Nearly three hours later, the same kind nurse from the day before came out to him.

"Hey Blaine," she smiled gently. "I'm sorry it's been so long. There were some complications with the surgery. He died twice on the operating table, but he's in his room now. His meds have knocked him out, so he won't be awake for a few hours if you want to go home and get some rest?" Blaine panicked at her words.

"He died!? What the fuck is that supposed to mean?" His eyes were wide with terror and shock, his hair messed up and his hand still in bandage from the day before.

"It happens a lot in surgery. His body just couldn't take the strain,” she tried to soothe. "He's okay now, I promise" Blaine let out a sob and then sunk down against the wall, crying freely into his hands. His body was shaking violently as he cried.

"I-I'm s-so scared," he stuttered out.

"Honey," she whispered, laying her hand on his shoulder. "He really is alright now. He'll just have to be careful for a while, that's all."

"But how the hell can he be careful when people always treat him like crap!? I'm the first one who's cared for him in years. He- he gets bullied really badly and-" Blaine made his decision quickly. Karofsky could get arrested for this, he knew it. "A guy pushed him down today on his bed. He sat on Kurt's chest and that's what caused all of this now... He kissed him. I got there in time, but I think-" Blaine sobbed, looked up at her with red eyes and spoke in a low voice. "I think he was going to rape him." The nurse’s eyes widened and she got on her knees in front of Blaine.

"That's a really serious accusation, honey. Are you absolutely certain?"

"I can't be sure of anything, but- God, I can't even think about it." Blaine sobbed again. "It looked like it. The look in his eyes... like he wanted to ravish him. And the horror in Kurt's face... I- I just can't." He started crying again. The nurse soothed him.

"Do you... Do you want me to contact the police?" Blaine thought about it for a moment, then nodded.

"Yes. Yes, we can't let this pass." She nodded gently.

"I'll go and do it now. Kurt's in the same room as yesterday if you want to be with him?"

"Thank you." He scrambled up to his feet and quickly headed towards the room. He opened the door and sobbed again when he saw his boyfriend. "Kurt...." he whispered and walked up to his bed. He took his hand in both of his own shaking ones. But Kurt was sleeping heavily. His meds were insanely strong and he was attached to four different machines, one of which was helping him breathe. Blaine suddenly felt a wave of tiredness washing over him. He placed a chair next to Kurt, then he cried himself to sleep with his head on the edge of the bed and Kurt's hand tightly grasped in his own.

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Kurt woke to the sound of people he didn't know in his room,
"Kurt honey,” the nice nurse whispered. "The Police are here to talk to you. Would you like me to wake up Blaine?" Kurt nodded, terrified.

"What's happening?" Blaine was actually already awake since a few minutes back. He opened his eyes and turned to Kurt.

"Baby," he started with a raspy, sleep filled voice. "I told them about Karofsky and- And what he did to you yesterday. You have to tell them everything you can remember. I know it's hard, but we can't let him get away with this... I'll be here all the time." He kissed Kurt's cheek gently. "Okay?" Kurt whimpered, but nodded. He went through everything Karofsky had ever done to him. Once he got to the day before, the female police officer let out a small scoff.
"Is there... Is there a problem?" Kurt asked timidly.
"I was just wondering if there was any possibility you could have wanted this?" she asked cruelly. "And freaked out once it got out of control? I hear gay sex gets pretty kinky." She sounded disgusted.
"Shannon!" the younger, male officer hissed angrily. "Can't you see he's terrified!?"

"Kurt was almost raped. I'd like if you showed some compassion instead of showcasing your homophobia in front of two gay guys," Blaine gritted through his teeth and curled his fingers tighter around Kurt's hand.

"Of course," the male police officer nodded. "I'm so sorry for Shannon's behavior." He moved closer to Kurt and put a comforting hand on his shoulder. "My name is Daniel. We'll go to the home and put David Karofsky into custody. He won't get away with this, I promise you, Mr. Hummel."
"Call me Kurt..." he whispered, gripping Blaine's hand, he liked this man.

"Of course, Kurt,” said Daniel kindly. "I'll see you both later. Stay strong. We're going to take care of this." Blaine nodded and watched the two officers leave the room, then he turned to Kurt.

"Are you okay?" He gently caressed Kurt's cheek. The boy nodded shakily.

"Do you think... Do you think they'll really arrest him?" Blaine sighed.

"I don't know... But I hope so. God, I hope so. You were so brave today, Kurt. So brave and strong," he said kindly, silent tears falling down his cheeks. Kurt sniffed.

"I feel really weak... Are you mad at me for lying to you?"

"Yes," said Blaine seriously, remembering what Kurt had lied about. "You can never, and I mean never lie to me about something like that again. It- it almost cost you your life, Kurt," he sobbed. "Promise you won't ever lie like that again. You have to promise me."

"I promise." Kurt ducked his head, ashamed. "I just didn't want to come back here, and I didn't want you to worry. Please don't be mad at me..."

"And you think I'm less worried now!?" Blaine burst out. "You almost fucking died, Kurt! Hell, you actually died twice on the operating table! You're my everything, Kurt. Doing that to yourself is like killing me and yourself!" he cried out, standing up. He didn't mean to scream, but he couldn't help it. He was so desperate for Kurt to understand. The boy flinched and curled in on himself, forming a tiny, shaking ball.

