Blaine sat there with his arms wrapped around his legs, he had cried all of the tears that he could and they now came out as dry sobs.

He had noticed that Kurt was crying as soon as he had sat beside the bed. He had wanted to comfort him but he really didnt know what to say.

"Blaine?" He heard Kurt ask and he turned his head towards the gap between the floor and the bed.

"Yeah?" He answered trying to sound as normal and calm as possible, though he failed miserably.

"Im coming out," Kurt said and his heart skipped a beat.

"No dont," he said quickly trying to block Kurts way out from under the bed, even though he knew that there were many other exits from under the bed.

"Why? I dont care, I cant just stand by and watch you get hurt anymore," Kurt sobbed and he reached his hand under the bed grabbing Kurts.

"You saved me the first time Kurt and Im thankful for that, I dont want you to get found," he said trying to keep his sobs down and under control.

"I wanted to come and save you so badly," Kurt said and Blaine looked at the floor.

"I would have been so pissed off at you if you had," Blaine said with a little giggle at the end of his sentence. He didnt know why he found that funny, he just did. But it didnt matter as Kurt laughed to tightening the grip on his hand.

"Did he... Hurt or touch you?" Kurt asked and Blaine wondered whether to answer truthfully or not. He decided that he was going to be honest with Kurt, he felt like he could trust him.

"There was some touching and he took my belt off, but it wasnt as bad as it could have been," Blaine said and he suddenly felt dirty.

"Oh Blaine, Im sorry," Kurt said and he looked down at the gap between the bed and the floor again almost angry at what he had said.

"Kurt this wasnt your fault, none of this is your fault".

He would have argued that all day every day until he believed it.

They sat in silence for a while; Blaine listened to the noises that were coming from the mall. Some even making him jump now and then.

Then suddenly he could hear voices, loud voices like they were on a megaphone or something.

Blaine could just make out what they were saying.

"Come out with your hands up, if you do not come out in the next fifth teen minutes we will be forced to come in, and we will be armed".

Blaine almost felt like crying with relief, they were going to get out of this. Blaine felt Kurts hand tighten again.

But there were also other voices, and they werent coming from outside the mall but from inside. And they were getting louder and closer.

Blaine knew that they were coming for him, so he took a deep breath and let his hand slide out of Kurts. Though, it was much to his disliking.

He knew that Kurt knew they were coming for him.

"Blaine, please dont go with them". Kurt was sobbing again.

"Im sorry, I dont want to, but I have to," Blaine replied almost below a whisper.

"Lets try and fight, you and me. Please, I dont want you to go," Kurt said in distress.

"We cant Kurt they have guns, Ill be ok and if Im not then Ill still be here even if you cant see me," Blaine was trying to hold back his tears the best that he could but they threatened to spill over like an erupting volcanoes.

"Youre not going to die Blaine," Kurt said sniffling.

"I wish it was that easy," he said.

"Ill get you out of this," Kurt said. Blaine looked around quickly before laying on the floor giving him a quick kiss on the lips, before jumping to his feet almost falling when the blood rushed to his head. He steadied himself before moving to a different bed away from Kurt sitting on it waiting for the men to reach him.

They burst through the door not a minute later.

"Hey, come here kid," the three men were back. They were standing in the same triangle formation they had been the first time. It was the guy in the middle that had once again took control of the talking.

They were out of breath so he assumed that they had reacted pretty quickly when the police started speaking.

Blaine got of the bed and walked towards them, his heart was beating hard and he wanted to take one last look back towards Kurt before he left but he couldnt, it would be too suspicious.

As soon as her reached them he was grabbed roughly by the arm and led out of the room.

"What the hell are we going to do? They going to come rushing in here in a few minutes," one of the other younger me said. Blaine looked up from the floor and he saw that it was the one on the right that had opened his mouth.

"I dont know, we got a hostage so maybe they will let us out," the older man said jerking Blaines arm as he said hostage sending a shot of anger through him.

"I dont think that its going to work," it was the man on the left side that had spoken up this time.

"And why not?" The older man said looking hurt that the guy would even suggest that his plan wouldnt work.

"I say that we take the hostage to the door and then we shoot him in front of the cops so that they know that we mean business, they will think that we have other hostages and they will back off, for now at least anyway," the guy on the left replied ignoring the original question that was asked of him.

The older guy nodded his head. "Umm risky, but I like it, lets do it," he smiled and Blaines heart was beating so fast that it all blurred into one.

He turned quickly pushing the man that held him trying to get out of his grip. He wasnt going to let them kill him without a fight.

The man stumbled backwards giving him his chance breaking free and running. It didnt matter where, he just had to run.

But the other men were faster catching up to him within seconds and pushing him to the ground.

"No, please!" He screamed as he hit the floor with a thud. He turned straight on to his back so that he could see his attackers.

"Shut him up," he heard a voice from the two younger men.

And that was the last thing he heard, and then it was just darkness.