Chapter Four: One Last Breath

His breathing was coming in short gasps. Sam was at the Lima hospital with Blaine. They had had to admit him, the last seizure he'd had had been a real bad one. Sam was beyond terrified. He was standing outside Blaine's ICU room, his phone in his hand. He was trying to screw up the courage to call his parents, to keep them informed. Sam just wasn't sure that he could say it out loud. Rachel was with him, she was getting them something to eat from the cafeteria. Sam glanced inside Blaine's room. Blaine was asleep. He wasn't sure yet how long his husband would have to be here, and that was scaring him. Sam's eyes brushed with tears, and he tried to catch his breath. Sam was in one way glad they were here, because Blaine needed help with his seizures. However, Sam was scared that this is where Blaine would die. He brushed tears off his cheek with his free hand, still trying to move to the right speed dial number. As he was agonizing, Mike Chang was walking up to him, carrying a gift bag. Sam set his green eyes on him, managing a half smile. "Hey, Mike. Thanks for coming. Blaine'll be glad to see you." It was true, and Sam really wondered what Mike had brought for Blaine. "What did you bring for B?" He asked, gesturing towards the gift bag. Relieved he didn't have to call his parents yet, he put his phone in his pocket.

Mike said, "He told me once that he lost his favorite teddy bear. So I got him a new one. No one should go without a teddy bear." Mike couldn't believe Blaine was going through this. If anyone didn't deserve it, it was Blaine. He reached out and touched Sam's shoulder. "What about you, Sammy? You doing okay?" He asked. Mike knew this had to be hard on him. Mike had been worried at first that their wedding had been a mistake, but he really felt like they were going to work out. Mike was a bit jealous. They were an adorable couple. They really did it right.

"That's a hard question to answer. I'm…. I'm so terrified. But I'm trying to be positive for him. I know he thinks he's not going to make it." THat was true and it was totally killing him. Sam was doing his best to believe that his husband was going to pull through this. "I have to admit, it's getting hard to believe that he's wrong. This… I don't even know how long he'll be here. They said they have to make sure the seizures are going to be less frequent before they let him go home." His voice wobbled as he spoke. This was the most scared that he'd ever been. In his entire life. There had to be a light at the end of the tunnel.

As soon as he heard those words, Mike moved to hug him. "Blaine's a fighter, Sammy. He can make it through this, I know he can." Mike hugged him tightly and then stepped back. He didn't blame Sam for being so scared. This was starting to be a very serious situation. Especially if they'd told Sam Blaine wasn't going to be discharged for awhile. Mike couldn't even imagine how Sam must feel. It had to be incredibly hard for Sam to see his husband like this. Mike would have been terrified it that had happened to Tina when he'd been with her. They were over for good though. He couldn't believe he'd ever been with her to begin with. She was not the person he'd thought she was. She'd turned out to be a huge bitch. Mike was so embarrassed that she was his ex girlfriend. Even Blaine and Sam had lost touch with her. Mike didn't even know where she'd chosen to go to college. He touched Sam's shoulder. "I can't even imagine how hard this must be. I really admire you, Sam. You two are going to make it. I have never seen a more stable couple. No matter how pissed off it makes Kurt." Mike thought Kurt was being a total and complete douchebag. He was still trying to go after Blaine even with Blaine being married. Mike just couldn't believe that was the same sweet guy he had known in high school. Mike didn't know how Kurt could justify going after someone else's husband. Whether it was his ex or not.

"Thanks, Mike. I can't believe how happy we are, Blaine being sick aside." Sam grimaced at the thought that Kurt was still in Lima. "Yeah, I really need to get it through Kurt's head that he and Blaine are over. He's the one who broke up with B. And now he's regretting it. I don't blame him for that, but Blaine has moved on, and Kurt seems to not understand that he made a huge mistake that can't be reversed. I personally think that he never forgave Blaine when they broke up. He only said yes when B proposed because so many people were watching." This was something that he'd felt for a very long time. "He's cruising for me to fuck him up if he doesn't back off. Blaine's my husband. It'd be one thing if we were just dating. But we're married. That should tell him that we're not breaking up." Sam led them into his husband's room. Blaine was still asleep. Sam moved to sit down on the couch. It folded into a bed for Sam when he needed it. Sam sighed as Mike joined him. "I never thought Kurt was the type to do this. That he really would go after someone's husband. How is he justifying this to himself? He's got no one that supports his choice, either. Rachel said she gave him hell a few days ago. I am just sad that it didn't take. I'm sick of this whole thing."

