Betae'd by LuigiMc1997
I can't believe it! There are 100 reviews for this story... Thank you guys. You're awesome too… so for helping me achieve this goal, this chapter is dedicated to my avid reviewers…
New goal: 200 reviews
Help me guys for the fave and follows goal; 100 favs, 300 follows
Writer's block because of that freaking PCA… CRISSCOLFER should have won the best chemistry award!
Delena overpowers Klaine… don't worry Klainers we still have next year to catch up…. But CHRIS COLFER fucking won… Its his 2nd consecutive award for Favorite Comedic Actor and damn his speeches are always funny. "…Thank you for giving me abs when you draw me naked," That was awesome!
Ring ring
"This is Blaine Anderson; I'm not with my phone right now, so leave a message after the beep."
Beep
"Seriously, Blainers… That's still your voice mail? You should change it… you sound like a wannabe grandpa."
*chuckle*
"Anyway, I just wanted to remind you that you have work to do, Mr. Anderson. I certainly know you and my bro-in-law is still being hot and heavy right now, but B, you've got to get your ass out of his dick… or is it the other way around? Well, he's the one, who got pregnant, so…I shouldn't need to say anymore."
*titter*
"Just get in here immediately. You have work to do, that's also important."
Beep
"Seriously B… you have to get your ass to work. I need that report now."
Beep
"This isn't funny, Blaine. You've been absent at work for days… Are you okay? Please answer your phone."
Beep
"Blaine I'm getting worried here, just please answer your damn phone…"
Beep
"B, what the fuck is happening?! You won't answer your phone, Kurt won't answer his. Is something wrong guys…? Fuck it! I'll just come there… "
Beep
"Blaine, I'm in your lobby right now and if I catch you and Kurt lying naked anywhere, then you're a dead meat for leaving work to get it on, Anderson!"
Beep
"Blaine, open the goddamn door!"
*bang bang*
"Open it Blaine! Kurt! Stop humping your husband! For at least 5 minutes so we can talk!"
*bang bang*
"Open the do—what the hell happened to you?"
Beep
"Ku—"Blaine's face suddenly fell when he saw Cooper outside the door and not the person he wanted to see. "Oh… It's just you."
"You look like hell," Cooper accused his brother. He had never seen Blaine so… un-dapper in all his life. His chin is covered with a light scruff, his curly hair is long enough to cover his thick eyebrows and he is only wearing sweatpants that hung lowly on his hips. However, it wasn't Blaine's appearance that made him realize that something was wrong with his brother—for all he knew, it could've been some kind of kinky sex fetish—but it was the helplessness that was reflecting Blaine's eyes.
"I feel like hell," Blaine quipped, tiredness evident in his voice. "What are you doing here, Coop?" He asked his older brother, turning his back to him as Blaine walked inside the apartment, sitting and curling his body on the couch.
The apartment was a pig-sty, to say the least, that's how Cooper would describe it when he entered the loft. Dirty clothes thrown on the floor, empty boxes of takeout and beer bottles covered the coffee table. He knew his brother wasn't that keen on cleanliness, but not to this extent.
"Did a hurricane pass through here?" he sarcastically asked, throwing a box of Chinese takeout from the other side of the couch and tried seating comfortably. Tried was the key word, it wasn't just the sight of the apartment that was bothering him, but also his brother's low demeanor.
"Yeah… and I called it Hurricane Hummel," Blaine snapped bitterly; hugging tightly the throw pillow in his arms.
"Kurt?" Cooper snapped his eyes when he heard his brother-in-law's name. "Where is Kurt? I know that he wouldn't let the apartment become this dirty even if he was ill."
He heard his brother let a whimper but was immediately distracted by the object Blaine was pointing to; a set of keys and a blue paper under it.
Cooper stood up and grabbed it from the light stand beside the LED television. The key set was undeniably Kurt's—the cubic key chain tag with 'Kurt Hummel-Anderson' written on it was a dead giveaway—he then turned the paper around and read its contents.
'Think about what you said, we both need some time off. And I need my dad.' was written in scribbled handwriting.
"He's in Lima?" the elder asked as he whipped his body back to his brother. "What did you say Blaine?" His tone is full of accusations.
