobbit on his ass if he touched your hair..." Kurt growled. Blaine laughed quietly at this. Kurt started running his fingers through Blaine's soft curls. 

Blaine pulled away from Kurt and climbed so he was lying with his head on the pillows on his back. He motioned for Kurt with is finger. Kurt smiled at him and climbed so he was hovering over Blaine. He quickly maneuvered himself so he was straddling Blaine's hips. He sat his full weight on him. "We can make out, but don't get too carried away okay?" Blaine said to Kurt with a smirk.

"Can I take this off you?" Kurt put his fingers on the bowtie. Blaine nodded. Kurt wanted better access to the soft skin of Blaine's neck. Kurt smiled as Blaine tilted his head back granting him full access to his neck. Kurt started by kissing Blaine's jaw and then slowly moved down his neck leaving butterfly kisses the whole way. "I love you!" He breathed against his neck.

"I love you too!" Blaine never got sick of those words, hearing them or saying them. He ran a hand down Kurt's spine.

"God damn, can I take over?" Kurt and Blaine both jumped. "It would be much hotter if I was the one with my lips all over you Anderson." Daniels was standing in the doorway of Blaine's room. Neither Kurt nor Blaine had heard him open the door and he was glad of that. Daniels was smirking at them. He stepped into the room and closed the door behind him.

"Get out of my room!" Blaine snarled.

"Now why would I do that, I have to make good on what I said earlier." He started walking towards the bed.

"I will scream..." Kurt shrieked, but he found it hard to raise his voice, he didn't know if involving Blaine's dad would make the situation worse.

"Didn't we go through this earlier Lady Face?" Daniels sounded meaner when he said this. He was obviously horny and was frustrated. "You know your sister won't put out...she said she isn't that easy." Daniels laughed at these words. "Maybe this Anderson will be." He advanced on Blaine and Kurt.

"Get away!" Kurt lay so he was flat on top of Blaine he was trying to act like a shield though he doubted it would do any good. Kurt was right it didn't do any good. Daniels grabbed him and yanked him off of Blaine. Kurt yelped at the force behind it.

Blaine launched himself off the bed and pushed Daniels, making him lose his grip on Kurt's arm. "Don't you ever fuckin' touch him again..."

 Daniels raised an eyebrow then his lip curled up into a dodgy smirk. "You're even hotter when you're mad." At these words Daniels pushed Kurt away, making him fall to the floor with a squeak. He grabbed Blaine and pushed him down on the bed. Blaine doubled up his fist, but Daniels noticed what he was doing this time and grabbed Blaine's wrists and pinned them to the bed above his head.

Kurt got himself up off the floor and rushed at Daniels he didn't know what he was going to be able to do but he had to try something, right? He really wished he had his sai swords with him, he never liked the idea of violence but the really wished he had them.

Daniels noticed Kurt out of the corner of his eye, he thought it was funny that he was going to try to stop him, Blaine and Kurt together just barely equaled his own weight, and he knew he was big, but he was a good skater and everyone liked him so he didn't think it mattered. And he wasn't fat he was muscled after all, which was a plus for this. When Kurt got to him he pushed him away, causing him to fall to the floor again. This made Blaine squirm in his grasp. He didn't know how he was going to do deal with Anderson and Hummel. If he knocked Hummel out and someone came in he couldn't explain his way out of it as quickly, and it turned him on to know that Hummel had to watch him have his way with his gorgeous boyfriend.

"Get off him!" Kurt cried his voice a little louder than before. It took him a little longer to get up this time, he had landed on his wrist and it was throbbing.

"Oh I will get off...in him..." Daniels laugh was full of mirth when he heard Kurt gasp at his words. Daniels roughly started undoing Blaine's belt, then made work of his button and zipper. He noticed Kurt coming at him again. Just one elbow in the stomach might keep him down longer. Daniels elbow Kurt in the stomach knocking the wind out of him and he buckled over on himself stumbling backwards. Daniels chuckled at this and turned his attention back to the writhing boy under him. He released Blaine's wrists and yanked the shirt up over his head and tossed it onto the floor.

Blaine put his hands on Daniels chest trying to push him away. He never felt so weak in his life, since that night when he was fourteen. He couldn't move Daniels he was too big.

Kurt noticed a flash of pink land at his feet and he found it harder to breathe. He knew he should get help but who would help in this house, Daniels would twist this around so it looked like it was all Blaine's fault. He didn't know what to do. Kurt snapped his head up when he heard Daniels say something.

"God I was right you look even sexier under the clothes...I'm so hard for you Anderson." Daniels started undoing his own jeans and then pulled Blaine's all the way off him, he had to back away from Blaine slightly to do so, Blaine ended up kicking him in the shoulder with a lot of force, he staggered backwards and started rubbing his shoulder. Daniels growled and stomped back towards the bed pushing Kurt down roughly to the floor again.

Kurt got back up and rushed towards Daniels and grabbed his hair with both hands. He knew this would hurt and he hoped it would help. Daniels growled and Kurt heard Blaine yelp, this made him lose grip on Daniels and then he was flung down onto the bed. Kurt gasped when he realized why Blaine yelped Daniels had forced a finger into Blaine. Kurt heard Blaine yelp again as Daniels roughly thrust his finger into Blaine and then Daniels jumped backwards. Kurt thought it was because he realized he was hurting Blaine, but then he heard the doorknob turn and the door was being pushed open. And the scene that happened around him, happened fast. Daniels had pulled a teary eyed Blaine up and then started yelling at him.

