“Kurt! What the fuck?!?”

“Why would you do that to yourself?”

“Oh my got what is that?”

“Why would you cut yourself?!?”

“Are you stupid? You could have died?!?”

Hmmm well that’s reassuring.

“I’m sorry?” Kurt frowned.

“Kurt? Why would you do that? Why couldn’t you have talked to any of us? I’m so sorry you’ve been so depressed. I’m going to help you.” Blaine cried into his shoulder.

Well at least Blaine’s being comforting.

“I’m sorry I didn’t talk to anyone. It’s just gotten so bad. I can’t handle it. I’m so sorry.” Kurt cried.

“Kurt, I don’t understand. Why would you hurt yourself?” Burt asked upset.

“I’m so sorry dad. I had to. I need to cut. I need it. I can’t stop.” Kurt said sadly pulling his arms to his chest.

“That’s fucking messed up.” Finn stated not quite helping the situation.

“Finn.” Carole scolded.

“Yeah Finn I’m completely fucked up. If you don’t think I don’t already know that! I fucking depend on cutting myself and popping drugs because I can’t fucking handle my life like a normal person! Yes Finn I am fucking mess up.” Kurt yelled.

“Kurt. Calm down.” Burt said worried.

“Oh Kurt, its okay. We’re going to get you help.” Blaine comforted him. “You’re not fucked up. You’re just struggling right now. You can get better.” Blaine added.

“Get better? He’s beyond messed up?” Finn laughed.

“Okay Finn, you’re not helping. Kurt we’ll fix you. Just don’t do it again.” Burt said.

“It’s not that simple dad. You don’t think I’ve tried quitting? It’s so hard.” Kurt cried.

“It’s so hard.” Kurt cried softly into Blaine’s shoulder.

“Carole? Aren’t you a nurse? Don’t you deal with things like this? Can’t you do something?” Blaine pleaded.

“I guess I can stitch him up for now and tomorrow morning I can take him to see one of the therapists in the physic iatric ward of the hospital.” She suggested.

“I guess that’ll work.” Burt said. “Umm why don’t we clean up dinner and start talking about this. Blaine you can stay the night if you want. Rachel you can too, Kurt’s going to need a friend.” Burt added.

They cleaned up dinner; Carole stitched up Kurt’s arms and covered them so he wouldn’t be able to cut again tonight. It made him feel like one of those dogs that have to wear a cone so they don’t chew on themselves. But still it was supposed to help.

“Alright, I guess we should talk about this.” Burt started as they all sat in the living room.

“Yeah, guess so.” Kurt frowned.

“Maybe from the very beginning would be the best.” Carole suggested.

“Okay...it um...it all started this summer. We didn’t really go to some singing camp. We went to a fat camp because I wanted to lose weight because I’m disgusting. That’s where I met Blaine. He was a camp councilor and trainer. We um fell in love. But Blaine wasn’t out to his friends yet…so it was like a secret romance. He broke it off at the end of camp. And we went back to school. You guys found out about me not eating and sent me to get help. I didn’t want help. The medicine they gave me, make me so depressed. They make everything so dreadful there wasn’t a day where I didn’t want to kill myself. It was bad. School was even worse. I couldn’t take the bullying and I cracked under the pressure. I started cutting. It’s like my saving grace. I became reliant on it. I even took up popping handfuls of pain pills just to get through the day. I was a mess...still am. But anyway Blaine came and apologized and we got back together. He makes me so happy. But sometimes it just isn’t enough. I can’t handle the people at school, it’s all too much. I’m not strong enough. I can’t do it. I just need to cut.” Kurt explained sadly.

“Why didn’t you just come to us sooner? We could have helped you. I understand you’re depressed. But you can’t just bottle up your emotions like that. And you can’t take them out on yourself either.” Carole cried softly.

“We could have helped you dude.” Finn added.

“We should have been there for you Kurt.” Rachel cried.

“Kurt? I know I wasn’t there before. But from now on I will always be there for you. You are strong enough Kurt. You will get better. You can beat this. Please Kurt, I love you. I don’t know what I would do if anything ever happened to you. I want to help you. Will you let me help you?” Blaine cried holding Kurt in his arms.

“I need help.” Kurt said softly.