Nothings Gonna Harm You Not While I'm Around (Klaine: Glee)

Part 12

Blaine’s POV

I was let out of hospital this morning, a week after the attack. I haven’t seen Kurt since I told him to get out of my hospital room. I feel kind of bad about how I treated him. I haven’t replied to his texts or phone calls. They started of as innocent ‘are you okay’s?’ and ‘is everything okay?’ and then after a day or two he started getting upset and angry demanding to know if he had done anything wrong. He hadn’t but I couldn’t bring myself to speak to him about it.

Since mum is away working and obviously my Dad wouldn’t come and get me, so Freya offered to drive me home. She was always there for me.

‘Blaine, truth time.’ She says.

‘Okay?’ I asked confused.

‘What happened with you and Kurt? He’s been texting me all worried about you not loving him anymore!’ She explains.

‘I’m trying to protect him, I love him a lot. That’s why it must be this way. He can’t know! No one can know!’ I shout.

‘Know what Blaine?’ She asks. ‘You know you can trust me, you know you can trust Kurt!’

‘I know I can, I love you guys. That’s why I can’t!’ I say. ‘Please just let it go.’ 

‘Okay, I will but you need to talk to Kurt. He needs you Blaine and whatever this is… you need him.’ She smiles pulling me into her arms as we sit in my driveway. She must have driven my car back for me cause it’s sitting in the drive way. When she releases me, I thank her for driving me home and go inside.

‘Hey dad, I’m home.’ I yell. He comes storming out of the kitchen.

‘I see those boys bashed you up.’ He says sluggishly.

 ‘Yeah, I’m okay thankfully. So is Kurt. I just need to rest though.’ I say pushing past him and going up to my room. Surprisingly he does not follow me or say anything else. Maybe he’s happy some else did is daily job for him and won’t tire himself out this evening.

After taking a long hot bath and getting into bed. I call Kurt. 

‘Hey’ I say awkwardly.

‘Hey, so are you okay?’ he asks.

‘I’m fine, I just got back home about an hour ago.’ I explain. ‘Listen Kurt….’

‘Blaine, you don’t need to tell me if you don’t want to.’ He interrupts.

‘It’s not that I don’t want to, of course I want to tell you. I don’t like keeping secrets from you, but I must to protect you.’ I pause feeling my throat go tight and my eyes nearly flooding with tears. ‘I’m doing it because I love you.’

‘I love you,’ he whispers.

‘BLAIIINNEEE!’ my father shouts from the bottom of the stairs.

‘I gotta go Kurt, I’ll see you at some point.’ I whisper hanging up the phone so my dad doesn’t here me talking to Kurt. He storms into my room and glares at me.

‘I’m going away for a couple of nights, here’s 50 bucks to last you two days.’ He grunts throwing the money at me. ‘Don’t do anything stupid.’

‘I won’t’ I say not looking him in the eye. He stands there for a moment and just glares at me. He does not move his gaze for at least a minute and then he slowly turns his back and leaves. I hear him go down the stairs and locking the front door behind him. Then his car takes off and he is gone. I am alone and free of him for two nights. I am going to take this time to sleep and recover and hope that he won’t be drunk when he returns.