This is when Rachel came in, carrying bags of food. "Hi, Mike." She said, blushing deeply. Why she wasn't sure. Rachel handed one of the bags to Sam before she sat down. "I'm sorry, Mike, I didn't know you'd be here or I'd have food for you." Rachel wasn't surprised when he just waved a hand, like it was no big deal. Rachel had gotten Sam a burger and fries and herself a chicken salad sandwich and some potato chips. She'd gotten them both Diet Coke. She opened hers and cast her brown eyed gaze on Blaine. "I wish I could do something." Sam sighed. "Sorry, I interrupted your guys' conversation. I didn't mean to do that."

Sam opened his burger out of the wrapper. "It's okay, Rach. We were talking about how much of a douchebag Kurt has turned out to be." Sam honestly hadn't expected that. He wished that Kurt would just get it through his head that Blaine wasn't his anymore. Sam ate a few fries. "I'm sorry, Rachel. I know that he's your best friend." Sam honestly didn't think that she was going to argue with him on that. She had seemed as exasperated with him as everyone else. Sam really was getting pissed off that Kurt was still trying to get Blaine back. Especially with all of what was going on. It just seemed like an incredibly horrible thing to do. Sam shrugged one shoulder. "If he doesn't stop he's going to regret it severely."

Rolling her eyes, Rachel ate a chip. "I agree. I told him to let it go. It must be hard for him, I agree, bit he broke up with Blaine. He hurt Blaine so badly Blaine flunked out of college. So he shouldn't have expected Blaine to ever take him back. I saw Blaine the day Kurt broke up with him. He Skyped me. He was the most broken I've ever seen him be. Kurt is my best friend, but I hate what he did to Blaine. Blaine is one of my best friends. I care that Kurt hurt him that badly. And he did. Sam, you are doing wonders for him. He is so scared right now, but he loves you. He picked you and I know he is happy."

The fact that Rachel agreed with him went a long way with Sam. "Thanks, Rachel. I love how much support everyone is giving us. I love Blaine more than anyone I've ever been with. He's… I know we were meant to be together. That's why this is so hard." Sam's throat filled with a lump. "I just can't believe that he's not going to make it when we finally got together." This last bit was said very quietly. He was trying to keep himself from getting too upset. Sam didn't want to cry like that in front of them, he wasn't sure why. Sam just didn't want to get to that point. Plus if Blaine woke up he didn't want to be crying. He wanted Blaine to think he could beat this.

Mike reached out and squeezed Sam's shoulder. "I'm sure he's going to make it, Sam. Blaine's strong, and he's a fighter. But that doesn't mean that you can't be upset. This is the hardest thing that you've ever been through. You don't have to act like you aren't upset. This is one time when you should be able to feel your feelings without judgment." Mike knew that if Sam didn't let his feelings out then it was going to be incredibly bad for him and Blaine. "Trust me, it'll be better for both of you if you say all of your feelings out loud. Don't just try and be strong for Blaine." Mike just hoped that Sam would listen to what he had to say. Mike didn't know how Sam was making it through this. It had to be painfully hard. Mike saw tears filling Sam's eyes. "It's okay, Sam. You can let it all out. Neither of us are going to judge you." Mike was glad that Sam did let his tears fall. Mike handed him some tissues. Mike knew that Sam was going to feel better when he just let it all out. "You'll feel better, I promise. It will feel much better once you let it out." Mike looked at Rachel, sharing a look with her. Mike knew he was blushing and he didn't know why. Mike half smiled at her and his gaze fell on Blaine, who was still sleeping peacefully. What if Mike was wrong, and he didn't make it? He hated even thinking that. He didn't want to cause any bad karma by allowing that thought to occur to him. He'd hate himself.

Letting the tears flow, Sam wiped some of them with his tissues. Sam really did feel better letting his feelings out. Sam cried hard for a few minutes, but then his husband's eyes started to flutter. "Oh, baby." Sam said, leaning down to kiss him softly. "I'm so glad you're awake." He brushed curls off Blaine's face. "I was so worried about you. Mike brought you a gift, baby." Sam's fingers lingered in Blaine's curls, they felt so good. He caught the smile that Blaine gave him when his fingers lingered. Sam pulled his hand away and wished his eyes weren't so red and puffy. But he'd have to deal, he supposed. "You're awake. I'm so glad."

