AN/: OK so this is a story that I wrote for a project in school last year that I edited a bit to make it Klaine instead of the original two girls. WARNING! Lots of angst and sadness! This is a future fic and some of Kurt's past has been altered. Plus it also kind of seems like it starts in the middle but I'm thinking of going back into a flashback kind of chapter later on. Ok hope you like it reviews please! This is my first!

Chapter One: Bad News

Kurt's POV:

"Kurt…Kurt! Did you hear what I just said?"

This is what Blaine kept repeating in my ear, the phone was held loosely in my hand and I couldn't find the strength to respond. This is SO not what I needed right now. Just so I could complete my world falling down around me. My boyfriend. My bestfriend. My only friend. How could he does this? To him, to me, to us? Did he even think about this?

"Did you even think about this Blaine? Did you THINK about how much it would hurt me if you killed yourself?" I screamed.

"Of course I did Kurt, I would never want to hurt you, but look at my life recent-"he was cut off by me yelling back "Look at mine! How do you think I feel everyday when I get to go home from being tortured at school by Karofsky and his Neanderthals to find my dad passed out on the couch from too much beer and sorrow because he still just can't deal with mom being gone and the garage slowly going out of business?

Blaine said nothing. I knew I was being selfish and that pointing out my problems wouldn't help her come to peace with her own. I knew that I couldn't blame him for thinking about it, pulling the plug. There hadn't been a week recently when there wasn't a new bruise from his dad because his son was "too much of a fag to live under (his) roof". There had been many long nights filled with me holding him and rocking him to sleep after a particularly bad fight. He at least had his mom though. Being 14 and losing your mother doesn't go away without any scars. It had been almost three years since she had passed and all that had changed is that my dad became more of an alcoholic. This year has been the worst for both me and Blaine. All we had left was each other after his dad pulled him out of Dalton and put him in McKinley he lost his friends, and with Mercedes having to move to help care for her grandfather, I had nobody else either. All we had was each other, and we thought it would be ok =, that we would get through it, but we weren't doing well so far.

"Blaine, I'm sorry. I … I know how hard it is for you, I really do, it's just that I have no one else to talk to and I just need to scream sometimes, and with your announcement just now it scared me and I blew up. I'm sorry."

"I know."

We had had this fight before, it was always happening, but it had never been so serious.

"Meet you at the Lima Bean?" I asked, hoping that he would still want to see me.

"Yeah, be there in five."

I closed my phone and leaned my head back looking at the ceiling, thanking the universes that Blaine was still with me on earth, alive. I had no idea what I would do if he left.

AN/: So what do you think? Reviews are appreciated! And since I already have most of the story written updates should come every day! Maybe even multiple chapters if I have time!