"Get off me you freak...I don't want you..." He practically threw Blaine back down on the bed.

"What the hell?" Tess was standing in the doorway her eyes wide with shock.

"Your pr...pussy of a bother is crazy...he threw himself at me, like a crazed lunatic." Daniels rushed over to Tess' side he held a disgusted look on his face now, though Kurt thought it looked like it pained him to do so.

Kurt new that Daniels was going to call Blaine pretty again. "That's a lie!" Kurt shouted. He watched as Blaine took the throw blanket off the bed and wrapped it around himself. His body was shaking but Kurt knew he wasn't cold. "Baby, come here." Kurt wrapped his arms around Blaine. "Get dressed we are leaving." Kurt whispered in his ear. Blaine nodded. Kurt watched Tess stride out of the room and then he heard her called to her father. Oh shit!

It only took a few minutes before Mr. Anderson was standing in the door way too. "What is going on here?" His words were slightly slurred.

"Papa, Erik said Blaine attacked him...Blaine's naked..." Tess said shock still on her face.

Kurt wrapped his arms around Blaine. He didn't want to let him go.

"Is this true?" Mr. Anderson growled.

Daniels looked at Kurt holding Blaine then narrowed his eyes. "Yes it's true he stripped out of his clothes and charged me saying he wanted me...All I came in for was to talk..." Daniels was fighting back a smirk at Kurt's shocked look.

Kurt had been right Daniels was going to blame all this on Blaine.

"Get out..." Mr. Anderson growled at Tess and Daniels. Tess didn't hesitate she grabbed Daniels hand and led him away. He strode across the room looking at the clothes on the floor. He remained silent for some time, and then he grabbed Blaine's hair and pulled him up off the bed and away from Kurt. "IS THIS TRUE?" He hissed.

"No...I didn't..." Blaine yelp as his dad yanked harder on his hair wrenching his head back into a painful position. This caused Blaine to lose hold of the blanket that covered his naked body and it fell to the floor. Mr. Anderson spun Blaine around and back-handed him across the face. Blaine lost his balance and fell onto the bed.

Kurt had never seen anyone hit someone with that much force before. "Sir...Blaine didn't do anything...please stop." Kurt pleaded. Kurt watched Blaine holding onto his face, he saw tears running down his cheeks.

"You stay out of this..." Mr. Anderson snapped. He leaned down and grabbed something off the floor.

Kurt was staring at Blaine he wanted to hold him but knew his father wouldn't allow it. Kurt noticed something white in Mr. Anderson hand, it was Blaine's belt. Kurt gasped, he watched Mr. Anderson raise his hand and bring the belt down across Blaine's lower stomach and Blaine let out a blood curdling scream. "If I have to beat the gay out of you boy so be it..." Mr. Anderson hissed as he brought the belt down on his sons exposed skin again.  "I brought you into this world and I can surely take you out of it..." Kurt felt all the warmth leave them room at Mr. Anderson words and he heard the blood curdling scream escape his boyfriends' lips again. Kurt was trying to get his body to move, but he was frozen. He heard the belt meet Blaine's skin again and it snapped him out of the daze he was in. Four times! He tried to grab the belt, but Mr. Anderson realized what he was doing.

 "BOY, DON'T YOU DARE...I MAY NOT BE ABLE TO TOUCH YOU...BUT YOU SURE AS HELL AREN'T GOING TO STOP ME FROM TEACHING MY SON A LESSON...JUST DON'T..." He roared.

Kurt was scared to death and didn't know what to do. He felt the tears running down his face. He was watching Blaine he was curled into a ball now his body shaking uncontrollably. This made Kurt cry more.

Mr. Anderson started to raise the belt again but then let his arm fall back down. Kurt noted that he seemed to run out of anger and energy. He strode out of the room but stopped in the doorway. "I want you out of my house Mr. Hummel..."

"I'm not leaving without Blaine."

Mr. Anderson glared at Kurt, his eyes like ice yet fire at the same time. "Pfft...he won't be any good for you tonight." Kurt knew what he was implying. "Portarlo a casa e scopare per lui tutte le cure che. Egli non è buono per altri scopi." Mr. Anderson seemed to notice the confused look on Kurt's face. "Take him home and fuck him for all I care. He is not good for anything else." He spat and then turned on his heels and stumbled down the hallway.

Kurt knew his mouth was hung open. He shook his head closed the door locking it and then ran to the bed. "Blaine, Honey..." Kurt picked the blanket up off the floor. He gentle set a hand on Blaine's hip he felt him flinched at his touch. "Roll over please let me look at you." Kurt knew Blaine's dad had hit him before but he didn't think he had ever done anything like this before.

Blaine slowly rolled over, letting out another scream as he did so, that he muffed with the blanket. His stomach felt like it was on fire. "I'm so sorry baby..." Blaine choked out. He gazed up at Kurt through tear filled eyes.

Kurt struggled for breath when he saw Blaine's body. He had four red welts that criss-crossed each other. One was dangerously low and stretched across his hip under the bruise that already branded his beautiful skin. "Honey there is nothing for you to be sorry for." Kurt leaned down and lightly pressed his lips to Blaine's. "You did nothing wrong!" Blaine winced and Kurt felt his swollen lip, his father's back-handed blow had landed on his mouth and his lip was spilt.