"I… I…" Blaine's eyes frantically looked anywhere but Cooper's judgmental eyes. He tried escaping his emotions but he was too weak and tired, so he let all his guilt passed through his tears. "I didn't mean to… I swear Coop. I regretted it after I said it… I was drunk and… and stupid…and… and… I'm sorry, Coop!" He wailed to his brother, and then suddenly a pair of arms was encircling his head and body like a warm safety blanket.
"Shh… baby bro… there, there… shh…" he didn't make Blaine stop his cries because he knew his brother needed it. He could feel that this was Blaine's first cry after the fight because his eyes weren't puffy or red from crying; the glow that he had seen last Christmas and New Year just wasn't there anymore. "Let it all out, Blainey… shh…let it out."
"Coop… I hurt him… I'm the worst husband… I'm the worst fa- father…" He said between hiccups, his head is still resting on Cooper's chest and his arms are still gripping the pillow he had been hugging. "I wish…wish I could take it all back, he won't forgive me… This time he really won't…He won't Coop… he won't, I've hurt him too much…" He said the last words looking up to his brother's eyes, regret piercing through it.
"He will… shh.. Blaine… He will…" Cooper still didn't know what the fight is all about but he thinks a little encouragement will help Blaine. "He's a good person, B. He'll forgive you…I just know it... shh.," He said while he continued to rub his brother's arms, resting his chin on top Blaine's head.
"He won't… because I haven't even forgiven myself just for thinking those thoughts…" the younger cried more loudly; he didn't even care that Cooper's right arm is damp from his saliva and tears, he just continued on with his rambling. "I was drunk Coop… and I didn't mean to… it's just…he… Sebastian was back… and I… I was confused and hurt…"
"Sebastian?" Cooper asked incredulously. "Him again, Blaine? I thought you and Kurt were finally on track with your relationship, but now that Sebastian is back; all your progress had crumpled down into pieces? I really thought you got your shit together and finally be together…"
'I really hate that fucking guy' Cooper thought menacingly. He never did like Sebastian even though he didn't know him that well; their conversations were always brief, Sebastian just had this inkling side that makes Cooper feel extremely uncomfortable.
"No no no… It's… I… I just took it too far this time… He forgave me about… about the divorce, but not this time… Certainly not this time Coop."
Blaine immediately missed the comforting arms around him when Cooper stopped his actions and gripped his shoulders hardly, parting their bodies and the elder looked intently at him. "What did you do, Blaine? Did… Did you get a divorce?"
"It's worse than that," He whispered, and curled his body to the couch's arm rest. "The nig—night before I we—went back to New Yo—York," His sobs were frustrating, he motioned for Cooper to wait for a couple of minutes and then he walked to the kitchen and got a drink of water. He gripped the corner of the kitchen counter and tried composing himself. 'Man up, Anderson!' He repeated in his head on a continuous loop.
Once he thought he could talk to Cooper properly, he headed back to the living room and back to his position on the couch, eyes never leaving the coffee table and started explaining his shameful actions. "That night Sam came barging into my room, warning me about Kurt. He was even comparing him to an animal… la—lice or something… I forgot, but anyway… Sam was angry at me because I didn't tell him what had happened and gave me another out for my problems…" He sighed heavily. "…he gave me divorce papers."
"Oh Blaine… please tell me you didn't… you didn't right?" Copper helplessly pleaded, starting to feel sorry for Kurt.
"I did."
"That was a dick move, Blaine. You're such an ass,"
"I know, and I even told him that he will receive $1 000 000 when we get divorce, but you know what he did, Coop? He crossed that out and signed the papers… "Blaine confessed and fiddled with the thread hanging loose from the pillow.
"Then why? Why would Kurt sign the papers if it weren't for the money?" Cooper asked curiously.
"I used his past to hit his weaknesses. I told him how unfit of a father he is … that he can't provide the baby's needs and… and that he can't love the baby… I… I asked him… no… part of the agreement was that he could never see the baby again after giving birth… I told him that… I told him to disappear from our lives."
"Blaine… How could you?" Cooper couldn't seem to summon the right words to scold his brother.
