Kurt didn't go to Day Care centre after that for the next month…he was an emotional wreck, and his father was suffering in the prospect, as he hated watching Kurt so sad all the time. Burt didn't have the time to drop Kurt of with Carole, and Carole didn't have the time to pick him up. Kurt tried to smile he really did, but he just couldn't, and he felt awful watching his father struggle to make him happy. Then it happened.

Kurt had come home from school with bruises, and Burt yelled at him asking him why he didn't tell Burt about the bullying. Sebastian had been making life even worst after his detention from Carole, and had sent an army against Kurt. Every prank from being shoved inside a locker, to having your head flushed in the toilet, to being dumped in the rubbish bins was used on Kurt.

Kurt had stopped being friends with Mercedes sparing her from the same sufferings. Mercedes had allied with a boy name Sam by then, and he was part of the gang, Kurt wasn't upset that she made friends with the enemy as she looked at him with sympathy, he was just glad that she didn't have to put up with it, sometimes it hurt for him not to have her help him during the worst of times, or talk to him to make him feel better, but it was for the best.

Kurt just didn't see any point in fighting any more, the one thing he wanted didn't want him back.

"I didn't want you to worry dad! This is why I didn't tell you, you have enough to worry about at work, than to worry about me, with the payments of the house and everything!"

"Kurt you're my number one priority right now! You have to tell me when those kids are pushing you around, you don't understand how important you are to me," Then Burt had put his hand on his heart and collapsed. Kurt gasped, screaming for his father.

What to do, what do you do…what to do?

"Dad!" Kurt screeched as he ran to him and tried to lift him up. Kurt managed to pull his dad in a straight position but that was it.

"Hang in there dad," Kurt sobbed as he ran to the living room and saw Burt's phone on the TV stand.

Kurt picked it up and found the phone menu. He scrolled down the list of names and pressed Carole's number.

The only one he would trust to know what to do.

Kurt was crying by the time Carole answered.

"Kurt is that you? Kurt sweetie, what happened? Shh…calm down,"

"My….my dad Ms Carole, he fell down, we were arguing, and he fell down! I didn't mean to hurt him Ms Carole!"

"I'll be there right away, I'm going to call an ambulance okay, stay calm, it's not your fault, just breathe hon, I'm coming,"

"Hurry!" Kurt shouted as the phone went dead.

Kurt ran back to the kitchen where Burt was on the ground, he ran to the bedroom and found a pillow that he went back to put under his father's head.

"Don't leave me….I need you…don't leave me dad, I'm sorry! I can't lose you too…please…dad…please," Kurt cried clutching his father's arm and burying his head in it.

The paramedics arrived 5 minutes later and put him on a stretcher, putting oxygen on him as Carole walked in frantically with Finn besides her.

"I couldn't leave Finn alone, so I brought him along," Carole explained to Kurt as she let go of Finn's hand to talk to the paramedics who explained what was happening. They were going to take Burt to The Lima Hospital. Carole picked Kurt up after they finished talking.

"He'll be okay Kurt; shh…it's okay baby,"

"Mommy, what happened?" Finn asked from the floor as he watched the ambulance drive Burt away.

"Don't know sweetheart, come on, we gotta take Kurt to the hospital, and find out,"

"Don't cry Kurt, the doctors will fix him, that's why they are there," Finn looked up nodding encouragingly at Kurt on his mother's shoulder who only cried harder.

The doctors never fixed his mother.