Hey guys! This is another story! Sorry I ended the other story in the middle,just no inspiration! But this one should be far better! So here you go!
Disclamer-I don't own glee.
Changes for a Lifetime.
I'm…I'm going back Blaine." Kurt said into Blaine's neck. They were cuddling, there huge pile of homework forgotten on the floor.
This is how Blaine and Kurt had spent most of there afternoons since they had gotten together-just enjoying each others presence, being glad that they had found each other.
"What do you mean Kurt?" Blaine said apprehensively. Kurt then pushed away, his head laying low.
"to McKinley…" Kurt mumbled.
Blaine then felt a surge of emotions rush through them; first confusion.
"Wait, what? McKinley? Kurt, you're not safe there! Why the hell would you want to go back there?" Blaine said, trying, and failing, to make his voice not harsh.
"Blaine, don't you see? I hate Dalton! Everyone is the same. All trying there best to fit in a be perfect…that's not me Blaine! I am completely suffocated here! My fashion, my voice, my everything is repressed here and I…I just cant take it anymore. I'd rather be slushied and tormented for being myself then not be myself at all!" Kurt shouted, his hands bunched up in fist.
Then another emotion hit Blaine; anger. 'Oh, so that's what you think of me? That im just some thoughtless robot? Oh yes, of course I am. That totally must be why you're datig me. Perfect fucking sense Kurt, just perfect." Kurt flinched as Blaine dropped the F-bomb. He had never seen Blaine this mad. "You know Kurt, not everything's about you. Ever think about how leaving would effect me. Apparently not. I guess you don't give a damn about my feelings.' Blaine seethed, his face distorted into a angry scowl.
"What the fuck Blaine? Why would you say that? Of course I give a damn about you! I love you! I just can't…can't be here. The only person I talk to is you. I have no friends, no one to talk to here. It's sucking the soul and song out of me. Blaine, I just can't take it. I'm…I'm sorry." Kurt said dropping his head.
Then the next emotion hit him…denial.
'No. No! Kurt you can't be leaving…you can't! You love me! You…you said you wouldn't leave me…you said…" Blaine pleaded, looking like a lost puppy.
'I'm…I'm sorry Blaine. I have to go." Kurt said, tears streaming down his face. He got up from the bed and left in a hurry.
Then the final feeling hit Blaine; grief. He fell to the ground, broken sobs escaping his lips.
