"You didn't come yesterday.." Kurt said, from his spot on the floor as Blaine walked in.

"I'm sorry.." Blaine said quietly. "I had to work."

"He came again." Kurt sighed. "He tried to kill me.." He said with an air of nonchalance. Blaine bit his lip as he noticed Kurt's bandaged wrists.

"What did he do..?"

"It'll just make you sad." Kurt said, shrugging.

"You can tell me," Blaine said softly. Kurt looked up to where the tv used to be. Now there was only the support that held it. He broke the screen and used the glass to cut my wrists." Kurt said, holding up his hands.

Blaine sat down, taking Kurt's hands as he tried to look calm. "Have you ever stopped him?"

"Only when you're here..He's quieter.." Kurt said softly.

"What if you imagine I'm here? Would that help?"

"Maybe." Kurt said, examining Blaine's fingers closely.

"You should try. I don't like when he comes out.." Blaine said, watching Kurt.

"He doesn't like you either.." Kurt said quietly.

"Can you tell my why?"

Kurt just shrugged. "I guess because you make me happy.."

"I wish I could make him go away.." Blaine said quietly.

"I have to live with him.." Kurt sighed. "At least that's what my therapist said.." He said before quickly looking up.

"What is it?"

"Birds again.." Kurt whispered.

"Are they watching?"

Kurt nodded, swallowing audibly.

"Do they come around a lot?"

Kurt shook his head, looking down. "O-Only when I think about it.."

"Don't think about it sweetie.."

Kurt nodded, his eyes wide and wild as the jumble of thoughts raced through his brain. The blue orbs focused on Blaine's bag. "What's that?.."

Blaine smiled, pulling it over. "I brought things for you."

"What are they?.."

"Candy and music.."

"Candy?" Kurt grinned, reaching for the bag.

"Your favorite," Blaine said softly.

Kurt leaned over, kissing Blaine softly before grabbing the bag. Blaine smiled, trying to mask his sadness. He wanted so bad to know what happened to Kurt. Kurt unwrapped a roll of the candies, poured them into his hand and ate them all at once. "Good.." Kurt smiled after he swallowed. "You're so cute.."

Kurt let out a loud laugh, climbing into Blaine's lap. "No, I'm not."

"I think you're beautiful," Blaine said, looking into Kurt's blue eyes.

Kurt but his lip, tapping his fingers on Blaine's shoulders. "Do you want to have sex with me?"

Blaine blinked a few times, soaking in what Kurt said. "What..?"

"Do you want to have sex with me?" Kurt repeated, before waving his hand as if to bat at some imaginary insect.

Blaine sighed. "I don't think that's a good idea right now."

"Why not?.." Kurt asked, seemingly offended.

"Oh no.. Trust me, I want to.. But not here.."

Kurt nodded, leaning back until he was laying on the floor, his legs still wrapped around Blaine.

"What are you thinking about?" Blaine asked.

"You.." Kurt giggled.

"What about me..?"

"Memories.." Kurt said, scratching the carpet beneath him and arching his back a bit.

"Do you remember much?"

"No..Just..An apartment..No furniture.." Kurt said, closing his eyes. He grabbed Blaine's hands. A bit tighter than necessary before placing them on his hips. Blaine gasped. It surprised him how Kurt hadn't changed in some ways.
"Feels good..Wish I could watch the weather.." Kurt growled

"What..?" Blaine asked, trying not to think about Kurt.

"They took my tv..I can't watch." Kurt sighed, running his hands through his own hair before starting to count silently, rolling his hips up with each number.

Blaine's eyes drifted to Kurt's hips. "What are you doing?"

Kurt kept his eyes closed, continuing to count as he pulled his hair lightly. The white shirt rode up a bit, revealing the pale skin, marked with a few small scars. Blaine reached out, tracing a scar. "What happened..?"

"I did it." Kurt whispered before starting to count again.

"Why?"

"I wanted to feel.."

"Kurt.." Blaine whispered.

"Hm?.." Kurt hummed.

"That's not good.."

"It helps." Kurt said softly.

"With what..?"

"When I'm sad..It makes it stop..I can feel something else.."

"But you're hurting yourself.." Blaine whispered. Kurt simply shrugged, reaching to pull his shirt down. Blaine sighed. He wanted to help but had no idea how.

