The Lili Hummel Diaries

March 30th, 2021

Kurt went onto his side of our room, I opened my laptop scrolling through past song drafts that I had written last year. Most of the songs weren't good, only a few being something I could work with. I clicked on one song draft titled, "The Village". I listened to the verse I had written hearing potential I texted Blaine,

I found a song draft, wanna help me turn it into a real song?

Is it depressing?

I mean kinda

Fine, but if your depression gets worse because of this, I'm not helping you write any more songs.

Ok, mom.

I was laughing, Kurt looked over at me,

"What's so funny?" I could tell Kurt was proud of me for letting myself laugh,

"Blaine's acting like my mom." Kurt looked at me confused,

"What?" I handed Kurt my phone, Kurt sighed,

"Oh, okay." Kurt hugged me, "You okay? You seem worried." I hugged Kurt,

"I know that people are gonna find out, and they're going to hurt me." Kurt hugged me,

"Find about you and Quinn? Or what you told Dad?" I placed my head on Kurt's shoulder beginning to cry,

"I'm nonbinary, and when people find out they're gonna hurt me." Kurt hugged me and I heard my twin began to cry,

"It's gonna be okay. I'm going to protect you, and Dad will too." I shifted and hugged my twin,

"Are you okay Kurt?" Kurt nodded,

"Yeah, just you caught me off guard and I wasn't having the best day mentally." I cut my brother off,

"Okay, I've gotten to cry on your shoulder, now it's your turn to cry on mine."

-time jump to the next day, Blaine and Lili are sitting on Lili's bed working on a song-

"So I just have to ask how did you come up with this." I shrugged,

"Inspiration is everywhere, you just gotta find it." Blaine laughed,

"So this isn't a pride song?" I sighed, Kurt looked over at Blaine

"Babe, sometimes it's best not to ask." Blaine nodded,

"Right, sorry." Blaine looked down at his chest, clearly in some discomfort,

"Blaine? You okay?" Kurts voice was worried, Blaine nodded,

"Yeah, fine." I looked at Blaine,

"Okay, who is hurting you? I can sense the abuse from here." Blaine went over and sat in Kurts lap, began to cry, and whispered in Kurts ear,

"Your Dad, Blaine?" Blaine nodded, I looked over at Kurt,

"Blainey? Are your ribs broken?" Blaine shrugged,

"I don't know some of my ribs really hurt and they just feel weird." I looked down at my wrist knowing that Blaine was describing broken ribs,

"Hey, Kurt?" Kurt looked over at me,

"What's up?" I nodded at Blaine who was trying to not cry into Kurts shoulder,

"I'm going to grab an icepack, Blaine's definitely got some broken ribs. Can you try and get Blaine to take his shirt off, so I can see his ribs better and make sure we don't have to take him to the ER?" Kurt nodded, I went upstairs and grabbed an ice pack, then went back downstairs. Thankfully Blaine was laying on Kurt's bed shirtless,

"Blainey." Bruises encased the boy's arms and chest, Kurt looked at me,

"I'm going to call Dad." I nodded,

"Please, this is worse than I thought." Kurt went upstairs to call our dad, I grabbed a first aid kit and began to clean the cut on Blaine's shoulder,

"You wanna tell me what happened? I won't judge, trust me I've been through abuse before I get it." Blaine closed his eyes,

"My dad's not a nice person. He's always drunk and always yelling. One day I came home from school and saw him hitting Cooper, my brother, and I tried to get my dad to stop. Instead, he started to hit me for any and everything. When Kurt came to Dalton, my dad forced me to come home on the weekends because "Dalton was poisoning the blood line". Last week things got really bad, the yelling got worse and I started waking up covered in dried blood and bruises." 

I finished wrapping Blaine's shoulder, then hugged the boy,

"Jesus, I'm sorry Blainey."