Title: A Fresh New Start

Author: 13Storm13

Pairing: Past: Klaine Future: Kurtofsky

Rated: T for language

Disclaimer: I do not own Glee, Glee story plot, or any Glee characters. All rights go to Ryan Murphy and associates. I do not own rights to any songs that might be listed within the story and I do not make any profit from this story. I also don't own ford, Mustang, Ray Ban, or any other company/product that may be mentioned in this story.

Side Notes: David didn't go to McKinley so he never met Kurt. Kurt and Mercedes met in college and have been best friends since. Finn and Rachel are married, and Finn is Kurt's stepbrother. Others will come in randomly and I shall semi explain backstories as we go.

Summary: (AU: Kurtofsky future fic) what happens when Kurt leaves Blaine standing at the altar? What happens when Kurt thinks his whole life was a waste? What about when Kurt starts over and gets a new identity? Kurt just wants to start over and do his life right from now on. He wants to focus on his career and put his love life on halt but all that changes with one night at a bar.

Kurt smiled as Mercedes, his maid of honor, rambled on and on and on. About how happy she was for Kurt and how handsome he looked. If Mercedes would have come out of her cloud nine bubble, she would have noticed Kurt's smile wasn't genuine; it didn't light up his eyes or reach his eyes.

"Kurt, I have wanted to be a maid of honor since forever! I am so glad you picked me over, Berry. That chick has serious problems." Kurt faked a laugh, "Don't say that about my stepsister! She isn't that bad. Give her a break, I mean being a famous Broadway star would drive you crazy too." Mercedes laughed and patted Kurt's back. They looked in the mirror, "Well Kurt, it's almost time. I'm going to go get the other, err grooms maids?" Kurt laughed and ushered 'Cedes out of the room with a smile.

As soon as he closed and locked the door, he dropped his smile. Kurt and Blaine had been high school sweethearts. Kurt had never been with anyone else, and frankly he was getting tired of Blaine. They had gone to college together and shared an apartment too. Blaine just didn't challenge him anymore. Blaine always agreed with Kurt, no matter what. Kurt and Blaine never fought, at all. Kurt just didn't feel the same way about Blaine that he had back in high school. Kurt just didn't love Blaine anymore.

He sighed as he sat down in front of the mirror. He picked up the flower bouquet he had. He picked up the keys to his Ford Mustang Convertible he had hid under some things. Blaine and he were moving into a new house after the wedding, little did Blaine know that Kurt had saved up some money and bought a new apartment in California. Kurt and Blaine had packed up all their things to move to the house in New York City. Kurt had sent his things to his new apartment in LA. He didn't tell anyone about this. He took his suitcase he had put in the corner of the room.

The room he was had a side door that led outside to the side of the church. He didn't have much of a plan, but he was going to start over. He was going to adopt a new identity and he was going to cut himself off from all of his life back here in upstate New York. Of course he was going to miss a lot of things and people, but this was for the best. He wished he didn't have to leave Mercedes especially but he knew if he told her, she would tell everyone else. He was sad of course because this meant he was leaving his family, too. But his father had has his second heart attack a few years back, so Carole was all he had. Not that she wasn't just like a mom to him, but she wasn't his real mom so he never connected much with her.

He had a few job interviews set up in California. He had majored in journalism and had been a reporter for a small newspaper in New York. He even had an interview at the Los Angeles Times. He threw his suitcase in the back and got in the front. He hoped to have a small head start before anyone noticed he was gone. He had even locked the door to give him a little extra time. He knew Blaine was probably standing at the altar right now. Kurt had parked on the side of the Church for easy leave. He pulled away from the church and started to drive down the street. He put on his Ray Bans, as the tears started to roll down his cheeks.

He felt like a horrible person, he felt like he was just running away from his problems. He realized he couldn't feel guilty because he was trying to start over and he couldn't hold the past with him. He was exiting the city limits of Hyde Park, New York. By now they probably knew Kurt was missing and they were looking for him. He had turned off his phone, because he knew they'd be calling and texting him. Plus if it was off they couldn't track it. I mean sure the police probably could, but by then he'd have a new phone. Plus he made sure no one knew where he had sent his things.

