A/N: So it's been a while, but I am back to writing this story. My next story update with be Broken, but not beyond repair for those that are waiting for my next update. There isn't any warnings really for this just some swearing, but that's nothing new or extreme compared to past chapters. Enjoy!
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Chapter 8
It was just before ten o'clock the next morning when Blane, Cooper and Sebastian arrived at Dalton. They had made a stop at Sebastian's house so he could return his step-mother's car. He still had the rental car here at the school so he wouldn't need it now that he was back at the school. Today he was going to look at cars with his father to get a new one. The insurance company was paying for it and Sebastian was glad he could get a car once again. He was going to make sure this one had a great alarm so if anyone tried to mess his car up then the alarm would scare them away. Last night Blane and Sebastian had just spent the night watching Disney movies before they fell asleep. They had both woken up to Blaine's alarm going off every two hours for him to check his levels. Sebastian didn't mind being woken up, but each time Blaine kept apologising. Sebastian was fine with being woken up, because at least he knew that Blaine was okay. His levels didn't reach below three last night and that was an improvement. Currently they were sitting at five and he was feeling pretty good. The medication was making him tired and sluggish, but he was pushing through. His life wasn't going to stop because he wasn't feeling too great. Blaine was determined to not let this problem slow him down or stop him.
They headed inside and down to the senior's Common's Room so they could begin practice. Blaine had received a text from Jeff letting him know that he had explained the situation to the others last night at practice so he wouldn't have to deal with that today at least. He knew there would be questions, but at least they could move on faster. They walked into the room and saw that everyone was there already. They all went over to Blaine as they walked into the room.
"Blaine how are you feeling?" Thad asked.
"Are you sure you should be here?" Trent asked with concern.
"Guys, I told you he's going to be fine. Give him the chance to sit down before you interrogate him." Jeff said with a smirk on his face.
"I'm fine guys." Blaine said as he went over to the couch and sat down. The others all followed him. Cooper sat down beside Blaine and Sebastian leaned against the couch arm.
"How are you really feeling?" Nick asked.
"I'm tired, but it's from the medication I'm on and nothing serious. I'm going to be alright." Blaine said.
"You have to have a transplant that's some serious business." Mitch said.
"It is, but it's nothing as serious as it could have been. My pancreas is damaged from a reason I am not going to get into right now. It's a private matter one that I am not in the mood to share. Apparently, it's been damaged for over three and a half years now but I never noticed. I'm on the transplant list and my doctor said it will be sometime in the summer before I have to start University. It's just a matter of waiting now and watching my sugar levels, which I would have had to do if I was diabetic. At least this is something they can fix and within a year I'll be back to normal." Blaine said.
"We have the best specialist in the country on Blaine's case. He's going to be in very good hands. He can't get stressed out or it will make his sugar crash so he's going to be making sure he doesn't push himself and endanger his life. Low blood sugar is no joke as Jeff and Sebastian can tell you." Cooper said.
"Did something happen?" Thad asked with concern.
"At one point B's sugar level bottomed out and he almost passed out. It was a scary few minutes before the doctor was able to keep him conscious." Sebastian explained.
"Low blood sugar is no joke and I will never think lightly of it again that's for sure." Jeff said.
"You almost passed out?" Beat said.
"He almost went into a coma technically." Sebastian said.
"Holy shit." Derek said.
"It was a rough few hours. I'm fine though I just have to be careful and I am being careful. Coop is here with me today because I can't drive for a month until I prove my levels are under control and in a safe range. He also doesn't want to let me out of his sight just yet." Blaine said with a smile to Cooper.
"Not until I leave tomorrow night little brother. He's also not dancing today he's just going to sit and sing." Cooper said in a serious voice.
"We won't make him move. We've been working on our duets and other numbers yesterday so we can focus on them." Hunter said.
"Let's do a quick run through on the songs from the top and then we can see which ones are good and which ones need some work." Blaine suggested.
"Sounds good B. Why don't we all stay here and just sing the songs and then we can work on the movements." Sebastian said.
"Works for me." Dave said as he sat down on the other couch with a smile on his face.
"Let's take it from the top." Blaine said with a smile.
It was three o'clock by the time they had called it a day. Jeff had his date that night and Sebastian was going to meet up with his father to look at some cars. They had stopped at noon to grab some lunch so Blaine wasn't running low on his sugar and he was checking it every thirty minutes like he was told to do. His sugar was lasting somewhere between two in a half and three hours before he needed a shot. Blaine was hoping it would go longer in between once his body was used to the medication. Blaine went over to Jeff and Jeff gave him a hug.
"Are you excited for tonight?" Blaine asked as he moved back from Jeff.
"I am ya. It's just dinner, but I'm hoping to get to know Brittany better and we can hopefully connect. She's a sweet girl and I'm looking forward to seeing her."
"Good. I wish you all the best. She is a sweet girl and you are a great guy. You'll be great together." Blaine said with a smile.
"Thanks. How are you feeling?"
"I'm feeling alright. The medication is making me a little tired and sluggish. I'll be better once my body gets used to it. Don't worry about me go and have fun tonight please."
"I will. If something happens though text me please."
"You know I will. Go have fun and I want to hear all about it tomorrow."
"I'll come by with some lunch." Jeff said with a smile.
"Deal." Blaine said with a smile.
"I gotta go and shower and work on a little homework before I have my date. You gonna be okay tonight?"
"Yes Coop and my dad are home and we are picking up mom for five and then going to dinner. I'll be fine don't worry."
"I don't want to ask you this in case it upsets you, but have you heard from Kurt?" Jeff asked with worry in his voice.
"He's messaged me, about a hundred and fifty times. I haven't responded yet or even read any of them. I'll call him tonight and tell him what happened."
"You can't be getting upset or stressed though Blaine."
"I know, but I can't avoid him forever he's my boyfriend and I love him. Once he knows what happened he's going to feel like an ass. It'll be fine I'll be calm and Coop won't let me get upset you know that. Don't worry about me please and have fun." Blaine said with a smile.
"I will. I'll tell you all about it tomorrow and you can tell me all about your night. I love you."
"I love you. Now go and shower you stink." Blaine said with a smirk.
"That's because my two captains are drill sergeants." Jeff said with a smirk right back.
Blaine gave a chuckle to that and watched as Jeff headed out. Blaine went over to where Sebastian and Cooper were standing.
"Ready to go?" Cooper asked with a smile.
"All set." Blaine said with a smile back.
"When is your mom coming in?" Sebastian asked.
"We are picking her up for five. What are you doing tonight?" Blaine asked.
"Dad wants to go look at cars tonight and then I think I'm gonna come back here and do some work. Jeff nervous about his date?" Sebastian asked.
"He has a date?" Cooper asked.
"With Brittany, the blonde cheerleader from McKinley. And he's not nervous he's excited to get to know her better. I think they will hit it off." Blaine said.
"Good for him." Cooper said with a smile.
"He'll be fine. Jeff is a good guy and Brittany seems like a sweet girl. They will make a good couple." Sebastian said.
"He's going to come by tomorrow for lunch and tell me about it. I'll probably get Jeff to bring me back here tomorrow afterwards." Blaine said.
"Or I can drop you off when I head to the airport, either one." Cooper said.
"We'll see what happens. When is your flight tomorrow?" Blaine asked.
"I have to be there for five."
"Ok so it might be around the same time anyways depending on if we get talking. Either way I'll be here and I can do some homework tomorrow before school on Monday."
"If you need any help you know where to find me." Sebastian said with a smile.
"Thanks. Maybe you want to do dinner tomorrow night?"
"Sure we can grab some food and do some work in one of our rooms. Text me when you are back and we can meet up for dinner." Sebastian said with a smile.
"Sounds good."
"We better head out, Dad has been texting me nonstop he's worried about you." Cooper said.
"I have a feeling he's going to be worried about me until I get the transplant. I'll see you tomorrow Bas and have fun car shopping." Blaine said with a smile.
"Ya I just want one with a good alarm system in it." Sebastian said as they headed out of the common's room and down to the front door.
Once there they headed out to their cars and took off for their homes. Sebastian had to go and meet up with his father so they could go looking at cars. Sebastian wasn't really in the mood for it, he wanted a new car, but he didn't want to spend the time with his father. He knew that it wasn't his father's fault what happened to him, but he just couldn't seem to stop. He loved his father, but sometimes it felt like his father didn't really love him. His father said he did and was there for him like any father was supposed to be, but that connection that care just wasn't there anymore. Sebastian was deeply hurt by it and he was extremely hurt by what happened to him. Part of him wanted to break down and tell his father everything that happened, but he just couldn't bring himself to do it. He was terrified that his father had been told by his mother and just like her he didn't believe him. Sebastian was better off not knowing if his father had known this whole time. Sebastian just needed to get through this last school year and then he would be able to be out in New York on his own where he didn't have to worry about his father and the threat of being sent back to Paris. Sebastian just had to get through this next few hours and then he could be back in his dorm room doing his own thing.
Sebastian arrived back at his house and parked the car and headed inside. He walked in and headed into the living room. He saw his dad sitting down on the couch reading the paper.
"Hey son, how was practice?" Mr. Smythe asked as he looked up.
"It was fine."
"How was Blaine?"
"He's alright. We spent the first hour sitting down just singing the songs before we got up and moving. B stayed sitting the whole time and Cooper was there with us. We worked for five hours on the concert and stopped at noon for lunch for B. Him having to eat and take proper care of himself is actually going to help the rest of us. We have a habit of skipping meals when we get working on something. With B we have to stop and make sure he eats something." Sebastian said.
