Strangers, Again.
Disclaimer- I do not own glee or any of its characters. If I did, I would be writing the show, not this fan fiction.
I don't really know how it happened. Maybe it was just Sebastian. I wasn't about to let anything happen to Kurt, though. Never. Either way, he was going to get hurt, but things were better this way. Right? Let me back up a bit. I was in the locker room, after gym, alone. Sebastian walked in casually, frowning as my phone buzzed in my pocket. I flinched as he grabbed me by the shirt, and pulled me close. "You listen, and you listen closely. You love Kurt don't you?" he breathed in my face, the smell of icebreakers lingered. "Y-yes.." I stuttered. "Then you get rid of him, do it. Now. Text him back, dump him." "What? No, I won't! Why would I listen to you?" "Okay, if you really want it to come to this..." he slid a gun from his gym bag. "I hope I don't need to use this, but if you're not going to get rid of him, then I will." quickly I fumbled around in my pocket desperately grabbing my phone, and dialing his number. "Hey babe! Why didn't you answer my text?" I heard Kurts calm voice. "Kurt I'm.. I um... I'm breaking up with you.." I blurted. "What? Why? Blaine did I do something wrong? Can't we talk about this?" I heard his voice cracking. God, please Kurt don't cry. I thought to myself. "Babe you didn't do anything I jus-" I froze as sebastain pulled his gun again as a reminder, more like a warning. His eyes burning holes right through me, Tell him, I dare you. You better be careful. I could practically hear his voice. "Blaine? Are you okay" "I'm fine, I'm really sorry Kurt." I hung up and Sebastian grinned deviously. "There we go. That wasn't so hard, now was it? Don't try to get back with him, I will kill him, or anyone you tell. I'll be watching you Blaine Anderson."