A/N: Hey everybody! Thanks again to everyone who has subscribed to this story and to those of you who have reviewed it. You guys have no idea how happy you make me! Please continue to read and review! Enjoy
Disclaimer: I do not own Glee, or any of the characters. However, the song Kurt hums is mine. Yup, I attempted to write a song. Let me know what you think!
Kurt had a dream that night. He was trapped in Pavarotti's bird cage, and he was looking at two versions of himself. One Kurt was wearing a Dalton uniform, and the other Kurt was wearing skinny jeans, a sweater, and a hat, all almost definitely some sort of designer brand. Kurt, trapped in the cage, was wearing his pajamas, and looking questioningly at the other two.
Hat Kurt said, "Come back to McKinley Kurt!"
The Kurt wearing the Dalton uniform said, "No, it's better for you at Dalton."
This is almost like in cartoons, Kurt thought, when someone has the angel and devil versions of themselves on the shoulders arguing...only it's weirder...
Kurt wearing the hat then said, "You can be yourself at McKinley."
Dalton Kurt argued back with, "You're safer at Dalton, Karofsky can't get to you here."
Hat Kurt returned with, "C'mon, you can handle Karofsky! You're better then that Neanderthal. Courage, remember? You can't run from your problems forever, Kurt. You need to face your fears."
Dalton Kurt looked angry, "But what about Blaine?" he practically yelled.
"You can still see him!" replied the hat wearing Kurt.
Kurt wearing the Dalton uniform looked defeated as hat Kurt said, "You want to be free, Kurt. You're trapped like the bird! C'mon, fly away!"
Kurt looked confused...he was trapped, what in the world was the other him talking about? And what bird? Pavarotti? But he couldn't fly...
Dalton Kurt sighed, "He's right Kurt. And I know you love Blaine, but you can still see him, he shouldn't be the only thing holding you back. Fly away, be yourself!"
Suddenly wings sprouted out of Kurt's back.
"Go back to McKinley Kurt!" Both Dalton and hat Kurts shouted.
Kurt spread his newly-grown wings and flew out of the cage. Looking back, he realized the cage was labeled Dalton, and as he looked ahead, he knew what he had to do.
Kurt awoke with a start. He sat up and turned on the lamp next to his bed as he tried to process what he had just dreamed. However, like with all dreams, the memory of it was hazy. Alright...he was...in a cage...there were three of him...Wow, this had to be the weirdest dream he ever had. Okay, so two of him were arguing...about if he should stay at Dalton or not...then he...grew wings...and flew out of the cage...? What? And the Kurts outside the cage had decided on something, Kurt remembered, they...wanted him to go back to McKinley. Hmm... Were they right? The two Kurts? Suddenly a song popped into Kurt's head. He started humming as he thought.
"Sometimes I feel like I'm all trapped in. No one lets me, lets me be what I want to be. I want out but I cant leave."
It was freaky how much that song related to his dream, he thought. But, it didn't completely...if his dream...was what he thought it was...his subconscious was telling him to leave Dalton? So the song was wrong...he could leave. Should he?
"Let me fly, let me be me. Let me make my life what I want it to be. Let me be free, let go of my reigns. Let me spread my wings and fly right out of here."Kurt hummed more.
Maybe he should go back to McKinley. He could "be free" and be himself. Was that really the better choice? He would have to think about it a little more. Maybe talk to Blaine...no. He couldn't leave Blaine behind! Well, he might have to, he realized. He couldn't let his love for Blaine hold him back. Blaine was the only thing keeping him at Dalton. Blaine was the only reason he wasn't completely miserable. But yet he was still miserable. Dalton wasn't about being an individual, and that was Kurt. He was different, unique. And proud of it. He wasn't afraid to show it. At Dalton, everyone had to fit a kind of mold. It was a loose mold, there was the no harassment policy and everything, but it was still a mold. The Warbler's wasn't like New Directions. Everyone was basically the same, even though they were all different. And Kurt couldn't fill that mold. He knew it, and he made it pretty clear to everyone else. Dalton would help and protect him, sure, but it wasn't best for him. He didn't belong. He realized he hadto go back to McKinley, he had to break away from the mold of Dalton. He sighed as he hummed more,
"It's my life, I can do what I want to. It's my life, just let me be me. It's my life, don't tell me how to live it. Just set me free!"
Kurt was going to set himself free. He had to. Now it was just a matter of how to break the news to Blaine...and his parents...