Blaine reached a hand up and wiped the tears off Kurt's cheek. "Can you help me get dressed and get some stuff together I'm staying with you for awhile..." Blaine let out a yelp when he moved.

Kurt nodded covered Blaine with the blanket and then climbed off the bed. He got a pair of sweats and a t-shirt out of the dresser for Blaine to wear right now. Then he walked to Blaine's closet and pulled out the suitcase. Kurt didn't know how Blaine's mother didn't hear his screams earlier. Either that she did and was ignoring it. When he was finished putting everything in the suitcase, he double checked to make sure he had all Blaine's school things and everything out to the bathroom. He took his phone out of his pocket. He knew he needed to call someone. Should I call dad? Finn? Santana? Puck? I don't know...maybe I shouldn't call anyone just get me and Blaine out of here. "Honey this is going to hurt, putting the clothes on." Kurt picked up the sweats and t-shirt. Blaine nodded at him. "I think it will work best if we get you to your feet, less bending and moving that way." Blaine nodded again. Kurt got him to his feet and Blaine buried his face in Kurt's shoulder biting to stifle his scream.

"My skin feels like it's on fire." Blaine whimpered his voice came out as a whisper against Kurt's neck.

"Shh, baby it's going to be okay...I'll take care of you!" Kurt was rubbing Blaine's back. He remembered what Daniels had done to Blaine too. "Baby how bad did Daniels hurt you?" Blaine just shook his head. Kurt realized he was in too much pain to tell how bad he was hurt from that. "Come on let's get you dressed." Kurt stepped away from him and took the blanket away. He crouched down and Blaine put his hands on Kurt's shoulders so he could keep his balance as he stepped into the sweat pants. Kurt pulled them up and gently let the waist band set on Blaine's hips, he still winced though. The t-shirt was loose enough that it wouldn't put too much pressure on the welts. Blaine stifled another scream into Kurt's neck. "Come on honey, I have to get you out of here." Kurt wanted to carry Blaine but knew even though Blaine was small he couldn't carry his weight. I need help. Kurt took his phone back out, thirty-five minutes was a long time to wait but he knew Blaine couldn't walk on his own not without screaming.

He also really needed support right now, he didn't think Finn would come and not ask questions. He knew everyone would ask questions, but wanted someone that would leave it alone for a later time. He took out his phone and browsed through the contacts.

Artie-not an option...

Brittany- don't think she can help...

Carole-hell no, she would bring dad and that wouldn't be good...

Dad-Noooo...he would try to kill Mr. Anderson, not such a bad idea...

Finn- He was looking to be the best option so far...

Jeff- Westerville is too far away...

Mercedes- Too many questions would be asked and he needed a guy to help him...although he wanted someone to cry with right now too...

Mike- ...

Mr. Schuester- I wouldn't know how to tell him what just happened...

Nick- Westerville...

Puck-This is who I needed help from I know Puck has a temper, but also I think he would listen to me and not act on that temper. I'll get him to bring Santana too...

Kurt clicked the talk button and the phone started to ring. He sighed trying to get his voice even. "Hi, Puck...before you can say much, let me just say this...I need your help..." Kurt blurted out when he heard someone pick up the line.

"Okay...what do you need?" Puck asked a little confused.

"I need you to get to Blaine's house as fast as you can..." Kurt quickly raddled off the address. "...bring Santana with you please. When you get here just come in and upstairs, the first door on the left... Please hurry." Kurt felt his heart beating really fast.

"Okay, we'll be there soon." Kurt could hear the nervous tone of Puck's voice then heard the line go dead.

Kurt put his phone back in his pocket and took a deep breath. Blaine had his face still buried in his neck. Kurt started rubbing what he hoped were soothing circles on Blaine's back. "Puck will be here soon to help me get you out of here..." Kurt told him and walked them to the wall near the window so he could watch out it. Kurt leaned his back against the wall beside the desk that sat in front of the window and he felt Blaine put almost all his weight leaning on him, keeping his bottom half away. Blaine's breath was ragged Kurt could tell he was in a lot of pain. "Blaine, look at me..." Kurt put a hand on the back of Blaine's neck.

  Blaine nuzzled his nose against Kurt's soft skin then picked his head up. He met Kurt's eyes and could see the pain that it was causing him to see him in pain. "I'll be okay baby..." Blaine leaned in and kissed Kurt, winced his lip started to throb but he didn't pull away from the kiss. He didn't know what part of him hurt the worst it was all blurring into one.

When Kurt heard his boyfriend wince again he pulled away. "I'm going to lay you back on the bed..." Kurt walked them to the bed and carefully helped Blaine lie down but no matter how careful they were another scream escaped his lips, it was not as awful sounding as earlier but it still broke Kurt's heart. Kurt jumped when he heard a knock on the door. Puck and Santana wouldn't be here yet. Kurt climbed off the bed and went to the door not opening it. "Who is it?"

"It's Tess...let me in..." Blaine's sister called from behind the door.

"No...go away..." Kurt was trying hard not to scream at her.

"He is my brother now open the damn door..." Tess growled.

Kurt heard a growl come from behind his lips also and then unlocked and opened the door. "What do you want?"