Blaine blinked as he was getting adjusted to the light of the room. Although it was snowing very hard outside. A white Christmas may be a thing this year. Blaine's gaze was a bit foggy, but he slowly adjusted. He accepted the bag that Mike handed him. Blaine smiled softly when he found the teddy bear inside. It was soft and dark brown and had a beautiful green bow. "Oh, Mike, thanks so much. This is just like the one I had when I was little." Blaine couldn't believe that Mike had remembered that he'd lost Mr. Bear. He leaned out and kissed Mike's cheek. "I can't believe you remembered that I lost Mr. Bear." He was glad that Mike was one of his friends.

Mike gave him a smile. "I'm glad you like it. And now I've got to go. I'm helping Santana with her proposal for Brittany." He leaned and hugged Blaine. "You call me if you need anything, I mean it, Blaine. I will do anything that you need." He smiled at Blaine softly. "I'll come back when I can, I promise." He said goodbye to Sam and Rachel and then headed out. Mike was glad Blaine had woken up before he'd had to leave. Santana had asked him to help choreograph the dance for her song. Which he was sure didn't go along with whatever the lesson was that week. Santana had insisted she wasn't going to go along with Rachel's lesson plans. Not that Mike was surprised about that.

About an hour later, Blaine and Sam were alone in the room. Blaine was hungry, so they'd ordered some food for him. Blaine was now laying in the bed with his husband, who was stroking Blaine's curls. Blaine was resting his head on Sam's chest. The curls weren't really his of course. It was a wig. Blaine was still getting tingles as if they were. Blaine wished they were still his curls. "I love you, Sammy. You don't have to hide that this is hard for you. I know that it is." Blaine hadn't missed the tears and how puffy Sam's eyes had been when he'd woken up. Blaine burrowed deeper into Sam's chest. He loved cuddling with him. He just hoped that this wouldn't be the last time. Blaine sighed and stroked his husband's side.

"I know I don't, B. But you're already thinking you won't make it. I'm not trying to make you continue to think that." Sam was glad that Blaine seemed to be getting something out of his wig. Maybe it was just sense memory. He'd not expected that Blaine would want to wear a wig. But he just couldn't tell Blaine no. He should get to wear one if he so chose. "I just am trying to help you be more positive about this. I know it's hard. But part of you making it through this is believing that you can. So I need you to at least try, for me. Please, just try." Sam knew that Blaine would. He knew that Blaine would do anything for him. "I have to believe that you're going to make it. I'm just so scared at the same time." Sam stroked Blaine's back with his other hand. As scared as he was, this was nice. Sam was glad that he got to lay here and cuddle with him. He stroked Blaine's back again, and he just hoped what he'd said had had an effect on Blaine. He wanted Blaine to at least think about what Sam had said. They were doing their best. Sam just needed someone to be positive. Sam couldn't do it all by himself. And he truly was scared to death that he was going to lose Blaine, and part of it was going to be because Blaine was thinking he was going to die. Sam had to change that mentality.

Lifting his head, Blaine looked at Sam. "If that's what you want, I'll try. You know I'd do anything for you." Blaine thought that was going to be incredibly hard but he knew that he had to try. Blaine couldn't refuse Sam anything. This is when his food arrived, and Sam moved so that Blaine could sit up to eat. Blaine was bummed out but he was also starving. Blaine picked up the juice and opened it, once the food was out of the tray by Blaine's bed, the nurse left. Blaine had ordered eggs and bacon. And hash browns. They let you order breakfast all day. Blaine had been glad, he'd finally gotten to get some bacon and cure his craving for it. Taking a bite, Blaine watched as Sam started making up the fold out bed. Blaine pouted. "You aren't sleeping with me in my bed?" He asked, trying not to sound too whiny about it. "I love cuddling with you." Blaine forked up some eggs. Taking a bite, Blaine watched as Sam spread out the blankets and pillows that they'd given him. Blaine wished he could sleep with Sam on it. But he was hooked up to machines. Blaine didn't know if he really could get through this with a positive view. Even if he wanted to do the best he could for Sam. Blaine took off the wig, he didn't want to sleep with it on. Grabbing his handkerchief, he tied it on his head. The wig itched when he slept in it. Blaine ate some more bacon while he waited for Sam to reply about the bed.

"Babe, I don't want to end up knocking some of your wires loose. So I'm going to sleep over here. You know I'd rather cuddle with you." Sam was getting extremely tired. He had no idea if he'd actually get to sleep but he was going to try. He assumed Blaine would be up awhile, but if they gave him his other dose of meds maybe he would go to sleep. Sam wasn't super concerned if he didn't, Sam was scared every time Blaine fell asleep. Blaine could just slip away in his sleep and it terrified him. Sam wasn't going to stop being scared about that, no matter what. He moved to put the pillows in place.

