He groaned and pushed himself into the sitting position. He clutched the blanket that hadnt been there when hed fallen asleep and pulled it closer.

He opened his eyes when he remembered where he was turning to look at Blaine who was still fast asleep on the floor. He looked so young and fragile.

He chucked the blanket that he had off of himself onto Blaine, it was sweet of him to have fetched it for him but Blaine needed it more than he did.

Blaine moved at the action and his eyes blinked open. "Morning Blaine," he said.

"Morning S-, i mean Kurt," Blaine said before lowering his head.

"Are you ok?" He asked and Blaine nodded.

"Kurt, are you ok? Are you hungry? I can get you something," Blaine said quickly climbing to his feet.

He shook his head and got to his feet making sure that Blaine didnt fall down.

"Im going to make some breakfast, you can rest and do you want anything?" He said and Blaines eyes saddened. He took a breath. "Or you can help me make breakfast?" He asked.

He knew that Blaine wanted to help him so that he felt useful. He wanted to be able to explain that he wasnt useless by any means even if he didnt help him.

Blaine nodded. "Yes, Kurt".

They walked out and into the kitchen which was just across from the bathroom.

"How is your stomach?" He asked as he opened a couple of cupboard doors.

"Much better, thank you Kurt," Blaine said quietly staring at the ground.

"Im glad," he replied.

...

"Could you grab the bread? Its just there," Kurt said gesturing to the left of him. He nodded and tried to pass it over; he hadnt noticed how much his hands were shaking until hed had to use them.

He wanted to steady them but he couldnt keep them still. He reached for the bread and slide into his hands before holding it out for Kurt.

"Thanks Blaine," Kurt said taking it and he felt himself flinch slightly his mind telling him that he was going to get a slap for his shoddy efforts.

He calmed himself and looked to Kurt who was putting the bread into the toaster.

"I wanted to talk to you about something Blaine," Kurt said and his heart started to beat faster. Did he want to send him back? He couldnt go back.

"Please," he squeaked the word coming out before it had even processed in his brain.

"Blaine?" Kurt said and he looked at him avoiding his eyes.

"Yes, Kurt?" He said trying his hardest to keep the tears from rising.

"Did I say something wrong?" Kurt asked and he shook his head.

"Of course not, Kurt, if you want to send me back thats fine, I know I havent been much of a help to you," he said bowing his head. He didnt why the thought of going back hurt him so much.

"Oh Blaine Im not going to send you back, I just wanted to talk about whats going to happen when I go to college," Kurt explained.

He kept his head lowered and almost took a sigh of relief, no he didnt want to be here but he would do anything not to go back to the centre.

"So do you want to come with me when I go to college or do you want to stay here?" Kurt asked.

He thought for a second before deciding his answer.

"I would like to go with you Kurt," he said. He didnt want to be here on his own, he had been left on his own before, well that was he had thought.

As his masters left he walked into the kitchen starting to clean away what theyd had for breakfast.

They told him he would be the only person in the house and had been given a list of chores to while they were out.

He gathered all of the bowls and plates from the table and walked over to the sink before dropping them in.

As he washed up he heard a knock on the door, he rushed to it think that his masters must have forgotten something.

He opened it and the neighbour stood there with a dark smile.

"Do you need anything Sir?" He asked but the man just pushed past him and into the house.

He shut the door and followed him in.

"Sir, my masters are not here," he said and the man stopped.

"I know, they said I could use you," the man said and turned to him. He took a step back, he had seen the look on his face many times before, lust.

"Come here boy," the man sneered but he stood frozen to his spot. The man lunged forward grabbing his arm and yanking him forward.

"No, please sir!" He yelled as he was dragged towards the stairs.

He was half way up the stairs when he knew he wasnt going to get out of this, there was no one to help him. Though he didnt think his masters would help him even if they were here.

"Youre the most beautiful slave Ive ever seen," the man said dragging him into the first bedroom they got to.