"I'm sorry,” he sobbed. "I'm so, so sorry... Please don't hate me. I'm sorry..." Blaine wanted to stay, he really did, but he was too upset.

"How am I supposed to trust you now, Kurt?" He was still crying and his whole body was quivering. "I- I can't stay here," Blaine finally said. Then he left the room without another word. The younger boy felt his heart break. He let out an almost animal cry as Blaine left the room.

"Blaine! No! Don't leave me, please don't leave me!" Kurt hated hospitals, they terrified him, and Blaine had promised that he'd stay with him. He'd promised! Kurt could feel himself hyperventilating, his weak chest working too hard.

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Blaine didn't get further than to his car before he broke down in sobs again. He hadn't wanted to leave. He had promised to stay with Kurt. But he also didn't want to hurt Kurt in any way and he knew that he could turn pretty aggressive when he was angry. He would return to the hospital soon, but first, he needed to go to the gym and box out all of his anger. Boxing always made him feel calmer afterwards.

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Kurt was in hysterics and they had to give him a sedative to calm him down, he was still out of it when Blaine returned to the hospital a few hours later. Blaine felt calmer and more down to earth when came back. He entered the room and panicked when he saw Kurt. He was sleeping deeply. Tear streaks were obvious on his cheeks and he looked exhausted. Blaine felt guilt washing over him. This wasn't meant to happen. He had promised Kurt to stay. He had let him down. He decided to let Kurt decide if he wanted to see him right now. He wrote a short note and left it on Kurt's night stand.

Any nurse who finds this, please read it to Kurt Hummel. Kurt, I'm so sorry. I promised to never leave you and I meant it. I was angry and scared of hurting you. If you want me to come back, call me. I love you. /Blaine

Then he scribbled down his phone number, left the note on the table and then went back to his car.

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Around an hour later, Kurt got the message and instantly tried to stand up. He didn't have a cell phone and he needed to call Blaine. A nurse took pity on him and typed the number into her own phone, handing it to Kurt.

"Kurt," Blaine sobbed as soon as he picked up, on the first ring. "I-I'm so sorry."

"It's okay just... God, Blaine, I need you. I hate hospitals so much, I'm so scared..." His voice was tiny, it was obvious that he was terrified.

"I'm coming. I love you," he said, then hung up and hurried to the hospital.

Kurt was curled in a ball when Blaine arrived again. A nurse took the frantic boy’s arm as he ran past her.

"We need you to calm him down,” she said softly. "He's far too stressed for his own good, he needs to relax." Blaine nodded.

"I'll try." He walked into the room and spoke calmly. "Kurt, baby. I'm here now. Please relax." He took Kurt's hand and rubbed small circles on his back with the other. "Shh, honey..." Kurt was still crying, though his sobs calmed a little just from Blaine being there.

"I h-hate hospitals,” he cried. "I d-don't want to be here. Not alone. And n-now you h-hate me."

"Kurt..." said Blaine gently. "I don't hate you. I could never. I told you before, I love you." He lay down next to Kurt carefully and pressed a sweet kiss to his lips. Kurt whimpered into Blaine's lips, and drew him closer.

"Please don't leave me again?" he whispered. "It's just..." He swallowed visibly. "After the accident... I was here alone. I was suddenly blind and the nurses told me that my Dad had died and my Mom didn't come and visit, not once... Everyone was different and I didn't have anyone, I was just here alone..." Blaine held Kurt close and kissed his lips a few more times.

"I'm so sorry, Kurt. I won't ever do it again. You're my boyfriend and I love you so much. You're my life, sweetie. You're everything. You'll never be alone anymore and- wait. Can I sing to you?" he asked. Kurt nodded, curling onto Blaine.

"Please sing to me,” he nodded. "I love you too, you're my life." Blaine kissed Kurt one more time and laced his fingers with his.

"I wrote this a few years ago. I actually wrote it in hope that I'd someday find someone that I could sing it to and mean every word of it. And now I do." He smiled and then started singing.

“I’ve been alone, surrounded by darkness. And I’ve seen how heartless the world can be. I’ve seen you crying, you felt like it’s hopeless. But I’ll always do my best to make you see.

That baby, you’re not alone. ‘Cause you’re here with me. And nothing’s ever gonna bring us down, ‘cause nothing can keep me from loving you, and you know it’s true. It don’t matter what’ll come to be, our love is all we need to make it through.

And I know it ain’t easy, but it ain’t hard trying. Every time I see you smiling, and I feel you so close to me.

And you tell me, that baby, you’re not alone, ‘cause you’re here with me. And nothing’s ever gonna bring us down, ‘cause nothing can keep me from loving you, and you know it’s true. It don’t matter what’ll come to be, our love is all we need to make it through.

Now, I still have trouble, I trip and stumble, trying to make sense of things sometimes. I look for reasons, but I don’t need them, all I need is to look in your eyes, and I realize…

That baby, you’re not alone, ‘cause you’re here with me. And nothing’s ever gonna bring us down, ‘cause nothing can keep me from loving you, and you know it’s true. It don’t matter what’ll come to be, our love is all we need to make it through.”

Kurt was crying again by the end of the song, gripping onto Blaine and kissing him passionately.

"I love you. I love you so much." Blaine kissed him back as much as he could without hurting him.

"I love you more, Kurt. I'll always love you more."