Warnings: Language, Homophobic Slurs

Tonight was the night, Blaine decided. It was the night he was going to tell his parents about Kurt. They had been dating for six months and they still had no idea that Kurt even existed.

"I don't understand why you don't just tell your parents about us," Kurt said.

"It's not that simple," Blaine said.

"But I still don't understand."

"I will tell them. It's just going to take some time."

"We've been dating for six months, Blaine."

"I know Kurt. And I love you, I really do –"

"Then why won't you tell your parents about us?"

Blaine just couldn't tell Kurt the real reason that he wouldn't tell his parents. "I will, Kurt. I promise."

"When?" Kurt asked, knowing that he couldn't just rely on Blaine. He wanted to trust Blaine, but based on how things have gone in this specific situation, Kurt had to know when Blaine would do it.

"Tonight."

"Really?" Kurt was surprised. They had been arguing about this for six months and now all of the sudden, Blaine was going to tell his parents that night?

"Yeah."

Kurt had been telling Blaine for months that he should just tell his parents. But Kurt didn't understand Blaine was terrified because he wasn't sure how his parents would react. And if it was anything like when he came out, it wasn't going to be pretty. But after months of Kurt's persistence and encouragement, Blaine was going to do it.

Blaine and his parents were sitting around the dinner table. Blaine's parents talked about their days.

Blaine was nervous. There was no getting around that fact. Throughout the entire dinner, Blaine was trying to work up the courage to actually tell his parents.

Finally, Blaine took a deep breath. There was no going back now. It was now or never. "I have something to say," Blaine announced.

Blaine's parents stopped their conversation and looked at Blaine and waited for him to make his announcement. Blaine took a deep breath. "I have a boyfriend," Blaine said. And then all he could do was wait. Both parents were silent, and Blaine wasn't sure if that was good or bad.

Blaine sat frozen in place until his dad finally said, "Get out."

Blaine's eyes widened. "W-what?" he stuttered out.

"You heard me. Get out."

"Why?"

"Because I won't have a fucking fag in the house," Michael Anderson said, getting more annoyed and agitated by the second.

"You've known that I am gay for three years!"

"But you've never acted on it. I told you that this was a phase. You would get over it. And guess what, if you are going to choose to act on this, I don't want you in my house."

"But-"

"I don't want to hear it anymore, Blaine. Get out of my house. Now!" Michael was yelling at this point and Blaine really just wanted to get out of that house. He couldn't take it anymore.

Blaine stood up from the kitchen table, the chair scraping loudly across the floor. "Fuck you," Blaine said, looking at his parents before walking over to the front door.

But Blaine didn't make it very far before his father grabbed his arm and spun him around. "You will not talk that way to me."

"You just kicked me out. I really don't care anymore."

Michael Anderson raised a hand to hit Blaine, but thanks to Blaine's years of boxing training paid for my his father, Blaine was ready to defend himself and quickly broke free of Michael's grip and avoided his punches.

Blaine ran out of the house and quickly got in his car thankful that he had his car keys in his pocket. He backed out of the driveway and started driving. After a couple of miles, Blaine pulled over when realization of everything that happened tonight hit him. He had been kicked out of his house. He literally only had his car and the clothes that he was wearing. He was homeless and had absolutely no idea what to do. Blaine reached into his pocket to grab his phone to call Kurt, when he realized that it wasn't there. He had plugged it in to charge and was still sitting in his room.

Blaine leaned forward and rested his head on the steering wheel and cried. He had no plan. He was not prepared for this and he just had no idea what to do. After ten minutes of sobbing into the steering wheel, Blaine realized that he couldn't just sit there all night. He had to find a place to stay.

Blaine turned his car around and went to the only place he could think of. Blaine pulled in the driveway, knocked on the door, and waited.

Kurt answered the door, and Blaine wasn't sure if that was good or bad. "Blaine, what's wrong?" Kurt asked, knowing immediately that something wasn't right. Blaine wasn't holding himself with his normal confidence and it looked as if he had been crying earlier.

Blaine looked up at Kurt and said, "I told them."

"Oh god," Kurt said, pieces connecting in his head. Blaine hadn't really mentioned his parents before, but Kurt knew enough to know that Blaine and his father didn't have anywhere close to the relationship that Kurt had with his own father. Kurt quickly pulled Blaine into a tight hug.

The boys stood there for several minutes before pulling apart when Burt came by and asked, "What happened?"

"My parents kicked me out," Blaine said softly. Kurt had caught on to what happened earlier, but it was so different hearing it come out of Blaine's mouth was completely heart breaking. He just sounded so broken and lost.

"Well, you're more than welcome to stay here," Burt said.

"Really?"

"Absolutely. Come on in."

Kurt and Blaine went inside and quickly went to Kurt's room for a little privacy. Kurt immediately wrapped his arms around Blaine once they were settled on the bed. He just didn't want to let Blaine go. "I know you don't want to talk about it, but what happened?"

Blaine took a deep breath and said, "I told my parents about us and my dad kicked me out. I just can't believe that he actually kicked me out."

Kurt didn't know what to say. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have pushed you to tell your parents."

"It's not your fault," Blaine said immediately. How could Kurt think that this was his fault? "They would have found out eventually. It was only a matter of time."

"Yeah, but if I wouldn't have pushed this, you wouldn't have been kicked out."

"Kurt, please don't blame yourself. I don't blame you. It's my parents' fault, not yours."

"I –"

"Kurt, please."

"Ok," Kurt said as he pulled Blaine even tighter.

Author's Note:

So I've finished NaNoWrimo and two more weeks until finals are over. After that, I'm hoping to get on a more frequent posting schedule again. But anyway, here is the new chapter. Thank you for the reviews thus far. They make my day!