It was super hard to have to sleep alone but Blaine knew what his husband said was true and made sense. He didn't know how he was going to get through his hospital stay. He needed the seizures to stop so he could go home. He groaned, he had chemo the next day. Blaine wasn't looking forward to it. Blaine really didn't think that they were helping. It wasn't shrinking the tumor like it was supposed to. He really needed them to remove it so he could make it through this. Blaine sighed and tried to take a deep breath and barely managed it. It was getting harder and harder to breathe on his own.

When Blaine was quiet, Sam leaned out to kiss him. "I'll still be right here, babe." Sam said. As he spoke, Blaine fell asleep. Sam kissed him and then walked out into the hall. He had to call his parents. Even if he didn't really want to. Sam hit speed dial three and waited while it rang. His parents were all they had in lieu of parental support. Blaine's own parents had disowned him when he'd come out. Sam had to not think about that or it made him very angry. Sam waited patiently for them to answer. He was starting to sweat through his winter clothes he was so scared. Finally his dad answered. "Dad, hey. It's Sam." With those four words, Sam started to cry. He finally filled them in on what they were going through. Sam didn't know what they were going to say. But Sam had to get this all out. "I know you guys are in Kentucky. But it's not that far away, and you guys could show up for him." The fact that Blaine's own parents were clueless came out. "No, Dad. Don't call them. Blaine doesn't want them to show up like that." Sam got why his husband felt that way, but he also had no idea why Blaine was choosing to stoop to their level. "Just, if you can come, please. I know we got married way too quickly for ya'll. But don't hold that against us. Not when Blaine and I need you." Sam also needed to see his baby siblings. Stacie and Stevie. The twins.

It was true that they felt it had been too soon. But they'd also been expecting it for awhile as well. Jonathan, Sam's dad, listened to Sam lay out their problems. "You know that I want you to be happy, Sam. So if you and Blaine being married does it we're happy for you." He didn't know how they were going to get time to go and see them in Lima. "I wish that we could come, Sam, but we really can't leave right now. If I leave I might lose my job. They're doing layoffs right now. You know that I want to be there for you two. We just can't afford to get away right now."

The fact that Sam's parents couldn't get to Lima hurt. It hurt a lot. Sam sighed. "I guess that I can get that." Sam brushed his hand through his long blonde hair. "It's okay, Dad. I understand." Sam sighed and spoke a bit more with his dad and then hung up. Sam looked over at his husband. Blaine was still deeply in dreamland. Sam watched him for a moment. He was trying to keep the tears out of his eyes. He really wished they weren't going through this. It really wasn't fair. Sam took a deep breath, and brushed tears off his cheek. He just wanted all of this to be over. And Blaine to be totally cancer free.

One week later, and Blaine was back home. He was glad to be home. It had been a very long and tiring week. Sam had dropped him off and then had gone to get Blaine's meds refilled. There was a ring at the doorbell. Wondering who it was, Blaine managed to get up and go to the door. When he opened it, he found Kurt. "What the fuck do you want?" Blaine asked, not even trying to move to let them in. "Why are you here? I'm married now, Kurt. We are over forever. Go home." Blaine told him, his tone firm. "I don't have anything to say to you." Blaine most likely was never going to forgive Kurt. Maybe he could finally say some things though. "Never mind, come on in. There's something I want to say to you." Blaine stepped back to let him in. Then he slammed the door. "Kurt, let's talk. You never wanted to marry me in the first place. You said yes because it was in public. You never forgave me for flirting with Eli on Facebook. All I did was tell him he was cute. And let's not forget Chandler. You were practically dating him! You used Eli as an excuse to break up with me so you could date that Adam guy. I literally changed my entire life for you. You got to me to apply to NYADA. I didn't even want to go! You changed me to be what you wanted, you didn't love me for me. You have never loved me for me. Sammy does. He doesn't try to change me."

