Blaine still lying on the ground reached for his phone to call Kurt to come get him when he saw that it broke in the fall and was unusable.

                “Shit.” He muttered, he didn’t usually swear but if any situation called for it was this one.

                “Blaine?” A voice called.

                “Santana?” he called back.

                “What happened to the dolphin, San?” Brittany asked as the two girls faces appeared in his view.

                “I fell down the stairs.” Blaine lied, he wanted to talk to Kurt about what happened in his own time and he knew if he told the girls they would call Kurt right away.

                “Are you ok? Can you move?” Santana asked.

                “Yeah, but can you help me up and drive me home?”

                “Don’t you think you should go to the hospital?” Santana asked.

                “No, I’m fine, nothing’s broken and I didn’t hit my head.” Blaine insisted.

Santana looked unsure what the right thing to do was but eventually she decided to take him home and let his parents decide if he needed to go to the hospital or not. Blaine walked with a slight limp as they made their way to Santana’s car.

                “You’d better get used to limping like that.” Santana told Blaine.

He looked at her confused.

                “Cause you’ll have one on the mornings after Porcelain tops. I assume you two are switches.” She smiled at him.

                “You’ll never know.” Blaine told her.

“Oh please, I’ll get you drunk one night after you two start doing it and you’ll tell me everything.” Santana said with a wave of her hand.

“If San and I let you watch will you let us watch?” Brittany asked.

“I have no interest in watching the two of you and no, you can’t watch me and Kurt whenever we start doing…things.” Blaine said wondering if it would’ve have been better to have continued lying at the bottom of the stairs so he didn’t have to have this conversation.

“But we’re really hot.” Brittany told him.

“Britt, honey, he’s gay. He isn’t into seeing girls naked never mind watching two of them scissor.” Santana explained.

Blaine shuddered at the thought while Brittany looked confused. They got into Santana’s car, Blaine told her his address and she plugged it into her gps.

                “Would you mind texting Kurt and letting him know my phone’s broken so he doesn’t think I’m ignoring him?” Blaine asked.

To Kurt:

Blaine try 2 fly down stairs didn’t work. His phone iz broken. –Britt

To Brittany:

WHAT? Is he ok? Is he with you? What happened? –Kurt

To Kurt:

He mean, he doesn’t want 2 watch me & San have sex & won’t let us watch u –Britt

To Brittany:

I’m going to phone you, hand Blaine your phone. –Kurt

                “Hi Kurtsie!” Brittany said happily into her phone.

                “Hi Brittany, can you please give Blaine your phone?”

                “But then I won’t have one!” She protested.

                “Not forever sweetie, just so I can make sure he is ok.” Kurt said gently.

                “Oh! Ok then.” She said before handing Blaine her phone.

                “Hi baby.” Blaine said.

                “Hi! Are you ok? What happened?” Kurt asked quickly.

                “I’m fine, a little sore but fine. I fell down the stairs.” Blaine lied.

                “Blaine.” Kurt said firmly.

                “Kurt.”

                “Did you really just fall?”

                “Yes?”

                “Don’t lie to me Blaine.”

                “I’m not?”

                “Blaine, did you have a panic attack?” Kurt asked.

                “What? No.”

                “So you really just fell?”

                “No. Karofsky pushed me.” Blaine admitted feeling bad for lying to Kurt.

                “What?” Santana yelled causing the car to swerve.

                “Jesus Christ Santana! Try not to kill us please.” Blaine said startled.

                “He pushed you?” Kurt asked through the phone.

                “Yeah.” Blaine said.

                In the front seat Santana was cursing quietly in Spanish and while Blaine didn’t speak much Spanish as he had only taken Mr. Schue’s Spanish class he was pretty sure he hear her say something along the lines of a death threat towards Karofsky.

                “Is Santana taking you to the hospital?” Kurt asked.

                “No, I don’t need one we’re just going to my house.”

                “Ok then, I’ll meet you there.”

                “You don’t need to do that.”

                “I want to see you and make sure you are ok for myself. Besides we need to figure out what to do about that asshole.” Kurt explained.

                “Alright then. I’ll see you at my house.”

The boys hung up with each other and Blaine handed Brittany back her phone as Santana pulled into his driveway.  Blaine saw his dad pull in just after them.  He noticed the look of joy on his dad’s face when he saw his youngest son with two pretty female cheerleaders. Blaine sighed and was trying to figure out what to say to his dad when he heard Kurt pull up behind Santana’s car. All thoughts of his dad disappeared as Kurt got out of his car and ran up to Blaine. The two boys threw their arms around each other and kissed passionately.

                “Are you ok? I was so worried!” Kurt asked examining Blaine’s face.

Blaine noticed his dad’s face had fallen.

                “I’m fine baby I promise.”

Blaine and Kurt headed into Blaine’s house and up to his room, not noticing Santana and Brittany were behind them until they went to close Blaine’s bedroom door and Santana stopped it before stepping in with Brittany and closing the door.

                “Tell me what happened.” Kurt said to Blaine.

                “I don’t know what else to say, I forgot one of my books so I ran to grab it and when I was leaving he came up behind me and pushed me down the stairs.” Blaine told Kurt.

                “And that’s it? He just pushed you and then walked away? Did he know you fell down the stairs?” Kurt asked.

                “He knew he umm…spoke to me when I was lying on the ground.” Blaine said biting his lip nervously, still unsure how much he was going to tell Kurt.

                “What did he say?” Santana asked.

                “It doesn’t matter.” Blaine said.

                “What did he say?” Kurt asked firmly.

                “He said….he said his cousin was one of the guys from camp and he knows all about it. He said that if I don’t break up with you camp will be a happy memory for me.” Blaine said slowly.

Kurt and Blaine locked eyes.

                “Are you going to do it? Are you going to break up with me?” Kurt asked his eyes filling with tears at the prospect.