Kurt was on his way home, walking a little fast than usual as he didn't want to leave Blaine at home alone for too long.

It's stupid that he had gotten that detention, he hadn't done anything, well other than be himself.

He reached his front garden and started walking towards the front door, pausing for a second when he saw that it was slightly open.

He reached it pushing it open slightly. "Blaine?" He called as he stepped through the door.

Nothing. His heart started to race. Where was he?

He slowly walked through into the living room, gasping in shock at what he saw. Blaine was on the floor with shattered glass around him, unconscious.

"Blaine!" He yelled quickly moving to his side. "Baby wake up," he cried shaking him slightly; he had blood running down his forehead.

Blaine groaned a little, opening his eyes slightly.

"You have to run Kurt," Blaine slurred but he just shook his head.

"What's wrong? Who did this to you? Nathan?" He asked a hand on Blaine shoulder.

"Well, well, well. Is this the guy that's taken my boyfriend?" A voice said and he turned just in time to see Nathan appearing from the Kitchen.

Rage overwhelmed him.

"He is NOT your boyfriend!" He yelled putting a protective arm around Blaine who was trying his hardest to stay awake.

"Oh but he is, and he always will be," Nathan said moving towards him.

He was uncomfortable about how close he was getting but there was no way that he was going to leave Blaine.

"He never loved you, he was only ever scared of you, that's not love," he yelled.

Nathan threw a punch at him hitting him in the face. He fell backwards letting go of Blaine.

"Kurt," Blaine slurred.

"I'm ok," Kurt assured him wiping the blood off of his split lip.

Nathan laughed. "You won't be when I'm done with you," he jeered moving in on him again.

"No," Blaine whimpered trying to get up.

"Blaine, just stay still," Kurt said as Nathan grabbed him by the shirt and slammed him up against the wall. He grunted as he hit the wall knocking the wind out of him.

"Why do you want him anyway? He's worthless, nothing," Nathan said with his teeth clenched.

"He means everything to me and if you think he's so worthless then why do you want him back? Why can't you just leave us alone?" He said and he could feel tears running down his face.

Nathan threw him to the floor, before beginning to kick him in the stomach. He had never felt pain like this, not even when he was told that his mother had died.

He could hear Blaine's protests but it wasn't clear.

Nathan stopped and he looked up at him. "Blaine's mine," he said before he gave him one last kick to the head. His eyes were fuzzy and he was fighting the darkness that was threatening to take him.

He managed to stay awake, only because he couldn't leave Blaine alone with this psycho. But he felt helpless he couldn't remember how to move and his brain was in a daze.

….

He could stop sobbing, Kurt was almost unconscious and after the kick to the head he didn't know how he held on, he was just so strong.

His head was becoming clearer and though his head was throbbing he could understand what was happening a little more.

Nathan walked up to him getting in his knees. "Blaine honey it's time to leave, I just wanted to teach this guy a lesson, you're mine," Nathan said and wrapped his hands under his arms trying to lift him.

"No, Nathan stop," Blaine said trying to push him away. He could hear Kurt groaning wanting to do anything to stop Nathan from taking him, but there was nothing that he could do.

"Blaine, stop struggling," Nathan yelled slapping him across the face. His face started to sting and his whole world shook from the wound on his head being shaken.

"Leave me alone, get off me," he yelled fighting a little more.

"I thought you loved me Blaine? I love you, we can be together and I promise it will be better," Nathan said running a hand over his cheek.

"I don't love you Nathan," Blaine spat and Nathan let go off him standing up anger in his eyes.

"What the fuck! You're useless, no-one else will ever love you Blaine," he said giving a swift kick to the stomach. He curled in on himself hugging his knees.

"You're lying, I love him," Kurt said pushing himself up so he was sitting against the wall. He had blood dripping down his face and he looked like he was in a lot of pain.

His stomach clenched. Kurt loved him?

"Well that's got to change doesn't it," Nathan said running into the kitchen before returning shortly a large kitchen knife in his hand.

"Don't! Please I'll go with you! I promise, please," Blaine begged as Nathan approached Kurt.

Nothing was going to stop him. He looked around seeing a large vase that was sat on the table in the middle of the room.

He pushed himself off the floor and moved grabbing it.

"He's going to die and then were going to go home and pretend this whole thing never happened," Nathan said fortunately not turning to look at him.

Nathan closed in on Kurt raising his knife. Kurt looked terrified.

He walked quickly towards Nathan raising the vase before bringing it down hard on his head. The vase smashed and Nathan fell to the floor screaming out.

Blood started to pool out of him.

"He landed on the knife," Kurt said crawling away from Nathan heading towards him.

He sat on the floor his head hurting too much to be able to stand any longer.

"We have to call the police and an ambulance," Blaine said lying down on the carpet.

He was so tired.

"Blaine, you have to stay awake," Kurt said and he felt him touch him arm.

"Tired…," he mumbled. All he wanted to know that Kurt was safe and now that he was he was finding it harder to stay awake and he drifted into the darkness.

….

Blaine went limp and he started to sob, trying to find his phone. He got up and ran into the kitchen grabbing the home phone before calling an ambulance. He hadn't wanted to mention Nathan but no matter what he had done he didn't want him to die though, there was a big chance that he was a goner.

After, he ran back into the living room and fell to the floor scooping Blaine up into him arms rocking him and whispering that everything was going to be ok in his ear.

Everything had to be ok.

Blaine had to be ok.