Hearing it all out loud really made Kurt feel awful. And he knew that wasn't all of it. "Oh my God, Blaine. I never… I was horrible to you. I never… I never heard it out loud. And… I know that's not all of it, either. Oh, Blaine. I'm so sorry. I never realized that I was doing all of that to you." Clearing his throat, Kurt knew he had to tell Blaine the truth. "You've got to know something, Blaine. Chandler and I, we actually…. We slept together." At this, his ex's face turned red with anger. Kurt sighed. "I'm sorry I never told you. I didn't plan on it. I know how that sounds. I do. I still wish I could go back and not do it. I know it was hypocritical to get so angry at you for Eli." Kurt hated that he'd done so much to hurt Blaine. He was honestly so sorry. "I… if you hate me, I understand. I won't be angry at you for it." Kurt knew he'd have something to say about that too. Anger and telling Kurt he didn't need the other boy's permission. Kurt's eyes brushed with tears. "I'm so sorry, Blaine. I don't blame you for moving on. I really don't. I came over to get you back. I shouldn't have." Kurt knew that was going to take some of the wind out of Blaine's sails a bit, too. He felt bad for that too.

"You're right about that not being all of that. You were pushing me away and that's why I was even able to talk to Eli in the first place. I really needed you and you weren't around. I called you and texted you and Skyped you. Nothing. You ignored me. And when we moved in together you wouldn't let me change things in an apartment that was mine, too! How the fuck did you sleep at night?! I mean, honestly. And then you broke up with me in public and with no warning! It's no wonder I flunked out of NYADA. Which I didn't even want to go to! Did you ever even think that I don't exist just to worship you?! I'm my own person. I wasn't just your fucking fiancé!" He finished this with a yell. Blaine couldn't believe Kurt had done all of that and hadn't known how wrong it was. Tears brushed his hazel eyes. He had had on the wig but he'd taken it off when he'd gotten home. "You need to go. The bad things in this relationship outweighed the good. Even if I wasn't married we'd still be over. You were a horrible boyfriend. I wish that I had never even been with you! I want to take most of it back." Blaine knew that he wouldn't have met Sam if he'd never known Kurt. "I wish we'd never dated. Maybe we'd still be friends." Blaine opened the door. "Just go, Kurt." His tone was a mixture of angry and sad. Blaine glared at his ex as he walked out onto the porch.

As the door slammed shut behind him, Kurt wasn't able to keep the tears from brimming. He walked slowly to his car. Kurt couldn't believe it. He'd done so much to hurt Blaine and hadn't even realized half of it. Kurt got into his car, but he didn't start it up. He brushed tears off his face. He knew now that he and Blaine were over for good. Kurt took a deep breath. What did he have left to live for? Kurt wasn't ever going to find someone who loved him like Blaine had. Oh, God, was he really that full of himself? That he needed someone to worship him?! How did he come back from that?

The following afternoon, a special alumni meeting of glee club was gathered at Breadstix. That morning Kurt's car had been found wrapped around a tree. He was gone. Blaine had his wig on, and sat in Sam's lap. They were all mostly quiet. Blaine's throat worked as he thought about what to say. "I… I yelled at him yesterday." He finally said. Everyone turned to look at him. "I said awful things. Even if they were true." His eyes brushed with tears. They fell off his cheeks. Sam's hand brushed Blaine's back. "I can't help but feel it's partly my fault that he did this." It had been ruled a suicide already.

Santana shook her head forcefully. "No, Blaine. No. You had no idea he'd do this. He's been trying to steal you from Trouty since you guys hooked up. And you had every right to say what you said. Kurt doing this isn't your fault. Do you hear me? This is not your fault. Don't think that even for a moment." Santana and Brittany were sitting together as well. Finn was actually sitting with Rachel, and he hadn't really stopped crying. Santana looked at Brittany, she was crying as well. "No one but Kurt is responsible for this. He's the one who went out and wrapped his car around a tree." She had tears in her own eyes. "I was angry as hell with Lady Hummel too."

Sniffling, Rachel spoke next. "Santana's right. This was Kurt's action. None of us could have known this was going to go down. Blaine, she's right. You had a right to say what you said. Don't feel guilty like that." Her voice was wobbling. She couldn't believe Kurt had done this. Not after what Karofsky had tried in high school. Rachel was surprised when Finn reached out and took her hand. Rachel let him, even if they still weren't together. Rachel loved Kurt. She did. But she was so angry at him for doing this. She knew she couldn't say that out loud though. Suicide was a very selfish act. No one ever seemed to bring that up ever. Rachel wiped her eyes. Not everyone was there quite yet.

