The sound of flesh on metal surprised Kurt. He had not been expecting it and it took him a couple of moments blinking in shock before he realized that it was not his own flesh making that sound as it used to when Karosky was at school. There was a hand next to his head. One that had left a dent in the metal of the locker next to him. Kurt turned around. He could of asked Sebastian what he was doing in the Mckinley locker room after New Directions had just beaten the Warblers at Regionals. But he knew the reason. Sebastian was pissed. He could see it on his sneering face.

Kurt sighed and continued to put his shower bag back into his locker.

"What do you want Sebastian? New Directions won fair and square. The Warblers were good, it was a respectable effort. "

A hand pushed against him and now his flesh did hit metal. One of Sebastian's hands were on his wrist twisting it painfully and pinning it to the small of his back. The other was against his face squashing his cheek up against the cold metal of the locker.

"Fair." Sebastian's voice was a snarling whisper. "There's nothing fair about this Kurt."

Sebastian twisted his arm further and Kurt gave out a startled whine as he felt his arm may snap from the tension.

"Let go."

"There's nothing fair about this. Mckinley get's Blaine, New Directions get Blaine, you get Blaine, and then NYADA and then Regionals. There is nothing fair about that. The other Warbler's won't talk to me because of your precious Blaine. He's not that special, just a piece of ass. One that needs screwing hard."

Kurt really didn't like the way Sebastian was talking. Something about it was scaring him.

"But when I'm finished with you he won't want you. And you won't want him anywhere near you either."
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Kurt blinked. The water fell from his eyelashes and down his cheeks like long tracks of tears. He had cried. Ah poor little Kurt, crying, you're such a girl. He looked down to where water pooled against his sodden jeans. The water was red. He felt cold but there was no pain anymore.

"Kurt." The laughing voice sounded far away. "Kurt, can I join you? You're Dad's downstairs but maybe he won't notice."

Blaine. Oh his beautiful Blaine. The skin around his eyes crinkled when he laughed and his mouth spread wide. He always looked so alive, so teaming with energy and the joy of living that it was infectious. But it was not a diesies it was a cure. It had cured him before when Korsokvy had pushed him further than his ability to cope. Nothing would cure him now.

The door creaked as it opened.

"Kurt, i'm going to take the fact that the doors unlocked as... KURT!"

There was noise, Kurt could barely register it. But then there was pain again. Hands pressing tightly against the deep gashes in his wrists then leaving and sound again, ripping material.

"BURT! BURT!"

Everything went black. Kurt's final thought was 'at last'.
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Blaine looked down at his hands. Under the harsh lights of the hospital waiting room the traces of blood under his fingernails were still clearly visivble. His chest ached. He was in pain. Kurt had... what? Tired to kill himself. It seemed so unlikely yet he had found him, seen the gashes in his wrists, held him whilst he tied to stop the dark red blood that flowed through his fingers. But Blaine still didn't believe it. Maybe it was all a horrible dream. He had seen Kurt yesterday, they had performed together and laughed together and Kurt had grabbed him and kissed him firmly before he had headed of to his ca and Kurt had ran back into school for something.

"I don't understand."

Blaine looked up to where Finn was sat staring down at his own clasped hands. Carole was running her hands over his back and Burt stopped his pacing. Blaine looked between them all hoping that there would be some answer. Some reason that Kurt wanted to leave them all.

"None of us do Hun." Carol answered him at last.

Burt turned to look at Blaine, it was the first time in the hours that they had been there that any of Kurt's family had looked at him. They all seemed so distant from him and yet just a few weeks before Carol and Finn had visited him in the hospital after his eye operation and a week before that Burt had rang Blaine to give him the news that Kurt had got into NYADA. Blaine had laughed with him and then cried with him, after all their Kurt was going to leave and however happy they were for him they would both miss him.

"Has he said anything?" Burt said his voice cracking half way through the sentence.

Blaine shook is head.

"He was happy. He..he.. was happy. I don't.. I don't know why."

"He seemed distracted last night. But I just.. he said he was fine, just tired. I should have asked."

Carol stood up and went over to wrap her arms around her husband. Blaine looked away. He could not watch the man cry. He knew he would cry, later when the shock had worn off. When he was left alone in his room with nothing to do but think. Kurt loved him? Didn't he love him? Was there something he had missed? Was there some kind of sign? He knew when he had meet Kurt that he was having problems but he had always been so strong and Blaine had assumed those problems had stopped now. He had thought the bullying had stopped and that Kurt was becoming happier and more confident. What if everything he thought was wrong? Was he so dense and self absorbed that he hadn't seen the boy he loved was in pain?

"Mr. Hummel?"

Blaine was awoken from his thoughts by the sound of the doctor calling Burt's name. But looked up wiped his eyes and took a step away from his wife. He held his hand out to the doctor and shook it automatically.

"How is he?"

"He's lost a lot of blood but we have stopped the bleeding and we have him on a drip. It'll be a while before he's conscious and we can fully access the damage. " The doctor sighed and looked down at his notes. He wore horn rimmed glasses so that Blaine could not see his eyes when he looked down.

"Mr. Hummel, have you noticed any recent changes in behaviour in your son? Becoming unusually withdrawn or not wanting to be left alone, lack of sleep perhaps?"

"No. He's been his usual self. Rather excitable just lately because it's his senior year and he's getting ready to go to college."

"So he's been under unusual stress?"

"I guess, but he's been holding up well. Kurt's tough. Kurt's always been tough."

The doctor nodded not looking up. Blaine knew these words meant little to him, just the over emotional sentiment of a upset family.

"Mr. Hummel, we noticed some unusual bruising on your son. Given his age and current state we need your permission to do a full examination."

"Bruises?" Burt asked looking rather taken aback. He turned to look at Blaine and Finn.

"Is he being bullied again?"

"He's not mentioned anything.. and I've not seen anything." Finn said. Blaine just shook his head.

The doctor pinched the bridge of his nose pushing the glasses up over his curly black eyebrows. Blaine got the distinct impression that he was frustrated about something.

"Mr Hummel, perhaps we can talk in private, just you and your wife. Your son's will have to wait here."

Burt looked across at them.

"Blaine is Kurt's boyfriend not brother." Burt corrected.

The doctor tuned around then to look at Blaine for the first time. He seemed to scrutinize him for a moment as if he were trying to see something specific.

"You are Kurt's boyfriend?"

Blaine had to swallow several times before he could speak, he did not stand up because his lags felt so shaky he did not think they would hold him up.

"Yes sir. And I did not notice anything different about Kurt's behaviour either. He seemed happy."

"Are you sexually active?"

Blaine blinked and felt his cheeks growing hot.

"Yes." He said as clearly and unashamedly as possible. Hopefully Burt was already aware of this fact. Still it was awkward to actually hear it.

"Rough sex?"

Blaine was truly surprised he looked to Burt to see him frowning at the doctor.

"No.. I mean...I .. We, try to be as gentle with each other as possible."

"What's this about?" Burt asked as the doctor noted something down on his note board.

"I really think its best that you and Mrs Hummel come and talk to me alone."

Burt nodded.

He squeezed Blaine's knee as he walked pas and gave him a forced smile. Blaine knew it was meant as reassurance but he felt anything but reassured. His life was all turned upside down. Kurt was hurt, Kurt wanted to die. The doctor was asking strange questions. He was just so tied. He let his head drop into his hands again. He hoped that they would let him see Kurt soon and equally he hoped they did not. He did not wish to see him so cold and lifeless again. He was scared to know the answers to all his whys.