"Please, stop!" He begged as he was thrown down onto the bed. He backed away towards the wall hitting it a few seconds later.

"So beautiful," the man said through clenched teeth. It was sad because he knew for a fact that the man had wife and kids.

The man neared him and he felt the first tear running down his face. The man grabbed his ankles and pulled him down the bed towards him.

"Now were going to have sex and youre going to love it, get it?" The man said with lust filled eyes and he bit his lips to stop himself from sobbing.

He was so scared, every time this happened it never got easier or less terrifying.

He nodded not trusting himself to speak without bursting into tears.

"Good," the man said roughly grabbing him and turned him so he was lying on his stomach.

He heard the mans zipper coming down and then his trousers being pulled from him. He knew that without a doubt it was going to be painful.

The man pulled his shirt up a little before starting to kiss his lower back, he managed not to flinch but he felt sick.

He closed his eyes as the kissing lowered and the stopped all together.

Suddenly, the worst pain that he had ever felt ran through his body as the man thrusted inside of him without preparation.

He screamed and his hands gripped tightly onto the duvet cover.

With every thrust he felt himself getting numb and he couldnt move after the man finally pulled out.

"That was great, until next time beautiful," the man said before disappearing down the stairs.

He stayed on the same position on the bed unable to move until his master came home and found him.

"What the hell are you doing in our bed? And it doesnt even look like you did anything we told you to?!" His master yelled and he sobbed.

"Im sorry, sir, I was going to I promise," he said tears running down his face.

"Oh did Bernie come over?" His master asked and he nodded. He assumed that was the mans name.

"So you have sex and then lounge around all day?" His master scoffed.

More tears ran down his face. "Im sorry sir," he said as he pushed himself up off the bed.

"Not good enough," his master said as his fist connected with his cheek and he fell to the floor choking out a cough.

He knew that he would get beaten by Kurt and possible other people if he went to college with him but at least he wouldnt be alone.

"Ok, you can just decide each morning that I go in if you want to come along or not, you dont have to and I wont be mad or upset if you dont want to," Kurt said and he nodded.

"I start on Monday so I thought I would give you the choice now," Kurt said.

He didnt reply and the sound of the toaster caught Kurts attention making him turn away to put the toast onto two plates.

"Do you want anything on your toast?" He asked and he shook his head.

...

He handed Blaine his plate of toast and they headed to the sofa. He sat down and Blaine stood next to it, he looked up before patting the seat next to him.

"Come sit," he said with a small smile and Blaine moved to learns it before warily sitting.

He forgot that he had to give Blaine permission to do even the smallest stuff like that.

"How about we give showering a go today?" He asked.

"Yes, Im sorry it didnt go so well last time Kurt," Blaine said before taking a small bite of toast.

"That wasnt your fault, youre just not at your best and were going to fix that," he said.

He could tell that Blaine was struggling to finish his toast.

"You dont have to finish it if you dont want," he said and Blaine looked relieve as he stood and walked to the kitchen. He followed him and watched as Blaine started to wash up.

"Sorry Kurt, my stomach isnt used to that much food," Blaine said as he began to scrub the plates clean.

It made him angry that a couple of prices of toast was too much because he had been fed so little in the past.

"Dont worry about it, thanks for washing up by the way, Ive always hated doing it but Ill make up for not doing it now by washing up after dinner," he said.

"I can do it every time if you want me to Kurt," Blaine said finishing with the final plate and then wiping his hands dry on the cloth that sat by the side of the sink.

"No I think we should share responsibility for this place, this is our home," he said putting emphasis on the word our to make sure that Blaine knew that he considered this as his home as well.

"Yes Kurt," Blaine replied.

He wished he would stop talking like a slave, he knew that Blaine couldnt help it but he felt like he must be doing something wrong. Blaine didnt trust him anymore that he did when they got here and he tried to make him see that he wasnt going to hurt him.

Blaine was scared of everything, maybe when he was more settled Blaine would be able to tell him what scared him so much.