The Truth Always Comes Out

                  Chapter 8: Kurt Arrives

The front door opens and Kurt finally walks through it with his suitcase in tow. Everyone rises to greet him. Burt hugs him and says, “Glad you are safely home.” Kurt asks, “Where is he Dad?” “I need to see Blaine.” Burt answers, “He is in your room sleeping.” Kurt hurries up the stairs and quietly opens the door. He walks over to his bed. Kurt sees Blaine curled up in a ball and the blanket is pulled up covering his head. He slowly sits down on the edge of the bed. He places his hand on the outline of Blaine's shoulder. Kurt notices Blaine's breathing has increased. “Blaine is awake,” he thinks. “Blaine,” Kurt whispers. Blaine does not move. “Blaine,” Kurt says again, positive that Blaine is awake jokingly says, “I came all the way from New York, and I think you could at least look at me.” Blaine slowly turns toward Kurt and pulls the blanket down until Kurt can see his eyes. Kurt decides he has been crying because his eyes are puffy and red. Kurt gently pushes Blaine's hair away from his eyes and tells Blaine, “We will figure everything out together.” Blaine replies, “I don't think we can. I am a mess.” Kurt asks, “Do you trust me? Do you believe in us? “Yes,” Blaine murmurs. “Then grab a hold of me and don't let go. We will work through this together.” Blaine immediately sits up. He hugs Kurt with all his might not ever letting go, as tears fall down his face. Neither boy noticed the four pairs of eyes that were watching by the door before it closed.

After a few minutes Kurt pulls away from Blaine and states his plans. “This is what we are going to do. First, I want you to take a shower and get dressed. Oh, and shave, you are a little prickly on my soft skin.” “Well, I wouldn't want that.” Blaine chuckles. Kurt continues, When you are done we will eat. I am starving.” “Okay,” Blaine said. “Anything special you want?” Kurt asked. “Anything is fine I don't want to bother anyone.” Blaine said as he lowered his head. Kurt kisses Blaine on his forehead, grabs his hands and pulls him out of bed. Blaine limps towards the bathroom and turns on the water in the shower while Kurt gets Blaine's clothes that his parents have brought. He sets the clothes on the counter telling Blaine where they are.

In the shower Blaine stands under the warm water with his eyes closed hoping these last few days would vanish, but glad Kurt is here. He puts soap on the wash cloth and begins scrubbing his body. He rinses off and looks at his arms. “They don't feel clean,” he thinks. He scrubs them again and rinses. “How can they not be clean?” he wonders. He scrubs again even harder and rinses for the third time. He falls to the floor crying, “I am dirty, I am dirty. I will never be clean.” Blaine is startled when he hears a knock at the door. It was Kurt asking, “Are you okay Blaine?” He answers, “I'm fine.” Though he knows he is not and may never be.

Blaine forces himself up, leaves the shower, and dries off. He looks in the mirror and sees himself and asks, “Who are you?” Without answering he begins to shave away the last few days and sees the boy who used to be Blaine Anderson. Finally finished he turns off the bathroom light and walks back into Kurt's bedroom. A smiling Kurt holds out his hands for Blaine to grab and says, “You look so beautiful. Do you feel better?” Blaine politely nods yes, but inside himself he says, “No.” “Blaine, I need to tell you something before we go downstairs, so sit down please. Blaine does as he is asked and looks at Kurt. “Your parents are here.” He feels Blaine tense up as he lowers his head. Kurt lifts his head and continues slowly, “They are waiting downstairs wanting to see you.” Blaine's eyes begin to fill with water. “I promise you no one is going to make you do anything you don't want to do. They just need to know you are safe. We are just going to eat dinner together. You don't have to talk.” After waiting a few seconds Kurt asks, “So, are you ready for some dinner?” Blaine forces out, “Sounds good,” as Kurt helps Blaine hobble towards the door.