Hey guys! I decided to have a go at angst-y stuff, even though I'm so bad at it. Hope you enjoy this!

"Why, Kurt, why?" Blaine's voice rose as he turned to face the countertenor.

"B-Blaine... I can ex-explain..." Kurt said shakily, putting a hand on the older boy's shoulder before it was swatted away.

Glasz eyes widened and tears brimmed its edges as Blaine raised his fist, as if he were going to hit the younger boy. The fist hovered in mid-air for a second before falling, and Blaine buried his head in his hands.

"Kurt..." he said with such an icy tone that Kurt took a step back, "M-Maybe... we have to..." his voice trailed off.

"N-No," Kurt cried, "No, it doesn't have to be like this. Please, Blaine, let me explain it to you. Nothing happened between me and Wes! Blaine, Blaine, pl-please..."

Blaine looked at him with hazel eyes which held different emotions - hurt, pain, sorrow and underneath it all, heartbreak.

"I'm sorry, Kurt." the older boy walked out of the dorm and slammed the door behind him before collapsing.

Kurt dropped to the floor, watching the boy he loved with all his life walk out of the door. He remained there for a long time, crying and shaking so hard it nearly hurt to stop.

"Hey, Blaine," David called as he sat down next to Blaine, "Have you seen Kurt? All week he's been looking as if his family had just died."

Blaine cringed at those words but refused to show anything else. He shrugged at David's question and tried to lose himself in the world of Shakespeare.

"Hey, Blaine," David shook his friend's shoulder, "I really think you should talk to Kurt. Make him feel better, y'know? You're his boyfriend, after all."

David saw the soloist freeze and he started to realize what had happened.

"Y-You... You d-didn't..." he stuttered before shouting, "He LOVES you! And Wes told me everything - you KNOW he always tells me the truth. K-Kurt didn't do anything to Wes, and Wes didn't do anything to Kurt! There's NOTHING between them, a-and you let Kurt slip like that?" David grabbed Blaine's collar and started to shake him furiously. "How could you be so dumb? Go back there and apologize to my bro, NOW, before I drag you there and make you do it myself!"

David released Blaine and left in a huff. Blaine started to register everything David had just said - or shouted - at him, and instantly regretted what he had said to Kurt. He was just about to head to Kurt's room when he received a text from his ex-boyfriend.

Blaine, I'm so sorry. I love you. -K. xx

Blaine's eyes widened at the words and dashed like a mad-man to the countertenor's room.

What greeted there wasn't his upset ex-boyfriend, but rather what was left of him.

"DAVID! WES! ANYBODY!" Blaine sobbed helplessly as he cradled Kurt's head in his arms, "CALL THE AMBULANCE! PLEASE! Kurt... Kurt, please, don't leave me..."

Thirty minutes earlier.

There isn't anything left living for. thought Kurt as he lifted up the razor blade that he had bought the day before.

Blaine doesn't want me. Dad has Finn to replace for me. I'm gay. Maybe that God was right. Maybe I don't have a place in this world.

He slowly let the blade sink into his porcelain skin, not even wincing at the pain. After all, he thought, dumpsters and slushies have prepared me for this.

By the time he was almost unconscious, he had managed to send a farewell text to Blaine.

"Kurt... Kurt, please, don't leave me..."

Kurt's eyes opened a fraction and he caught sight of something he never thought he would see again.

"Blaine..." he whispered, cupping his hand over the older boy's face before letting it fall. He felt himself weaken and his eyelids fluttered close, plunging his mind into darkness.

Okay, I know that sucked. ._. I'm sorry if this was a complete waste of time & if everything happened too fast or anything. :/ Reviews are welcome! (:

xxmysticflare