"Let's go walk through the courtyard." Kurt said quietly.

"Okay," Blaine said softly.

Kurt stood, staring up at the support where the tv used to be before tearing off the bandages on his wrists. Blaine bit his lip as he saw the fresh stitches on both wrists along with a few more cuts.

"What are you doing..? You need those on," He said quickly, trying not to think about what Kurt had done.

"They're bothering me." Kurt said, softly.

Blaine sighed. "Come on.."

Kurt nodded, grabbing Blaine's hand before they had a nurse escort them outside. Kurt looked a bit wary before stepping outside, squinting into the sun.

"Do you like it?" Blaine asked.

"I haven't come out since.." Kurt didn't finish, taking his shoes off and starting to walk down the cool concrete path.

"How do you feel..?"

"Weird..I..It's..There's air..A lot.." Kurt smiled before doing a little spin.

Blaine grinned as he watched Kurt. He wished he could keep him this happy. Kurt laughed loudly before running over to the grass and sitting. He laid on his back, writhing against the green carpet and inhaling deeply, grinning. Blaine chuckled, going to sit by him. Kurt closed his eyes, and froze for a moment,gripping a handful of grass before sitting up, his hands clutching over his ears. Blaine pulled Kurt close. "I'm here baby.. I'm here.."

"Shhh..Shh..It's okay..He can't get you..Momma's here.." Kurt whispered shakily.

Blaine held Kurt closer, listening closely.

"I won't let him hurt you again..just let me-.." Kurt went silent and completely still before sagging in Blaine's arms.

"Kurt.. Baby, are you here..?"

Kurt shook his head, not looking up. Blaine stood and picked Kurt up. He wanted to get him inside before anything happened. Kurt looked up at Blaine, his eyes bright and clear. "You're just as kind as he told me.." He smiled, his voice high and soft, sounding very close to that of a woman.

"Thank you, Mrs. Hummel. I love your son.." Blaine said as he checked Kurt back in.

Elizabeth smiled as Blaine set her down. "Thank you.."

"You're welcome.."

"Where's Kurt?" She asked as they walked through the halls. Blaine was amazed how different this was. The body language the movement. The way Kurt walked and talked while he was in these altered states was fascinating.

"He'll be back soon. He's told me a lot about you.."

"Really?.." She smiled. "He's a good boy.."

"He is," Blaine said softly. "He's been through so much.."

She nodded, looking over at Blaine and grabbing his hand. "Thank you for taking care of him.."

"I'm trying.. Can you tell me..? More about Claude?"

She looked over at Blaine, her eyes wide. "I-I..I'd really rather have him tell you himself..Kurt, that is.." Elizabeth said,

Blaine nodded. "Do you think he will..? I don't want to push him into anything.."

"He might..I know he's not all there right now.." She said, tearing up a bit. "But..You being here is helping more than you know.."

"I'll keep coming. I promise," Blaine said, giving a shaky breath.

She nodded, squeezing Blaine's hand. "Thank you.."

"I'll always be here. I won't leave again.."

She nodded, hugging Blaine tightly before sagging a bit. "Blaine?.." Kurt whispered.

"I'm here baby.." Blaine said, wiping his tears before Kurt could see.

"Why are we inside?.."

"We can go back if you want.."

"No, it's okay.." Kurt said as Blaine released him. He looked around for a minute, seemingly in distress before back at Blaine. "Who are you?.."

Blaine sighed deeply. "I'm Blaine."

Kurt just shook his head before looking down at his injured wrists, scratching lightly at the stitching.

"We should get you more bandages. Come on.."

"I don't want them.." Kurt protested.

"You need them Kurt.."

"I don't want them." Kurt said, raising his voice. Blaine turned, looking for a nurse. There was one down the hall but Kurt had already turned the other way. Blaine followed Kurt. "Where are you going?"

"Stop." Kurt said, not turning around.

"Stop what?"

"Stop!" Kurt got out, turning a corner.

Blaine continued to follow him. "Kurt, just talk to me."

"Leave me alone.." Kurt said. an edge of fear in his voice.

"Baby please.." Blaine wrapped his arms around Kurt from behind, making the taller cry out. "Stop! Stop, he won't want me! He won't want me!"

"Who?" Blaine asked, keeping his arms around the panicking man.

