Blaine was at dinner with Kurt and some more of the Warblers. They all decided they were going to help Kurt recover, much like they helped him when he transferred in the middle of his freshman year.  Kurt seemed to be having a good day. There were no panic attacks and Kurt seemed slightly more engaged. That was until dinner. 

Blaine was sitting with Kurt, Nick, Jeff, Wes, David, Trent and a few other warblers at their normal table. Kurt was seated next to him making small answers to questions with his notebook. Most of which were one-liners or pass. Jeff and Nick were in the middle of a heated debate that had Blaine's attention so he didn't notice Kurt pull his phone out and check a text. Blaine glanced at Kurt to give him a smile and saw him pale, almost to the point of translucent and his hands were shaking holding a phone. Blaine turned his whole body towards Kurt and started to reach for his hands to stop the shaking while the rest of the Warblers observed with worry. “Kurt, what is it? Whatever it is, you are safe here. Kurt....Kurt.....”, Blaine tried to calm down his terrified roommate. Before Blaine's hand reached Kurt's, he bolted from the dining hall.  Nick and Jeff looked at Blaine who got up and followed after the blue-eyed boy. The remaining Warblers all stared after them in a shock like state. They haven't seen episodes like this since Blaine came here. Jeff and Nick excused themselves after Blaine going to make sure Kurt would be alright. 

When Blaine got to his room he wasn't surprised to find it locked. Blaine nocked gently on the door “Kurt?".  When there was no response he pulled out his key and gently opened the door easing into the room. There was no sign of Kurt, just his bag, notebook, and cellphone which were thrown on the floor. Blaine reached down and gathered his items and placed them on the bed. The text message still was open on the lit screen of Kurt's phone and Blaine couldn't help but look at it, out of concern. ‘Hey Ladyface, thought you could hide from me, did you? Well too bad you were too girly you couldn't even kill yourself correctly.  I know you told that idiot step-brother of yours. Once I find where you are.... you will wish you hadn't been too much of coward and finished the job'

Blaine stared at the message eyes wide and filled with anger. ’Whoever this is will not lay a breath on Kurt’, he thought angrily, venom seeping from his thoughts. He needed to find Kurt. Blaine looked around the room and saw the bathroom door shut. Blaine went and tried the handle, locked. Luckily he had the key. Blaine turned the unlocked door and pulled it open, before Blaine's eyes laid a shattered Kurt, curled in a ball, with his neck brace thrown aside along with his bandages. Kurt laid there in the fetal position and Blaine swore he could hear his heart break at the site of the boy. Blaine slowly eased his way closer to Kurt and lower to the ground.  "Kurt,  shhh, it’s okay. You’re safe. He can't hurt you here. Shhhh Kurt. It’s Blaine. I've got you. Shhh", Blaine uttered soothing words as he pulled the broken boy into his arms, rocking him back and forth. Kurt cried into Blaine’s chest. Blaine held back his tears as he tried to calm Kurt down.  He looked up as Nick and Jeff walked into his dorm. Jeff and Nick both gasped at the site of Kurt and the awful red word that were carved into his wrist. Jeff reached for his boyfriend as tears began to fall from his eyes. Nick took Jeff into a tight embrace "we’ll go get the nurse," he said and led a tearful Jeff out of the room. 

Blaine carefully lifted Kurt's light body into his arms and onto Blaine's bed not letting go of him for a second and Blaine himself crawled next to him.  Kurt had begun to slow his shaking but sobs still wrecked his body muttering the phrase ’only wanted to be safe’, over and over again.

Blaine and Kurt stayed like that until the nurse came and fixed up his bandages, and even at that, Blaine would not let go of Kurt, who just sat there silently.  After the nurse left, Blaine stared at Kurt for a moment before letting him go and sit on his own bed. “Kurt, I promise I won’t let him, whoever he is, touch you. Ever. Again.”, Blaine said with tears in his eyes. Kurt just looked at Blaine silently, ’he actually cares about me’, and the thought breezed through his mind as a shy tear escaped his eye.  Kurt bound over to Blain in one glide and embraced him in a hung and muttered two little words. “Thank. You.”