"I… I should have stop then, I should have realize how I'm hurting him… I was so stupid and… ughh… I really am an asshole," Blaine admitted and gripped his curly hair menacingly.
"How can you say such things, Blaine? That… that was…" Cooper didn't finish his sentence when there was an abrupt succeeding knocks that disturbed their conversation.
"Kurt?!" Blaine immediately lit up. Cooper just witnessed how pathetic Blaine is, thinking how many delivery boys he must have mistook for Kurt.
"Stay down, Blaine. That's not Kurt…" He said angrily and stood up from his seat, opened the door and gave the visitor a warm welcome.
"Coop, is ever—"His question was interrupted by a strong fist colliding with his trouthy mouth "Argghh! Dah vak!" He shouted in pain; cradling his swollen cheeks. "What the hell was that for?!" He asked with weird pronunciation, but Cooper did understand though and harshly shove him repeatedly. "Did you ask me to come here, so you could beat me up?"
"Are you fucking stupid? Who in the right mind would advise his best friend to get divorce? You don't even know Kurt! Why would you even do that? Stupid motherfucker!" He shoved him harshly before grabbing his collar and dragging him to the living room. "Do you see that? It's Blaine and he looks like a hobo! That's your best friend! Do you love it? huh? Do you love seeing how heartbroken he is?"
Sam was still confused about the situation but he answered Cooper truthfully. "No, of course not! I don't like seeing him like that!" He frantically shook his head
"Then pray tell why you made him sign the divorce papers!" Cooper then shoved Sam harshly that made Sam trip to his own feet and falls on the floor.
"Stop! Stop! Stop!" Blaine stood up and shouted at them. "it wasn't Sam's fault…" He started.
"I mean yeah he gave me the idea, but I have the choice to not agree with him… but I chose to proceed with the divorce," he flopped back down to his couch. "…because I thought…. I thought I was protecting myself… I was angry at that time and I was confused. I just found out that I became a dad and then… then ma is forcing me to marry him… I think it was the pressure that finally snapped me from it and agreed with Sam. I just… just wanted to make my own decision, not be forced into… I wanted to feel that I'm still in control with my life…. so it wasn't really Sam's fault because it was me who really made Kurt's life hell.
"It was all mine," Blaine continued as he watched his brother and best friend sat on the couch near him. "And even if he forgave me for that, I'd still keep on hurting him."
For a minute, there was only silence inside the apartment but it was eventually broken by Cooper's sobs.
"Cooper, are you crying?" He addressed the man while caressing his assaulted face.
"Shut up Evans! I still blame you for all of this," He pointed at him with passion. "And I won't deny that I'm crying…. Of course I'm crying… I just can't help imagine how Kurt is feeling whenever he is reminded that he wouldn't be able to see his child!" He turned to his brother and shouted. "That was a dick move of you, Blaine. Whatever issues you have, don't involve other people to make yourself feel good!"
"I know… I know… but I told you that he forgave me… I told him that he can see the baby anytime he wanted to," When he saw Sam's and Cooper's curious looks, he quickly added, "Long story. I'll tell you next time."
"He can see the baby but you're still getting divorce?" Cooper clarified.
"… yeah" Blaine hesitated.
"But you don't want that do you?" Sam intervened, surprised.
"Does it matter? He won't forgive me after what I did," He said tiredly.
"What did you do, Blaine?" Cooper dreaded for Blaine's answer, because seriously what is worse than having forcefully signed your divorce papers.
"I… I… "Blaine couldn't even tell them, he didn't want to repeat those words, it's was too heartbreaking.
"Blaine…" Cooper threatened. "What did you do?"
Blaine tightly shut his eyes and whispered "I told him… that… I should have gotten rid of the baby…"
There was no outburst, no physical violence, just a deafening silence. Blaine slowly opened his eyes and saw the surprised and speechless face that his visitors had morphed into.
"I can't believe you said that,"
"Kurt should have kicked your ass," Sam and Cooper said simultaneously.
"I can't believe it either," Blaine remorse. "He did slap me though."
"Well, it wasn't enough after what you put him through! First the divorce and then this!" Cooper said angrily. "When are you going to wake up and fix your life, Blaine?"
"Oh… How I wish that this was just part of my nightmare… trust me Coop, I've been awake for a long time," He muttered dejectedly.
