Broken

XIV

POV: Sebastian

I lay Kurt down on his bed, his face still twisted in agony like he last time I saw him asleep. I try to release my hold on him gently but he won't let go of me. Whenever I try to loosen my hold, he grips tighter. I look over at Jeff's bed where the blond boy is asleep soundly.

I shrug internally. What's the harm?

I lay next to Kurt, holding him close to me as we drift off to sleep.

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I wake up, remembering where I am. I look down at the boy next to me and see his neck. When he comforted me while I was in the middle of a breakdown, he ended up telling me his story as I told him mine, and looking at that bruise on his neck I feel a surge of anger. I would beat whoever did that to him to a pulp, except that was the only thing he didn't tell me- his name.

I knew we were a lot alike- both of our stories involve assault and abuse. He was physically abused and sexually assaulted- multiple times- by some jock at his old school, while I suffered physical abuse. Not only that, but it was child abuse too.

I'm terrified that my father is back, and that we wants to see us. I haven't told Macy yet, I know it would break her. She couldn't stand it when he hurt me- she's my younger sister. I have to be strong for her.

I carefully climbed out of the bed and headed back to my dorm before I got caught.

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POV: Kurt

Later I head down to breakfast. Sebastian arrives at the same time as me and he greets me and we sit down at the table.

"So Sebastian, finally flirted with someone who took an interest in you? Saw you leaving Kurt's room this morning, you know it's not nice to take advantage of the new kid," the kid with gelled hair- Blaine, I think- sneered.

I go bright red and run. What was Sebastian doing in my room? I've been trying to not draw attention to myself, look what he did.

No. No, it's my fault.

I get to my dorm's bathroom and lock the door. I have to punish myself for letting this happen, I can't deal with bullying again. I knew the no bullying policy was a hoax.

With shaking hands, I open the bathroom cabinet and pull out the box hidden in the back. I dig through layers of bandages and gauze and find the blade.

One for running
Two for letting Sebastian in my room
Three for trusting Sebastian
Four for Blaine's comment
Five for being a disgusting person

I watch, enraptured as the red lines bloom on my arm and trickle down into the sink. I notice that I'm crying when the salty tears hit the cuts, stinging- but in a good way. I rinse off my arm and wrap a bandage around it and clean up all the traces of blood. I wash the blade and put it back in it's hiding spot.

I won't make that mistake again.

I hear someone enter the room and I quickly roll my sleeves down and exit the bathroom.

"Hey, you okay?" It's Jeff.

"Do-do you know why S-Sebastian was in our room?" I ask, voice shaking.

"Um, well, you had a panic attack, and he calmed you down. I fell asleep after that but I assume he stayed with you to make sure you were all right," Jeff replied.

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POV: Sebastian

I look after Kurt, turning to Blaine once he disappears from sight. "What the hell, Blaine? What's wrong with you? Last night you come to me for help, because Kurt's having a breakdown, and now you're mocking him?" I hiss angrily.

"Woah, there, Smythe. I wasn't mocking him, I was mocking you," he says nonchalantly, sitting down.

"You know that effected him more than it effect me, regardless of who you say it was directed at! You know what happened last night, he wouldn't let go of me and I didn't want to wake him!"

"You know why I got you? Because he doesn't trust anyone else! Something about your meerkat ways makes him trust you, and not the rest of us!" Blaine half-shouts, getting up and storming out.

The hall looks over to see what the commotion is, but only one thought is running through my mind.

Is he... jealous?