DISCLAIMER: I do not own Glee, nor am I associated with it or Ryan Murphy. I am just an out-of-college daydreamer who sometimes gets into these writing funks and ends up tossing out a story after letting the idea sit in my brain for a few days!
Something For Myself
By: xSlythStratasfaction
Pairing: Kurt x Blaine (implied)
WARNING: This fic will contain season 3 SPOILERS, so if you haven't seen the first episode of season 3 yet, don't read it unless you want to be spoiled. Don't say I didn't warn you! :]
"Wake up, honey. We're here."
Blaine opened up his eyes and blinked blearily. He turned his head to see his mother staring down at him, a sweet smile on her lips. She reached forward, pushing a few stray curls away from her son's face before she pulled back and opened the car door.
"You looked so peaceful on the way up here that I didn't want to wake you. Your father, on the other hand, wants you to get up and help him get your boxes into the house."
At the mention of his dad, Blaine turned his head and looked out the passenger side window, catching the eye of his father, who was leaning up against the moving van with his arms crossed over his chest.
"Is he awake yet, Maria? We've still got to get this crap into the house and then go drive back home with the moving van. I don't want to be here all night."
Blaine rolled his eyes and stretched his tired body. Slowly, he opened his car door and untangled himself from the seat belt, ready to help lug box upon box of his stuff from Dalton into his new bedroom.
Tonight, he was going to be starting a completely new life.
"Son, come here for a moment."
Blaine stopped in his tracks and turned towards the living room. Mentally, he thanked Kurt for telling him to straighten up his looks before he slumped into his house. He was glad his boyfriend reminded him because Blaine was sure that his parents would have died if he came stumbling into the house with kiss swollen lips and mussed hair.
Taking one quick glance at himself in the entrance way mirror, Blaine stepped into the living room and stood hesitantly before his parents.
It was awkward to see the two of them sitting close to one another. For the last few years, ever since Blaine had announced that he was gay, things were strained between the Andersons. His parents barely spoke and when they did, it was fake, short, and not as cordial as it used to be. Hell, they barely paid attention to Blaine - well, at least his father didn't. Blaine's mom was a completely different story.
"Darling, take a seat. There's something that your father and I want to discuss with you."
Raising a brow in disbelief, Blaine sat and watched his parents carefully. His mind raced with ideas of what they could possibly want to discuss with him: divorce, forcing him to break-up with Kurt, making him drop out of Dalton, shipping him off to live with relatives, kicking him out, etc.?
He twiddled his thumbs nervously in his lap while he waited for an explanation.
"Blaine Christopher Anderson, quit doing that."
"Sorry, sir."
"Now, here's what's going to happen: your mother and I have done some talking and we've decided that this is the best thing for all of us."
Blaine blanched, eyes shooting up to meet his dad's. Somehow he knew something bad was going to happen. If the thing they had decided to do was for the best of the family, then that meant it had something to do with him. They were definitely going to make him break up with Kurt… that or send him off to straight camp or some other horrifying thought.
Quickly, he interjected, "I'm not ending it with Kurt, if that's what you want. I don't care what you do, I-"
"Was I asking you for your opinion?"
"No, sir, but I don't see how-"
Mrs. Anderson jumped to her husband's defense quick. She needed to defuse the bomb that was getting ready to blow, "Blaine, just listen to your father. I promise you that it has nothing to do with your sexuality."
"Though now that I think about it, perhaps we should-"
"William! Please, let's not do this!"
Blaine opened his mouth to say something, but silenced himself when his mother shot him a look and raised her hand to tell him to shut his mouth. Clenching his jaw, the boy shrunk back in his chair.
"We're moving, honey."
"Moving?"
"Yes. Your father is being transferred due to a promotion. Since there's going to be more money coming in, we've determined that it would much more sense for us to move closer to the new firm than it would be to stay here."
"But what about your job… and what about me and Dalton? Or me and Kurt?"
William rolled his eyes, but said nothing when his wife's hand patted his knee. "I'm going to look for positions in Lima and you-"
"Wait… Lima?"
"Yes, we'll be moving not too far away from that-"
"Kurt."
"Mhmm."
"Oh my God…"
Blaine looked down at his hands and felt his stomach (or was it his heart?) leap up into his throat. He felt a little bit lightheaded, especially since his parents just laid the smack down on him that they were moving just mere minutes away from his boyfriend's home town. It was just a lot to take in.
"What about Dalton?" He whispered, raising his eyes to catch his mother's.
"You'll still board at the Academy, sweetheart. Then you can come home on weekends if you'd like."
Mr. Anderson snapped his fingers in his son's face, trying to gather his attention. "Listen here, Blaine. We've already found a home that we've placed a deal on. We'll be finding out soon if we're getting it and if we do, we'll be moving as soon as possible. If we can't move out until after you start at Dalton, I want you to pack your things before you leave, okay? I'm not packing your stuff for you and anything that isn't boxed up the day we leave stays here, understood?"
"Yes, sir."
To be honest, Blaine hadn't heard a word his father said. He was too busy thinking about how he was going to be moving closer to Kurt.
And thinking of Kurt, someone needed to call their boyfriend.
"You're going to be alright in this house by yourself, right?"
Mrs. Anderson stared down at her son as she hovered hesitantly in his doorway. Blaine was currently sitting cross-legged on the floor, now freshly changed out of his Dalton uniform (currently hanging in his closet). He was carefully sorting through random items that he had pulled out of a few of his boxes.
"I'll be fine, mom. You and dad can head home and I'll lock up once you go."
"You promise?"
"Yes, mom."
Taking his slightly annoyed tone as a confirmation, Maria leaned down and pressed a kiss to Blaine's hair before she exited his room. Moments later, Blaine heard the front door open and close, followed by the sounds of a car door slamming and something backing out of the driveway.
His parents had left. He was now home alone.
Grinning, the teen leapt up from the floor and dashed downstairs, checking to make sure every single door minus the front one was locked. Finally, after doing a once over and checking to make sure he had his house keys, Blaine grabbed up his wallet and headed out to his car.
He had a few items he needed to get before he surprised Kurt tomorrow.
"Remember Blaine, your transfer papers won't be in until Friday morning, so you can't attend school until then. Your father will come home on Friday and pick you up to take you to McKinley so that he can sign your papers and you can start classes. Wait for him, okay?"
"Okay, got it. Oh, and mom?"
"Yeah?"
"Do you think I could go visit Kurt tomorrow after school and see if he could show me around first? I think I'd do better if I got to know the school first before I actually started classes."
"I suppose it couldn't hurt, sweetie. But please… watch yourself, okay?"
"I will."
"I don't want to see you get hurt again. I'm worried about you, baby."
"You shouldn't be. I'll be fine."
"I know, I just-"
She then turned and walked out of the room, leaving Blaine staring after her.
"I'll be fine, mom."
A/N: I keep on saying that the next chapter will be the last one and then I get too far ahead of myself and end up writing more than I should. SO, I'm pretty sure that the next chapter will be the final one. I had to cut this chapter in half because it got wayyyyyyy too long and I decided that the end of this one would be the perfect point to stop it (well, at least that's what I thought, lol, you guys may think otherwise). Anywho, I only have one more thing to say after this:
I REALLY HOPE THAT ONE OF THE SPOILERS FOR TOMORROW'S EPISODE ISN'T TRUE (the one that pertains to Blaine) OTHERWISE I MAY JUST EXPLODE (and it will NOT be pretty).