"Please..Please let me go..Don't do this.." Kurt whimpered.

"Kurt, it's okay.. You're safe with me.."

Kurt was sobbing at this point, pressing himself against the wall.

"Why are you crying?" Blaine asked softly.

"Don't.." Kurt whispered weakly.

"Don't what?"

Kurt just shook his head, leaning against the wall as he trembled between Blaine and the wall.

"Kurt.. Tell me what's wrong.." Blaine pleaded.

"He took me.." Kurt got out.."He used me.."

"W-Who..?"

"I don't remember...I don't..Please..Please.." Kurt whimpered.

"Shh.. I'm here.. He's gone.. I'll keep you safe.. I swear.."

Kurt turned around, wrapping himself around Blaine.

"I love you.. I'm so sorry.." Blaine whispered in Kurt's ear.

"Blaine..Blaine..Blaine.." Kurt whispered. "Don't go.."

"I'm not, Kurt. I'm right here.." Blaine breathed out, crying with Kurt. Kurt clutched to Blaine's shirt as Blaine picked him up and took him to the room. He laid him in his bed and held Kurt close, trying to soothe him.

"What if he comes back?..When you leave?.." Kurt whispered.

"Who?" Blaine asked. "Claude?"

"No.."

"Who..?"

"I-I can't tell you.."

"You can tell me anything, Kurt," Blaine said softly.

"He raped me.." Kurt said so quietly Blaine almost didn't hear him.

Blaine gasped. "W-Who did?"

"Back..W-When we were together..And..Now..When I'm sleeping.."

"Oh my god.. I-Is that why..? Why you were so..distant..?"

Kurt nodded, his body trembling and his breathing beginning to speed up.

Tears sprang to Blaine's eyes. He couldn't believe this. He thought Kurt didn't want him.. Why didn't he see? Blaine pulled Kurt closer. "And I left you.. Oh god.. I'm so sorry Kurt.. I-I should've been there.."

Kurt's hands flew over his ears, tears sliding down his cheeks. "They're back..They're watching..Blaine.." He whimpered.

"The birds?" Blaine asked, trying to slow his tears.

Kurt nodded. "I-It was outside..Th-the birds..They were watching..I..I want to go home.."

"As soon as they let you out.. We'll go. We'll go home.. I promise.."

Kurt buried his face in Blaine's chest sobbing loudly. "You don't want me..Y-You don't want me anymore..I'm not yours.."

"Kurt, I'm here. I love you.. I still love you.. I-I didn't know.. I-I didn't.." Blaine breathed out.

Kurt held his arms out, scratching at his wrists. "I don't want to f-feel.." He gasped.

Blaine took Kurt's hands. "I-I know.. But please baby.. Don't hurt yourself.."

Kurt tried to pull his hands away from Blaine, sobbing violently before giving up, laying back. "Blaine..Please..Please.."

"I can't imagine how much it hurts.. But I'm here. I'll help you get through it.. Just please let me help you.. I wont leave.. We can be happy again.."

"I don't want to be here..I don't want to listen to them anymore..I don't want this.." Kurt whimpered.

"I know.. But they won't let me take you yet. I promise, we'll get you through this. Then you can come home with me.." Blaine cupped Kurt's cheek and looked into his eyes. "This doesn't change how I feel about you. I haven't stopped loving you. Youll always be in here.." he whispered, bringing Kurt's hand to his own heart.

Kurt's hand was twitching violently as he clutched to Blaine's shirt. "I d-don't want to be alive..

"W-Why?" Blaine asked. "I-I thought I was helping..."

"You're the only thing.." Kurt whispered.

"I'll come everyday, Kurt.. I won't leave you alone.."

Kurt nodded, whimpering softly before pulling Blaine close and kissing him deeply. Blaine kissed Kurt back, running his hands up and down his sides. Kurt moaned softly his hands still twitching as he placed them on either side of Blaine's face. Blaine pulled Kurt as close as he could. He needed him to know how much he was loved. Kurt deepened the kiss. His shaky hands traveling up to Blaine's hair. Blaine moaned softy, relaxing next to Kurt. "I-I want you.." Kurt whispered.

"Me too baby.. But what about your mom and Claude..?"

Kurt recoiled at the name, nodding and looking down.

"I'm sorry.." Blaine whispered.

