Blaine hadn't felt this nervous in a very long time. It took him a full five minutes to even step out of his room and start walking towards the staircase. He could hear his parent's voices downstairs; his mother's cool, calm tone and his father's stern but slightly caring voice engaged in a casual conversation. Blaine shifted nervously on the top step of the stairs before he made his way down the stairs, trying to gather up what he was going to ask them. He reached the bottom step and took a deep breath. He walked into the large living room where his mother was reclining on the couch and his father in his large chair. Blaine stuffed his hands into his jeans pocket to stop them from shaking.

" Blaine, dear." his mother cooed, sitting up straighter.

" I was just about to call you downstairs, son. How do you feel about going out for dinner?" his father stood up out of the chair and approached Blaine, but didn't touch him. He never did, after Blaine had came out to him.

" That sounds great, but, um..." Blaine said softly.

" Blaine, is something wrong?" his mother asked.

" I- I need to ask you something... both of you."

Blaine's father sat back down. Blaine tried to make his thoughts calm down and think about what to say.

" What, Blaine?" Mr. Anderson said.

Blaine hesitated. This was the exact feeling he had had when he was about to tell them that he was gay, but this time Melanie wasn't here to give him a pep talk. He regretted ever encouraging her to go out of state for college right when he needed his sister.

" Um, you guys know Kurt Hummel, right? The guy I sang with at Regionals?"

Both parents nodded, his father looking slightly annoyed.

" Well, um, he's, um, leaving Dalton. His family can't pay tuition anymore, so, um-"

" Blaine, are you asking us for money?"

" No! No, not at all. I just, uh..." Blaine started wringing his hands together, like he always did when he was nervous.

" Blaine, please, what is it you want?" his mother said.

Blaine suddenly remembered who he was doing this for.

" IwanttogotoMcKinelywithhim." Blaine blurted out all at once.

His father and mother exchanged confused looks.

" What?" his mother asked.

" I... I want to transfer to McKinley High School with Kurt."

What came next forever broke any love he had felt for the two people he called " parents"

" Kurt, are you sure you're ok about this?" Finn asked as he watched his younger step-brother put away his designer clothing more carefully than usual.

" Finn, please. Quit worrying. I'll be fine." Kurt mumbled, hanging up a Dolce and Gabana jacket with more attention than needed.

" I kinda have to, man. I mean, when you came to " Night Of Neglect", I heard you pacing all night from my room. Doesn't being at McKinely make you nervous?" Finn looked at Kurt's face, which had gone a little pale, " Dude, did something happen?"

" No, Finn. Nothing happened." That was a flat out lie. Kurt hated lying to people, but he had to. Especially if it meant he wouldn't have to deal with a death threat.

" I just, I don't want you to get hurt. I know that certain people aren't going to be happy that you're coming back."

" Wait, you haven't told anyone, right?"

" Well, I kinda wanted to tell the glee club, I didn't know I f you would want me to-"

" It's ok if you tell them. But, just don't let it spread, ok?"

" Cool," Finn turned to leave, " It's gonna be great to have you back, Kurt. We've missed you."

Kurt forced a small smile on his face, but he could feel fear building up inside him. He knew who would be waiting for him on Monday, three days from now.

' Courage, Kurt. Courage.' Kurt told himself.

He was going to need it.