"I wanted to ask Blaine why he did what he did." Tess crossed her arms over her chest.

"Blaine did...Blaine didn't do anything your stupid boyfriend...he lied. He attacked your brother, forced..." Kurt cut himself off he didn't want to say what Daniels did. "You've known Blaine all his life and you really believe he would do that?" Kurt couldn't help it his anger was too much now. "How dare you blame any of this on Blaine...you stuck up bitch..." Kurt didn't usually call people names but he was angry and she was there for him to take his anger out on.

    Tess narrowed her eyes at Kurt, Kurt thought it looked like she wanted to slap him, but she didn't and then looked at Blaine, let out a huff and then stomped out of the room.

"Oh the nerve of her..." Kurt shut the door again and came back over to the bed. "Sweetie, how are you doing?" He sat down on the bed beside Blaine.

"It still feels like it's on fire, but I'm doing okay." Blaine took Kurt's hand in his and squeezed it. "Don't let Tess get to you, she's daddies little girl and she always did things to get me in trouble when we were younger." Blaine was rubbing the back of Kurt's hand with his thumb.

"Here let's move the clothes off them..." Kurt lifted the waist band of the sweats and replaced it so it was lying under the lowest of the welts and then he pulled up the shirt. "They look so painful, I'm so sorry..." Kurt leaned down and kissed him on the neck. "I'm going to take care of these when we get back to my place." Kurt heard a car door slam closed and he jumped off the bed and ran to the window. It was Puck and Santana, it had only been about twenty-five minutes and they were here already. Kurt watched them until they disappeared when they got to the front door. He heard the door down stairs open and then it closed a few seconds later and then footsteps running up the stairs. Kurt waited for the knock before he went to the door and unlocked it. He cracked it open then walked to the bed. "Come on in."

"Dude what is going on?" Noah asked when he came into the room, Santana right behind him, closing the door behind her.

"Kurt...what's happened?" Santana came over to the bed. "What's wrong with Blaine?" Kurt had draped the blanket over him but he was lying on the bed not moving.

"Before I tell you two, I need you to promise me that you will both control your temper, will you promise me that?" Kurt got up and strode to the window he noticed that Daniels truck was no longer here. They won't be able to attack him then...

Santana and Puck both looked at each other. "We promise..." They said in accord.

Kurt took a deep breath. "We finished dinner with Blaine's parents and we came up here to cuddle...his dad had been very rude at dinner and it had upset us. Well I was kissing Blaine's neck and then Daniels came in..." Kurt didn't want to tell this but he felt he needed to if he was going to ask them to help get Blaine home. "He attacked us, threw me on the floor, then pinned Blaine to the bed, striped him..." Kurt stopped talking when he saw Santana raise her hand and cover her mouth. "...he didn't do that, but..." Kurt hoped Santana would realize what he was getting at so he wouldn't have to say it.

"What did he do?" Puck asked he looked really upset as he looked at Blaine.

"He used his fingers didn't he?" Santana asked, though she already knew the answer.

Kurt nodded. He watched as Puck's eyes widened. "He didn't get a chance to do more because Blaine's sister Tess came in, and Daniels made it seem like Blaine had forced himself on Daniels and had gone completely crazy. Tess ran out of the room and called to her dad. He has been drinking all night. Mr. Anderson came in and got really angry and then did this..." Kurt moved the blanket off Blaine. Santana and Puck both gasped. "And this is why I need your help Puck...he can't walk without practically screaming."

Santana came over to the bed. "What did he use to do this?"

"My belt..." Blaine bit his bottom lip then winced.

"Have you put anything on them?" She asked, she noticed how low the one red welt was and shook her head. "That one is in a dangerous spot..."

"I was going to as soon as I get him home...I know and that one is the reddest too." Kurt closed his eyes then shook his head.

"I think my dad was aiming lower but he was drunk so he missed..." Blaine admitted.

"Dude that is just wrong in so many ways..." Puck shook his head. "Let's get him out of here." He added and stepped closer to the bed.

Kurt draped the blanket back over Blaine. "Yes let's..." Kurt could tell that both Santana and Puck were angry but as they had promised were keeping it under control. Kurt leaned down and kissed Blaine. "It's going to hurt when Puck moves you."

Blaine nodded. "Kurt its okay, baby I know...I'm ready." Blaine put his arm across his mouth to stifle the scream when Noah scooped him up into his arms. Even though he was gentle when his body bent, he started seeing spots as the pain shot through him.

"I'm sorry..." Noah whispered to Blaine as he saw the pain that just moving Blaine had cause. "Can you put your arms around my neck I don't want to drop you?"

Blaine nodded and wrapped his arms around his neck. "I'm sorry you have to do this." Blaine bit his bottom lip again and winced.

"It's okay I don't mind...did your dad do that too?" Noah asked looking at Blaine's spilt lower lip it was swollen too.

"Yeah he back handed me..."

"Really hard..." Kurt added as he picked up the suitcase that had Blaine's stuff in it. "I've never seen anyone hit someone with that much force. If it had been me he probably would have broke my jaw." Kurt shuddered at the thought.

"How's your jaw?" Noah asked.

"It's fine, better than the rest of me." Blaine closed his eyes.

"His mom didn't do anything while this was going on?" Santana whispered to Kurt.