Kurt just looked up at Blaine before closing his eyes and starting to sing.
"All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places, worn out faces
Bright and early for their daily races
Going nowhere, going nowhere
Their tears are filling up their glasses
No expression, no expression
Hide my head I want to drown my sorrow
No tomorrow, no tomorrow.."

Blaine sighed quietly. "I love your voice.."

Kurt didn't acknowledge Blaine as he kept singing, bringing his hands up to wring his fingers.
"Children waiting for the day they feel good
Happy Birthday, Happy Birthday
And I feel the way that every child should
Sit and listen, sit and listen
Went to school and I was very nervous
No one knew me, no one knew me
Hello teacher tell me what's my lesson
Look right through me, look right through me.."

Blaine turned, listening as Kurt sang.

"And I find it kinda funny
I find it kinda sad
The dreams in which I'm dying
Are the best I've ever had.." Kurt sang shakily, pausing and taking a deep breath before continuing.
"I find it hard to tell you
I find it hard to take
When people run in circles
It's a very, very mad world ..." He finished quietly.

"Do you really feel that way..?" Blaine asked quietly.

"What way?.." Kurt whispered, staring at the ceiling.

"About your dreams.. Do you really wish you weren't alive..?"

"Only when Blaine's gone." Kurt said softly.

"What is it like when he's gone..?"

"Quiet..Except for them..They're always talking.." Kurt said, making a few clicking noises with his tongue. And at night..He comes..And takes me.."

"What do you mean?" Blaine asked.

"The man..I call for Blaine but he never comes..The man..He does what the other did..Hurts me.." Kurt said.

"Does he come in your dreams?"

"After I go to bed. After everyone. I scream..No one comes." Kurt whispered.

"I wish I could be here.." Blaine said quietly. He wished he could take Kurt's nightmares away.

"Do you think I'm crazy?"

"Not at all," Blaine said seriously.

Kurt nodded, staring at Blaine. "Can we get married?.."

Blaine took Kurt's hands in his. "When you get out, we'll save up and have the best wedding ever."

Kurt smiled wide. "Good."

"I love you so much, Kurt.."

"I missed those words. Missed them.." Kurt breathed out.

"Me too.." Blaine whispered, wanting to hear Kurt say it back.

"Can we watch the weather?.." Kurt asked, tapping his finger on Blaine's pocket, where his phone was contained.

Blaine sighed as he pulled his phone out. "Sure."

Kurt smiled. "You're perfect."

"Thanks.."

Kurt kissed Blaine softly before the shorter pulled up some videos on the weather channel app, letting Kurt watch them and smile as he did so. Blaine laid back, watching Kurt. He did seem to be getting a little better. Kurt eventually fell asleep, curled up to Blaine's side, mewling peacefully. Blaine kissed his forehead. He thought about everything. How did he not know something had been wrong with Kurt? He closed his eyes, thinking back to around the time Kurt got distant.

*Flashback*
Kurt came home from work, locking the door behind him and leaning back against it.

Blaine had been in bed reading. He heard the door and got up, going to greet his boyfriend. "Hey beautiful.."

"Hey.." Kurt said quietly, smoothing down his hair and clothes before walking over to kiss Blaine's cheek quickly.

"How was work?"

"Good..Sorry I'm late..I-I stopped for coffee..." Kurt whispered.

"It's okay baby. Are you hungry? I can warm up your plate." Blaine said softly.

"No..I'm gonna go..Shower." Kurt said quietly, walking past Blaine quickly and going back to the room.

Blaine stared at their bedroom door. What was going on?

The next week was the same, one night they were in bed, kissing softly when Blaine slid his hand up Kurt's thigh.
"B-Blaine.." Kurt whispered shakily.

"What's wrong?" Blaine asked.

"N-Nothing..It's fine.." Kurt said quietly. Trying to relax as Blaine continued touching him.

He could feel Kurt's body go rigid. "Y-You don't want me..?" Blaine asked in barely a whisper.

"N-No..I do want you..I want you Blaine.." Kurt said, wrapping himself around Blaine. "I want you so bad.."

Blaine looked into Kurt's eyes. "Are you sure..?"

"Yeah.." Kurt said, nodding lightly.

Blaine pressed his lips to Kurt's, pulling him close.

