“I´m sorry, Blaine. He just doesn´t wanna talk right now.” Kurt heard his father say over the sound of his ragged breath. One pale hand was buried in his hair, while the other dug into his shirt over the spot of his heart. What a useless heart. Meant for nobody but him. Utterly useless.
“Burt, I know he said that, but this is not what will help him ( Read more... )