"No, no one did. I'm sure Aggie would have but she would get fired if she did." Kurt told her keeping his voice low as they made their way down stairs following Puck and Blaine. Blaine was watching Kurt over Puck's shoulder like he was afraid he would disappear if he didn't keep his eyes on him. Kurt smiled at him and caught up to Puck. "I'm right here I'm not leaving you." Kurt kissed Blaine's arm that was wrapped around the back of Puck's neck.

Santana grabbed the door handle.

"Hold on I'll be right back." Kurt kissed Blaine's arm again and jogged down the short hallway that led to the kitchen he knew Aggie was still in there. He wanted to let her know that Blaine was hurt but he was going to be okay. "Aggie..." Kurt said in a low voice. She came around the corner and pulled him into a bear hug.

"How is my sweet, sweet boy?" Agnes asked her voice hoarse.

Kurt could tell she had been crying. "He is hurt...but I will take care of him and he will be okay. I promise..." Kurt hugged her back. "Here is my number you can call and check on him..." Kurt wrote his number down for her and handed her the piece of paper.

"Thank you my dear boy. You take care of him." Agnes hugged him again then turned her attention back to what she was doing.

Kurt left the kitchen and jogged back to the front door. "Sorry, I'm ready now." Kurt was glad that Puck lifted weights it meant he could lift Blaine's weight without having too much trouble. "Don't drop him..." Kurt smiled at Puck.

"I won't, I can lift more than him when I'm lifting weights." Puck smiled back at Kurt.

When they reached the car Kurt opened the front door. "Maybe you should put me down and I climb in on my own I don't want you to hurt your back." Blaine told Puck.

"Are you sure you can?" Noah asked concerned.

"Yeah I think I can." Blaine nodded he wanted to try, after all he was going to have to walk on his own when they got to Kurt's. "It's okay Noah..." Blaine added when he felt him hesitate in putting him down.

Puck nodded and slowly lowered Blaine to his feet. Puck scrunched his eyebrows together as he listened and watched Blaine. He was wincing and yelping from the pain and his face was contorted when he started to move. Puck shook his head he didn't understand how someone could do this to another person, especially someone like Blaine, he had never seen Blaine hurt anyone.

 Blaine started to climb in the front seat, but Kurt put a hand on his back. "Honey you should get in the back so you can lie down." Blaine nodded in agreement and slowly climbed in the car he got onto his back so he was stretched out. He wrapped the blanket around himself. He watched Kurt as he leaned in the car and buckled the seat belt for him. "Thank you babe..."

 "Is he going to be okay?" Puck asked when Kurt emerged from the car again.

"I hope so...I don't know how bad he is hurt or how long it will take for the pain to go away..." Kurt took the keys from his pocket. "Thank you guys for coming. I couldn't have done it alone." Kurt smiled at Puck.

"You're welcome." Puck was biting his bottom lip now.

"I'm going to drive if that's okay. Puck will follow then take me home but I don't want you two to be alone...you should be back there with him." Santana took the keys from Kurt's hand and smiled at him.

Kurt let out a sigh of relief he didn't want to drive he just wanted to hold Blaine. "I think there is enough room for me to lie down back there with him. "Thank you so much San..." Kurt pulled her into a bear hug and he felt a tear roll down his cheek. Kurt released her and rushed to the back door. He leaned in and unbuckled Blaine. "Blaine, honey scoot forward as far as you can." Kurt got on his knees on the back seat and help Blaine move. He then stretched out the safety belt all the way and climbed so he was lying behind Blaine, slid him back against him and then fastened the belt around both of them, making sure it wasn't touching Blaine's injured stomach. He wrapped his arms around his boyfriend then kissed his neck. Kurt knew where to place his arms so he wouldn't hit any of the welts.

Kurt watched the handsome boy in his arms as he licked his bottom lip and then winced. It was very much swollen now, though the bleeding had stopped, it was still really red. Kurt kissed his neck again. "I love you!"

"I love you too!"

Santana pulled the car into the driveway of the Hudson-Hummel house. She glanced into the back seat, Blaine had his eyes closed, Kurt's eyes were open and he was staring at Blaine's face, he still had his arms wrapped around him and was ghosting his finger on Blaine's chest with one hand and holding Blaine's hand in the other. She had heard Blaine winced a lot on the car ride home, the roads were full of holes, she had said profanities at the potholes whenever one tried to swallow the car. Santana watched as Kurt's red rimmed eyes met hers, he looked so scared. "Are you okay?" She whispered.

Kurt nodded half-heartedly, he didn't know if he was okay. He had almost watched his boyfriend get raped, and then he actually had to watch him get whipped with a belt. He didn't know if he was ever going to be able to forget that, any of it. "Blaine, baby...we're home." Kurt liked the sound of that, of Blaine being able to call his home, home too. He kissed Blaine's neck again and waited for him to open his eyes.

Blaine felt his breath hitch then he opened his eyes and nodded at Kurt, giving him a small smile.

Kurt took his phone out of his pocket and looked at the clock. They had gotten home in time he wasn't late for his curfew that he had on school days. It read ten-thirty pm. Kurt sighed. His dad and Carole would probably be awake still. He knew his dad was going to flip out when he saw the condition Blaine was in.

"Do you want me to stay with you tonight?" Santana asked when she saw the nervous look on Kurt's face.

Kurt smiled at her. "You would do that?"