Kurt kissed Blaine back, but it was different. Kurt seemed somewhere else. They undressed, and after Blaine got himself ready, he positioned himself at Kurt's entrance. Kurt gasped sharply, his eyebrows kneading together as his body went stiff.

"Kurt.. What's wrong..?" Blaine asked again.

"I can't.." Kurt whispered, closing his legs quickly.

Blaine bit his lip. He was positive it was something he had done. Why didn't Kurt want him? He got up and got dressed. "I'll be back later."

"W-Where are you going?.." Kurt asked.

"I don't know. I need to be alone.." Blaine said, refusing to look up.

"I'm sorry..It's not you Blaine.." Kurt said desperately.

"What is it, then?"

Kurt brought his knees to his chest, shaking his head.

"Why can't you talk to me..?" Blaine asked.

"I-I just can't.." Kurt whispered.

"Well, I guess I'm giving you space." Blaine said before leaving.

Blaine thought about that night and hated himself for it. He should've known.. But he didn't, but now all he could do was give Kurt all of the love he needed and be here for him. Maybe he could change his work schedule. Make sure he could be here everyday. He smiled to himself at the thought of being able to take Kurt out. He just had to make sure he kept helping Kurt.

The time came when visiting hours were almost over and Kurt was clutching Blaine's hand. "Why do you have to go?..."

"Its the rules.." Blaine said quietly.

"B-But..I-If you go..H-He'll come." Kurt said, tears in his eyes.

"I-I'll talk to your doctor.."

Kurt looked up at Blaine. "R-Really?.." he asked, his scratching at the carpet.

Blaine nodded. "Of course.."

"Thank you.."

Blaine leaned down and kissed Kurt softly before going to find his doctor. He was in the hall, checking his chart when he saw Blaine. "Mr. Anderson..Headed home?.."

"Well..I wanted to talk to you.."

"What about?.."

"He umm.. He told me what happened.." Blaine said quietly. The doctor nodded, looking down. "Kurt mentioned that he comes back in his sleep.."

"Dreams..Well, nightmares..He has night terrors and screams at times.." The doctor said softly.

Blaine took a deep breath. "And my being here has seemed to help. Would there be any way to have me stay a night..? To see if it stops..?"

The doctor thought for a moment. "I don't see why it would be a problem.." he said quietly.

"Really?" Blaine asked, surprised.

"I'll get a nurse to bring you a cot and you can stay tonight."

"Thank you so much.."

The doctor nodded. "As long as this is beneficial to Kurt.."

"Oh of course. I really just want to help him," Blaine said softly.

He nodded again, smiling warmly. "Well it would be appreciated if you could take Kurt to dinner, now.."

"I will," Blaine said, thanking him once more before going to tell Kurt. Kurt was on the floor, as usual, looking through the stack of pictures Blaine had in his bag. "Hey beautiful," Blaine smiled.

"Hello." Kurt smiled. "Did I ever show you my boyfriend?"

"Yeah.. Why don't you come to dinner and tell me more about him?"

Kurt looked around the room in thought before nodding and standing, picking up a few of the pictures and taking them with him. Blaine got their trays and sat down. "Where is your boyfriend?"

"Home..Maybe." Kurt said, arranging the pictures in a pattern across the table and sitting in the chair, but on his knees, leaning over the spread.

"When was the last time you saw him..?"

"Nine years, three months, and nine days ago." Kurt said quietly.

"Does he know you are here?" Blaine asked.

Kurt simply shrugged, scratching at his own face on one of the pictures with a blunt nail.

"Why do you do that?"

"That's not me anymore.."

"Why..?"

"I'm not him..He was calm..Sane.." Kurt whispered.

"You've been through a lot Kurt.."

"I'm not me.." Kurt said darkly. Blaine went silent, his eyes widening slightly. Kurt was quiet as well for a moment bore sitting in his chair properly, but slouching a bit. "He is weak.." Claude said, looking over at Blaine.

"I don't believe that," Blaine said, looking back at him.

"Do you not see how easy it is for me to take over?..How easily I could end his pathetic excuse for a life?.." Claude asked, raising his wrists and giving a dark laugh.

"We'll see about that. I'm here now." Blaine said, not backing down.

"What can you do?..What can you do when you're not here? When your life calls you away..You can't stay here forever." Claude spat, staring at Blaine, his eyes filled with loathing before muttering something in French under his breath.