"That's good. You boys are all healthy, but that doesn't mean you should be skipping meals either. You boys all work hard with the club and your school work, you need to eat right or you can get sick yourselves. It's good that you all are more aware of it now. How was Blaine feeling with the medications?"
"Ok. I crashed there last night and we were up every two hours to check his sugar levels. At night he's going about three hours before he needs a shot and during the day he bounces around between two and a half and three. He's hoping the medication will push that back further as his body adjusts to it. He's tired from it and a little sluggish which he's not happy about, but he's pushing through. He doesn't want to lose this year so he's going to do his best to make it through."
"I can understand him not wanting to lose this year, but if his health is on the line he might have to take some time off to get healthy again. It's not ideal, but he might not have a choice if his health gets worse. I'm glad he is trying to make it through and he is aware of how serious this problem is. When does Cooper go back to L.A?"
"Tomorrow he has to be at the airport at five. They are picking up his mom soon at the airport and going for dinner."
"Speaking of dinner, are you going to be here tonight? We could make something together." Mr. Smythe asked hopeful of spending more time with Sebastian.
"I can't I have work I need to do later tonight and I told Hunter I would help him catch up on his French. He only had Spanish in his old school."
"Of course. It's good of you to help him out. Maybe next weekend we can all do dinner together as a family. It's been a while since we've had a family meal." Mr. Smythe said hoping to get Sebastian to come by more.
"Sure. I'll be at the school during the day next Saturday working on the concert. It's in two weeks. I should be done by five though."
"We can aim for six to be on the safe side. Anything you haven't had in a while?"
"We haven't had ham in a while."
"That's right we haven't. We'll do it next Saturday. It'll be good to have a family dinner again and then we have the concert the week after that. I'll let Nicole know so she is off for dinner. Now let's go and get you a new car." Mr. Smythe said as he got up from the couch.
"With an alarm. A very loud alarm." Sebastian said dryly as they both headed for the door.
"Yes it needs an alarm. The police still don't know who did it. They spoke to David Karofsky but he denied it and without any evidence there isn't much to go on. The insurance is going to pay for a new car for you. Do you know which brand you were thinking of?" Mr. Smythe asked as he got into the driver's seat.
"Not really. I liked the Mazda that I had."
"Why don't we start there then and see if there is another one you like as well. They are good cars and it lasted you almost two years and you had no problem with it."
"Sure."
Mr. Smythe headed for the dealership and he decided he would speak to Sebastian to try and get him to open up to him again. They used to talk about everything when Sebastian was younger. Now since Sebastian was back from Paris they barely spoke at all and it was always with tension between them. Mr. Smythe didn't want to lose Sebastian though so he was going to continue trying with him.
"Next semester you'll have to know which school and program you want to go into. Have you thought anything about it?"
"I was planning on going to Columbia for the law program or NYU if I don't get into Columbia. I don't see why I wouldn't, but either way I'll be in the law degree program."
"You want to be a lawyer?" Mr. Smythe asked slightly surprised.
"Ya I do. Why?" Sebastian said slightly defensive.
"You just never said anything about having an interest in it. Columbia is a great school with a great law degree program. There is also Harvard Law they the best in the country or Stanford, Yale all are very good. Columbia is seventh in the Country still a great school, but there are others of better ranking." Mr. Smythe said sounding supportive. This was something they could talk about and have in common.
"I want to be in New York and Columbia is the best in New York. It's not the best in the country, but great lawyers can come from state schools."
"Of course it's the person that makes the lawyer. Why New York?"
"Most of the guys have talked about going to school in New York. B is going to be there and a lot of them like the idea of all of us still being in the same area to continue being friends. They are all very close and I find I am liking the idea of being around them more. They're like a family and I like being a part of it." Sebastian answered honestly.
"Good for you son. People go to Universities and Colleges to find life-long friends. They join fraternities and sororities for that very reason. The fact that you all have found that family bond at your age is a great thing to have. It's a great support system and if New York City is where you'd like to be then I am more than happy to help you get there. I can't imagine you won't be allowed in to Columbia. You have great grades and a strong name attached to you. Depending on when you are planning on moving there I can help you with an internship at a law firm either in New York or here for the summer if you want to get a head start."
"Ya maybe. It would be nice, but I just don't know yet. I was thinking it might be nice to travel this summer before I won't have the time for it. Maybe the guys will want to take a trip together somewhere."
"There is nothing wrong with traveling before starting school. Let me know when you figure it out and I can help you find an internship."
"I will. I wouldn't say no to be a volunteer somewhere though during the school year now. If you know of a place that could use some added help throughout the week." Sebastian said trying to make it work and fight back at anger.
"There is actually a free legal clinic that could use the help in the office. It would just be filing and taking notes for some of the lawyers. You wouldn't get much of experience, but they would be happy to have the help and to teach you what they can. If that is something you are interested in I can set up an interview for you." Mr. Smythe said with a smile happy to have something he could do to help his son.
"Sure that sounds good. Anything will help and it will look good on a University application. Thanks."
"I'll call them on Monday and setup an interview for you. When did you decide you wanted to be a lawyer?"
"When I was a kid."
"Really? Why?" Mr. Smythe asked as he had no idea Sebastian had ever had an interest in it.
"You used to come home and talk about the bad guys you helped to put away. I used to think of you as some kind of hero and I wanted to be just like you."
"Used to?" Mr. Smythe asked doing his best to keep his voice even.
"I grew up and learnt that there are no such things as heroes. The world is made up of bad people, people who do nothing and the good people that try to do something to make it better. I want to try and make things better so I am going to be a lawyer and put the criminals away and keep them from hurting more people." Sebastian said with a calm voice.
"Each day that goes by it feels like I don't even know you, you become more of a stranger to me. You used to always want to be around me when you were younger, before you went to Paris. You were smiling and happy. You thought the world was made up of heroes protecting the innocent people in the world. You have always believed that and now you don't. I'm starting to regret the decision to send you to Paris with your mother. Maybe you wouldn't have changed so much if I had kept you here with me." Mr. Smythe said sadly.
"Wow. Most parents would have regretted that decision when their son was crying and begging to come home for weeks. Or when they were being brought home by the cops, doing drugs and drinking. You don't regret it until you find out I'm not stupidly believing in heroes like a four year old. Great parenting." Sebastian said sarcastically as they pulled into the dealership parking lot. Mr. Smythe parked the car as he spoke.
"Sebastian."
"Don't let's just get this over with." Sebastian said as he got out of the car ending the conversation. He was trying, he really was, but then his father goes and says something like that and he can't help but feel the hatred and anger burning inside of him.
Mr. Smythe didn't have any choice, but to get out of the car and put this conversation on hold. They went to look around at the cars to see if there was one Sebastian liked. It only took five minutes before a sales representative was coming over to them. After an hour and three test drives later Sebastian picked the Mazda 3 in silver. It was a good car and he liked the feel of it. It came with a good alarm system so he was happy for that. It was also really good on gas. It took another hour for them to get all of the paperwork signed and faxed off to the insurance company and they had faxed the cheque back to the dealership. After being there for two hours Sebastian was given the keys to his new car. They headed out of the offices and over to his new car. Mr. Smythe wasn't done with this conversation though. Once they got to the car he spoke quietly so they wouldn't be overheard by anyone.
"You think you doing drugs and drinking, being brought home by the cops doesn't bother me?" Mr. Smythe said with a small amount of anger edging his voice.
"Hey I was in Paris with mother, practically a complete stranger and her new husband who I never even met, or you for that matter. I wasn't your problem and come the summer I won't be again. So it doesn't really matter now does it? As long as I don't give you any problems I don't get shipped back off to her like some annoying piece of furniture you don't want anymore." Sebastian said with hurt and anger in his voice.
"That's not it at all son." Mr. Smythe said.
"Son right. I haven't been your son since I was fourteen and you shipped me off knowing that I didn't want to go."
"I thought it would be a great opportunity for you to learn and get to know your mother. I didn't know it would have this effect on you or I would never have done it."
"And yet you threatened to send me back there with them. Clearly you care about my well-being."
"You were looked after perfectly fine there. Your mother was very caring towards you. She told me that herself. You weren't neglected. You started acting out for no reason with her. She told me that you were trying to tell her lies about her husband. Then the drugs and drinking started. What was she supposed to do with you? She had to send you back here and yes if you didn't straighten out your act I wouldn't have had a choice, but to send you back. I don't understand why you acted that way out there. Lots of children deal with divorce and they don't turn to drugs and drinking like you did.
"You're right lots of children do so maybe that should have been your indication that something more serious was wrong with me. But hey what do I know? I would have assumed that my child begging and crying to me every night to come home was a strong indicator that something was wrong. I wouldn't have left him there. You abandoned me to that hell and just when I think I could let it go and move on from it all and move forward. Then you say something to remind me just how pissed off I am at you, just how much I hate you for those two years you abandoned me." Sebastian said with anger and tears burning his eyes.
Mr. Smythe was taken back by his son's words. He had no idea Sebastian was this angry at him and he really had no idea that his own son hated him.
"Sebastian, I didn't ever intend to abandon you. I had no idea you felt like that for those two years. I thought you were just rebelling or having problems from the divorce. I had no idea you felt that it was hell there. I don't understand why you feel that way. Please help me understand why you felt it was hell there." My. Smythe pleaded with his son. He was getting this feeling in the pit of his stomach that he had missed something very important in Sebastian's life. Something that would explain why he was feeling like this.
