Kurt waited in the foyer whilst Blaine nipped to the rest room. He spent the time looking around at the various movie posters displaying upcoming movies. He wondered which one he and Blaine might see on their next date. Inside he squeeled a bit at the thought. He still couldn't get his head around the fact that he had a boyfriend and that he was getting to go on actual dates with him. Not only that but his boyfriend was someone as amazing as Blaine, someone who he loved and who loved him in return. Lost in dreamy thoughts he didn't notice Blaine come up behind him until he put his arms around his waist. He squeeled out loud this time.

"Sorry, I couldn't resist" Blaine laughed letting go of him as he spun around to face him.

"Well just for that you can buy the coffee" Kurt smiled back at him, unable to be mad when Blaine was giving him that adorable goofy smile of his.

"Deal" Blaine nodded and they headed towards the door that would lead them outside.

Kurt jumped a little when Blaine unexpectedly took his hand in his own. He looked into the other boys eyes and they both smiled shyly at each other. He gave the hand in his a squeeze and felt his heart beat a little faster when Blaine did the same.

They pushed the doors open together and made their way outside. Kurt didn't even notice the men until he heard one of them call out.

"Aahh look at the two little boys, how sweet. Holding hands and everything".

He started to let go of Blaine's hand but the other boy squeezed it again and gave him a reassuring smile.

"Just ignore them" he said so that only Kurt could hear him. The two of them started walking in the direction of the coffe shop they we're planning on going to.

"Hay my friend was talking to you" another voice called out and this one sounded more than a little drunk. If it wasn't for the fact that he was feeling a bit nervous he would have sneered at the fact that these men we're clearly drunk at 9.30 at night.

"Well we're not listening" Blaine answered back whilst they both picked up the pace a little bit.

As they started to walk past the end of the alley that ran alongside the theatre Kurt felt someone slam into him from the side and suddenly he was being pushed and dragged into the dark, dank alley. He didn't have chance to call out before his hand was pulled from Blaine's and he felt himself pushed hard enough that he tripped over something in the dark and fell. He cried out as he felt something dig sharply into the back of his thigh. He could feel something running down the back of his leg and knew it could only be blood judging by how much it hurt.

"Kurt" Blaine shouted out in repsonse to his cry and he looks up just in time to see one of the men, a bald guy wearing a blue shirt, push Blaine to the floor beside him.

"Aren't you two just the cutest things ever" the man who said this was a little bit younger looking than the first one, but he was huge at least 6' 2" and Kurt had never felt more scared in his life. All those times with the jocks at school could never have prepared him for this. This was something else and he was completely terrified.

Laughter draws his attention back to Blaine and he was shocked to see the third man had a foot on his boyfriend's chest and was laughing as Blaine squirmed below him.

"Ooohh looks like we've got a feisty one here" the beer bellied man laughed at the other two.

"Dibs on him then, I like it when they put up a bit of a fight" the tall one said and the words pierced Kurt's soul like a knife. Up until that moment he'd thought these we're just grown up versions of the neandarthals who'd made his life hell at school but now he wasn't so sure.

He looked at Blaine and saw the same raw terror he was feeling reflected there.

He looked around frantically for something to help them and spotted the jagged neck of a broken bottle. Slowly he started to reach his hand out towards it.

"No chance boy" the tall one said and without warning he moved his foot from off of Blaine's chest and stamped down hard on his fingers. Kurt was unable to stop the scream that burst from his lips. The pain flashed white and hot and he knew that at least a couple of his fingers had to be broken.

In the middle of his haze of pain he was vaguely aware of Blaine calling out to him and movement from that direction.

Through tear filled eyes he saw Blaine leap to his feet as though coming to his aid. He couldn't get his breath back in time to warn his boyfriend as the bald one came up behind him and wrappd his arm around Blaine's neck in a choke hold. He watched in horror as the man pulled Blaine towards the wall and slammed his face into the rough brickwork. The man now had his arm across the back of his neck and Kurt's heart stuttered in his chest as he ran his other hand slowly down Blaine's back. Fondling and caressing as he ground his hips into the terrified boy.

He spun him around suddenly and Kurt could clearly see the blood running down the other boy's face from a nasty cut on his forehead. Blaine looked back at him but Kurt could see his eyes we're a little glazed over.

"Oh dear, you've hurt your head" the man's voice dripped with sarcasm. Then he ran his finger along the cut and Kurt's stomach churned as he watched the man lick the blood off his finger. "Shame, we wouldn't want to ruin that pretty face of yours".

Kurt's stomach flipped over again as he watched the man lean in and roughly kiss Blaine, who's eyes widened in realisation of what was really going on here.

Kurt lurched to his feet taking advantage of the fact that all three men seemed completely focused on Blaine at that moment. Blaine caught his eye and Kurt ignored the silent command there. He knew Blaine wanted him to run but that wasn't an option, there was no way he was leaving him alone in this place with those three. Ignoring all the pains in his body and before he had a chance to second guess himself he ran full pelt at the back of the man who had Blaine pinned against the wall. He'd almost made it when he felt a hand on his shoulder and he found himself being spun around. The dumpster loomed into his vision. He slammed into it head first and darkness descended.

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Kurt sat up in bed gasping.

"Blaine" the name died on his lips.

The room was dark and it took him a minute to realise where he was and that he was alone.

He took short shaky breaths trying to calm himself down.

His head was full of images, the very things he'd been trying so hard to remember for the last couple of days. Now a part of him wished that he could convice himself that what he'd just experienced had just been a nightmare, something his subconcious had conjured up to taunt him with. But he knew that wasn't the case, knew that what had just invaded his sleep had been exactly what had happened two nights ago and he also knew that he needed to speak to Blaine.

Now.