"There are other people. You'll see. I'm going to help get rid of you."

Claude let out a loud laugh that went on for longer than it should've, as if Blaine had just told him some hilarious joke. "You cannot get rid of me." He smiled, chucking before calming down a bit. "I feed off of the hate, and anger, and depression in his heart..That's not going anywhere for a long time..And you..You come back..For what?..You did not love him."

"I did. And I still do. And all that anger and depression can go away. Then where will you be? No where." Blaine said, staring into Claude's eyes.

"Do you wonder why he hasn't told you he loves you yet?..." Claude asked, smirking a bit.

That felt like a stab straight to his heart. But Blaine didn't show it. "Because of you."

Claude nodded, smiling. "Very good, monsieur.." he said, sipping Blaine's water.

"He'll move past all of this," Blaine said, sure he was right.

"Do you know..Where I come from?.." Claude asked. "He did not make me up, Blaine..I am real..He has just given me a name he knows..One he will never forget."

"People get better from this. Kurt will be one of them."

"I'm the one that made him this way..Oh he looked so innocent walking home from work that night..I couldn't help myself.." Claude whispered, smirking.

"What?"

"I am Kurt's..How do I say?..Kurt's embodiment, of the one who raped him." Claude smiled.

"As far as I'm concerned, you're nothing but a low life piece of shit. I'm back now and I will not let you ruin his life any longer." Blaine growled.

Claude chuckled as he saw the rage rising in Blaine's eyes. "He was so scared..Begging for me to let him go..'No, please, don't..'" Claude let out in Kurt's voice. "He screamed for you..He wasn't that far from home..Just a few more steps.."

Blaine bit his tongue. He couldn't hear this. But he couldn't show Claude it was affecting him.

"I love how he begged.." Claude smiled, biting his lip lightly. "But I mean..With those jeans he was wearing..He was asking for it, really.."

Blaine took a deep breath. He didn't know how long he could handle this. He needed to be alone. He needed to cry and let it out.

"You will never get rid of me, Blaine..And remember..Next time you are inside of him..I was the last one that was.." Claude whispered.

That was all Blaine could handle. He cursed himself for the tear the slipped down his cheek.

"Why are you crying?.." Kurt whispered, placing a hand on Blaine's cheek.

Blaine pulled back. "I-I'm not.."

Kurt looked concerned, but pulled away, looking back down at his food and poking at it with his fork. "I'm sorry I scratched your picture..." Kurt whispered.

Blaine just shook his head. "I'll be right back.." he said before hurrying to the bathroom. Kurt watched as Blaine walked out and pulled his knees to his chest as the voices in his head grew louder. Blaine locked the door after he got into the bathroom and let out a frustrated scream before letting the tears out. Why hadn't he been there? He should've picked Kurt up. Blaine couldn't help but feel it was all his fault. He leaned against the wall, pressing the heels of his palms into his eyes. This is why Kurt was like this..Because Blaine left..Kurt felt disgusting and unwanted and Blaine left.. He sat there, curled up on the tiled floor and cried until there were no more tears. He hated himself for leaving when Kurt needed him most. Blaine slowly got up and washed his face at the sink. When he went to find Kurt in the cafeteria, he wasn't there. Blaine panicked and turned on his heel, rushing to look for his boyfriend. He found him in his room, curled up in bed. Kurt's body stiffened, trembling lightly as he heard the door open. "Kurt..?"

Kurt turned, his eyebrows kneading together as he saw Blaine. He turned over and Blaine gasped as he saw the deep scratch marks and blood dripping down Kurt's forearms. "Y-You came back.."

"What happened?" Blaine asked, rushing to Kurt's side.

"I-I thought you left..I-I'm sorry I scratched your picture..I-I'm sorry..I'll never do it again.." Kurt whispered.

"I'm not mad.. I'm sorry.. Claude came out.. And I just.. I needed a minute.."

Blaine hit the button for a nurse to come in and grabbed Kurt's hands to make him stop scratching the new wounds. Kurt struggled against Blaine but he kept Kurt pinned until the nurse got there. She walked in, strapping Kurt to the bed and ignoring his growls and screams as she cleaned the cuts and applied bandages.
"Does he do this a lot..?" Blaine asked quietly.

