"I have to go." Rachel said, closing the window. Finn looked up quickly at Kurt.
"What the hell?" He asked. When Kurt didn't reply, he asked something else. "Are you planning on going back?"
"No." Kurt admitted.
"Kurt, did you see what you did to Blaine? You guys have been together for years, how could you do this to him?"
"I can't go back Finn."
"Why not?"
"Blaine, he…"
"What did he do? Oh my god, Kurt," Finn leaned in close, lowering his voice. "Are you pregnant?"
"Finn! No! How could you even- it doesn't work like-" Kurt hid his face in his hands, turning red.
"I can't believe this. What could he do?"
"You don't want to know."
"I do."
"Too bad." Kurt stood. "I'm going upstairs." He said, leaving.
"I'm telling Burt and Mom when they get home!" Finn called after him. Kurt felt like slapping himself. Perfect, now Finn would tell anyone and everyone about the latest news. At least he had told Finn that he was inot/i pregnant. The question was, did Finn understand? Kurt sat down heavily on the bed in his old bedroom that, thankfully, had still not yet been cleaned out. Kurt also realized that some of his old pictures were still on his bulletin board. Blaine was in all of them. Kurt pulled them all down, but was unsure what to do with them. He could throw them away, but that would feel very clichéd and childish. He finally decided on putting them in his desk drawer. Kurt hated that everything in his bedroom reminded him of Blaine. Especially the closet. Maybe going to Lima was a mistake. Should he leave? Probably not. All of his funds were in New York, so how was he supposed to pay for anything? For now he could probably find a pert-time job at The Lima Bean or something. Kurt did not look foreword to wearing the ridiculous uniform.
About three hours later, Kurt heard his dad and Carol arrive home. That's when the questions began again. First, Burt and Carol were bombarded by a boisterous Finn who was trying to explain the situation all at once.
"…and Rachel was on the computer, and then…"
"Finn!" Carol interrupted "What are you talking about?"
"Kurt, he's here." Finn seemed very out of breath from talking to quickly.
"What? Why?" was how the questions started. Finn answered most before Kurt even got downstairs. The first question he was asked directly was,
"What did he say?" it was Carol's question. She seemed sincerely concerned, but also curious. Burt was mad, anyone could tell.
"Kurt, did he hurt you?" he growled, looking like he would murder Blaine.
"He didn't hurt me…physically." Kurt chose his last word very carefully.
"But what did he say?" Carol prodded. Kurt just shook his head. "You're not going to tell us?" Carol asked softly, placing a hand gently on Kurt's shoulder.
"No." Kurt looked close to tears.
"Why not?" Burt tried to calm his voice, but did not succeed very well.
"It's…not important." Kurt lied. "I'm going to The Lima Bean to look for a job." He said, leaving. He walked into the Lima Bean not long after. The 'Help Wanted' sign was there as usual in the front window. Kurt walked in, and was hired in minutes. He was scheduled to start in an hour because of lack of employees. Kurt killed that hour sitting in the coffee shop and waving at costumers that he knew. Quinn was still around, as well as Mike, Tina, Arty, and Sam. He heard form Lauren that Puck was still in LA going to college-for the eighth year in a row-but was due back by the end of the year. He also saw coach Beiste who was currently coaching a winning football team. After seeing all his old friends Kurt felt that coming back was a better idea then he first thought. When he finally started his shift-and donned the horrible uniform-he began to wonder what Blaine was doing at the moment. Trying to push the thought away, Kurt began serving the customers.
"Coffee. Black please." Kurt looked up at the customer that had spoken. It was an old friend. "Kurt? You work here?" David Karofsky stared quizzically at him.
"Uh, yeah." Kurt said, starting up the machine.
"I didn't know you were back in town." Karofsky smiled nervously, pulling out four singles from his wallet.
"Yeah, I got back yesterday." Kurt admitted, handing over the piping hot beverage.
"When does your shift end? I want to talk to you." Karofsky asked, paying for his drink.
"At four" Kurt told him.
"Great. See you then." Karofsky smiled, leaving the counter. Kurt spent the remainder of his shift mostly wondering about what Karofsky was going to talk to him about. When his shift finally did end-and Kurt got out of the terrible uniform-Kurt hurried out of the back room, searching the coffeehouse for the bulky boy. The perky girl behind the counter began to speak to Kurt
"That guy got a phone call and left. He said to say sorry, but it was important." She said, getting after her latest order. Kurt frowned, leaving the Lima Bean and heading home.