"You had your chance to ask me that all of those times I called you crying and begging to come home. You didn't care then to ask so don't pretend like you care now. You gave up that right when I was fourteen when you abandoned me to live with strangers across the world. Don't bother calling that legal clinic I'll do it myself and as for next weekend I'm busy. I don't want anything from you. I'll see you when I see you." Sebastian said with pure hurt in his voice as he turned and got into his car. He turned it on quickly and drove away. He didn't want to hear anything more from his father.
Sebastian forced the tears to stay in, but a few came down his cheeks. He hated that his father was acting like this. He hated that he couldn't come out and just tell his father what had happened to him. But he just couldn't. His father had even talked to his mother when he was living down there and she said he was spreading lies about her husband. There was no way his father was going to believe him. Now there was even a greater chance that his father already knew what had happened and just like his mother refused to believe him. Sebastian was done with his father. He meant what he said when he said he didn't want anything from him. This car he bought with his trust fund from his grandparents and there was more than enough in it to pay for his school completely for four years plus still have plenty left over to set him for life. It was a multi-million dollar trust fund that he had access to even now and had since he was sixteen. He didn't need his father's money as he had his own. He was done with his father and he was just going to have to live with it. He wanted his father to be there for him. He hated not having him in his life, but he didn't have a choice. This wasn't something Sebastian could just forget about and move on. It still haunted him every single night.
Sebastian pulled over to catch his breath and try to figure out what he was going to do now and where he was going to go. He knew he had to go back to the dorms tonight, but he didn't feel like it right now. He didn't want to be around all of those people and his body was craving something that it hadn't in the past six months. Sebastian knew that once he did it that one night on Thursday that he might have a problem and now he was craving the heroin once again. He was craving the ability to forget and feel numb for a while. Sebastian put the car back in drive and headed for Scandals, if nothing else he needed a drink and something to make the hands go away for a little while.
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Blaine and Cooper arrived back at the house and headed inside. Their father was sitting in the living room and it was clear he was relieved to see them walk in.
"I'm fine Dad." Blaine said with a smile.
"I'm sorry it's just going to take me some time to get passed this. Are you still feeling okay to go for dinner and pick up your mom?"
"I'm fine. I'm going to catch up on some reading before we have to leave in an hour." Blaine said.
"Ok son. If you change your mind just let me know."
"I will, but I'll be fine."
Blaine said with a smile before he headed up the stairs to go to his room. He needed to call Kurt to speak to him about what had been happening with his health. He was hoping it would go okay and a fight wouldn't start once again. Blaine closed his bedroom door and went over to the bed. He removed his jacket and sat back against the headboard. He pulled out his cell phone and ignored the old text messages that he had yet to read and he called Kurt. Blaine let out a sigh as he heard the ringing followed by Kurt's voice.
"What did your new boyfriend need to take a break from being on top of you finally that you decided to call me?" Kurt said rudely as he answered the phone.
"Considering my boyfriend is in New York I'm going to say no. I haven't called you because I wasn't allowed to be getting upset or stressed, it's doctor's orders. I spent nine hours in the hospital Thursday night Kurt."
"Oh so I make you upset and stressed then is it?" Kurt said rudely back.
"No fighting with you over nothing does that Kurt. You know most loving boyfriends would have asked what was wrong and how I was feeling."
"Why so you can tell me what stupid thing you did to put yourself in there. What is this some cry for attention because I left for New York like you said for me to do? Or are you just looking to get back at me for the time I spent with Dave?"
"It's not a cry for attention Kurt. I need a pancreatic transplant. I have to take medication every day to keep my sugar levels up or I risk going into a coma or dying. I spent nine hours in the hospital trying to stay awake because my sugar levels went down to one. It's why I can't be upset or stressed out because it could crash my sugar levels. I can't even drive right now."
"Wait what? You need a transplant? When?" Kurt asked with the rudeness leaving his voice.
"I don't know yet. They gave me a pager to keep on me and when the new pancreas comes in then they page me and I go. I'm fifth on the list so they think it will be around summer time before I even get one. A specialist from New York is going to call so we can get in touch with him."
"So you can't be stressed out I guess that means you can't be in the Warblers now."
"No I can. I just have to be careful I don't get stressed out. We still have the benefit concert in two weeks and Sectionals in November. The guys are all really good about helping out. I enjoy it a lot so I'm definitely not going to give up on it."
"Is that really wise? Maybe you should be going back to McKinley where you have a lighter workload with homework and you can just take it easy. This is your health after all."
"The workload at Dalton is more for school, but I don't mind. It'll help for when I go to University. I was so bored with the school work last year. Besides all of the guys are there with me and can help if I get stuck. Plus I can't drive until my sugar levels even out the doctor said. It'll be a month before I can even drive."
"But what happens if you get stressed out?"
"My sugar levels just go down, but I won't get stressed Kurt. I'll be fine. Fighting with you is what makes me upset and stressed. I hate when we fight."
"I know and so do I. It just pisses me off that you are spending so much time with Sebastian. After everything he put us through last year for you to be close to him just drives me crazy. Why was he even at the doctors with you to begin with? If you had told me I could have tried to come down."
"I told you I was in the hospital before you left and you didn't even ask why. You've been so busy with being in New York that I didn't think you even cared to be honest. I'm glad you are so happy being there, but I just didn't think you would come down for something like a doctor's appointment."
"You could have asked and it doesn't mean that you just take that snake with you."
"My parents were in Paris and Coop was in L.A. I was going to take Jeff, but he had a test that he couldn't miss. I asked Bas and he said he would. He stayed with me the whole time in the hospital and then he came over yesterday to hangout and watch movies with me. We're friends Kurt."
"And you see nothing wrong with spending so much time with the man that tried to break us up all year last year and almost blinded you? Did he spend the night?" Kurt asked with attitude.
"Yes he spent the night and it's no big deal. We've moved passed what happened last year. He had his own problems he was struggling with last year. We made peace with it and now we are friends and co-captains. He's a good guy Kurt and you would see that if you stopped holding everything that happened last year against him."
"So you don't see anything wrong with him spending the night with you? Where did he sleep in your bed?" Kurt asked with anger rising in his voice.
"Yes we fell asleep watching Disney movies. It's not a big deal. I've done it before with Jeff."
"He slept in your bed and you give me shit for cheating on you. You claim you are not cheating on me and yet you are sleeping with another man right next to you."
"Nothing happened Kurt and you were the one sexting with someone. We don't even do that. I don't want to always fight with you on this. Why can't you just accept that me and Bas are friends just like I had to with you and Karofsky?" Blaine said with annoyance and tiredness edging his voice.
"Because he didn't try to break us up. He didn't try and get into my pants. He was having a hard time coming out and he acted badly from it. He tried to kill himself Blaine. I mean really. He needs a friend, someone that understands what he was going through. He's a good man and he genuinely cares about my happiness. We are friends. That snake doesn't have the same problem. He is just a bad person and an asshole who wants to take whatever he wants, when he wants it."
"Bas went through his own problems that you have no idea about. He's trying to be a better person just like Karofsky is trying. He doesn't deserve the attitude and grudge that you are holding against him. We are friends and that's not going to change. I don't want to keep fighting with you over him."
"I don't either. I just don't trust him or like him and I never will. I wish you would leave Dalton and get away from all of that drama and stress and go back to McKinley. It would be better for your health and our relationship. If you loved me and truly wanted this to work you would stop having contact with that snake and move to McKinley again."
"I could argue that you should accept who my friends are and where I want to be in school if you truly loved me Kurt. That's not a game either of should be playing. There is nothing going on between me and Bas. We are just friends and you need to accept it or not, either way I don't want to keep fighting with you over it."
"Fine. I have to go. I'll text you later."
"I love you."
"You too."
Blaine ended the call and he knew that Kurt wasn't happy with him, but Blaine wasn't going to do what Kurt wanted him to do. He wasn't going to leave Dalton just because Kurt didn't like Sebastian. It would be more stressful at McKinley where he would have to deal with a transfer, he would also have to drive there and he wasn't able to do that right now. It would just be more problematic. Blaine was just going to hope that Kurt got over this and if not then he didn't know what he was going to do. He couldn't stress over it right now because he knew it wouldn't be good for his health and he wanted to go and pick up his mom and have a family dinner. It had been a while since they have had one and he really needed some normalcy right now.
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It was just after five o'clock when Blaine's mom came out of the airport doors. She immediately saw their car and ran over to it. Cooper got out of the car and so did Blaine. Cooper took his mother's bag as she went over to Blaine and pulled him into a hug. Blaine hugged back as he spoke.
"I'm okay Mom."
"I know, but I'm not ready to let go yet." Mrs. Anderson said with tears in her eyes.
"Ok Mom." Blaine said with understanding in his voice as he held onto his mom even tighter.
After a moment Mrs. Anderson pulled back with a sigh. She wiped the tears away from her cheeks and looked at Blaine.
"How are you really feeling? You look exhausted maybe we should skip dinner and just go home." Mrs. Anderson said with worry.
"I'm fine. I'm tired, but it's from the medication."
"He's going to be okay Mom. We need to get in the car now though before we piss off anyone for blocking the way." Cooper said with a smile.
"Of course." Mrs. Anderson said as she headed to her side of the car. They all got into the car and Mr. Anderson leaned over and kissed his wife before he put the car in drive and took off for the exit.
"You know Mom that was actually a good idea. Why don't we pick up something and we can take it back to the house. We can relax there and talk." Cooper suggested.
"That is fine by me. What do you think Blaine?" Mr. Anderson asked.
"I don't care as long as we are together." Blaine said honestly.