"Man… that was… way too much… I mean I know I'm at fault for putting the divorce on your head but aborting the baby, Blaine? I… I can't even think of it…"
"I know… I know…" Blaine began crying like a toddler who got lost in a mall, but this time there were no arms comforting him. "I really didn't mean to… I'm sorry… I'm sorry… I want my baby; I don't want to lose my baby! Cooper please… Please help me… help me…" he pleaded weakly.
Cooper heavily sighed. He was furious at his brother for making stupid decisions and having stupid friends, but he was also sympathetic to his situation. He can see that Blaine was also suffering from his own mistakes and he was just thankful that he didn't have that kind of drama in his own life.
Cooper faced his brother and looked at him directly in his eyes. "I just want you to know first how disappointed I am to you… No, let me finish first… I'm disappointed and angry at you, Blaine. But I'm still going to help and support you. I think it's written on my job description as your brother," He gave Blaine a small smile to lessen his worries.
"But B, I don't really know how to get your baby back because it's Kurt decision if he wanted to forgive you or not…. But…" He added hastily when he saw Blaine started panicking. "… but I'm confident that Kurt is going to forgive you… I haven't known that guy that long, heck I don't even know him that well, but I know that he has a heart of gold… It might take some time but he's going to forgive you,"
Blaine held on that tiny bit hope as he quickly reached for his phone on the coffee table.
"What are you doing?" Blaine heard his brother asked.
"I'm going to call Kurt," he said in a matter of fact. He needed to do it immediately and amend things with him.
There's new found hope now.
"Wait! I'm not done yet, Blaine. Get back in your seat… You really have to change that attitude of yours, acting before thinking, that's what got you in the first place," he scolded his younger brother.
"I'm not blind, B. I know Kurt has feelings for you… Are you even aware of that?" Cooper continued his lecture.
Cooper raised his eyebrow when Blaine shook his head. "Really you're not?"
"I… I… we're going to talk about it," Blaine stammered. "We don't really kiss or anything because you know… but then there was an incident on his birthday and we made up… we decided to be friends after that, but when we kissed on New year's eve, it's like we destroyed the dam that was hindering our feelings… we made love that night," He remembered, a light red tint covered his cheeks. "But we fought after that, with Sebastian and all… I denied about our amazing night, and I… Coop, I… I almost raped him," he finished and bowed his head shamefully.
"But you didn't" Cooper added. "At least you stop, we can start from that," 'Things just get heavier and heavier, I really hope this is your last mistake Blaine.' He decided to scold his brother with his own thoughts and help him get that fraction of hope back.
"Look, Kurt has feelings for you. And you can't deny that you have feelings for him, I know you Blaine Devon Anderson. So what has been blocking you from admitting that you love him?" Cooper asked frustrated.
"Sebastian," Sam was the one who answered Cooper's question.
"Shit! I forgot about him," Cooper cursed. He sighed heavily as he thought of another way of addressing Blaine's feelings for the both men. "… As much as I hate to say this, you also hurt Sebastian, probably the worst. You cheated on your boyfriend with your husband," Cooper's explanation was interrupted by a loud chuckle beside him.
"I'm sorry," Sam said when he felt eyes on him. "I'm not laughing at you, Coop. It's the situation that is funny.., isn't it the other way around, the husband should be the one being cheated to and not the boyfriend," he finished lamely when he saw the disapproving looks from his bosses.
"Not helping, Sam," Blaine chided.
"Sorry.. sorry…" Sam apologized and motioned for Cooper to continue.
"As I was saying…" Cooper stared daggers at Sam. "You have to fix your feelings, Blaine. You can't love one man while stringing up the other. You have to choose between them… who you wanted to spend your entire life with… and no you can't ask mine or Sam's opinion on this matter because we are bias to our own preference. You're the only one who can decide who you are most happy with, Blaine,"
"But… but the baby?" Blaine protested.
"Either way you'll keep the baby. If you choose Sebastian, then he'll understand that you also have an obligation as a father, but you have to make it clear to Kurt how you feel and not keep him hanging. And if you stay with Kurt, you have to tell Sebastian that your relationship with him is over," Cooper managed to say in one breath.