He could have gotten a plane ticket and probably got to LA quicker but he would have a hell of a time trying to transport his car and all. Plus he loved a road trip. It would take a few days to get to LA and he would have to take rest stops at random cities he stopped in. He wondered what Blaine would feel like when he found out Kurt had left him standing at the altar. It was never his intention, if you would've asked him in high school he'd tell you he was gonna marry that boy one day. Hell if you would've asked him in college he would told you that he was going to spend the rest of his life with Blaine. But Blaine had just become too attached, too clingy and if he left Blaine there, Blaine would track him down and try to fix them. He wouldn't leave Kurt alone and his friends and family would kill him for sure. He knew he needed to start over, to just live his life without a man holding him down.

Kurt wished he would have had a chance to say goodbye to everyone at least, yet he knew that he couldn't. He hoped that driving away would make his problems go away. He decided that he would need a new name; he always liked the name Chris. And he would take his mother's maiden name, Colfer. Wow, Kurt couldn't believe it, he was actually going cross-country. He had always wanted to drive cross-country, not like this per say, either way he could cross it off his bucket list. He wondered what would happen with the new house, would Blaine keep it? Would he sell it and get a new apartment? Keep the old one? Most likely not because the old apartment or even new house would probably have sad memories for Blaine. Kurt sighed as he turned on the radio, and he heard a familiar song start up.

"Well I tried to make it Sunday, but I got so damn depressed that I set my sights on Monday and I got myself undressed I ain't ready for the altar…"

Kurt quickly changed to a different station, just hearing the word altar made him cringe. He then heard another song that hit pretty close to home,

And I'm good, good, good to go And I'm good, good, good to go I got to get away Get away from all of my mistakes And I'm good, good, good to go And I'm good, good, good to go I got to get away Get away from all of my mistakes
So here I sit looking at the traffic lights The red extinguishes the hope that the green ignites I want to run away, I want to ditch my life Cause all of my mistakes keep me awake at night
And after all of my alibis desert me I just want to get by I don't want nothing to hurt me I had no idea where my head was at But if my heart says I'm sorry can we leave it at that' Cause I just want for all of this to end
And I so hate consequences And running from you is what my best defense is Consequences Oh God, don't make me face up to this And I so hate consequences And running from you is what my best defense is 'Cause I know that I let you down And I don't want to deal with that.

Kurt decided it would be best to put on his iPhone, and then realized he couldn't. He quickly opened up the glove compartment where he had put all his CD's to listen to. He pulled out his Wicked CD and popped it in at a red light. He waited as the intense instrumental part of "No One Mourns the Wicked" started up. He wondered if he would ever see any of his New York friends again.

He had been driving a little over half an hour and he was just getting on to Route 84. He had another 45-60 minutes before he was out of New York. He had memorized parts of the route and written the rest of them down. It should take about two days if he drove straight there, yet he couldn't drive two days straight without sleep. Kurt had no idea when he was going to sleep next; he also had no idea when he was going to a square meal next. He had small snacks packed in his suitcase, but not a full meal.

He knew this was going to be a long week. He also planned to change his appearance slightly when he got to LA. He was going to get a tan, spike/curl his hair up and put golden highlights in it. He was going to have to get a new ID, passport and new credit cards. Kurt never knew it would be so hard to start his life over. He looked at the clock and noticed it was 11:47. He couldn't wait to get out of New York; he wanted to leave all this behind as soon as possible.

Kurt smiled as he sang along to "Popular". Kurt quickly skipped, the next song "Defying Gravity", because it reminded him of Rachel and their duet in high school. He soon saw a sign stating that he was leaving New York and then entering Pennsylvania.

Kurt then realized he would have nothing to do on the way to L.A. Normally you have people to share the ride with or someone to switch off driving with. He would have no one to talk to or call. Kurt pulled up to stop sign and banged his head on the steering wheel. He never thought this threw enough. He never knew it was going to be this hard.

At least, he didn't have to spend the rest of his life pretending to be happy and pretending to love Blaine. He figured he'd eat a snack, so he pulled over and grabbed one of his bags out of the backseat. He grabbed a granola bar and pulled back out onto the road. This was going to be a long trip. Kurt just hoped it was all worth it.

Hey guys, Storm here! :) I had this idea a few nights ago and I just had to write it down! I have no idea where it came from but I thought it would be fun to write about Kurt starting over. The first few chapters might be a little dull because it's just gonna be backstories/flashbacks and Kurt on the road. :P Haha Please review I need to know what you think and if I should continue or not! I think this story has potential and I enjoy the idea, so please read and review thanks! :)

Much love and many bear hugs,

Storm aka Rachel :D 3

PS the first song was Sister Golden Hair by Alabama and the second one was I So Hate Consequences by Reliant K and other chapters will be longer!