"Blaine?" Blaines mom called out hopefully when he finally arrived home three days later, rushing out to the door. "Oh thank goodness!" She cried, hugging her son.

Blaines clothes had become tattered and there was a layer of dirt and grime covering his face along with cuts that were still fresh and bruises that stood out from a mile away. He instantly sunk into his mothers embrace, a fresh batch of tears leaving his eyes.

"Momma," He cried, burying his face in his moms shoulder.

"I was so worried about you," His mom said emotionally, hugging him close. "I thought I..."

"Im sorry." Blaine choked out.

"Shh, its okay," She soothed, pulling back to look at the sixteen year old. "Lets go run you a nice warm bath and get you to bed, okay? We can talk about this another time."

Blaine nodded silently, taking his moms hand and allowing her to lead him upstairs. He sat on the lid of the toilet while his mom ran him a bath and got him a towel and a pair of pyjamas.

"Ill be downstairs," she said to him. "Call me if you need anything, okay?"

Blaine nodded, accepting the kiss his mom placed on the top of his head and locking the door once she was gone.

"Youre still as good a kisser as ever." Sebastian panted from where he was on top of Kurt.

"And youre still as controlling as ever." Kurt said sarcastically.

"This isnt going to work if you keep talking back to me," Sebastian tutted. "I still know where that mangy human lives, you know."

"Can we please not talk about Blaine while were in bed together?" Kurt said, shutting all thoughts of Blaine out of his mind.

"Gladly," Sebastian grinned, kissing Kurt once again.

"Mom?" Blaine called out quietly, walking barefoot into the kitchen.

"Hey, baby boy," she smiled.

"This cut wont stop bleeding," Blaine said, pulling his hand away from the bottom of his cheek to reveal a decent sized cut to his mom. "I tried to get it to stop, but -"

"Come here," his mom replied, gently tilting his head up by his chin to inspect the cut. "Sit down."

Blaine sat down on the chair while his mom got a first aid kit and knelt down in front of him, gently cleaning his cut.

"There," she smiled when she was done. "Just try not to scratch it."

Blaine nodded. "Thank you."

"Do you want anything to eat or drink?" Mrs Anderson asked, standing up and putting everything away.

"I think Im just gonna go to bed," Blaine replied, standing up. "Im really tired."

"Okay," she replied, turning round to face Blaine. "Ill see you in the morning, okay?"

Blaine nodded, standing still for a few moments before walking forwards and hugging his mom. "I miss you so much." He whispered, burying his face in her shoulder once again.

"Im always here, sweetie."

"I love you, mommy."

"I love you too, Blaine. So, so much."

"Im so sorry Im hardly ever home anymore," Blaine said. "That wasnt why I didnt come home though -"

"I know. Listen, we can talk about this tomorrow. Were both really tired."

Blaine nodded against his moms shoulder before pulling away and making his way upstairs. He got into bed and pulled the covers up to his chin, trying his best to fall asleep for almost an hour but being unable to.

Quietly, Blaine climbed out of bed and padded across the hallway to his moms room, creaking the door open and poking his head inside.

"Blaine?"

Blaine entered the room, closing the door behind him, and crossed the room. He climbed into his moms bed and snuggled into the sheets, feeling an odd sense of security when she wrapped her arms around him and held him close.

"Im scared." Blaine whispered, a tear falling from his eye.

"Youre safe here, baby," his mom whispered back. "I promise I wont let anyone hurt you."

With the comfort of his moms words, Blaine finally drifted to sleep; his haunting thoughts leaving him to rest peacefully.

Kurt tossed and turned in bed for hours, trying to stop thinking about Blaine - but it proved to be impossible. Not only did he hate thinking about Blaine because it hurt so much, but he hated thinking about Blaine while he was in bed with someone else.

He needed to get back to Blaine somehow, he just didnt know exactly how he was supposed to do it. There was no way in hell hed be able to sneak away from Sebastian, and even if he did Sebastian knew where he and Blaine both lived. And it wasnt like he could just kidnap Blaine and take him somewhere else, he was still a kid, really.

The only way Kurt would be able to get away from Sebastian would be to kill him but Sebastian was a lot stronger than him and evidently a lot smarter than Kurt thought he was.

Kurt sighed, rolling onto his back and staring up at the ceiling, feeling Sebastian shuffle in his sleep beside him. He looked down at the sleeping vampire when he was struck with an idea; he knew exactly what to do.

It was way past midday when Blaine awoke the next day. He sat up in bed and rubbed his tired eyes, confused as to where he was for a few moments before the previous night came flooding back to him.

Yawning, Blaine climbed out of bed and silently made his way downstairs and into the living room where his mom was watching TV. He sat down next to her and leaned his head on her shoulder, still completely silent.

Mrs Anderson kissed her son on the head and remained silent too, knowing hed speak when he was ready to.

"I was kidnapped." Blaine said quietly several minutes later. It wasnt technically a lie. "I...they took me to New York and...it was horrible, mommy." He said, hiding his face in her cardigan.

Taking in a shaky breath, his mom said, "You need to go to the police -"

"No," Blaine interrupted, sitting up and looking at his mom sadly. "I...I cant, please dont make me."

"Blaine, you cant just let them get away with this."

"I know, I just..." Blaine closed his eyes, sighing a little. "I...Im okay, and Im safe now. Please dont make me go to the police."

"How do you know that youre safe, Blaine? They could be waiting round the corner for you and -"

"I just know!" Blaine exclaimed, trying to calm himself down. "Just...just trust me, please."

"Okay...but if anything else happens to you Im going straight to the police."

"Fine," Blaine said.

"I need to go into work," Mrs Anderson said softly. "Do you want me to call Wes and ask him to come and keep you company?"

Blaine shook his head. "Ill be okay by myself."

"Okay, Ill see you in a few hours...I- I love you." She said, pressing a kiss to Blaines forehead.

"I love you too." Blaine replied, and she was gone.