"Yes I would...he's in rough shape Kurt and you both look like you could use someone to keep you company." Santana climbed out of the car and came around and opened the back door on the passenger's side. She watched as Kurt unbuckled them and slowly climbed out of the car and then he helped Blaine out. She watched as Blaine tried to steady himself, his legs didn't look like they wanted to hold his weight and he looked completely exhausted. "I'm going to go talk to Puck real quick, I'll be right back." Santana jogged over to Puck's car where he had it parked on the curb. Santana came jogging back over a few minutes later and Puck pulled away from the curb and down the road.

Kurt took Blaine's hand as they slowly made their way to the front door. Santana was carrying Blaine's bags. "Dad we're home..." Kurt called when they entered the house, he didn't know where his dad was.

Burt came out into the hallway. "What happened?" He was looking at Kurt but his eyes kept drifting to Blaine who kept his head dropped not making eye contact. Burt stepped forward and put his hand under Blaine's chin and lifted it up. "Blaine what happened, son?" Burt scowled when he saw the state of Blaine's lip.  

Blaine looked into Burt's eyes, he knew he couldn't lie to him but he couldn't bring himself to tell him either. "Family issues..." Blaine knew it wouldn't be enough for Burt but he just really wanted to lie down.

"It's been a really long day dad, do you mind if we just go to bed and I'll talk to you about it in the morning? Oh Santana is staying the night too, if that's okay." Kurt wasn't sure if his dad was going to let this slide or not.

Burt raised an eyebrow. "Why doesn't Santana take Blaine upstairs, he looks wiped out and you stay and talk to me for a minute...?"

Kurt looked at his dad for a few minutes before he turned to Blaine and pulled him into a gentle hug, not wanting to push their bodies together and cause him any pain. "You can go up with Santana, she will take care of you and I will be up in a few minutes." Kurt gently kissed him.

Blaine kissed Kurt back and then looked at Santana and she wrapped an arm around his back and they headed up the stairs he was wincing at every step, the welt across his hip and lower stomach was rubbing on the sweats every time he moved. His bottom lip was throbbing and he could taste a little blood in his mouth still. "I think he spilt the inside of my lip too." Blaine told Santana as they walked into Kurt's room. "I taste blood still..."

"Blaine, let's get you on the bed and then I'll go get you a drink then we'll talk okay?" Santana said as she helped him on the bed. Blaine nodded at her. She ran a hand through his curls and then left the room.

"Kurt what happened tonight?" Burt questioned.

"Dad really can't this wait till morning?" Kurt pleaded.

"Kurt, tell me." Burt was growing impatient he didn't know why his kid wasn't talking to him about what happened.

Kurt knew this conversation was going to take almost an hour and he didn't want to wait that long to go tend to Blaine. "Dad really, I need to go be with Blaine...just know that yes he is hurt, no I am not..." Kurt added when he saw the look on his dad's face. "...his dad was involved, he was drunk, and things got bad. I promise I will explain it all after I get Blaine to go to sleep if you want me too but I'm also really tired and would like to go to bed." Kurt turned his attention to the stairs when he heard someone coming. Santana waved and made her way to the kitchen. "And Santana is staying here because I need a girl to talk to; nothing against you dad but she will understand all my emotions better. But just let me go tend to Blaine and I promise I will talk to you about it in full later, we both will." Kurt ended his rant and just looked at his dad.

"Okay I'll hold you to your words, just let me know if I can do anything." Burt said as he removed his hat and rubbed the top of his head. Kurt smiled at him and hugged him. "I love you kiddo!" Burt hugged his son back.

"I love you too dad!" Burt gave Kurt a smile at his words and then turned and walked back into the living room.

Kurt made his way to the kitchen to join Santana. "How is he doing?"

"He's in a lot of pain but he isn't letting it show that much right now." Santana said as she took a bottle of apple juice out the refrigerator. "He likes this right?" She realized she didn't really know that much about what Blaine liked other than coffee with cinnamon in it, bowties, his hot pink sunglasses, Kurt and music. She had seen him drinking a lot of apple juice at lunch though so she guessed he liked that as well.

"Yes that's his favorite." Kurt smiled at her. "I think I'll take some popcorn up with us too." Kurt went to the pantry and got out the popcorn and shoved it into the microwave. "I think I need to find some pain medicine and would ice or heat work best?"

"I think ice would work the best, and you should find something to put on those welts too." Santana grabbed a couple cans of diet coke out of the fridge and sat them on the table with the bottle of apple juice.

"Yeah I have vitamin E oil for that...it works really well...I'm just afraid to touch them." Kurt admitted and he felt his body shiver at the thought of causing his boyfriend more pain. When the popcorn was done he emptied the bag into the bowl then sat it down on the table with the drinks and walked into the bathroom. He browsed through the medicine cabinet. He found a half full bottle of a strong pain medicine and sighed with relief, he was gratefully for the fact that his dad hadn't disposed of them yet. He couldn't remember why his dad had had them but was glad they were there. He read the label take one to two tablets every four to six hours as needed for pain. Kurt hoped Blaine would only need to take them tonight and tomorrow. He twisted the cap and shook out eight onto his hand and then put them in the pocket of his cardigan sweater. He smiled at Santana she had the drinks and the cold rice bag in her arms, he picked up the bowl of popcorn and they made their way back upstairs.

