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Kurt's POV 12:30 am

By the end of his recall of what happened, Kurt couldn't stop crying. Rachel had no idea what to say, knowing that no matter what she did or said or wished, nothing would change this. So she did what she could do, she wrapped her arms around her best friend and held him as close as possible.

"I just don't know what I'm going to do Rachel, he's all I know. We've been dating for almost two years; I don't know New York without him. Where am I going to live? How am I ever going to find anyone?"

"Well, I don't know if you need to worry about dating anytime soon, baby, we'll take care of you first. As for where you're going to live? Why not here? We can put another bed in here, it's not like I'm going to be bringing boys back anytime soon…or better yet, we'll put your bed in the music room! I rehearse at the studio all the time anyway!"

Kurt knew this wasn't going to fix everything, but maybe this would be the best thing for him at the moment.

"Rachel Berry, you are truly the best friend ever."

"I know right?"

Kurt smiled for the first time since Blaine spoke those terrible words to him. It wasn't his usual saucy grin, it wasn't even really a smile, more like a small grin, but it was something.

"As for tonight, Rach, do you mind if I sleep in your bed? I'm sorry if that's too much, I just don't know if I can bear to sleep alone just yet."

"Of course, baby, I wouldn't have it any other way."

As Kurt lay in Rachel's bed, he finally allowed his brain to reengage. He allowed himself to feel everything, fully. He felt a shudder fall through his body. He knew his life was over. Blaine was his everything for two of the best years of his life. They'd talked about their lives together, their future, a future he was so sure would happen. They'd be successful, get married, have kids, get a penthouse apartment, but none of that was going to happen now. Where should he go from here? When Kurt woke up this morning, he had no clue that in less than 24 hours his entire life would be shattered, that he'd be left with no answers, only a million questions.

Blaine's POV 10:00

It had been only a half hour since Kurt left the café, but Blaine hadn't moved a muscle. He was numb. Was it supposed to feel like this? He thought, no he knew he was doing the right thing, so why did it feel like this? Wasn't he supposed to feel relieved? Finally, he got enough sense to get up and walk to the apartment.

Shit he thought, would Kurt be there? I mean, I didn't even give him an option. Damn, I'm such a bastard, I did this for us, so neither of us would be without a home and I didn't even make sure he had a place to stay. What if he's the street? I should go find him and…. no, Anderson, you broke up with him tonight. Kurt is your…ex. Wow, that sounds a lot worse than I thought it would.

Blaine finally reached his apartment, his own apartment, and turned the key bracing himself for anything, Kurt to be in their bed, shredded furniture, he wouldn't have time to steal everything right? When he finally opened the door he couldn't believe he'd been so stupid, this was Kurt he would never do anything to hurt anyone, unlike him. That's another reason why this was a good decision, Kurt was so much better than Blaine was. Blaine peeked into their…his room and saw that of course, everything was normal except a few drawers that had been opened and a few hangers on the floor, he was gone.

After showering, he was sure he'd feel better, but he didn't. After he lay down he was sure he'd feel better, but he didn't, he actually felt worse. This bed felt huge by himself and suddenly there it was. He was alone. He was single and that was just too much for Blaine to handle. He began to sob and his heart physically hurt.

This is normal, he thought. It always hurts in the beginning right? It'll be okay tomorrow.

But it wasn't.