"I couldn't have said it better myself. What do you boys feel like?" Mrs. Anderson asked.
"Please not pizza." Blaine said.
"Chinese?" Cooper suggested.
"It's been a while since we've had that. We can get the usual? Or what used to be the usual." Mr. Anderson suggested.
"Sounds good." Blaine said.
"Let's do that. This way we can all relax and talk without having to worry about who might hear us or having to be quiet." Mrs. Anderson said.
"I'll head for the Chinese restaurant then. Cooper, why don't you call in our usual so it is ready when we get there?" Mr. Anderson suggested.
"Sure Dad." Cooper said as he pulled out his phone to call the restaurant. They used to eat Chinese food once a week growing up. They didn't do it as much now that they were all busy and Cooper moved to L.A. When they did get together they liked to do Chinese food at least once for memories sake.
Once Cooper had the order in they headed to pick up the food and go back home. Once back home they headed into the living room and put the food down on the coffee table. Cooper went to get some plates and drinks and they all put food onto their plate before they sat down.
"How was the flight Mom?" Blaine asked.
"It was long as always. Everything is taken care of down in Paris and construction on the new academy will start in November. They hope they will have it done by September so they can open next year." Mrs. Anderson answered.
"That's awesome Mom." Cooper said.
"It's a huge accomplishment that your mother has been able to do. The Board was very impressed with her on this." Mr. Anderson said.
"Are they thinking of doing other academies in the States?" Blaine asked.
"Not right now, but it might be an option with the larger cities. For now we will see how this one does in Paris. Now Blaine, how are you feeling with all of this? We need to talk about it and what will be happening. We can't just go into this with blinders on and hope for the best." Mrs. Anderson said.
"I'm feeling okay so far. I'm sure there will be a freak out at some point, but it hasn't happened yet. Honestly, after finding out I could have cancer and it turning out to be something they can fix I think I'll handle it pretty well. It's not going to be fun at times and I'm sure there are going to be times I wish I didn't have to deal with it, but I'll get through it. I'm tired from the medication and it's making me a little sluggish, but it should pass once my body adjusts to the medication." Blaine answered.
"It is only temporary. Dr. Hill and Dr. Reid both think Blaine will be having the transplant in the summer so he can get it done before he starts University in the fall. He is fifth on the list so hopefully it won't be too bad of a wait." Mr. Anderson added.
"And who is this specialist?" Mrs. Anderson asked.
"Dr. Roberts. He called me personally today to gather some information he is going to setup some tests for Blaine in the hospital. The hospital will call when the tests are scheduled. They are basic tests that he wants. Blaine is young to be having this problem and he wants to make sure that there are no surprises that come up. He also wants a more detailed MRI to see just how well Blaine's pancreas is working in case he needs to be higher on the list." Mr. Anderson said.
"Is there any signs of it becoming worse?" Mrs. Anderson asked.
"Blaine's sugar levels will not respond to the medication like it should. That is the only indication that we will get as it's sugar levels in his blood. With that being said Blaine, if at any time you feel worse you need to tell us so we can make sure you are okay. I know the summer doesn't seem that far away, but it really is when you are dealing with this problem. We need to stay on top of things and do everything the specialist tells us even if you think you don't need it." Mr. Anderson said in a serious voice.
"I promise I'll be really careful and I will listen to the specialist." Blaine reassured his father.
"Maybe you should be staying here instead of the dorms. I know it's not ideal and the first month until you can drive again might be a little tricky, but maybe it would be better for you to be home." Mrs. Anderson said.
"I appreciate that Mom, but I can't let this stop my life. I'll be careful and do everything I am supposed to do, but I don't want this to stop my life from continuing. The guys are all there at Dalton if something happens and I need someone. I'll be fine."
"Ok, but if it becomes too much for you, you need to say something and we want to see you every weekend." Mrs. Anderson said.
"I'll stay here on the weekends so you can make sure I am okay."
"Good and make sure you have enough food in your room to eat if you need it." Mrs. Anderson said.
"Always."
"Now Son, we need to talk about you and your hands. I know the doctors said that impaired judgement can be a side effect from the low blood sugar and considering you have done it twice now when you never have I would have to agree. Nevertheless you need to be careful when you are working the bag. I know it's a stress reliever for you and with all of the negative ones out there in the world I am thrilled you picked a positive one. I'm just concerned you are going to seriously hurt your hand one day and not even be in the mind frame to realise it." Mr. Anderson said with concern.
"I know and I've already thought about it. For now I am only going to work the bag when someone is there with me. Realistically I won't be able to do much anyways because of my sugar levels. I have to be careful with how much exercise I do. I'll make sure someone is there with me just in case." Blaine said.
"It's just a precaution little brother. You could seriously ruin your hands and you wouldn't be able to play piano or guitar again. With your talent that would be a crime." Cooper said.
"No I totally understand and agree. Even if I wasn't worried about my hands it's still not a smart idea for me to be working out alone. I could pass out or something. It's just stupid to do it alone right now." Blaine easily agreed.
"Good I am glad that we all agree on that. You already fainted and banged your lip we don't need you hitting your head off of something and going into a coma from it. We love you and we just want you safe and healthy again." Mrs. Anderson said.
"I want that too Mom." Blaine said with a small smile.
"Now more happier thoughts. What are you going to be doing for University? I know you said New York, but I didn't know if maybe that has changed." Mrs. Anderson said changing the subject.
"No I still want to be out in New York City. Most of the guys are going to be out that way and it would be nice to be close by to them. I'm thinking NYU or Columbia for their business degree program." Blaine said.
"Both are very good schools and are great programs." Mr. Anderson said.
"Not NYADA? I would have thought you wanted to focus on your singing." Mrs. Anderson said.
"I do want to focus on my singing, but I also want to make sure I am educated and equipped to be able to run Dalton as well. It sounds bad, but I don't need a special arts school to teach me how to sing or dance or write songs. I already do that, have since I was five and writing since I was twelve. It sounds arrogant, but I just think it would be a waste of money for me to go to NYADA." Blaine said slightly awkwardly.
"Coming from you makes it not arrogant trust me little brother. You have more talent than anyone I know and you would be bored as hell in a place like that." Cooper said.
"You do have a natural born talent and a school like that wouldn't benefit you. I think you would be better off getting a band together and going that route with your music and have a degree to fall back on." Mr. Anderson said.
"You could also be your own manager basically too." Cooper said.
"Which is wise. That way you don't have to worry about someone trying to change who you are. You will always have your best interest at heart." Mrs. Anderson said.
"How is Kurt handling this whole situation and you not being in the same school next year?" Mr. Anderson asked.
"He's fine with it. He was a little shocked to find out I wasn't going to be applying for NYADA, but he understands why I'm not going to be. Coop, how is Allison doing?" Blaine asked looking to change the subject away from Kurt.
"She is doing good. She finished making the corrections to the script and she is waiting for me to come back tomorrow night. She's excited to see how it is all going to play out in the end. It's really cool to be a part of a movie and then you get to see the final version of it when it is all done. Right now we are just filming scenes, but it'll be completely different once they put them all together. I'm looking forward to it." Cooper said with a smile.
"It's awesome that you got the chance to do this. I'm sure it will turn out amazing Coop. I'm really proud of you." Blaine said with a smile.
"Thanks little brother." Cooper said with a smile back.
They spent the next couple of hours eating dinner and just talking. By the time seven thirty rolled around Blaine was feeling pretty tired so he decided to head upstairs where he could relax in bed and watch some TV. If he fell asleep then it wasn't that big of a deal he was going to set his alarm for every two hours just in case he did. Blaine went upstairs and he got changed into some comfy clothes and got into bed. He just leaned back against the headboard when there was a knock at his door.
"Come in." Blaine said.
Cooper opened the door and walked in and closed the door behind him. He gave Blaine a smile as Blaine spoke.
"Coop, I am fine I swear it is safe to leave me alone." Blaine said with a smile.
"I know it is. I'm not here to harass you. But I am a little concerned about you." Cooper said as he made his way over to the bed and sat down on the edge of it.
"About what?" Blaine asked calmly.
"About whatever it is that is making you go into that head of yours. You kept doing it at dinner and I have a feeling it's not about the bomb shell that got dropped on you Thursday night. What is it?" Cooper asked calmly, but Blaine could hear the worry in his voice.
"I called Kurt before we left to pick up Mom."
"Ah I should have known. And how did that go?" Cooper asked with understanding in his voice. He knew that Kurt and Blaine had been having problems since the start of the school year or even just a little before.
"I was hoping it would go better. I don't know what to do Coop. I mean he knew I was at the hospital, I was texting him while I was there and he didn't even ask if I was okay or why. He just got mad that Bas was there with me. That's when the doctor had to come and take my phone away. I didn't talk to him until earlier, I even ignored his texts all a hundred and thirty-three of them. And from the way he answered his phone when I called him today they weren't him being concerned. He actually said that Bas must have finally climbed off from me long enough for me to call him."
"Are you fucking kidding me? You spent nine hours in the hospital, you almost fell into a coma and that's what he has to say to you? Like you were just cheating on him for the past two days instead of trying to feel better and stronger. Why the fuck are you with him anymore?" Cooper asked with anger.
"That's the problem I am having, because I don't know. I told him that I was in the hospital for nine hours and that I have to have a transplant and that seemed to bother him, but then he said that I should move back to McKinley so I wouldn't have to deal with the stress of the harder school work and being in the Warblers."
"How would that help? You can't even drive how would you get there and back every day? That's stupid."