"Hey baby..." Blaine said to Kurt with a big smile when he and Santana came into the room, even though he was in pain he loved the sight of Kurt and it always brought a smile to his face.

Kurt returned the smile and made his way to the bed. He took out two of the pain pills from his pocket and sat down on the edge of the bed. "Here you should take these." He handed the pills to Blaine then took the apple juice from Santana, opened it for Blaine then held it out to him.

Blaine propped himself up on one elbow wincing slightly as his stomach moved. He popped the pills in his mouth then washed them down the apple juice. "Thank you, I love you!" Blaine handed him back the bottle and lowered himself back flat on his back. "Will you cuddle with me?" Blaine asked hoping he would say yes he just wanted to be held.  

"I will but we need to tend to those first." Kurt ran a hand down Blaine's cheek when he saw him frown. "Let's get these clothes off you." Kurt looked at Santana she was taking a sip from her soda can, her eyes widened slightly. Kurt smiled. Kurt slid Blaine's shirt off and then slowing pulled the waist band away from Blaine's hips and then pulled the back down over his butt then off his legs and feet. He quickly arranged the blanket over him so it was sitting just below his hips but covering his lower half.

Blaine gave Santana a shy smile as she came over to the bed. "Hi curls..." She ran a hand through his curls again. "Kurt, I can do that if you want to hold him, I think it's going to hurt."  Santana offered.

"Yes, please, the oil is in the cupboard in the bathroom." Kurt pointed to the bathroom door. Santana nodded. Kurt climbed on the bed so he was lying beside Blaine. He looked down at Blaine's body. The marks were still bright red. "If that would was just about an inch lower it would have..." Kurt let out a small groan at the thought of that.

Blaine turned his head and buried his face in Kurt's neck. He could hear Santana as she made her way back across the bedroom. He felt his body stiffen he knew it was going to hurt. Blaine groaned when he felt Kurt move away from him, but then smiled as Kurt lowered his top half onto Blaine's chest and then started to kiss his neck. Blaine knew he was trying to distract him from what was going to happen.

Kurt stopped kissing Blaine when he felt his body shudder then tighten. He looked up at Blaine's face he had his arm rested over his mouth and he was biting his arm. "Shh, baby its okay..." Kurt removed Blaine's arm and let him bury his face into his shoulder. He glanced down to what Santana was doing she was gentle rubbing the oil over the red lines, he yelped slightly when Blaine pinched his skin as he bit down on Kurt's shoulder to stifle his noise. "Santana just do it as fast as you can...I don't know how much more pain he can take tonight."

Kurt felt Blaine's body as it went completely limp when Santana removed her hands from him. He looked up at Blaine he had his fingers on his lip. "Here let me look." Kurt tenderly ran a finger over the puffy bottom lip of his boyfriend who grimaced somewhat, but then smiled at Kurt. "I think it will be okay, but to keep it from swelling more put this on it." Kurt picked up the rice bag and wrapped the hand towel around it then gently laid it on Blaine's lip.

"Baby..." Blaine's voice was muffled behind the rice bag.

Kurt pulled it away from Blaine's face. "What honey?"

Blaine took Kurt's left wrist into his hands. "How is your wrist?" He remembered the way Kurt had been holding onto it when Daniels had shoved him to the floor.

Kurt smiled at him. "Sweetie I'm fine, see..." Kurt rotated his wrist over and over again he didn't feel any pain in it. He was glad he didn't want to have to be nursing any wounds of his own too.

"And how is your stomach?" Blaine asked as he ran a hand over Kurt's shirt.

Kurt smiled, he should have known that Blaine had been paying attention to everything that Daniels had done to him and he was worried about Kurt. Kurt leaned back away from Blaine slightly sitting up he took off his cardigan sweater and laid it on the bed behind him, then he pulled his shirt out from his pants and started unbuttoning it. Kurt slid it off his shoulders and arms and laid it on top of the sweater he would properly take care of them before they fell asleep. He was now just in his plain white t-shirt and skinny jeans. He smiled when Blaine ran a hand down his stomach again. Kurt lifted up the front of his t-shirt and looked down, he didn't know if there was going to be a bruise or not.

"Dang Kurt I didn't know you had muscles..." Santana teased him.

"Oh shush..." Kurt stuck his tongue out at her. "I think I'll have a bruise but it doesn't hurt right now..." Kurt shivered when Blaine's fingers ghosted over his bare skin.

"He hides the muscles well doesn't he?" Blaine chuckled then smirked at Santana.

"You shush too..." Kurt leaned down and lightly bit Blaine's neck. He smiled when Blaine let out a moan.

Santana smiled at the two boys in front of her, she had to admit that they were cute. She reached down and pulled the blanket up so it came to rest just below Blaine's pecks. Kurt smiled at her. Santana grabbed the bowl of popcorn and started munching on it. She threw a piece at Kurt's face when he started to kiss Blaine's neck again. "Boy, he makes you horny doesn't he?" Santana put her devilish grin on her face.

Kurt felt his face flush he knew he was bright red now. Kurt wanted to scream YES, but his embarrassment wouldn't let him. He bit his bottom lip and nodded his head. Kurt started laughing when he looked at Santana she was waggling her eyebrows at him. He dropped his head to Blaine's chest, and smiled when he felt Blaine start running a hand through his hair.

