Two days, Blaine was only gone for two days on his trip to see his parents in Westerville. Apparently that's all it took for Kurt to do what he did, to stoop to the level that he was now in. It wasn't something that Blaine could cope with easily; he never thought that in this lifetime Kurt would cheat on him. Returning to the apartment they shared in New York only to find clothing thrown through the front room, leading into the bedroom. Only to see Kurt on their bed. Theirs. The bed they had shared for a year and a half, being straddled by another man. Not just any other man though.
By Noah Puckerman, all these years of dinner dates and movie nights Blaine had thought Puck was straight. Apparently he was completely and utterly wrong. Blaine stared for a moment, the two men on the bed didn't even notice him standing in the doorway. With tears of both anger and hurt, Blaine turned on his heel and walked from the house. Slamming the door as he went, hoping to ruin the moment for the duo in his apartment.
Storming through the hallway of the building, he didn't have a clue as to where he was going. His heart ached Kurt had broken him. Until this moment Blaine didn't believe this amount of pain existed. More than anything he wanted to run back into the apartment and rip Puckerman from Kurt. Kurt was supposed to be his forever; this was never supposed to happen. He didn't understand why would Kurt do this to him?
Blaine found himself outside of a small coffee shop, coffee defiantly wasn't what he needed right now. But he was there, he needed to calm down and the last thing he wanted to do was go to a bar and try and drink away his problems. Entering the small coffee shop he noticed an elderly gay couple sitting to his right, they looked so in love, so at peace. He wished himself and Kurt could just go back to that. The constant question in his mind, the question of whether or not Kurt would have told him about sleeping with Puck. Or if he would of just pretended that nothing had happened at all. This is the thing that worried him the most. He and Kurt had always been honest with each other from day one of their friendship.
Not knowing what to do Blaine decided it best not to return to the apartment that night. Instead he would call Jeff, one of the few Warblers he was still in contact with. It had been 3 years since high school; most of the boys had drifted apart. But Jeff he was, other than Kurt. Blaine's best friend, He knew Jeff would want to know all the details but he also knew that the other boy wouldn't dare speak of it to anyone else. Reaching into his pocket he pulled out and hit his speed dial. As the phone rang the urge to just hang up came to him, but it was too late for that. At that moment Jeff answered his phone, bright and cheery as always.
"Hi Jeff, can I stay at your place tonight? I don't want to be anywhere near my apartment."
"Sure you can, but I expect a full explanation of why when you get here Blainey-Bear."
"Yes I figured as much. I'll be there soon. Bye Jeff."
"Bye Blaine!"
Blaine set off down the unusually quiet streets of New York, until he found himself outside of Jeff's apartment. He debated on turning around, but Jeff was on the step waiting for him. He walked up the way and found himself being wrapped in Jeff's arms. The boys had been friends for so long, this seemed almost routine for them. Bringing himself out of Jeff's grasp he let the tears begin to fall. Jeff looked at him with concern but he did not push Blaine, he linked his arm with Blaine's and he steered the boy into his empty house. Settling on the couch, Blaine instinctively grabbed the throw pillow and brought it to his chest. Holding onto it as if it was his most treasured item. Jeff waited patiently for Blaine to begin, the other boy putting his hand on Blaine's thigh as a sign of reassurance.
Blaine blinked through the tears and began his recollection of the night, what he saw. Jeff's reaction was angry, as it was expected to be. In the end Blaine was curled into the corner of the couch sobbing silently. Jeff had left the house; he was going to the apartment to confront Kurt. The one thing Blaine knew he couldn't bring himself to do. He fell into a dreamless sleep his last thought, was that he hoped everything would be fine in the morning.
A/N; Hi So I hope that you all enjoyed this. I think it will be multi chaptered. But who knows how long it will end up being! Anyways, Review if you would like to, But no pressure! Until next time – Lizz