"That's what I said, but not quite like that. I told him I can't drive for at least a month and that's if I can prove my levels have evened out and it's safe for me to drive. I didn't even think twice about driving before with my sugar levels. I was stupid to not even realise that I was a danger on the road. Thankfully nothing bad happened to me or to someone else. He didn't seem to care he just wants me back at McKinley and I kinda feel like he's using this as an excuse to keep pushing me to move back there. Then he got stuck on Bas and how I was hanging out with him and how he spent the night here Friday. He said that I was cheating on him with Bas by having him sleep over and hangout so much. Am I? It doesn't feel like I'm doing anything wrong, but maybe I am." Blaine said confused.
"Let me ask you this Blaine. If you had spent the day watching movies and fell asleep with Jeff or with Nick or Wes or any guy that is straight, would that have been cheating?" Cooper said calmly with patience in his voice.
"No. I mean Jeff and I do it all the time. We crash over at the other's place. I can't tell you how many times I've woken up in his arms from us moving around in the middle of the night. When I was in the hospital I slept in his arms for three days straight. If I had been with someone at the time it wouldn't have been cheating we're friends."
"Exactly, so why would it change because Sebastian is gay too? You both are friends and he came over and hung out and you fell asleep. So what if he's gay that doesn't change that you are friends. It's not like you were making out with each other."
"No, but I did kiss him. It wasn't sexual it was just a comfort kiss something we both needed. I would have done it if it was a girl with me too. It wasn't anything like that." Blaine explained.
"I've done that before too. When a friend is going through something horrible they just need that form of comfort. It doesn't mean anything it's just something that makes them and yourself feel better. One kiss, especially like that isn't cheating Blaine. I'm sure Kurt wouldn't see it that way, but it's the truth. Kurt seems to believe that you just being in the same room as Sebastian is cheating. He also seems to believe that what he did isn't cheating so his views are fucked."
"I just don't know what to do anymore." Blaine said with a small shrug.
"I wish this was one of those times where I could tell you what to do, but I can't. My opinion would be to drop the dead weight, but I'm a little biased on that."
"I know I should be focused on my health right now and part of me can't help but think that Kurt should be worried about me like I would be about him if the situation was reversed, but he doesn't seem to be. I know he's focused on his life in New York and it's exciting, but still how do you start a fight with someone while they are texting you from a hospital bed?"
"If you love the person you don't, because then the only thing that matters is that you are okay not whatever problem you had before the hospital trip. That's me though and that's how I think. At some point Blaine you have to decide when enough is enough. I would have left long ago, but that's just me."
"I feel like if I walk away then I'm giving up on us. I know things are rough right now, but I can still remember what it was like in the beginning and before the end of the school year. I still love that sweet man that I fell in love with. It feels like I'm betraying him if I just give up without trying to get through this rough patch."
"And I can understand that and maybe that man is still there that you fell in love with. But here's the problem Blaine, what if he isn't? How long do you stick it out through this rough patch before you can't take it anymore and have to walk away? I don't want to see you hurt or heartbroken over losing someone you love, but I don't want to see you in a bad relationship and unhappy either." Cooper said honestly.
"I know and I don't want to be in a bad relationship or unhappy. I just don't know if this is the time to walk away or not. I guess that means I stick it out for a little while longer until I am sure what I want to do."
"It's the best decision you can make until you are certain of what you want to do about your relationship. I'll always be here for you to talk to Blaine no matter what time of the day or night it is. And I hope that you and Kurt work out if he is who you want to spend the rest of your life with. Keep in mind though you are young and you have plenty of time to find your soulmate because it's not always the first person you fall in love with. Most of the time first love is just puppy love until you experience the real thing."
"I know most people don't marry their high school sweetheart and if Kurt and I are meant to be then it will happen. If not then it's for the better and one day I will find that special someone to spend the rest of my life with. For now I'll wait and see how things go with him being in New York. Thank-you for the advice and the talk."
"Anytime little brother, anytime. You look exhausted though so I will leave you alone to get some sleep and relax. Make sure you check your sugar though eh?"
"I will in thirty minutes like I'm supposed to. I already have my alarm set to go off every two hours for the night. I'll be okay and if not I know where your room is."
"Don't be afraid to come and get me anytime. I love you."
"I love you too. Don't worry I'm okay."
"I think I'm going to be worried about you for a little while still, at least until I get used to this."
"I know, but just know that I will be okay and I can handle this."
"I know you can. You've always been able to handle anything that has come your way. You're strong and I couldn't be prouder of you."
"Thanks Coop." Blaine said with a smile.
Cooper smiled back as he got up from the bed.
"Good night Blaine."
"Night Coop."
Cooper headed out of the room and closed the door behind him. Blaine sat back on his bed and turned the television on. He was going to wait thirty minutes so he could check his blood and then he was going to turn off the lights and curl up in bed and sleep. He didn't know what was going to happen with his relationship with Kurt, but for now he wasn't going to worry about it and he was just going to let it play out itself.
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Jeff and Brittany arrived at the restaurant and got a seat. Jeff wanted to keep it simple and easy so he went with a sit down restaurant, but nothing too fancy. Jeff held the chair out for Brittany after helping her take off her coat. Once they were sitting a waitress came over and took their drink order. After they looked through the menu and knew what they wanted Jeff spoke.
"How has school been?"
"Not good. Classes are getting harder and I failed them last year. I don't think I'm going to graduate this year again and I'll be left behind again." Brittany said sadly.
"You are going to graduate Brit I promise you. If you need help I will help you with your homework. You are graduating this year with everyone else." Jeff said with determination.
Brittany smiled at him as she spoke. "I like that you have confidence in me. It's nice, most people just ignore me where smarts are concerned."
"You are smart. Not everyone is traditional smart. You have your own intelligence I much prefer yours to the normal kind."
"I've never had a guy say that to me before."
"Say what?"
"That I'm smart. I've only been with two guys in a relationship before and they both called me an idiot. They felt bad afterwards, but no guy has ever told me I'm smart. Santana tells me that, but we love each other, so it's different."
"You are smart Brit I wouldn't lie to you. How are you with Santana being in a different city?"
"It's hard. We dated before, we loved each other and now we love each other in a different way. It's still hard though, we've been best friends since freshmen year. Not having her around all day is different and hard. I don't like it very much, but I can understand why she wanted to leave Lima behind."
"Ya a lot of people are looking forward to getting out of here. What about you? What do you want to do once you graduate?"
"I want to dance or teach dance or both. Both would be cool. I want to go to New York or L.A, but I don't know if I would be any good and I don't want to be a failure again. I don't have formal training like the other girls do out there." Brittany said felling self-conscious.
"I've seen you dance, you are amazing. You could make it anywhere. And you could definitely still teach dance while being a dancer. Is that your passion?"
"Since I was three and got my first tutu. My mom says I was dancing in her belly so I must have been born a dancer."
"You were born a dancer. You're very talented and any show or dance company would be blessed to have you."
"Thanks." Brittany said with a smile as their drinks were brought over and they put in their food order.
"What's your passion?" Brittany asked once the waitress left.
"I have no idea." Jeff said with a smile.
"You don't want to be a singer?"
"No I don't. I love performing with the guys and singing with them, but I don't want that life. Blaine is the one with true natural talent and he loves that life. He is going to blow the world away with his talent. Me I don't know what I want to do yet. I thought about going into a business management program so I could be a manager for artist. That would let me still be around something I love, but not be the one in the spot light."
"Is that something you would enjoy doing?"
"I enjoy putting together events and figuring all of the details out. It would be cool to do it. It would be awesome to be Blaine's manager. Someone who knows him and wouldn't try to get him to change who he is. I know he wants to go to NYU for business so we would still be together."
"You two are close?"
"We're best friends, have been since we were six. Our houses are a block and a half away from each other. It would be awesome to be there with him and get to be a part of his career. New York is definitely where I want to be when I graduate I know that."
"Are most of the guys going there?"
"I think so ya. To either Columbia or NYU. Ivy League schools and close together. We're a family and we don't want to be too far from each other. What about you and your family? Any siblings?"
"No just me and my mom and my dad. I love kids though. I babysit Sam's little brother and sister all the time."
"I love kids. I babysit my cousins all the time. Do you have any pets?"
"I have Lord Tubbington."
"Ok who is that?"
"My cat. He's very tricky and always cheating on his diet."
"How long have you had him?"
"Since I was ten. He's a hundred and eight years old."
"Wow that is one old cat. Maybe I can meet him sometime?"
"Ok."
"What do you do for Christmas? Or the Holidays I should say."
"I celebrate Christmas and we have a tradition every year where we leave milk and cookies out for Santa and carrots for the reindeer. Most people forget about them. Then we go caroling with the neighbors to homeless shelters and food kitchens. Then Christmas day we get to see what presents Santa has left us before we make a turkey dinner for everyone."
"That's cool. I've never gone caroling before it's awesome that you do that every year. And you are right most people forget about the reindeer and how hungry they would be."
"You believe in Santa too? Most people just laugh and say it's stupid to believe in it still."
"Well let me ask you this, why do you still believe?" Jeff asked calmly with genuine interest.
"There is so much death and violence in the world. I can't even open the newspaper or watch the news without seeing someone has been killed. Santa is magical, he does the impossible every year and bring good to boys and girls who have been good. Once a year all of the good people get rewarded with gifts from Santa and all of the bad people get nothing, like they deserve. It's how the world should work. A world where good people don't get hurt or killed. They don't get to lose their house because they lost their job. For one day a year the world is magical. I think the world needs more magic in it and maybe it wouldn't be filled with so much death and destruction. I want to be a part of that magic." Brittany answered honestly and Jeff couldn't help but smile.
