Hello readers, my name is Stephanie for those who don't know me. I'm a Klaine fan, but I have addiction to Seblaine and Kurbastian in a way. I can see chemistry from Sebastian and Blaine. You will notice my writing is much like roleplaying because I am a roleplayer, so you know. This is my first story, so excuse me that it's so short. I wish I could write a lot more than I usually could. This story was my influence after a re-watch of episode seven. Please enjoy!
01. Goodbye McKinley.
After the prompt performance with the Warbler, Blaine left Dalton feeling a bit of a burning flame throughout his entire body. There was a bit guilt, but it actually felt good to be with his former buddies after a year of leaving them for McKinley. His friends in McKinley would be flipping out that when they find out that was singing and dancing with Warblers. The blazer in one hand, but no trophy to put back in the trophy case in the Chorus room. He promised to bring it back where it rightfully belonged. Yet, he was without the trophy. He knew he had a decision to make about what he was going to do. He was going try to talk to Finn about this first before the rest of his friends.
"Blaine," The hazel eyed male heard the voice of substitute teacher call him from the distance. He closed the locker he was standing in front of for what it seemed like hour, thinking of what to say and how to say it, making sure his words are good. He was still that heartbroken boy who loved Kurt, but the glasz taller teenager refused every call, text or boxes of gifts that were sent to him. He didn't want to give up, but he knew he had done something that went beyond what was done to him. He heard his name being called again, just much louder this time, meaning Finn was coming towards him. He turned to face the man was his bo.. ex-boyfriend's step-brother. The taller nodded his head to the chorus room, so he followed him inside. He knew this talk was going to go sour when he mentions how he is feeling at this moment.
"How are you feeling Blaine? I'm talking to you as a friend and not a teacher." Finn asked. He was curious about Blaine, even if he cheated on Kurt.
"I'm.. I'm not okay. I just can't thinking about Kurt. I just… want to stop thinking about him. This room is getting to me." Blaine had turned his head away from Finn, knowing he just admitted his feelings. "I went to Dalton to retrieve…" He decided he was going to change the subject before he gets too emotional. He was about to say what he went to Dalton for. The taller teen had interrupted him before he announced anything else.
"Did you sing with them?" Asked Finn.
Blaine's hazel eyes looked at Finn with guilt in them, and then his head looked down in ashame. He raised his head again as he speak. "I only did because.."
"Great."
"You didn't even notice something was missing the whole time." Blaine spat at Finn. Lately, he was snapping at anyone that spoke to him with just a little higher tone. "Sorry," was all he could say. He watched as the teen looked around the room until he saw the trophy was no longer sitting in rightful place. Finn turned back to Blaine.
"How are we getting it back?"
Blaine only knew one way to get it back; sneaking in at night wasn't an option because the school was heavily guarded at the night time. He couldn't think of another way to make it sound good or make seem like a good idea. He swallowed hard as he tried to keep his eyes on Finn, who was expecting him to answer. "There is no way to steal it back, even if we tried. We'll go to jail for breaking inside. Not the regular six months. Maybe two years the most." He gulped hard. "Finn, I'm going to get the trophy back for the glee club, but I'm going back to Dalton. I can't stand here anymore."
Blaine had tried his hardest to compose the emotions that ran throughout his entire body. He had made a run for the door with Finn trying his hardest to call the emotional teen back into the room. It failed because the minute he took off running, he didn't stop until he was in the men's bathroom and in a stall to let out a loud sob. He sobbed because he missed being so happy about everything. He sobered because he missed being able to talk to Kurt, whether it was Skype, over the phone, text or Facebook. He never felt this alone for a long time. Not even the members of the New Directions can mend his broken heart. He just wanted to feel okay again. Dalton was going to be that source of comfort, be that light at the end of the tunnel.
After what it seemed like an hour of nothing, but crying, Blaine emerged from the stall to wash away tears tracks that remained on both of his cheeks. He went the classes he needed to go to before finding a box to put his belongs inside. He made sure to get every book he owned along with any pictures that were his. Yet again, his name was being called. Only this time, it was Sam, who stopped to look at the blonde, who was looked at the box to see what the gelled haired boy's was putting in it.
"Where are you going?" Sam asked with nothing, but concern for Blaine.
Blaine was hesitating to reply his answer because he knew he was going sob yet again. He didn't want the tears to fall again, not in front of a straight teen, who wouldn't know how calm a gay teen down when he was crying. He just keeping his eyes in a different direction as he spoke up for the first time all day. "I'm done here. I'm bring the trophy back and staying at Dalton."
"Blaine, don't do this. Not now. We'll find a way to get back."
"No we won't. Not now, not ever. I can't stay in this damn school, so just let me do what I want." Blaine spat out at Sam, and then took off to the exit. He didn't stop until he got in the safety of the car that called his own. He started engine quickly as possible. He sped out the parking lot to his house to beg his father to let him go back to Dalton.
Blaine has phone in hand as listening to the call tone for the caller to be picked up by the person. He had his back resting on the bedpost with knees up to his chest. Come on, answer the phone, he thought to him. This was the third time he was listening to the phone call tone. Finally, the person picked up the phone to his call. He didn't smile at this. It was more like he was frustrated that it took him so long to pick up.
"Well, you finally picked up your phone after the fifth time I called you." The hazel eyed boy's voice showed his annoyance.
"You decided to call me at a bad time because I was at a Warbler meeting. What was so important that you endlessly trying to get in touch with me?" Sebastian asked.
"The deal is done. Tell Hunter he will be seeing me on Monday."
Blaine could tell there was a smirk on Sebastian face as he said, "Fantastic. You made the right choice. See you on Monday, Killer."
Then the line went dead. Blaine groaned at being called Killer instead of being called Blaine. He put the phone down on the bed. He had about ten missed calls from Sam, Finn, Tina and Brittany, along with more than a hundred text messages. They were probably begging him to stay in McKinley. He felt like he had no other choice, either say in McKinley and no trophy or go to Dalton and get the trophy back. The Warblers could lie through their teeth about having the trophy, even having their parents get them nothing, but the best lawyers to fight their case. It will be costing a fortune for the public school. No witnesses to the crime. Any fingerprints wouldn't be found because the competitors were smart enough to know how to commit a crime and get away with it. He was going to be back to his safe haven.
Earlier his father had no problem with putting Blaine back into Dalton, even with his financial problems. He was trying to accept his son's sexuality as far as giving advice on decisions. At times it was hard for a man like him. He secretly didn't like Kurt because he was too flamboyant. He wanted to see someone just so normal for his son. His wife did like glasz boy who stopped in every now and then.
I promise that you Sebastian will be just like on television, but through my point of view. Feel free to ask any questions you have or suggestions. I don't know when I will update again. Have a good day! :D
