Author's note:
I am so, so sorry for the wait. First it was that it was Christmas and all of the malarkey that comes with that and then a few personal things happened (if you follow me on tumblr then you most likely already know). But I promise that I shall not make you wait this long again! And also, for your patients and because of how short this chap is, I am uploading two chapters today :)
"Kurt!" Blaine cried out. "Kurt! Wait!" Rain fell hard and heavy in his hair as he screamed at the retreating form which was the love of his short, pathetic, complicated life. Kurt quickly spun around to face Blaine, his face boiling red with anger and what Blaine thought looked like deep sadness.
"What? What the hell do you want Blaine?" He spat the name with so much venom that the other boy flinched back, looking like it had physically wounded him.
"Where are you going?" Blaine muttered, feeling his stomach plummet at the expression on Kurt's face. There was so much hatred, and it was directed at him.
"I-" Kurt began, almost screeching. Then his breathing slowed and he shook his head, seeming to become more rational. "I don't know," he admitted with a sigh. "I just have to go, get away." Blaine reached out towards Kurt's pale hand resting on his hip. Kurt immediately pulled away, like the thought of Blaine touching him was utterly repulsing. "Alone." He finished with a frown.
"But... Why?" Blaine gasped, shoving his hands in his pockets and looking like someone had just refused him a puppy.
"Because Blaine," Kurt began with an impatient sigh, sounding like he was explaining something to a six year old. "I thought you loved me," he said, tears forming in his eyes. "but you shot me down without even a second glance, so excuse me if I need some time to recover." The older, yet shorter boy, stared up at Kurt with bewildered eyes. He was so confused! They both were.
"B - But I do l..." He trailed off as the other boy turned away from him. "Kurt!" He shouted again. But this time the figure didn't even grace Blaine with a mere look over his shoulder.
"Goodbye Blaine," Kurt muttered under his breath, mainly to himself. His eyes were stinging immensely and he knew if he even just looked at the boy behind him, he would crumble.
"Kurt." Blaine whispered helplessly as the one thing that made sense in his life disappeared into the shadow. He sank to his knees on the cold, wet pavement and sobs began to rip from his chest. Argh! What had he done?