I am soooooo sorry my fellow readers for posting so very late. I have been majorly busy with school and Forensics (Speech and Debate) and such. But I have written so much on my IPod that my story may soon be complete.
Hope all of you enjoy this chapter. Review if there is something missing or not.
Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or the whole Klaine, Kurt CoBlaine situation. But that would be amazing.
I pulled up to the house and I saw both cars. I looked in the mirror trying to calm down. Anger was filling me up but I was also scared to death. I took a deep breath and got out of the car. I walked up to the front door and stood there for like 5 minutes. I was about to ring the doorbell but the door opened. Her back was turned to me. She was probably talking to James.
"Hold on I thought I saw another car out there…Oh!" She was startled by my presence. "Hello, uh, Kurt right? Haven't seen you in a while."
I felt my face turn red hot. 'I wonder why? You never wanted me here.' I thought to myself wanted to say it out loud. I walked into the house.
"Lillian? Who's out there?" I heard a voice say in the kitchen. It was James.
"It's Kurt honey." Lillian answered.
"Who's that?"
"Blaine's…" she stopped. Just then James comes walking in. He looked at me and raised an eyebrow.
"What do you want Kurt?" ha asked me coldly. I took a deep breath.
"Why in the world would you pull Blaine out of school like that? Don't you care about is education. Do you even care that he wants to come home? " I paused. "Well, I do." I started to think of new things to say but James spoke up.
"What gives you the right to walk in my house and question about my parenting skills?"
I froze. I remember that Blaine said his dad was hateful but I wasn't prepared for this.
"So your Blaine's…friend? Right?" Lillian finally spoke up.
"I'm his boyfriend!" I yelled. James face got blood red when I said that. I got scared.
"Honey I think its best that you leave." Lillian told me.
"No! I want here what else he had to say. I'm not afraid of this…fag!" James said. I felt tears fill my eyes.
"It's pathetic that Blaine has you as a father." That slipped out of my mouth, but I continued. "I'm sorry, had."
"Get out of my house fag!"
"Gladly. I feel so sorry for Blaine that he had both of you for parents." I walked out and slammed the door.
I cried all the way home. When I pulled up in the driveway I screamed. I needed to that out of my system. I got out of the car and made my way inside the house.
Silence. Blaine wasn't up yet. A big sigh of relief came out of my mouth. I put my coat back on the rack and made my way downstairs. I checked the clock on my wall. It said 5 after 10. I was only gone 20 minutes. I was surprised Blaine didn't know I was gone. He was dead asleep. So I got back in the covers with him and drifted to sleep.
I awoke about 20 minutes later. Blaine was gone so I made my way upstairs. He was sitting on the couch flipping the channels. I plopped down on the couch next to him and smiled. He smiled back as he continued to go through the channels. Will and Grace was on and I made him stop. He laughed and put his arm around me. I snuggled close to him as we began to watch Will and Grace. A few minutes later he got up and went to the kitchen. I then realized the phone was on the floor broken.
"Uh, Kurt? Why is the broken? The back is like shattered." A pause. "There is also a small dint in the wall."
I didn't know what to do. I then decided to play the blame game.
"Uh, Finn and Rachel had a fight last night over the phone. It was nothing. He just…overacted."
"Ok. Are you sure its fine?"
"Yeah. Just leave the phone there. I'll get it later."
Blaine then came back with some toast and some apple juice.
"That must've been quite a fight. How come we didn't hear it last night?"
Shoot.
"Uh…It was this morning. That's why he isn't here. He went over to talk and to make up. Like I said nothing to worry about."
He nodded and ate his toast.
We probably watched 45 minutes of Will and Grace when Finn walked in the door. He was in his pajamas. I giggled and Blaine grinned. Finn made his way to the kitchen. He got himself some Froot-Loops and sat down in the recliner. Usually Blaine doesn't ask that many questions when it comes to little incidents like "Finn and Rachel". But apparently he didn't want to let it go.
"Everything ok with you and Rachel?" Blaine asked.
"Yeah. Why wouldn't it be?" Finn replied.
"Well judging by the broken phone and you going over there, I thought it was bad."
"Huh? I just forgot my cell at her house and I went to go pick it up this morning because she called. What about a broken phone?"
"Kurt said you threw the phone this morning because of a fight you and Rachel had."
"I didn't throw it."
Blaine then looked at me with his eye brow raised. Shoot. Shoot. Shoot.
"Is there something you want to tell me Kurt?" Blaine asked.
"Um…I kinda…threw the phone."
"Why?" I couldn't lie to him again. It was hard enough before.
"Carol got a hold of your mom. And she told me."
"I don't want to here what she said. But is that why you threw the phone?"
"Yeah. And then I…" I stopped.
"You what?"
"I went…to…your…house and...confronted you parents."
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Love and Rockets,
Hannah Klaine 3
