He looked around the room at the people in there with him. The two detectives were basically strangers and he didn't care one way or the other that they were there, it was just a job for them. But the two people on either side of him mattered a great deal. He almost considered asking one or both of them to leave, but he knew that he couldn't do that now, it was too late. He had to wonder why his mom was even there but looking at her trembling hands clasped together on the table in front of her he realised that maybe she wasn't as disconnected from the whole thing as he thought.

"So Blaine whenever you're ready" one of the detectives said pressing record on the device that sat next to him.

Blaine glanced to his left where Burt was sitting and the older man met his eye giving him a small smile of encouragement. He looked back down at his own scratched and bruised hands resting on the table in front of him, took a deep breath and began.

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Blaine walked out of the rest room to see Kurt staring dreamily up at some poster on the wall. An idea came to him and he gave into the urge to sneak up behind his boyfriend and put his arms around his waist.

The little squeel of suprise Kurt made was absolutley adorable and Blaine laughed as he let go and the other boy spun around to face him.

"Sorry, I couldn't resist" he said smiling at the other boy's shocked face.

"Well just for that you can buy the coffee" Kurt smiled back at him and Blaine was pleased to see he hadn't annoyed him.

"Deal" Blaine nodded and the two of them made their way towards the door that would take them outside.

They were walking very close side by side and Blaine hesitated for a moment before reaching down and taking hold of Kurt's hand. Kurt looked at him, clearly a little suprised at the public display of affection. Although it was only a small gesture, for the two of them being who they were in this town, it felt like a huge deal. Blaine was worried that he'd made a mistake until Kurt smiled shyly at him and gave his hand a squeeze. He responded in kind and was rewarded with one of Kurt's beaming smiles, he loved that smile.

They made there way out into the night and even though it was the beginning of summer Blaine was glad he was wearing his jacket as there was a chill in the air. It only made him more grateful for the warm hand clasped tightly in his.

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

Blaine felt Kurt start to pull his hand away at the harsh voice but Blaine decided that he was going to let some stupid ignorant people ruin his night. He gave Kurt's hand another squeeze and smiled at him in what he hoped was a reassuring way. He couldn't help feeling a little bit nervous despite outward appearances.

"Just ignore them" he practically whispered to his boyfriend, trying to not let the men hear him. They carried on walking.

"Hey my friend was talking to you" a different voice this time, called out behind them.

"Well we're not listening" Blaine was glad when his voice came out sounding strong, he had been conviced it was going to waver and show how nervous he really was.

They were just passing the end of the alley when suddenly they were being pushed and jostled off the sidewalk and out of sight. Blaine tried to hold onto Kurt but his hand was torn form his grasp as one of them pushed Kurt so forcefully that he tripped and fell.

Kurt's cry of pain sent a stab of fear through his chest.

"Kurt" he called out but anything else he wanted to say was cut off when he found himself also being pushed to the ground beside his clearly hurt boyfriend.

"Aren't you two just the cutest things ever" Blaine didn't even see who spoke those words as his attention was completely focused on Kurt.

Blaine started to crawl closer to Kurt to see how he was when one of the men pushed him back to the ground with his foot. He tried not to cry out as various things dig into his back causing him to twist about in discomfort. The fat man above him laughed as he pressed down even harder on Blane's chest.

"Ooohh looks like we've got a feisty one here" the fat one said laughing at his friends.

"Dibs on him then, I like it when they put up a bit of a fight" the youngest looking of the three said and the words caused a feeling of dread to surface in Blaine. He looked over at Kurt and saw the terror he felt reflected in his pale blue eyes.

Kurt broke eye contact and seemed to be looking for something, Blaine watched as Kurt slowly started to stretch his hands out towards a broken bottle that lay on the ground just out of reach. Blaine realised he needed to do something to distract the men's attention but he was too late as the man holding him down suddenly released him and brought his foot down hard on Kurt's hand.

