Squinting at the small screen, Blaine could make out the words "Kurt Hummel."

His heart skipped a beat as usual, but this time not out of love, but of fear.

Blaine sat up in his bed. He knew this day would come. He always knew someone would find out eventually. He knew, but why did Kurt have to be the first to find out? Blaine was scared of what could happen to their relationship. One of his friends or family members finding out first wouldn't be such a big deal. He knew that they would think he was a freak and then probably leave him alone. But Kurt was entirely different. Blaine couldn't let Kurt leave him. He finally had found someone who at least made him a little happier. He couldn't ruin that.

Blaine sighed, then listened for a moment to see if his parents had come home while he slept, to make sure that they would not hear this conversation. He sighed again. They were never home anyway. Blaine answered the phone.

"Blaine, it's me, Kurt. I was just asking, well, if you're okay."

There was a pause.

"No," Blaine said shakily, "I'm not."

"Listen, I never meant to upset you. I just wanted to help. Self-harm is a serious-"

"I don't want your help!" Blaine nearly screamed into the phone. He knew that he wasn't really angry. He was scared.

Kurt was a bit taken aback, but he was patient. He listened as Blaine continued to stumble over his angry words.

"It's not a problem, it makes me feel better. I don't want to be helped."

"It is a problem. You are hurting yourself. You need help. At least tell me, honey, how long this has been going on?"

Kurt tried to sound calm while choking back tears. Blaine didn't want help. Kurt couldn't stand to just sit back and watch anyone hurt Blaine, even Blaine himself. He had to know what started this, and when Blaine started to cut. Maybe he could help to change the situation a little, make it easier to cope naturally.

"None of your business," Blaine snapped.

Blaine didn't really know why he was acting so mean. Kurt was the real reason he didn't want to talk about it. Blaine didn't want to lose him. So why was he doing this? Kurt would hate him more. And Blaine would be all alone again.

At that final statement, Blaine hung up the phone without saying goodbye.

He threw himself into his pillow and wept. It felt like he was having to choose between his happiness or love. He would hold onto both as long as he could, but both would be so hard to let go. Blaine felt sick again.

Kurt didn't know how to feel. Maybe this was a sensitive subject for Blaine? The couple had always told each other everything. Why was Blaine hiding this? Kurt felt like he could help him. At least Blaine picked up the phone. Kurt had been worried that he wouldn't answer because of how shaken up Blaine had seemed before. Blaine had also sounded weak and sick over the phone, like he had been crying. Kurt was scared. What if he had caused Blaine to cut again?

Blaine realized that Kurt wasn't scared of him or going to insult him. He wanted to help. Even if Blaine wanted help, he wouldn't go for it. Kurt could only aid him to an extent. After he would do all he could, Kurt would probably send Blaine off to a mental institution somewhere. Blaine could never accept this. He had a life. He had friends. He was an Honor Roll student with a whole life ahead of him. Not some crazy person who needed to be locked up. He could never let his bright future go. Blaine could do nothing but hope that Kurt wouldn't tell anyone.