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Meanwhile in Lima, Ohio

Blaine and Kurt lay on the bed, revelling in their postcoital bliss. Blaine nuzzled his face into the crook of Kurt's neck inhaling the scent he'd missed for so long, which he thought was lost to him forever ever since that fateful day he went to Eli's. And now it was back. Everything was back. Life was back to normal, and now that Kurt was back in his life, the heavy stone in his chest had been lifted off, and he was able to breathe again, after months of feeling as though he was drowning. Now a lifeline had been sent, and he was alive again: Kurt, his beautiful Kurt.

"I've missed this." Kurt sighed, lacing his fingers with Blaine's as they admired each other. He never felt this way around Adam. Despite what he's said to him, it was true; Adam WAS his rebound, no more, no less..

RIIIIIIIIIIIING! RIIIIIIIIIIIING!

The loud ringing of Kurt's phone jolted both of them out of the little bubble they were in.

"Of all times..." Kurt grumbled to himself as he reached over to pick up his phone. He froze when he saw the name written on it. Francesca Crawford.

"Shit."

"Really, Kurt? You swear now? I thought you only swore whenever we had sex." came Blaine's amused voice. Upon seeing the somber expression on Kurt's face, however, Blaine straightened up and became serious.

"What is it, Kurt? What happened?"

"It's Adam's sister. She's...she's rather..hostile." Kurt said worriedly. Taking a deep breath, he hit the Accept button and braced himself for what was to come.

"KURT FUCKING HUMMEL YOU FUCKING LITTLE SHIT I AM GOING TO FUCKING KILL YOU YOU BLOODY BASTARD!" screeched the voice on the other end, jarring Kurt as well as Blaine, who was able to hear it from the loud volume of the speaker.

"I don't know how the fuck you have the fucking NERVE to do this you son of a bitch! This better be some kind of sick joke, because YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT THE FUCK MY BROTHER HAS GONE THROUGH before you fucking came sauntering into his fucking life motherfucker! Or have you fucking forgotten what I fucking told you from day one? EXPLAIN, MOTHERFUCKER! I DEMAND A MOTHERFUCKING EXPLANATION! EXFUCKINGPLAIN!

"Francesca...I...I love Blaine...I just..I couldn't.." , Kurt faltered, looking for words.

"So it's fucking true, then?! You left my fucking brother, WHO DID NOTHING OTHER THAN TRUST AND FUCKING LOVE YOU for the rat dicked son of a bitch who fucking CHEATED on you and left you crying for so many fucking days! ADAM FUCKING LOVED YOU KURT! Did you really think that that didn't fucking matter? You only thought about yourself, you know, it always fucking has to you you you and that is a lot coming from me because you know I don't give a flying fuck about other people BUT DID YOU REALLY HAVE TO BE SO FUCKING DENSE? I thought you were good for him, I thought you could fix him, I thought you could fucking HELP HIM YOU BASTARD BUT YOU KNOW WHAT YOU DID? YOU BROKE HIM! YOU FUCKING BROKE WHAT WAS ALREADY FUCKING BROKEN! STUPID SON OF A BITCH GO DIE IN A FUCKING HOLE IN HELL and you know what? SHIT IS GOING DOWN ONCE YOU COME BACK. AND YOU TELL YOUR PIG ASSED RAT'S DICK OF A FUCKING BOYFRIEND TO WATCH HIS FUCKING BACK. But you know what? THANKS! FUCKING THANKS! You're a stupid heartless motherfucker who thinks he knows all about love and acceptance and all that's fucking good in the world, but you know what? You aren't. You're a motherfucking hypocrite who thinks its perfectly fucking fine to hurt those who didn't do anyfuckingthing to you. So thanks for showing your true fucking colors this fucking early. And anyways, Adam didn't fucking deserve you. Adam deserves someone who will fucking love him and accept him and help him and fucking keep his trust and an all and all REAL FUCKING PERSON WITH REAL FUCKING FEELINGS WHO USES THEIR FUCKING HEADS AND NOT THEIR FUCKING DICKS, he deserved someone who could show him what love is, and what he really is worth for. He deserved a fucking PERSON, not a fucking horse mouthed, two faced, ASSHOLE like you! I would say that I would chop your balls off, but you HAVE NONE! SO FUCK OFF FUCKER!"

And with that, she hung up.

In New York...

"Damn that felt good." Francesca thought as she put down her phone, and as she did so, noticed the small bonsai tree on the table. In a rage, she picked up the tree and hurled it against the wall, imagining that that tree was Kurt Bastard Hummel and that the soil that marred the wall and fell from the tree was his blood. That motherfucker was going to fucking pay.

She took a cigarette from the box in her pocket and lit it as she walked to the fridge for another beer. Empty. Well shit. At that moment, however, a lightbulb switched on in her head and she headed over to the direction of her brother's room.

"Adam!" she cried as she walked into his room. "Get changed. We're leaving."

"What? Where?" came his confused voice from the corner of the room. Oh, right, he hasn't moved yet. Walking over to the corner, she crouched down and said with a will that was not to be swayed,

"Just change. You, my dear brother, are going to the bar with me and getting laid. Come on. You need to get over him."

And before he could say anything, she stood up and walked out of the room. She would need a drink and a fuck first before she could excecute the next part of her plan. And, hopefully, she would find assistance in the bar.

So..there! Hope y'all liked it! Reviews are awesome. Thanks! :)