Two days after Christmas Blaine didn't expect the phone call. It had changed his whole day.

“Hi Anna! What's up?” Blaine asked. There was a pause and that's what told him that something wasn't right.

“Blaine..pl-please...I need somebody...” a sobbing Annabelle said into the phone. Blaine pulled his car over and tried to calm his nerves.

“Anna...honey what's wrong?” Blaine asked. She kept sniffling and sobbing.

“Please! Are you okay?”

“N-no...Bl-Blaine...please can you m-make it t-to my house?” she asked. Blaine pulled back onto the road and started making his way for Lima. His heart was pounding and he feared the worst. It was quiet on the other side of the line and he worried about her.

“Anna? Anna honey please...can you tell me what happened?” Blaine asked nervous.

“Just get here...I need to g-go...the door will be un...locked,” she said.

“I'll see you soon Anna,” Blaine said. He was so thankful that he was only thirty minutes from Lima. He had been on his way to see Carole and Burt until now. He called them to tell them that something had come up and he'd talk to them later. He called Kurt next.

“Hi baby,” Kurt said.

“Kurt...where are you?”

“Westerville...why?” he asked.

“Get over to Lima...to Annabelle's. Something is wrong,” Blaine said. He heard Kurt gasp and a door slam.

“I'm on my way...please let me know how she is when you get to her. I'm on my way now,” Kurt said.

“Okay. Bye Kurt,” he said.

“Bye,” Kurt said then hung up. Blaine put his phone down and focused on driving. He was squeezing the steering wheel so tight his knuckles were white. When he finally pulled into her driveway he got out and ran up to the front door. He opened the door and looked around. Stuff was thrown around and some things broken.

“Anna?” he yelled softly. He heard the light sobbing of somebody and went into the living room. Annabelle was crumpled on the floor by the couch. Blaine rushed over to her and pulled her head up. What he saw shocked him horribly. She had a black and blue eye that was swollen and her cheek was black and blue. Her lip was cut and bleeding. Blaine took her in his arms and she started crying harder.

“I'm so sorry Anna...honey I'm so sorry,” Blaine said rocking her back and forth.

“I thought he cared...I thought he loved me,” she said.

“I know honey...I know,” Blaine said.

“It's not fair. I loved him,” she said.

“Did you? Or did you do it because you felt loved and happy?”

“Do I have to answer?” she asked. Blaine shook his head and kissed her forehead. He let her go and went into the kitchen to grab an ice pack and wet cloth. He went back in to her and started to wipe her lip. She winced back from the pain and looked up at him. He noticed the look in her eyes and sighed.

“You're not over me...are you?” Blaine asked.

“Not completely. Blaine you're amazing and I just want somebody like you. I've tried to forget you but it's so hard...I was so stupid to think you were actually straight and wanted me and it hurt when everything came out and Ryan was the next guy I met and he seemed like you but he only hurt me...over and over,” Annabelle said. Blaine took her back in his arms and held her tightly.

“I'm so sorry Anna...you deserve so much better than him. Don't rush into anything Anna...you're still young...you'll find somebody but until then you should focus on your life and not having somebody else,” Blaine said. She started crying again. Blaine sat down and pulled her closer. He heard the front door open and turned back ready to see Ryan.

“Blaine? Anna?” the familiar soft voice called out.

“In here...” Blaine said. He saw Kurt walking over to them and he knelt down by them. Anna looked up at him and he gasped when he saw her.

“Did...did Ryan do this?” he asked. Blaine nodded as Annabelle looked up at Kurt. Kurt went to her other side and sat down and put an arm around her.

“We're here for you Anna,” Kurt said. Blaine looked over at him and smiled. She soon fell asleep and Kurt looked for more bruises. All along her arms she hand them. Some where hand prints and it made Blaine's stomach twist. He felt so bad for this girl. It had been his fault...in a way it had been his fault that she was here like this now. After a few hours Blaine looked over at Kurt. He was still by Anna and looking down at her.

“You should go home and go to bed,” Blaine said. Kurt looked up at him surprised.

“No...I'm staying with my sister,” Kurt said.

“You're tired...go home,” Blaine repeated. Kurt gave him a look and shook his head. That's when they saw headlights coming in through the window. Kurt got up hesitantly and looked out the corner of the window.

“He's here...” Kurt said worried. He went back over to his sister as Blaine got up. Blaine went towards the door until it was flung open. He stepped back and saw the man.

“What are you doing here?” Ryan yelled. Blaine was still behind the door hidden. Ryan started for the living room towards Kurt and Annabelle. Blaine moved the door and jumped at Ryan and put his arm around his neck.

“If you were smart...you wouldn't have come back,” Blaine hissed in his ear.