“It’s so unlike Kurt to be late for glee club.” Rachel said the worry evident in her voice.

“I mean, he was in the bathroom washing off that slushie, but shouldn’t be back by now?” Blaine asked.

“Maybe he just went home; I mean practice is almost over. If he had work he probably just left.” Finn suggested and people shrugged.

“Maybe, but I don’t think he would have just left. We were going to go grab coffee after school.” Mercedes spoke up.

“Well that’s odd.” Finn said now worried.

“It is rather odd.” Mr. Schue said suspiciously. “Can one of you call him?” He asked.

“I’ll call.” Blaine said pulling out his phone.

“It went to voicemail.” Blaine frowned.

“Well practice is basically over, but before you leave I think it’s important we all go take a look for him. Or if one of you can reach him to make sure he’s okay.” Mr. Schue said as he dismissed everyone.

“We all have football, so we’ll check out this way and hit the library and other classrooms he could be in.” Puck said gesturing towards the gym corridor. “You guys check that way and the cafeteria.” He said pointing down the other hall. “If anyone finds m’boy, we’ll call.” Puck said leading his group down towards the gym.

“Okay sounds like a plan.” Rachel said walking with the girls and Blaine towards the cafeteria and peering into nearby classrooms.

“Here, we’ll hit upstairs, you check the bathroom by his locker.” Tina told Blaine and they split up.

Blaine was making his way down the hall when a husky boy in a letterman jacket came running down the hall.

“Move it, fag.” The boy said pushing Blaine out of the way as he ran.

“Hey wait up!” Blaine called after him. “Karofsky right?” He asked and the boy nodded. “Have you by any chance seen Kurt?” Blaine asked.

“Nope haven’t seen him, and sparkles is kind of hard to miss.” Karofsky spat back venomously.

“Okay just wondering..” Blaine said cautiously.

“I said I haven’t seen him!” Karofsky yelled running his hands though his short hair looking around in a paranoid state.

“Oh kay.” Blaine said confused.

“Jesus Christ homo, I haven’t fucking seen him, will you stop questioning me!” Karofsky said turning and running away.

“Why are you running?” Blaine asked.

“What are you the fucking hall monitor or something? I have to get to football practice.” Karofsky said continuing his speedy pace down the hall.

“That was weird.” Blaine shrugged and continued walking.

Blaine made his way down the hall towards the bathrooms and walked in slowly, stopping immediately at the sight.

There Kurt laid on the floor, unconscious, the floor covered in blood.

“What the hell?” Blaine asked under his breath.

Blaine grabbed his phone and immediately called 911.

“911, what’s your emergency?” A voice asked.

“My friend, he’s really injured! There’s so much blood!” Blaine panicked into the phone.

“What happened?” The operator asked calmly.

“I don’t know I just walked in and he was on the floor. I think he hit his head. Please just come, there’s so much blood.” Blaine spoke quickly.

“We’ll be right there. What is your location?”

“McKinley High school in Lima Ohio. I don’t have the address I’m new here. But please hurry.” Blaine answered.

“We’re on our way. Stay with him, try and apply pressure to the wound to stop the bleeding.” The woman spoke before the line cut off.

Blaine flung himself to the floor grabbing paper towels and wrapping his arms around Kurt.

“Kurt please wake up.” Blaine cried pressing the towels to an incredibly large gap in the back of his head.

“Please wake up.”

“I love you, please Kurt, you have to wake up.”

“Please don’t die, please don’t die, please don’t die.

“I love you.”

“Blaine! Did you find Kurt!” Rachel yelled down the hall.

“Tell everyone to meet in the bathroom!” Blaine yelled back.

“Ew um why?” She laughed stopping in front of the bathroom.

“Get in here! I already called 911.” Blaine said still clutching Kurt to his chest not caring in the slightest bit about the blood covering his clothes.

“What the hell happened?” Rachel asked once inside the bathroom.

“I have no idea, I just found him.” Blaine explained. “Grab me another paper towel.” He demanded and Rachel handed him the roll.

“Rach I got your mass text did you find him?” Puck asked stepping into the bathroom. “Holy shit, is he dead?!?” Puck yelled running over to Kurt.

“He still has a pulse.” Blaine explained the tears still rolling down his cheeks.

“Oh god, there’s so much blood.” Puck said sitting down next to Blaine wiping the blood from Kurt’s face.

“I don’t know what to do, he needs to be okay.” Blaine cried his hands trembling as he tried to hold Kurt.

“He will be. You found him and now he’ll be okay.” Puck comforted.

The rest of the club ran in and had similar reactions asking what happened.

After a few minutes the sirens could be heard from the parking lot and Finn and Rachel ran out to direct them.

The paramedics examined his head and spoke cryptically in medical terms before loading him on a stretcher and carrying him off to the ambulance.

Blaine ran after them yelling, “Wait! Is he going to be okay?”

“I don’t know kid, I don’t know.” One of the paramedics said his voice devoid of any emotion as he removed his bloody gloves and hoped into the front of the ambulance to drive off.