"Blaine?" she called again, hearing a faint murmuring coming from the couch. Walking into the front room, she found the source of the noise. Finding Blaine asleep on the sofa, but not with the peaceful face she was expecting.

"No...stop!" Blaine murmured; panic flickering across his face as he slept on. "...No..."

"Blaine... Blaine sweetheart wake up." Cristina soothed stroking Blaine's hair.
"Blaine, it's ok. No one can hurt you." she continued as Blaine continued to whimper.

"No!" Blaine called, his eyes snapping open as he sat up abruptly, wincing at the pain it caused his still damaged ribs before bursting into a wave of sobs.

"Oh, shh shh shh." Mrs Anderson cooed, wrapping her son in a hug. "Everything's going to be ok. I'm not going to let anyone hurt you." she whispered kissing his forehead.

"K-Kurt." Blaine stuttered gasping for breath as his sobs began to subside.

"I'll call him now sweetie. Wait a minute." his mother replied taking out her phone and dialling Kurt's number as she continued to soothe her son.

"Hello?!" a frantic voice answered after only two rings. "Cristina? Has something happened? Is Blaine ok?" Kurt asked in one breath, his voice becoming more panicked by the second.

"Kurt darling breathe for a second. Blaine just woke up and isn't doing too well, he asked for you. I think he just wants to hear your voice." she replied looking down at her son who still had tears rolling slowly down his cheeks.

"Ok, pass him the phone." He replied, worry still evident in his voice.

"H-hi." Blaine stuttered into the phone, his mother getting up and kissing his hairline before leaving the room to give him a bit of privacy.

"Oh Blaine,” Kurt sighed at his boyfriends weary voice.
“What happened?" Kurt asked trying to sound calm his own breathing for Blaine's sake.

"I-I miss you Kurt! I need you! Every time I sleep they're there, I-I can't stop it! I've tried everything! I need you Kurt, p-please." Blaine sobbed down the phone, ignoring the dull ache it was causing his ribs.

"Oh sweetie, I'm so sorry I haven't been there. I never even thought you wouldn't be sleeping, you'd gotten so much better." Kurt said listening to Blaine's muffled sobs.
"Please stop crying baby, you're safe! No one is ever going to hurt you again." Kurt soothed. "I'll come over tonight, I promise. I'll talk to Dav-Dad." Kurt said hoping Blaine wouldn't notice his slip. "He cares about you. I'm sure he'll understand." Kurt said.

"m'sorry." Blaine mumbled down the phone in a quiet voice. Looking up as his mom came back into the room.

"I think I have to go now. Promise you'll come by later?" Blaine sniffed down the phone.

"Of course. I'm sorry I haven't been there!" Kurt replied without even thinking about it. "I love you Blaine, text me when you're done with therapy and I'll be right over." Kurt said.

"Ok. I love you." Blaine sighed, he didn't want to worry Kurt, he'd already done that enough. Blaine knew he just needed someone to talk to.

...

"Blaine Anderson?" a voice called from the small reception area of Blaine's therapist’s office.

Looking up from the magazine he'd been staring at, Blaine carefully made his way out of his seat and across the waiting room towards the door which lead to his therapist's room.

"Hello Blaine dear, why don't you take a seat?" Dr Burch asked gesturing to the slightly worn leather sofa across from her as Blaine walked into the room.

Blaine took a seat, his eyes taking in the woman opposite him. Dr Burch was a young, fresh faced woman, with an air of understanding about her. She was dressed rather casually in a simple day dress and cardigan, her nails a rather vibrant shade of sunflower yellow.

"So Blaine how have you been?" she asked giving him a warm smile.

Blaine hesitated a moment, finally making his decision that he needed to talk to someone other than Kurt about what happened.
"Urm... Not great." he finally admitted, dropping his gaze down to his hands that were resting in his lap.

"Would you like to talk about it?" Dr Burch gently probed, leaning forward to rest her arms on her knees and her face in her hands.

"I... Yeah." Blaine replied hesitating slightly, his voice shaking.

"Take your time Blaine. You don't have to talk until you're ready." she said her chin still resting in her hands. "How about we start with an easier question?" she said pausing while Blaine lifted his gaze momentarily to meet hers.

"What did you do today?" she asked after Blaine gave her a small nod.

"Urm, not a lot. I uh haven't exactly been sleeping great," Blaine said pausing looking up again and receiving a warm, encouraging smile from his therapist across from him. "I, uh, I got up early because I couldn't sleep. I urm, I texted my boyfriend," Blaine said a slight blush colouring his cheeks as he talked about Kurt.

Picking up on the small smile that had appeared on Blaine's lips at the mention of his boyfriend and the slight blush that coloured his cheeks Dr Burch smiled.

"What's his name?" she asked smiling at Blaine.

"Kurt, Kurt Hummel. He's great, I-I love him." Blaine said blushing again.

"I haven't seen him in a couple of days though. I uh, I told him about some stuff that happened at my old school the other day. He's really helped me, with everything. I-I called him crying the other night because I couldn't sleep, I just kept... kept remembering, and I didn’t want to. He sang to me. His voice is beautiful. He's a countertenor, but yeah it's going to sound stupid but he sang to me until I fell asleep. And it, it really helped. It's like he has this calming effect on me." Blaine said blushing and ducking his head dropping his gaze from Dr Burch's.

"He sounds great." she said smiling at Blaine.

"He really, really is." Blaine said with a small smile. "I uh, I was buying him flowers when it happened. We had a date s-so I stopped on my way there at the flower shop in Lima. All I was doing was buying my boyfriend flowers and five guys decided it was disgusting as tried to, I don’t even know; beat the gay out of me. It’s not like I chose this! I didn’t choose to be gay! It’s just who I am.” Blaine said, lowering his voice once he realised he had shouted the last part.
“And now, every time I close my eyes, or try to sleep all I can think of is what happened, and the pain. I... Is there something wrong with me?” Blaine asked in a small voice, looking up from his lap once more.
“No, Blaine. Listen to me when I tell you this, there is absolutely nothing wrong with you, or with who you love, but there is a lot wrong with the world we live in. You just need to remember that no matter what the world tries to throw at you, you can face it, because you’re strong Blaine, a lot stronger than you think.” Dr Burch said looking into Blaine’s eyes.
Blaine met her gaze but gave her a sceptical look.
“If I’m so strong, why does every loud noise make me jump out of my skin? Why do I find myself looking over my own shoulder even when I’m in my own house?” Blaine asked looking broken.
“This only just happened Blaine, you’re still recovering. Everything takes time. But I know you’ll be ok again soon Blaine, and I promise everyone will be here for you until then. That includes me, Kurt, your parents and I’m sure you have plenty of friends who care and think the world of you too.” Dr Burch said softly.

...

From: Kurt Hummel
Hi David, you weren’t answering your phone. Blaine really needs me right now. I can’t make it. Take care of things without me and let me know how everything goes? I’ll get out of last period tomorrow and try and come earlier. Sorry! Try to make sure Wes doesn’t throw the gravel at anyone today – Kurt