"I think people like you Brittany is what makes this world magical and the world definitely needs more people like you in it. You're right there is a lot of violence in the world and it can be depressing to read about it and hear about it. It's great to know that one day a year everyone can be together with their families and get some magic in their life."
Brittany smiled at Jeff as the waitress brought over their food. Once the waitress left Brittany spoke.
"Do you play any sports?"
"I play soccer and I can play polo."
"That's with horses' right?"
"It is. Blaine knows how to play it too. I love horseback riding. What about you besides cheerleading?"
"I've ridden horses before. I haven't done it in a couple of years. Normally it's at a fair. I don't really play sports."
"We should go horseback riding one day. Get you back on a horse. There are some great trails I could take you on."
"That sounds nice." Brittany said with a smile.
They continued to talk while they ate and got to know each other. After they had finished eating Jeff drove Brittany back to her house and he got out to walk her to her door.
"I had a fun time with you tonight." Brittany said as they reached her front door.
"I had a really good time with you tonight. I'm hoping we could do it again."
"I'd like that."
"Me too. I really like you. You're nothing like the other girls I've dated or been around. You're sweet and down to earth. I'm really glad I had the pleasure of meeting you."
"That's sweet. I like you too. You don't call me stupid or laugh at me."
"I would never do that to you."
"I believe you. Thank-you for tonight."
"It was my pleasure." Jeff said with a smile.
"Is this the part where you kiss me goodnight?"
"Do you want me to?"
"The best first dates always end in a kiss and I want this to be a best first date."
"Well I can't argue with that." Jeff said with a smile.
He placed his right hand against Brittany's left cheek before he slowly lowered his mouth to gently kiss Brittany. Brittany responded right away and Jeff deepened the kiss. Brittany was all for it and she put her hands around Jeff's neck. After a moment Jeff pulled back and gave her one last quick kiss on her lips before he spoke.
"Thank-you for a great night."
"Thank-you Mr. Warbler."
Jeff smiled at the nickname.
"I'll text you tomorrow."
"Ok." Brittany said with a huge smile on her face.
"Goodnight beautiful."
"Goodnight."
Jeff gave Brittany one last quick kiss before he pulled back and headed down the steps and back to his car. He waited to make sure Brittany got inside safely before he pulled away and headed back to the dorms for the night. Tomorrow he would go and see Blaine and tell him all about tonight.
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It was noon the next day when Jeff arrived at Blaine's house with lunch that he had made. He headed into the kitchen first to grab some plates and two water bottles before he headed up into Blaine's room where Blaine was resting. Jeff knocked on the door and Blaine called out.
"Come on in."
Jeff walked into the room and gave Blaine a smile.
"Since when do you knock?" Blaine said teasingly.
"Thought I'd be polite." Jeff said back with a smile.
"What's with the picnic basket?"
Jeff answered as he headed over to the bed and sat down on the end of the bed and placed the picnic basket down beside him and gave Blaine a plate and a water bottle.
"I made lunch for us and the basket is the only thing I had to bring it in."
"What did you make?"
"Sandwiches with a melon salad and I told my mom about what you are going through and she baked you her special french vanilla cupcakes with buttercream icing. She said it should help boost your sugar levels." Jeff said with a smile.
"Oh man I love you mom and her cupcakes. This sugar problem is going to make me fat." Blaine said with a smile.
"I doubt that. I did some research and turns out that your body will burn the calories off just as fast, because food naturally turns into sugar when it is digested so you'll just burn it all off. You might actually lose weight so you might want to ask your specialist about it."
"I will do that."
Jeff spoke as he handed Blaine the sandwich. "Ham and Swiss with lettuce and cucumber, your favorite and still slightly weird."
Blaine gave a laugh as he took the sandwich and opened it to place it down on his plate.
"It's not that weird. I recall you eating ketchup sandwiches for lunches growing up. That's weird and disgusting."
"You used to put Mayo on your toast in the morning."
"I actually still do that and I dip my fries in it and chicken nuggets." Blaine said with a chuckle.
"You are so weird." Jeff said as he put some melon salad on his plate next to his sandwich.
Blaine added some himself and took a bite of the sandwich.
"Mm I forgot how good you can make a sandwich."
"Ya I'm a real chief." Jeff said with a smile and a chuckle.
"Remember when we used to make those grilled peanut butter sandwiches?"
"Ok they tasted awesome I don't care what anyone says. Especially when we added in the banana."
"Your parents used to hate it when we cooked them at your place, because the whole house would smell for hours."
"I miss those days. That summer you spent living with us while your parents had to be on a business trip to Europe taking care of clients. That summer was awesome."
"It really was. We used to sneak around for a late night snack and watch movies that were way too old for us."
"Oh man the nightmares from some of those movies. Why were we so stupid to keep watching them?"
"We were stupid teenagers, but it was still a lot of fun."
"It was. We should live together next year and skip the whole college dorm experience." Jeff suggested seriously.
"Might be a little hard with me being in New York. You didn't know where you wanted to be yet you said."
"And it is something I figured out last night, something I'm really interested in doing actually."
"Ok and what is that?"
"I want to go into the music management business program in NYU. I want to manage artists and help them in their careers and be a part of that life still. I don't want to be on stage, but I enjoy getting things organized and events running. I think I would be good at it."
"You would be great at it. I know you've always liked putting on the concerts and events for the Warblers. You would be great at it."
"I think I'll really enjoy it. But it means we will be stuck in the same school together for another four years. Think you could handle that?" Jeff asked with a smirk.
"Absolutely. You really want to live together?"
"I think it would be fun. Why not? Unless you were going to be living with Kurt next year."
"We're not going to be living together. I don't know what is going to happen within the next year, but I do know I won't be living with him. Living with you sounds like a great idea though."
"It sure beats living in the dorms that's for sure. I'd love to live with you."
"Let's do it then. It'll be awesome."
"It's a done deal. We are going to be roommates in New York. Now what happened with Kurt?"
"I'd much rather hear what happened with your date last night first."
"Ok fine, but first how are you feeling?"
"I'm good and the melon will help give me the boost before I eat the cupcakes. Now spill I want all of the details."
"She's amazing and she's beautiful and smart. We just went to dinner and we talked. She told me that she believes in Santa because he's magical and the world needs more magic in it. That one day a year all of the good people get something they deserve and the bad people get what they deserve, nothing. I completely agree with her when she put it like that. It makes sense for her to want to still believe in a magical being like that."
"That does make a lot of sense. She's always believed in magical beings like unicorns and Leporcons. Some people believe in Gods or a Higher Being and Brittany believes in magic to even the playing field and bring something good into a world full of violence. Everyone needs to believe in something."
"We talked without any problem for the whole dinner and drive back to her place. I got to learn about her family and how she was doing in school. She still believes that she isn't going to graduate and I told her I would help her out with her homework. She wants to be a dancer and leave Lima after she graduates, but she doesn't know if she will make it. She needs some confidence boost in that area. I told her my plans of being in New York. We talked about going horseback riding one day. She knows how to do it, but she hasn't done it in a couple of years. I thought it would be nice to go out on a Saturday with a picnic."
"Sounds romantic and she will love it. You guys make a good match." Blaine said with a smile.
"I hope so. It's early days, I'll see how it goes. Now what is going on with you and Kurt?"
"I don't know. I really don't. He was pissed when I got him on the phone yesterday after practice. I told him I had to get a transplant and he asked why, but he didn't seem to care too much. He even suggested that I transfer back to McKinley so I wouldn't have to deal with the stress of the harder school work and being in the Warblers."
"How would that help?" Jeff asked annoyed.
"I'm pretty certain he just said it so he could use it as an excuse to have me not around Bas anymore. I told him I wasn't transferring that I couldn't even drive so it wouldn't even be possible for me to do that even if I thought it was the right move to make, which I don't. The work or being in the Warblers doesn't stress me out, I enjoy it and I'm not about to change that because of my health."
"And you shouldn't have to. If it comes a time where you can't handle something you know we will all support you, but the doctor said you didn't have to quit singing. You just need to watch your sugar levels until the transplant." Jeff agreed.
"Exactly. Then of course he got stuck on Bas and me being friends. I told him nothing was going on between us that we were just friends. He still thought we were sleeping together. It didn't help that I let slip that he was here Friday with me after being at the hospital for nine hours the night before. He got all upset because he crashed here in my bed. He made it seem like we were cheating. I didn't see it that way and I spoke to Coop about it and he agreed with me. Just because Bas is gay doesn't change that we are friends and it shouldn't have to change how we interact with each other."
"No it shouldn't. He wouldn't have cared if I was here and fell asleep in your bed. Fuck we've done it plenty of times same as with Wes. We've seen each other naked on more than one occasion. It doesn't change that we're friends just like you and Sebastian are friends. Besides Sebastian is turning a new leaf and he's a really great guy that genuinely cares. It's not fair for Kurt to hold Sebastian's actions from last year against him, especially when he is friends and close to Karofsky after all the shit he did to him. He doesn't have any right to judge."
"He doesn't and I told him that he needed to accept that we are friends just like I had to with Karofsky. Besides they have crashed in each other's rooms before Kurt left to begin with. I don't assume they are having sex."
"Exactly. So what are you going to do about this? How long are you going to keep putting up with him and his attitude?" Jeff asked calmly.
"I don't know yet. Coop asked me the same thing last night and I still don't know. I'm just gonna wait and see if it gets better than great, but if not then I'll have no choice but to breakup with him. I'm not going to be stuck in some miserable relationship just because he's the first boy I fell in love with. I won't do that to myself. So I'll give it some time and see if the distance will help."