"I know you guys are right." Blaine sighed. He'd heard from Mercedes, Noah Puckerman, Quinn Fabray, and Sugar Motta. They were all coming for Kurt's funeral. No one had heard from Tina Cohen Chang or Artie Abrams. Not for a long while. Blaine didn't really care, they'd both changed into people he couldn't stand. He took a sip of his soda. They all kind of froze when David Karofsky came up to their table. Blaine looked at him, his eyes red and bloodshot. "You have a lot of nerve showing up here." He told the older boy. "Not after the way you treated Kurt." It felt so strange sticking up for Kurt. But he felt in this case it was justified. "You drove him to Dalton with threatening to kill him! I don't even know how you live with yourself. You…. I never believed you were sorry for bullying him. Never. Also, I know you asked him out while he was dating me. When I was recovering from nearly losing an eye! Even though no one asked me what I wanted to do to fucking Smythe. But that's not the point. You bullied Kurt so much he left a school with his best friends in it. You don't get to come here now and say how sorry that you are. You don't get to feel okay about what you did. You don't. You're an awful person!"

It seemed to surprise everyone else, too, what Blaine had said. Karofsky looked at him. He knew what the former Warbler was going through. He had heard through the grape vine, and Karofsky was going to Miami University in Miami, Ohio. He was still in state. Karofsky held up his hands. "I'm not going to argue with any of that. And believe me, I still feel guilty. I'm not here for that. I'm just…. Blaine, can I talk to you alone for a moment?" He asked. This got him a look of surprise. Blaine shared a look with his husband and then got up carefully and followed the taller boy out of earshot. "Blaine, I know I don't deserve forgiveness. I don't. But I need to apologize anyway. I'm sorry that I did what I did. I was gay and not sure what to do or how to handle it. I'm not saying that's an excuse. But I'm… I need you to at least listen. Then you can hate me forever. I deserve it. I know that. That's not the point. I shouldn't have tried to steal Kurt away. But clearly you weren't meant to be together. Since you married Sam and all." The other boy's face was full of disbelief. Karofsky wasn't surprised and he didn't blame him. "I know it all sounds like utter bullshit. But I really do mean it." His eyes brimmed with tears. "I'm…. I can't believe he's gone. I really did have feelings for him." Karofsky knew Anderson, or rather, Evans now, wasn't going to believe that either.

"Excuse me, Karofsky. I know what you did to Kurt. He told me. Don't you remember our first meeting? I came to try and help you even after you forced yourself on Kurt. You took away his right to choose who his first kiss would be with. That's not as bad as what could have happened, but it was still wrong. I am not going to let you off the hook for anything you've done. You…. you're a horrible person, like I said. I don't take it back. And it doesn't….it doesn't make a difference if Kurt and I weren't meant to be together. You still tried to ask him out while I was his boyfriend." He coughed, doubling over. He waved off Karofsky's help. "I don't need your help." He snapped, when he could take a breath. Blaine made sure the wig was still on good. Blaine gave him a sharp look. "We're all done here. I'm going back to my husband and our friends." Blaine glared at him and then moved slowly back to the table. Blaine moved as quickly as he was able to. It wasn't very fast. Sam got up and went to help him. Soon he was back in Sam's lap. Blaine buried his head in Sam's neck. He hated this. Kurt was permanently gone, and all of this was bringing up pain he'd thought he was over. It was so much on top of everything else.

Blaine opted not to go to the funeral. He didn't want to and he couldn't get through it. He'd had chemo

that morning. Blaine was in bed, it was only about 6:30 pm, but he was tired. Sam had stayed home with him. Blaine had called Mr. Hummel to let him know ahead of time to tell him why he wasn't going. A small part of him was glad that Kurt was gone and he felt guilty about it. Even if he knew some people would understand why he felt that way. A large part of him didn't miss Kurt either. He hadn't said any of that out loud, and he wasn't sure that he could. It still felt so wrong to him.

Author's note: Had this started for awhile. Glad I could finish. Been getting glee screencaps lately, to make icons, it gave me the ability to finish this update. If you're offended I killed Kurt, I don't care. I also don't care if you got offended I was honest about Klaine. Blaine started off his own character and then was just there to worship Kurt, who treated him like shit. I love Kurt, but I'd have cheated on him too. Kurt had already cheated on him, during 3x17. I'm sorry, but that was fucking cheating. And in my opinion, it's worse than a physical affair. An emotional one is so much worse, because you're giving more of yourself than just sex. Anyway, I hope ya'll liked. And don't complain about content. I'm not not forcing you to read this. There's all kinds of fic that bothers me but I don't complain about it. I just avoid it. Hope ya'll feel like an actual review!