After the bed store he made sure that they went in a couple more clothes stores and went food shopping before getting a taxi and heading back to the apartment.

He could see that Blaine was exhausted and he just hoped that his legs and stomach were ok.

He grabbed all of the bags not sure that Blaine would be able to make it up the stairs with them before making his way into the apartment and setting them down on the kitchen floor.

"Can I help you put the bags away Kurt?" Blaine asked from behind him and he looked over his shoulder.

"If you can manage, I can see that shopping has tired you out so dont feel like you have to," he said.

"Im fine, Kurt, hows your hand?" Blaine asked and he looked at his swollen knuckles.

"My hands fine, just needs a bit of ice," he said putting the milk into the fridge.

"Im sorry," Blaine said again and he turned to him.

"Blaine, it wasnt your fault I didnt have to punch the guy but I did," he said and Blaine looked to the floor. "Hows your stomach feeling?" He asked.

"Its better than it was Kurt," Blaine replied and he nodded.

Both of them continued to put all of the food away before dropping Blaines clothes into his bedroom. "Your bed should be here tomorrow, so you can either sleep in my bed or the couch?" He asked and Blaine answered immediately.

"The couch Kurt". He nodded knowing what he was going to say but he had to have given him the choice.

They walked back out into the living room and he turned to Blaine who was following close behind him.

"Do you want to try having a shower or a bath now?" He asked and Blaine nodded eagerly.

He smiled and led him to the bathroom. "Bath or shower?" He asked.

"Bath Kurt, I dont know if I would be able to stand in there," Blaine replied and he nodded before putting the plug in and running the water.

"I assume you dont want me to stay so just stop the water when its the right temperature and height and theres a towel on the rack there," he said gesturing to a rack that held a white towel on the other side of the bathroom. "Theres also soap and shampoo that you can use to clean yourself with," he said.

"Thank you Kurt, its very kind of you to let me bathe," Blaine said to him head facing the floor.

"You can have one whenever you want just let me know," he said and Blaine nodded shyly. He gave Blaine one last smile that he didnt see as he was staring at the ground, before walking out leaving Blaine alone.

….

Blaine stripped out of his clothes and the bandage leaving them on the floor by the bathtub.

He put his fingers in the water making sure that the water wasnt too hot before climbing inside; he stood before closing his eyes and lowering himself into the tub. He hissed as his fragile body met the hot water and clenched his eyes closed.

He kept his eyes closed for a minute while his body got used to the water before opening them. The water felt so good and he started to rub his body clean, he grabbed the soap washing every inch of his body being careful as he ran the soap along his stomach.

He felt so relaxed as his muscles were soaked in the water causing them to relax.

He closed his eyes briefly cherishing the moment before he turned and grabbed the shampoo from behind him, squeezing it out into his hand and running it through his hair. He left it for a few minutes before washing it out thoroughly.

When he was satisfied that he was clean he stood up and stepped out of the bath, he pulled the plug out and the water started to drain away. He reached out for the other side of the bathroom and took the towel off the rack winding it around his waist before he wrapped his arms around himself.

He looked at the door his heart starting to beat fast at the thought of going out there again, the sudden attack of anxiety making him feel like he was shrinking. He looked to the floor and then back at the door before walking slowly toward it.

He turned the handle walking out; Kurt was sitting on the couch reading a magazine and looked up hearing him come out.

"Are you ok?" Kurt asked setting the magazine aside and standing. He nodded not moving, he felt like he was stuck to the spot. "Are you sure?" Kurt asked walking towards him and he moved away his back hitting the bathroom door and Kurt paused putting his hands up.

"Im not going to hurt you Blaine, I just want to make sure that you get to your room and put a new bandage on you," Kurt said quietly.

He felt himself calm at the softness of his voice and nodded, Kurt walked closer but didnt touch him and they walked to his room where the bags sat.

Kurt had already laid out the new pyjamas that he had brought him and the bandage on the floor and picked them up.

"Is it ok if I put this on you?" Kurt asked and he felt his hands beginning to shake but he nodded yes.

Kurt proceeded to wrap the bandage tightly around his ribs and he closed his eyes as pain increased only opening them when Kurts hands stopped touching him. "Ok all done, you did good Blaine," Kurt said before walking towards the bedroom door.

"Ill wait in the living room while you change," Kurt said with a small smile before disappearing from the room.

It still angered him that Kurt was so nice because whatever he was doing was working, he couldnt help but like Kurt and he knew once Kurt saw this then he was going to start with the beatings and the name calling.

He pulled the pyjamas on making sure only to make slow movements not to jolt his stomach before making his way into the living room.