"So don't think about the baby for a moment. Just you..," He moved his hands to Blaine's eyes, touching it lightly as the eyelids shut close. "Think about the person who made you laugh… who made you feel love… who you can't imagine spending an entire lifetime without…" He whispered the last sentence and waited for Blaine's epiphany to arrive.
There was a long silent moment that even Sam kept his mouth shut; both men patiently waited for Blaine to think of his next move, and then suddenly he jumped from the couch and hurriedly ran to his bedroom, mumbling how horrible he looked like.
But before he could shut the bathroom door behind him, Blaine shouted. "Sam, book me the next flight to Ohio," He gave his brother a winning smile and added. "I'm going to get the love of my life back,"
"I'm so going to get the 'Best Brother of the year Award," Cooper chuckled and rested his head on the back of the couch.
"You totally are," Sam chided, and then Cooper smacked the back of his head.
"Shut up Evans! You're still in my hit list!" He yelled at the blonde guy and returned to his position.
Burt Hummel knows a lot of things, especially when it concerns his youngest son. He was startled by the sudden appearance of his disheveled son on their front porch one night. He immediately took him in his arms and let him cry himself to sleep. He didn't say anything, Kurt just cried in his arms, but Burt knew that the Anderson kid has something to do with it. 'Who else could hurt his son that way or this badly?'
It had been a few days since that night and Burt really tried talking to his son what had happened to him, but Kurt just refused every time.
At first, Kurt didn't talk much; he just locked himself on his bedroom, or most of the time in their basement; which is a proof that Kurt is troubled. Burt's next big clue is whenever Kurt started talking to other people, his smile never reached his ears and his eyes don't shine as bright as they were before. He really wanted to march to New York and demand answers for his son's sake, but his wife had commented that he should just give their son more time. 'Speaking of time.'
"So how far along are you again?" He questioned his pregnant son who sat opposite him at the dining table.
"19 weeks… Dr. Wilde said that I would give birth some time on the last week of May," He answered while stuffing his mouth with the delicious home cooked meal from his mother. "… It will be by caesarian, so I can choose the date of his birth… Blaine and I decided that we should schedule it May 27th…" His shifted in his seat uncomfortably when he remembered the doctor visits with Blaine.
After the first appointment, Blaine had made sure that he is always there every checkup, it was endearing how they become close so fast in just a matter of days and felt like a real family, but then he remembered Blaine's last words to him, and couldn't help the hurt that was piercing through his heart right then.
Kurt suddenly bolted up from the dinner table, startling the other occupants of it. He hastily excused himself and wobbly ran to his bedroom. He carefully lay down to his bed, curled on his side, clutched the pocket watch in his hand and continued drowning himself again with his own tears.
Back on the Hudmel's dinner table, Burt was the first to react and was about to get up from his seat and talk to his son, but his daughter-in-law motioned him to relax and sit back down.
"I got this, dad," Rachel assured his father-in-law. "Let me talk to my best friend. I feel like we haven't talked for years," She kissed his husband and their newly born on the forehead, and then proceeded to Kurt's room; bracing herself to the most hormonal conversation she ever had, well if we're not counting hers, that was,of course.
*Knock knock*
No answer. Rachel sighed and slowly opened Kurt's room. She saw her best friend curled on to his bed and followed suit. She rested her head on Kurt's pillow and hugged him from behind, wrapping her right arms to the swell of his stomach.
Rachel hummed while she waited for her best friend's sobs to subside.
"Did you know that I thought of leaving your brother like ten times?" She started their conversation but never changed their position. "… and it's not like the Diva me leaving, but really, really leaving,"
"… Seriously?" Rachel was grateful for the fact that she made Kurt respond to her.
"Yup…we had many fights and then we have the fight," She emphasized the two words with different pitch. "We argued and shout at each other; called each other names we knew that could make the other insecure… we say things that we didn't mean to when we are angry. We wouldn't talk for days… weeks even when we had a serious fight… I'd run to my friends and they'll give me advice on my marital problems… and at one point they'd even told me to just leave him… but… but every time I thought of leaving him, I would also realize that I can't function without him…" She whispered. "…He was my person and always will be."