"Every once and a while.." She said as Kurt relaxed slightly, his chest heaving.

Blaine leaned in, kissing Kurt's forehead. "It's okay baby.."

Kurt's breathing was still frantic as he pulled at his restraints. "Please let me go.."

"Please baby.. Calm down.."

Kurt squeezed his eyes shut, whimpering softly.

"Kurt, I'm here baby.." Blaine said softly.

Kurt opened his eyes, looking up at Blaine as his breathing started to calm.

"Just look at me baby.. I'm here.. I love you.." Blaine whispered. Kurt nodded, panting softly. Blaine ran his hand through Kurt's hair, trying to soothe him.

"I don't want to sedate you, sweetie.. Just calm down.." The nurse said softly.

Kurt whined, trying to reach for Blaine.

"Shh..." Blaine whispered, placing his hands in one of Kurt's.

"Please.." Kurt got out.

"I'm not leaving.. I'll stay.." Blaine said quietly.

"I-I..I want to say it but he won't let me..He won't let me, Blaine.." Kurt whispered.

"I know.. It's okay. I just need you to remember that I love you.. Don't listen to him.. If I would've known, I would have never left.. Please believe me.."

Kurt nodded, closing his eyes and taking deep breaths as he calmed himself, relaxing against the, now bloodstained, sheets.

Blaine watched, feeling terrible. "I wish I could switch places with you.. Take it all away.."

"I..Never would want you to feel this." Kurt whispered, almost sounding like his old self.

"I'd still take it if I could.." Blaine said just as quietly.

After a few more minutes the nurse released Kurt's wrists and ankles. "Are you okay, Kurt?..To you want to talk to your doctor?.."

Kurt shook his head. "Blaine..."

"I'm here, baby.." Blaine said quietly.

Kurt squeezed his hand. "Don't go.."

"I'm not..I'll stay with you all night..I won't let anyone hurt you..I'm here.." Blaine said softly.

"Please.." Kurt whimpered.

Blaine leaned down, kissing Kurt softly.

"I'm sorry for leaving.. I didn't want you to see me like that.."

"What did he say?.." Kurt whispered.

"Nothing.." Blaine said quietly.

Kurt sat up as the nurse walked out. "I don't think you're telling the truth.."

"He told me who he was.. And what.. What happened that night.." Blaine said as his voice dropped to a broken whisper. "It's my fault.. I should've been there.."

Kurt looked up before back down, rubbing at the bandages on his arms. "He didn't know..He left..It was my fault.."

"No.. I'm the one that left.. You did nothing wrong.."

"I should've told him.." Kurt whimpered, gripping the sheets.

"It's okay.. Kurt, it isn't your fault."

"It is.."

"How?" Blaine asked. "You were just walking home. He hurt you. You didn't do anything. I wasn't there.. You screamed for me and I.. I wasn't there.." he got out as the tears formed in his still puffy eyes.

Kurt just let his own tears fall, staring to breath heavily again. "I don't want this..I don't want this..I don't.."

"I know.. I-I'm so sorry.." Blaine whispered.

Kurt rubbed over his bandaged forearms again. "I want to leave..He'll never leave...He'll make me stay.."

"I'm going to help you get out. You will get better."

Kurt looked up at Blaine with hope filled eyes. "Blaine.." He whispered, "I want to go.."

"I know.. You will.."

Kurt got up, looking at the sheets and gasping at the sight of the blood. "Wh-Who's is that?.."

"Yours.." Blaine said quietly. Kurt went pale, clutching to Blaine and burying his face in his chest.

Blaine held Kurt close. "You'll be okay.. I promise.."

"What's wrong with me?.." Kurt whispered.

"Nothing.. You just have to let go and forget about what happened. You're still a beautiful and amazing person. Nothing has changed. You just have to let go.."

Kurt sniffed softly, tilting his head up to kiss Blaine.

Blaine cupped Kurt's cheek. "I love you more than anything. No matter what has happened. No matter what Claude says. I, Blaine Anderson, am so in love with you."

Kurt made a pained face and Blaine could see how badly Kurt wanted to say he loved him back.

"It's okay. I know. And I'm not going anywhere," Blaine said seriously. Kurt nodded, nuzzling into Blaine's neck and giving a soft whimper.