"Wow your curls go crazy when theyre wet," Kurt said with a smile as he entered the room, he felt himself blush staring at the floor. "Come sit," Kurt said patting the seat of the sofa that was next to him.

He walked over to it and sat down not looking at Kurt.

"Is the bandage alright? I forgot to ask if it was too tight," Kurt asked and he nodded.

"Its fine Kurt," he said the niceness getting to him.

"Is there anything you want to do tonight, I have my laptop and I have Netflix so we could watch a movie you like?" Kurt asked and he could feel something inside him snapping.

"Blaine?" Kurt asked but he just kept staring at the floor.

All that was going through his mind was, I cant take it anymore, I cant take it anymore, I cant take it anymore, I cant take it anymore.

"Sweetie, do you need anything?" Kurt asked adding to his frustration.

He felt tears rise in his eyes before uselessly falling down his cheeks.

"Blaine…, we dont have to if you dont want," Kurt said with sadness in his eyes.

He stood. "I cant take it anymore Kurt," he said and Kurt frowned.

"Take what honey?" Kurt said and he snapped.

"You being so nice! What hell do you want from me? I cant take it anymore so just hit me! Do it because I know youre going to at some point, thats what they all do!" He yelled feeling himself trembling.

"Blaine Im not like other people, I dont care about the slave trade, Im never going to hurt you," Kurt said softly.

"Thats what they all say! And Im always stupid enough to fall for it all of the I care about yous and the I dont believe in the slave trade, dont you think I havent heard all of that before?" He yelled backing away from Kurt tears cascading down his face.

"I have never ever, ever given you the slightest reason to think that Im going to hurt you Blaine, thats because Im not going to," Kurt said standing and taking a step towards him.

He took another step back wrapping his arms around himself, Kurt was right he hadnt given him a reason to think that.

"Neither did the others," he whispered and then he paused. "Im sorry," he suddenly said realising how out of line this was.

"Im sorry! I shouldnt have yelled at you Sir, Im so sorry," he said falling to his knees and bowing his head. He had to show Kurt that he respected him for all that he did for him.

Suddenly he felt Kurt as his side wrapping his arms around him pulling him in for a hug and for once he didnt mind the contact.

"Im sorry Kurt, Im so sorry," he said wrapping his arms around his masters shoulders.

"And Im sorry," Kurt said rubbing circles on his back.

"What for Kurt? Youve been nothing but nice to me," he replied.

"For what those other bastards did to you, for the torture they put you through and also for me trying to do too much for you too quickly," Kurt said and he pulled away looking to the floor.

His hands were shaking and his face was stained with tears, he felt like a mess.

"I know you dont trust me Blaine or really think anything of me," Kurt said and he kept staring at the floor. "But hopefully one day you will and Im going to work for it, I promise," Kurt whispered.

He took a shaky breath. "I like you Kurt, youre the nicest person Ive met since this happened to me but thats why I find it so hard to believe this is real," he said a couple more tears making their way onto his cheeks but he wiped them away with his sleeve.

Kurt nodded. "I understand," Kurt said. "But it is," Kurt continued putting a soft hand on his shoulder before standing up.

He put his hand on his neck touching the tattoo that scarred him, that kept him prisoner before he looked at Kurt who had wandered into the kitchen. Maybe he should trust Kurt but everything in his mind was telling him not too, he pushed himself to his feet and walked to the sofa sitting down on it.

He couldnt help but hate himself and his emotions, he wanted this to be easy but he just couldnt believe that Kurt wasnt out to hurt him. But wouldnt he have done it by now?

He was stressed; his mind was going in circles.

"Kurt…," he called out weakly. He was sick of fainting but with his body was weak as it was it just couldnt handle stress.

Kurt ran into the room suddenly kneeling in front of him. "You feel like youre going to faint?" Kurt asked and he nodded his body swaying.

"I dont want to, Kurt" he muttered.

"I know, youll be ok," Kurt soothed.

He started to panic as he started to feel himself go, he didnt want to be alone, he always felt alone.

"Please dont leave me," he spluttered as he felt himself falling sidewards before everything fell into darkness.

….

He laid Blaine on his side across the sofa making sure that he was comfortable before sitting on the floor beside him.

Tears started to run down his face, he couldnt believe that he didnt see Blaines breakdown coming.

He never thought that Blaine would think that he was buying him stuff so that he could use him. He could never do that to anyone let alone Blaine.

He stared at Blaines sleeping form and brushed his curls from his face. It had only been a couple of days but he felt like hed known Blaine forever. He wasnt going to let anyone hurt him again, not if he could help it.

He rested his head on the side of the sofa and closed his eyes more tears running down his face. He was tired, all of this was exhausting.

He felt himself falling into a steady sleep.