"I never thought I would see the day that Kurt would be turned on by anyone..." Santana admitted. "Then you found him..." Santana smiled at Blaine. "...And it's like you woke Kurt up on the inside...I seriously thought him and Berry would be prudes their whole lives." Santana giggled at the expression on Kurt's face. "I'm glad you found Blaine, Kurt."

"I am glad I found him too! I wasn't a prude was I?" Kurt asked a slight scowl on his face.

"I'm glad we found each other!" Blaine smiled at Kurt though he had his eyes closed still. The pain pills were starting to kick in. "No baby you were not a prude!" Blaine mumbled.

Santana laughed, she knew Blaine would never say Kurt was a prude, but he kind of was. "How long did it take you to let Blaine touch you that way and how long before you had sex with him?" Santana raised an eyebrow at Kurt.

Kurt frowned again. "Well we have been together for almost a year now...our relationship is about more than just sex San...just like yours and Britt's isn't all about sex is it?" Kurt saw the smirk on Santana's face and sighed. "Oh just leave me alone..." Kurt was full out pouting now, he knew he sounded a little childish but she was picking on him.

Santana giggled. "Don't get your panties in a bunch, I'm just teasing."

"I would ‘ave ‘aited for Kurt forev' and ‘ver!" Blaine said in a husky tone his words slightly garbled as the pills started to take over. Blaine slowly rolled onto his side so he was facing Kurt and put his head against his chest.

"Oh my god you are so cute!" Kurt loved when his voice sound like that, minus the garbled words. Kurt leaned down and kissed the top of Blaine's head. "Go to sleep baby we'll be right here." Kurt started rubbing Blaine's back. He giggled when Blaine nuzzled his face into his chest. Kurt was glad he would have Santana to talk to until he fell asleep too. He really needed to get changed. "I think I need to go talk to my dad if he is still awake."

"What are you going to tell him?" Santana didn't know if Kurt would tell him the truth or not. She hoped he would though, Burt was a good dad, he seemed to get things, he seemed like he would be easy to talk to. "Maybe you should tell him everything." She suggested.

"I'm too tired to tell the story again tonight..." Kurt yawned. Santana just nodded at him. "Do you need something to sleep in?" He slid away from Blaine who growled at the lack of body in front of him, making Kurt giggle. Kurt climbed off the bed and walked to his dresser.

"T-shirt will be fine." She smiled at Kurt and came over to his dresser.

Kurt handed her a black t-shirt and then took his own night clothes out of the dresser. He was wondering if he should put a pair of Blaine's underwear on him so he wasn't completely naked. Kurt nodded to himself and walked over to Blaine's suitcase and pulled out a pair of his boxer briefs. "Do you think I can get these on him without waking him up?" Kurt asked with a smile.

"I don't know you try, I'll go get changed in the bathroom." Santana strode across the room and into the bathroom closing the door behind her.

Kurt came over to the bed and removed the blank from his naked boyfriends' body. He was proud of himself that he didn't wake Blaine up. He folded back the blankets on the bed and maneuvered Blaine around until he got him under them. Blaine had growled at him a few times for being moved but he stayed asleep. Kurt had kissed him after each growl. Kurt got changed and climbed into bed he didn't really care about his moisturizing routine tonight. A few minutes later Santana emerged from the bathroom and he motioned for her to get into the bed on the other side of Blaine, who was lying in the middle.

"So did you find out what the bruises were from?" Santana asked grabbing the bowl of popcorn then she propped herself up on her elbow so she could see Kurt.

"Yes Sebastian did it..." Kurt grumbled taking a handful of the popcorn. "Blaine refused him and Sebastian didn't like it." Kurt automatically wrapped his arms around Blaine pulling him into spooning position.

"Did he do anything else to Blaine?" Santana asked her voice was really low, she was upset.

"Blaine said he didn't."  Kurt slid his hand down to Blaine's ass, Blaine whimpered a little at him. "I hope he's not hurt, cause of what asshole did tonight." Kurt couldn't help remembering Daniels shoving his fingers into his boyfriend roughly over and over again. "He was crying San...when Daniels pulled away from him." Kurt remembered seeing the tears falling down Blaine's cheeks.

"I think you should figure out the damage tomorrow...has Blaine ever let you...finger him before?" Santana asked hoping she wasn't being to nosey.

Kurt blushed slightly. "No not yet...we were going too soon, but I don't know if Blaine will let me now after what happened today." Kurt was scared that his boyfriend wasn't going to let him touch him now.  

"Kurt I don't think Blaine would do that too you!" Santana said pretty sure of it, she didn't think Blaine would tell Kurt he couldn't touch him just because of what some asshole did. He loved Kurt too much. Santana was sure of that.

"I hope not...I...I wonder if Blaine will be able to go to school in the morning." Kurt was now watching Blaine sleep as Santana and him munched on the popcorn.

"That depends on how much pain he has in the morning." Santana was watching Blaine too. "He's a strong person Kurt, I'm sure everything will be fine..." Santana smiled at Kurt. They spent the next ten minutes eating popcorn, sipping from soda cans and talking. Santana saw Kurt yawn. "Just get some sleep and we will deal with things as they come." Santana ran a hand across Kurt's arm then rolled over so she was back to them, she was really tired and Kurt's bed was really comfy.

Kurt clicked off the light casting the room into darkness.