Disclaimer: I do not own Glee.
AN: Just a drabble for y'all.

"And I don't need your love."

I was lying. I knew it, and I'm lying through gritted teeth.

But what else could you expect? After abandoning me, after leaving me to my misery? Did you expect that I'd want you back? That I'd welcome you with open arms?

I was lying and I knew it and it broke my heart.

Because I needed your love.

Needed it during the Sadies Hawkins' dance. Needed it when our parents hated me for what I am. Needed it when Sebastian threw slushie with rock salt at me and damaged my cornea. Needed it when I had to undergo surgery.

I needed it, Cooper, but you weren't there.

You never answered my calls, my texts, not even a simple "Wish you well, Blaine" from you.

So, yes, I'm lying through gritted teeth but I don't care.

Because I don't want you back. Not anymore.

I've grown stronger, Cooper. I have.

And as much as I need your love, I don't need you anymore.

So, please, just leave.

"Now you're just somebody that I used to know."

You're lying. I knew it, and you're lying through gritted teeth.

But what else could I expect? After I abandoned you, after I left you without a word, without even telling you goodbye? Why did I even hope that you'd want me back? That you'd welcome me back with open arms and that heart full of love?

You're lying and I know it and it breaks my heart.

Because you needed my love yet you don't need me anymore.

Not after I abandoned you during that Sadies Hawkins' dance. Not after I abandoned you to our cold, discriminating and horrible parents. Not after I failed to make an effort to ask how you are, especially when you needed it most during that Sebastian thing.

You needed me, Blaine, but I wasn't there.

I was stupid to never check my old number, too stupid to think that my assistant would notify you that I've changed my number, too stupid to tell you myself that I've changed my number.

You're lying, Blaine, but you don't care anymore.

Because you don't want me back. Not anymore.

You've grown stronger, Blaine. You have, and without me there to help you.

But as much as you say that you don't need me, I need you, Blaine.

So, please, let me in. Let me come back, please.