"That's the best thing you can do right now. He's going to be living his life and you should just focus on living yours. If it's meant to be than it will be and if not at least you tried your best to make it work and no one can fault you for that."
"Thanks. For now I want to focus on this concert and all of the events we have coming up."
"Plus your birthday in three weeks."
"My simple birthday."
"Yes your simple booze free birthday. I promise it will be fun."
"I know it will be and it doesn't have to be booze free. Just because I can't drink doesn't mean you guys can't."
"We know, but we are going to be right there with you on your birthday with no booze. We don't need to drink to have fun. Doesn't mean we won't be drinking on some weekends, but for your birthday it will be completely dry."
"Puck is gonna cry when he finds out." Blaine said with a smile.
"Probably. Have you told any of them from McKinley what happened to you?"
"I sent Sam a text letting him know. He was worried, but he wished me well. I told him I was fine and he was going to let the others know. I get a lot of texts from them throughout the day."
"Brit asked me about it last night. I explained it to her a little better, but it's still complicated to understand. I don't blame her, you were attacked almost four years ago and you've never had a problem. It's crazy that now it bothers you."
"I know, but the doctor said the pancreas is just like that. I'm assuming you guys told Wes from the texts I got from him."
"I called to tell him. He was worried, but I reassured him that you were fine and he didn't need to get on a plane. He's thinking of coming up for the concert in two weeks. I think he's just using it as an excuse though to see you with his own eyes."
"Probably. I miss Wes, I can't believe he is all the way out in L.A."
"I don't think he can believe it either. He sounds a little lonely out there. It's his first year though so he might love it once he gets some friends and into a routine."
"I hope so."
"He'll be fine. You'll see before you know it he won't want to come home even for Christmas." Jeff joked.
"Are we doing our tradition this year?"
Every year the guys all get together on Christmas Eve for dinner at one of their places. They make a dinner together and then they all exchange their secret Santa gifts. It's something they had started three years ago and something they all enjoy doing.
"You mean the one you didn't come to last year because Kurt didn't want to go to?"
"Ya that one."
"You better believe it. What house is the question. We did it at my place last year. I think Sebastian was saying we could do it at his place."
"His place is huge from what I am told. I haven't been in it yet myself."
"It's an amazing house and it's huge, it's bigger than this place. His kitchen would be perfect to cook in."
"Do the other guys know about it?"
"Not yet, but we can tell them. I'm sure they will be down for it."
"Probably. It's always a good time."
"You know we could extend the invites to your friends from McKinley if you want."
"Ya maybe. I'll mention it to them and see what they say. I'm sure Brittany will be there." Blaine said with a knowing smile.
"She might be if we are still together."
"Did you kiss her goodnight?"
"Oh ya and she is very talented. It really was the best first date I have ever had. She's amazing. I've been texting her today and helping her with some homework. She was talking about getting together next weekend already."
"So things are going good then. Good I'm glad I introduced you two."
"I might just owe you a favor for that."
"You just might, but what is favors among friends right?" Blaine asked with a smirk.
"This is true."
They spent the next few hours just talking and hanging out like the normally do. By the time it was time for Cooper to go to the airport Blaine said his goodbyes and went with Jeff to head back to Dalton while his parents took Cooper to the airport. They got back to Dalton and they headed for their dorm rooms. Blaine went up to Sebastian's room and knocked on the door after dropping his stuff off in his room. After a moment Sebastian answered.
"Hey you ready for some dinner?" Blaine asked with a smile.
"Absolutely. Let me grab my stuff." Sebastian said as he left the door opened and went over to his desk to grab his wallet, keys and cell phone before putting on his shoes. He then closed and locked the door before they headed down the hallway.
"How are you feeling?" Sebastian asked as they went down the stairs.
"Pretty good. Jeff came by for lunch today he brought me a picnic basically. He made sandwiches and melon salad which is different, but very good. And his mom baked me her French vanilla cupcakes with buttercream icing." Blaine said with a smile.
"Yum. Now I'm jealous."
"I have some in my room I dropped them off before I came to find you. You can have one later. They are very good and my favorite from her. You gotta love having a professional baker for a mom."
"Very true. That is hard to hate."
"How are you? You look tired or somewhat hungover."
"Somewhat hungover and tired would be correct on that one. I just got drunk last night and today I've been working on the sponsorship packages for a proposal."
"We can work on that after we eat something together, get that going. Why the drinking or was it just because it was Saturday?"
"I'll tell you when we are back at the room."
"So definitely not because it was Saturday. Did you get a new car at least?"
"I did a silver Mazda 3 with a very nice alarm system."
"That's the important part. I love my Mazda 3."
"It's a nice car. Driving yours really sealed the deal with me. How was Jeff's date?"
"It went really well apparently. There was even a kiss goodnight. Brittany and him are already talking about doing something next weekend again and Jeff found out that Brit knows how to ride horses. So he's thinking of doing this romantic horse ride with a picnic one day."
"Very sweet. I know how to ride a horse, do you?"
"I do. I play polo or I used to. I have trophies from championships that I've won. Jeff knows how to play too."
"I didn't know that about you two. I have played polo as well, but not something I tend to enjoy. I prefer more violence in my sports." Sebastian said with a smile.
"Hence lacrosse. Not hockey? Don't know how to skate?"
"I do know, but I was never one for the cold and very early morning. Do you skate?"
"I do. I love to skate."
"I haven't skated in three years now. I haven't ridden a horse in two."
"We should do that this year. It's fun and I haven't ridden a horse in two years either. I would love to get back into it."
"You're on then."
They got to the café and they both ordered some dinner to go. They were going to take it back to Blaine's room. Once they got their food they headed back to the dorms and into Blaine's room. Blaine had gotten a bacon cheese burger and fries while Sebastian had gotten a grilled chicken burger and fries. They both sat down on Blaine's bed facing each other.
"Did you call Hummel yet?" Sebastian asked.
"Last night after practice I called him. He was caring." Blaine said sarcastically.
"What did the idiot say now?"
"When he answered he asked if you had finally gotten off of me long enough for me to call him."
"That's real fucking nice of him. Very caring and concerned boyfriend considering you were texting him from a hospital bed."
"That's my impression ya. I told him that nothing was going on between us that you and I are just friends. I told him that I have to have a transplant and why. He seemed to care, but he didn't stay long on the topic. He actually said I should transfer to McKinley so I wouldn't be stressed out from school work and the Warblers."
"Of course he would see it as a way to get you back where he wants you. You can't drive and even if you could, how would driving two hours a day be less stressful?"
"That was my point. I told him I can't drive for at least a month and that school wasn't stressful or being in the Warblers. He wasn't too happy about it. Then he got stuck on our friendship and how it was cheating that you slept in the same bed with me. I told him nothing was going on. He didn't seem to believe me or like it very much. He said he had to go and I haven't heard from him since."
"He's a fucking idiot."
"Things aren't great right now. I talked to Coop about it and he agrees that because you are gay doesn't mean we have to act differently around each other. It wouldn't have mattered if it was Jeff or anyone else that was straight so it shouldn't matter that we are both gay."
"Didn't he spend like two nights with Karofsky?"
"He did, once here in Karofsky's room and then once in his place. They are both gay, but I don't assume they are doing anything even with the way they had been hanging off of each other. We said bye to each other because Kurt said he had to go. We didn't fight, but we didn't end on a great note."
"So what are you going to do?"
"You are the third person to ask me that. I'm going to wait it out and see what happens. I'm not going to give up just yet, but I am also not going to stay in if it doesn't get any better or if it gets worse. I'm not going to put myself through that."
"Good for you. I don't want to see you hurt or miserable, especially for him."
"I won't let that happen. I won't do that to myself. I'll see if it gets better and if not then I'll end it. It's starting to look like it's going to be going in that direction. We have both changed, he's really starting to change and I'm not liking the person I am seeing, but that could just be a rough patch and things could go back to normal. Only time will tell what happens."
"You have changed but not in a good way. You need to remember just how amazingly talented you are. You should never be second guessing yourself B."
"Um… thanks." Blaine said with a small blush awkwardly.
"And you really need to learn how to take a compliment."
"I'm just not good with attention, I've never been good with attention and being the centre of it."
"Which is weird considering you have won championships in sports and with your voice. You are also a lead singer in an acapella group. I would have thought attention wasn't that hard for you."
"When I'm on stage with the guys I'm not the only one on stage so other people are being looked at. Plus when I am up there I don't think about it, because I'm singing and in the moment. It's more about afterwards when I am standing there and people are applauding or coming up to me and complimenting me. I'm not so good at that part and I don't think I ever will be."
"It's part of your charm. Part of what keeps you humble. That's what is great about you. You are humble and down to earth even when you have every reason not to be. I don't ever see that changing in you even when you become a big star." Sebastian said with a smile.
"It's not going to change. I don't see myself ever getting used to it. It's a flaw or difficulty I should say. It'll keep me grounded at least. What about you? Any difficulties?"
"You mean besides being an asshole?"
"You are not an asshole. You just have walls up around you and you don't let everybody inside. That's not a bad thing it just makes getting to know you a little bit of work. An asshole doesn't spend nine hours sitting in a hospital room for someone or coming by the next day to watch Disney movies and eat cookie dough ice cream. You're a sweet guy Bas."