Blaine called out to Kurt even as the other boy screamed in pain. Without thinking Blaine leapt to his feet ready to rush the man who still had his foot on Kurt's hand. White hot rage was flowing through him and he was only focused on one thing. That's why when an arm came from behind him and wrapped around his throat choking him he didn't have chance to react. He didn't even have a chance to put his arm up in defence as the wall loomed wide in his vision. He felt his head connect with the harsh surface. Everything felt like he was underwater and he was only vaguely aware that someone was pinning him to the wall by the back of the neck as they ground into him. He could feel hands roaming his body but in his confused state didn't know what they were doing. couldn't figure out what was happening.

Without warning he was spun around so that his back was now to the wall, his eyes quickly sought out Kurt's but the pain in his head made it hard to focus.

"Oh dear, you've hurt your head" the man holding him to the wall said and then Blaine could feel him pressing against the cut on his head with his finger. His stoamach churned as he then licked the blood of his finger. "Shame, we wouldn't want to ruin that pretty face of yours".

Blaine had to fight back the urge to gag as coarse dry lips pressed roughly against his. He was so shocked he didn't even try to push him away as everything became clear to him. He'd misread what was happening before but now he knew exactly what these men wanted and he'd never been more scared in his life.

Out of the corner of his eye he saw Kurt lurch to his feet, he put everything he could into telling the other boy to run, to save himself. He should have known Kurt wouldn't listen, he was never one for being told what to do. Blaine wasn't even aware of the man still kissing him as he watched wide eyed as Kurt ran towards them. But the mouth on his stopped him from being able to shout a warning to his boyfriend as he saw one of the other men take notice.

He watched in horror as the slight boy was grabbed and thrown head first against a dumpster. The clang of Kurt's head hitting the metal resounded in the alleyway and sent a bolt of lightening through Blaine. He pushed away from the man roughly and threw himself on the ground beside the too still figure of his boyfriend.

"Oh no,no..no Kurt" he started to pick him up, to hug him to him. Was he breathing, oh please god let him be breathing. He didn't get a chance to check though before a foot pushed him from behind sending him sprawling head first onto the ground.

"What the hell did you do that for Steve" the bald one was yelling at the chubby man who had just slammed Kurt into the dumpster.

"So you just wanted me to let him run at you John" the word John was said with emphasis as he made sure he wasn't the only one who's name had been revealed.

"Shut up both of you" the taller man snarled.

Blaine started to climb to his feet, wanting to check on Kurt again.

"Oh no you don't" John said grabbing him and pushing him back up against the wall "We have some unfinished business to attend to" the leering look in his eyes made Blaine feel sick. The man started to pull his jacket off, his hands grabbing and pawing at him the whole time. Blaine tried to fight back and the man punched him in the mouth splitting his lip. His jacket was pulled from his arms and thrown to the ground.

"If you wanna play rough, pretty boy, I'm up for that" he started to kiss him again and Blaine couldn't help pushing him away man grabbed his face roughly pulling it towards his own.

"Okay fine, you don't want to kiss lets just get on with this, get down on your knees boy" Blaine just glared at him, hands fisted at his side.

"If you don't want your pretty boyfriend to die you'll do as you're fucking told" Blaine looked over at where Kurt lay, the man who had pushed him into the dumpster stood grinning back at him.

Blaine slowly sank to his knees amongst the broken glass and dirt as the man leered down at him and unzipped his jeans.

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Blaine was broken from his story by the loud sound of sobs. He looked over at his mom who was staring at him in horror, her face a mess, as tears ran down her face ruining her mascara.

"Oh god Blaine I'm so sorry, I need to .. I can't..." Blaine watched as once again his mom ran from the room and away from him.

One of the detectives cleared their throat. "Maybe we should all take a break for a minute" he said and Blaine almost said no, because now that he was telling his story, he didn't want to have to stop, he wanted it over and done with.

"I'll go get some coffees" the man said and got up leaving Blaine with the other man and Burt.

"It's okay Blaine" Burt said putting his hand over Blaine's. "I'm not going anywhere".

Blaine hadn't realised he was crying until he felt a tear drip of his chin but he didn't want to let go of Burt's hand so he just let them fall.