Kurt was sitting on the bathroom floor of the school. Tears were streaming down his face non stop. He looked teary eyed at his journal. He hasn't written in it in a while. He hasn't had to. He would usually talk to Blaine about his problems. He was convinced he didn't need it anymore, but he didn't have Blaine anymore. Hesitantly, Kurt picked up the journal and a pen.
Dear Journal,
It's hopeless. I thought Blaine really liked me. Well, at least I know I really liked him. It doesn't matter anymore though. He never liked me and he never will. He slept with the biggest French whore of them all, Santana Lopez. I sort of wish I never gave him up when I had him. Even if it was for a week and was a secret relationship. I just don't know what to do.
Kurt.
Kurt threw his journal at the wall frustratingly. He pulled his legs to his chest and rested his head on hos knees while he sobbed. Kurt heard the bathroom door open and looked up from his tear soaked jeans. Kurt relaxed a bit when he saw Finn's head peek into the bathroom.
"Kurt? Is that you?"
Finn sat across from Kurt on the floor. His eyes were showed worry and concern for his brother.
"Uh," he looked for an excuse to tell Finn why he was crying on the floor, "no."
"What's wrong?" Kurt seemed hesitant. "C'mon, we talk about everything, Kurt."
Kurt sighed. He couldn't lie his way out of this one.
"Blaine is gay. He-"
"No, he's not. He slept with Santana."
"I know, but he is gay. You see, he confessed to me that he was gay. We had a thing for about a week," Finn seemed confused. "We went to each other's houses and made out several times. Nothing more though. We ended it about a week later, but we were still really good friends. Afterwards, we sang that duet and at sectional he told me that he loved me and he would never hurt me. I thought it meant something, but I guess not."
Finn stared at his lap for a little while before looking back at Kurt. He was mad. He played with his brother's feelings just to be popular.
"I got to go, Kurt. It will be fine, I promise."
Finn got up and gave Kurt an awkward hug before walking out of the bathroom.
Finn was seriously mad. He stormed into the choir room and over to Blaine immediately.
"Why did you do that to Kurt?" Finn practically yelled.
Blaine looked around the room nervously. Every eye was on him.
"I- I didn't do anything, Finn."
"Don't lie to me. I know that-" Finn looked at everyone staring and leaned I'm to whisper the next part. "That you're gay."
"Finn, I didn't do anything."
"Kurt told me everything. He was crying in the bathroom."
Blaine looked broken and upset.
"I didn't mean to hurt him, I swear."
"Well, it's too late now."
Finn snapped and was about to walk out the choir room when Mr. Schuster stopped him.
"Finn, we have practice today!"
"Sorry, Mr. Schue but I am not sitting in the same room as him."
Finn stormed out of the room. Blaine frowned and sat down in his seat. Everyone was still looking at him like he was some kind of alien.
"Blaine, what's going on?" Mercedes asked.
"I-" Blaine stopped him self before making a stupid mistake. "It's nothing."
Blaine was at home sitting in his bedroom. His and Kurt's favorite show was on and this was the first time they hadn't talked to each other while it was on. Blaine stared longingly at his phone. Courage, Blaine, He thought and picked up the phone and dialed Kurt's number.
"Hello?"
"Hi, Kurt."
"What do you want, Blaine?"
Kurt sounded broken but irritated.
"I wanted to say sorry."
"For what?"
"Um, Kurt, it meant nothing. I needed to blow the rumor out of the water."
"But you led me on, Blaine."
"I didn't sleep with her, though."
"What so you two just made out? It still means something."
"Kurt, I'm an oblivious fool. I didn't realize what I said and what it meant."
"You can't tell me you're that stupid."
Blaine stared at the TV and didn't respond for a moment.
"Wait, you're mad at me for this? Kurt, we not together. You can't tell me what and what not to do with other people. So what if we made out? It isn't you're business."
"It became my business when you decided to use me as some sort of sex slave! You knew, I didn't want a relationship where all we did was fucking make out, Blaine!"
Blaine could here sobbing in the background and figured it was Kurt. He felt like he had been stabbed and felt extremely guilty.
"I'm sorry, Kurt. I don't want to fight."
"I' m sorry, too but I just can't trust you right now."
With that, Kurt hung up. Blaine sat in his quiet room, he muted the TV. He grabbed a pillow and screamed into it.
The next day, Kurt was actually showed up in Glee Club unlike the day before; he left school early. He had practiced a certain song all night. It was perfect to what was going on with Blaine and him.
Will let Kurt to the front of the room and Kurt made it obvious the song was for Blaine.
"You're finger tips across my skin,
The Palm trees saying in the wind.
Images.
You sang me Spanish lullabies,
the sweetest sadness in your eyes.
Clever tricks."
Kurt was staring directly at Blaine. He was thankful the tears had stopped the night before because Kurt would have been sobbing. Just looking at Blaine gave Kurt an upset stomach. It shouldn't considering they were best friends just a week ago but it did. Like he said on the phone, he couldn't trust Blaine anymore.
"Well, I never want to see you unhappy.
I thought you'd want the same for me.
Goodbye, my almost lover.
Goodbye, my hopeless dream.
I'm trying not to think about you,
Can't you just let me be?"
Kurt didn't want Blaine to be alone, that was for sure. He wanted Blaine to be happy and be with someone he loves. Kurt just wants him to know how much he hurt him. Kurt was moving on, he had to. Blaine didn't want him and he won't want him. Kurt needed someone who loved him.
"So long, my luckless romance.
My back is turned on.
Should've known you'd bring me heart ache.
Almost lovers always do."
That part of the song meant the most to Kurt. Kurt knew he couldn't trust Blaine. Not after the first time. He should've known he would hurt Kurt again. He didn't want to trust him but he did. This time, he wasn't left without friends but a broken heart.
"I cannot go to the ocean.
I cannot drive the streets at night.
I cannot wake up in the morning
Without you on my mind.
So, you're gone and I'm haunted
And I bet you are just fine."
Kurt looked straight at Blaine for the next few lines. His voice mixed perfectly with the sweet melody of the piano. His high pitched voice made the song work.
"Did I make it that easy
To walk right in and out of my life?
Goodbye, my almost lover.
Goodbye, my hopeless dream.
I'm trying not to think about you.
Can't you just let me be?
Should've known you'd bring me heartache.
Almost lovers always do."
Kurt finished the song with eyes on Blaine. The rest of the New Directions eyes were tracing back and forth between the two boys in confusion. They never fought and they knew how close they were. They couldn't imagine what had broken them apart.
Kurt shrugged at Blaine with sad eyes and a shy smile. He left the room without another word.
The song that Kurt sang was Almost Lover by A Fine Frenzy. I absolutely love that song and I thought it might be a good idea because Kurt needs to move on and get past Blaine. Now, I'm not gonna spoil it but Kurt is moving on for now.
So, I still need a LOT of character plots for DOO (Dreams of Our Own) so please submit them. I really need them or else I have to make all of them up. That's, like, 12 characters and if I do that I'll get lazy. If I get lazy some character's plots are going to be so stupid it's not even funny. Or worse, I'll get bored and refuse to write any chapters at all. I realize that's sort of mean but I'm a lazy person. You're lucky you get two chapters of FH (Falling Hard) in a week.
Please review and PM me about the character plots because I don't want to be the bad person ^_^
- Jackta