"Thanks B. And currently my difficulty is not hating my father." Sebastian said with a small shrug as he finished eating and got up to put his container into the garbage. Blaine finished his as well and he tossed his container out before he went and sat back down on the bed against the headboard. Sebastian continued to slowly pace around the room and Blaine could tell he was struggling.
"What happened Bas?" Blaine asked gently.
"Just when I think I can do it. Just when I think I can let it go and move on from it. Just when I think I can stop hating him and we could work it out and get back to what we used to be. He goes and says something stupid and I remember why I hate him so much." Sebastian said conflicted and hurt.
"Bas tell me what happened. You seemed to be looking forward to going car shopping together. Did something happen?"
"The car is in my name. It's always been in my name I bought it with my own money from a trust fund that my grandparents gave me. I've had access to it since I was sixteen. Legally though, it has to be his signature on the paperwork for the car, because I'm not of legal age. I thought maybe we could work it out. We could move passed it and get back to getting along. I thought I could move on. He wanted me to spend the weekend and I told him I had work I needed to do. He was disappointed so I thought this is it I can be the bigger person and move passed it. I said maybe next Saturday that we could do a family dinner. It's been a while and he was happy when I suggested it. We were gonna cook ham, something we haven't done in a while. I thought I could do it."
"Come here, sit down and tell me what happened Bas." Blaine said gently.
Sebastian let out a shaky breath before he went over and sat down on the end of the bed facing Blaine.
"Everything was fine when we first got into the car. He asked what my plans were for after graduation and I told him I want to go to Columbia for the law degree program. He got really interested and asked me about other schools and I told him I wanted to be in New York where most of the guys were going. He mentioned that he could find me a summer intern job here or in New York I told him I would have to think about it because I was thinking of traveling one last summer before school started and I wouldn't have much time in between the school years anymore. That I would let him know, but I told him I would be interested in doing some volunteer work while I'm in school now. He said he knew about a free legal clinic that he could call and setup an interview for me. I thanked him and then he asked why I wanted to be a lawyer."
"What did you say?"
"That I have since I was little. He used to come home and tell me about the bad guys he put away that day. He was a hero to me. I told him he used to be my hero and he picked up on the past tense. He asked why he wasn't anymore."
"What did you tell him?"
"That I didn't believe in heroes anymore. That the world is just made up of bad people, people who ignore everything and the people that try to do good. He said that even before I left for Paris I used to believe in heroes in the world. That he was starting to regret sending me there. I kinda lost it after that."
"Because you not believing in heroes has him regretting his decision to send you." Blaine stated with understanding.
"Yup. I lost it. I told him that most parents would have regretted their decision when their son was calling them and begging them to come home for a week straight. That most would have regretted it when their son was doing drugs, drinking and being arrested. We got to the dealership and I ended the conversation and got out. Two hours later we had everything signed and done. I thought I could get out of there, but he wasn't done. He told me that it bothered him that I was doing those things. But he assumed I was rebelling against the divorce. He said that he knew I was being looked after because Mother called to let him know how well I was being taken care of. I told him that he abandoned me to that hell. That most children who deal with divorce don't turn to drugs and drinking to get through it. That that should have been his first clue something else was going on. I told him that I hated him and that I didn't want anything from him. Then I left and went to Scandals and got drunk. He's texted me and called me but I'm ignoring him."
"You can't ignore him forever though Bas. He's your Dad."
"He hasn't been that since I was fourteen. Come my eighteenth birthday I won't be his problem anymore. I hate him B I really do. And it's not completely fair to him, but I can't help it. I don't even know why I hate him, but some days just seeing his face is enough to piss me off."
"Maybe you are projecting to him. To begin with he's not completely innocent in this. I don't care what I think the problem is if my son is calling me every night crying and begging to come home, he would have been home that first night no questions asked. I wouldn't have let it continue on for a week and even then refuse to bring him home. Your dad should have brought you home right after that first night. He also knew you were acting out and doing drugs and he didn't come down there to talk to you or bring you home. He should have at least come down to see you and try to figure out what was wrong. He's not innocent in this so you have every right to be mad at him. As for the hating I think you are hating him because you can't take your hatred and anger out on the man that hurt you. Your dad is the only person in the situation you can take your anger out on so he's getting it all instead of just part of it. I know you don't want to talk about it, but telling your dad is the only way you are ever going to get passed the anger and hate towards him." Blaine explained calmly.
"I'm not telling him. He had plenty of chances to speak to me during those two years I was there and then afterwards. He's had his chances and he didn't take them. Besides he already spoke to mother and she told him how I was telling her lies about her new husband. For all I know he knew what I had told her about him and my Dad believed her over me. Once I graduate I am leaving this town and I don't have a reason to come back. I won't be his problem anymore." Sebastian said with hurt.
"Don't you want a relationship with him though? Isn't there a part of you that wants to tell him what happened to you?" Blaine asked with genuine interest.
"Sometimes I want to, but mostly I don't want to. I don't want to see the disgust and disappointment in his eyes. I don't want to keep reliving it. Why haven't you told your parents or Jeff about being buried?" Sebastian asked back.
"Because it would hurt them and they have closure from it. It would just bring it back up again. It's not something I want to do to them. Your dad has no idea what is going on with you or what happened to you. You said you want to move on then maybe you should tell him what happened so you can try to move on from it for real instead of ignoring it and letting it eat you up inside." Blaine said calmly back knowing that Sebastian didn't mean anything hurtful towards him by that question.
"Ya well I can't do that right now. I'll keep dealing with it in my own way just like I always have." Sebastian said with an edge to his voice as he got up off the bed.
"Doing drugs and drinking isn't the right way to handle it Bas. I know that's what you've done in the past, but you can't keep doing it you'll destroy yourself that way." Blaine said calmly.
"How I chose to deal with this is my decision and not yours. I don't need some lecture of you being judgemental with how I cope with shit that happens in my life." Sebastian said with anger that Blaine knew wasn't really directed towards him, but at the severe hurt in him from what happened to him.
"I'm not judging you Bas, I'm not doing that at all. I can't even begin to understand what you are going through and what you have gone through. I couldn't even imagine what you felt all of those times and still now. I'm not judging you, I'm worried about you." Blaine said gently.
"I don't need you to worry about me. I'm fucking fine." Sebastian said with anger in his voice.
"Bas" Blaine started, but Sebastian cut him off.
"I gotta go, I'll see you tomorrow." Sebastian said as he headed for the door.
Sebastian left the room and headed back to his room. He was pissed off and hurt and he didn't know how to deal with it anymore. He had been fine until his father brought it up Thursday night and now after telling Blaine it didn't help it just pushed it to the surface once again. It was like it was happening all over again and he didn't know how to deal with it. Sebastian was trembling and he knew he needed to get out of here and go somewhere. He grabbed his coat and headed out of the room and down to his car. He got into it and took off for the road. He didn't know what he was going to do, but he just had to do something. He couldn't handle feeling this way and he needed to be able to get his mind back on track and focusing so he could handle the world once again. He wasn't going to risk graduating and going to Columbia because he couldn't handle the past. He just needed a new way to cope. So Sebastian drove and he drove all around the town and on a side highway until he felt like he could breathe again.
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Blaine had been worried about Sebastian since he left. He felt bad for what he had said to him, but at the same time he didn't say anything wrong and he knew that Sebastian would understand why he said what he did. Blaine knew that Sebastian wasn't mad at him, but extremely hurt and mad at his father and his abuser. Telling Blaine what happened had brought up those painful memories all over again and Blaine knew it was going to take him some time before he was okay again. Blaine was hoping that Sebastian would open up to his father about what happened, but he knew that he couldn't push him on the matter. Sebastian had to want to do it for himself and it might take some time before he ever opens up to his father about it.
Blaine had fallen asleep around nine and had set his alarm once again to wake him up every two hours. It was one in the morning and Blaine was awake again to check his sugar once again. He had just finished checking it when there was a soft knock on his door. Blaine got up out of bed and looked out the small peephole to see Sebastian standing on the other side. He opened the door and gave Sebastian a small smile. Sebastian looked exhausted and had haunted eyes and Blaine knew he hadn't slept yet, but he was feeling terrible and very hurt.
"I'm sorry." Sebastian said softly with honesty in his voice.
"I know." Blaine spoke as he held his hand out to Sebastian.
Sebastian took Blaine's hand and walked into Blaine's room. Blaine closed the door before they went over to the bed. They both got into the bed and Blaine curled up against Sebastian's chest knowing that Sebastian needed some comfort tonight.
"Do you need to check your sugar?" Sebastian asked with worry.
"I just did it. I'm fine. Do you want to talk about what's bothering you?" Blaine asked gently.
"I'm trying not to do something stupid that I'll regret. I spent the last seven hours just driving around trying to calm down. Then the last hour in the shower trying to scrub his hands off of me. I feel like it's happening all over again. I thought I was passed this, but with my dad talking about Paris more and more and then telling you it's like I'm back there again." Sebastian said with pain in his voice.
"You aren't. You are here with me in bed. You're safe Bas. Just focus on me and my touch. It's a hard day for you, it's been a hard weekend. Tomorrow is another day and we can get through this together. You're not alone in this anymore. We'll do it together. You just need sleep it'll help."
Sebastian wrapped his arms around Blaine and held him close to his chest.
"Thank-you."
"For what?"
"For this. Just understanding."
"I'll always be there for you Bas. Any time."
"Same for you B."
"Come on we need sleep and you have an early practice tomorrow. Everything won't seem so bad in the morning."
"Goodnight B."
"Goodnight Bas."
They both closed their eyes and just focused on each other. Soon they were both asleep not knowing that they were being watched by men all across the country.
