"How could you?" Kurt sobbed, quietly, breaking the silence.

"Kurt, I'm so—"

"IF YOU WERE REALLY SORRY, YOU WOULDN'T HAVE DONE IT IN THE FIRST PLACE!" He shouted, interrupting him.

"But, Ku—"

"Stop," He whispered, "Just, stop…"

Blaine reached out to touch his face, gently.

"Don't touch me." He cried, slapping the hand away.

He turned around quickly and headed for the closet without another word. Blaine watched in confusion, wondering what he was doing. Only when he returned with a suit case and a random pile of clothes he realized what was happening.

"Kurt! No…" He said, grabbing his shoulder. Kurt shrugged him off and continued packing, forcing down each article of clothing to fit in the case, not caring if they got wrinkled.

He wondered whether Blaine should be the one packing his stuff and leaving, not him. He wondered where he was actually going. He wondered how long he would be gone for. He wondered if he is packing enough stuff. But he didn't care. He just wanted to get away from him. Everything was just too much for him. He just needed to be alone.

With much struggle, he managed to zipper the whole bag to a close. He hastily picked it up and carried it down the stairs and out the door to the car.

Blaine called after him.

"Kurt! Please! Kurt! Please don't go! Kurt!"

Kurt opened the back door to his car and tossed his bag in. He slammed the door shut.

He opened the door to the driver's side seat and sat down, buckling his seat belt clumsily. The tears that fell from his eyes blurred his vision. He wiped at his eyes with his sleeve.

He ran his fingers through his damp, sweaty hair. (Jeez, he really wished he had the chance to shower before all of this happened.) He put the keys in the ignition and turned it, the vehicle roaring to life. He reached to the side and pulled the door closed. A gentle hand landed on his cheek. He looked up to see the Blaine's teary eyes inches away from his own. He leaned into the car window.

"Please, don't do this." He whispered, voice shaken. He pulled Kurt in and kissed him soft, and passionately. Kurt closed his eyes. He backed away and looked at Blaine with a tiny whimper.

"Please?" Blaine breathed.

Kurt grabbed the hand that held his face and held it in his own. He slowly put something small in it and clenched it tight. He brought the hand up to his lips and kissed it before pushing it back to Blaine

Kurt turned to face forward. He put the car into REVERSE to back out of the driveway.

"Goodbye, Blaine Anderson." He said before driving away.

Blaine stood in the driveway and watched as the car disappeared. He looked down at the hand that Kurt had held and opened it to see what he handed to him.

He examined the shiny, gold wedding band in his hand.

He squinted to read the engraving along the inside:

"Klaine Forever."

His heart shattered.