"I'm not telling you to forget what he said, Kurt. And suck up what Blaine told you and forgive him without any protest. I'm telling you to talk to another human being, Kurt… and not the broken dresser in your basement," She reprimanded her best friend.
"I know the dresser is your reminder of your mother, but I think your mom would be happier if you talked to other people about your problems, so that you could hear real advice… I know I'm not in this position to say this because I've also been distant… with Finn and the kids…"
"No Rachel, it's not your fault…" Kurt protested and turned around to face his sister-in-law. "I understand that you've been busy. I'm not mad at you…"
"Thank you, but it shouldn't have been my reason to lose connection with you. I'm your best friend; I should have been there for you, just like what you did to me when we were in high school," Rachel continued her explanation while caressing Kurt's pale cheek.
"Okay, we're going off track here…" She let out a small chuckle and then her face turned serious again. "Kurt, you should talk to me or to Burt about what happened to you and Blaine, we are really worried about you… and please don't tell me that you don't want to burden us with your problems… We are a family Kurt, that's what we do, we want to become your rock. We want to be there for you when you needed us…" She sobbed when she saw Kurt's own tears falling from his eyes.
"Look, I don't want to push you to tell me everything, but we'll wait for you… We're right here and ready to listen to you when you are ready… but Kurt let me put this on your thick head okay?" She continued when she received a small nod from him. "Make up Sex is the best," She said dramatically and they both burst into hysterics of laughter, clutching to each other's arms.
They'd been laughing for a while before Rachel turned serious again. "But seriously Kurt, you have to talk to someone, if it's not with us, then to Blaine, talk to him and let him know what you feel. Communicate with each other, but please Kurt don't close yourself off from us again," Rachel pleaded.
"I won't… I promise…" He answered truthfully.
"Promise?" She probed and held her pinky out towards him.
"Promise," He assured him, as he linked his finger with hers and grinned widely.
Their moment was interrupted by a deep voice outside their room. "Are you seducing my wife, bro?" Finn accused playfully and came over to the bed; hovering over the two occupants with his height.
"You have to fight for me, Finny. I'm just that awesome… I can turn any gay men to play for my team," Rachel quipped back and quickly pecked Kurt's lips.
"Eeew… Rachel, that's my brother…" He said with fake disgust.
"And he's my best friend," She defended.
"And I'm going," Kurt interceded, and started getting up from the bed.
"Oh yeah! Someone's down there for you, Kurt!" Finn shouted, forgetting his own agenda for going to Kurt's room.
"Thanks Finn," Kurt rolled his eyes at his brother's short memory span and let himself out of his own bedroom nervously; he was not anticipating any visitor, well… except for his husband. He deliberately left the note that he is in Lima because he wanted Blaine to get him back; still hoping that Blaine would choose him over Sebastian and that what he said about their baby was just because of the heat of the moment.
He giddily walked down the stairs and made a loud yelp when he saw his visitor.
They were in an uphill park near his house. He can see Finn's figure in the swing area, playing with his own son, but he knew Finn wasn't there to take Fiyero on a walk, but to keep an eye on him. He knew his brother is just being protective and all, so he let it pass and turned back to his unexpected guest.
Sebastian.
"I… I'm sorry," Kurt started the most awkward conversation he thought he would ever have in his entire life.
"Save it," Sebastian spat back. "I've heard that a million times but it doesn't hurt any less. What you and Blaine did can't be fixed with mere apologies. You hurt me… you destroyed my life, Kurt."
"I… I'm really sorry," He said; since, he couldn't look at Sebastian anymore, he bowed his head down and let Sebastian belittled him. 'I deserved that much after what we did to him.'
"One million and one, and it still hurts, Kurt," Sebastian said sarcastically. "I really wanted to stay and tell you how horrible of a person you are… how your stupidity destroyed my relationship with Blaine… but I can't stand sharing the same air space with you."
He got a brown envelope from his suitcase and handed it to Kurt. "Blaine told me to give you this."
Kurt head snapped back when he heard his husband name, but he frowned immediately when he saw the brown envelope in Sebastian's hand; and it was meant to be from Blaine. The last time Blaine hand him a brown envelope, it was a divorce contract, so he dreaded what could be the contents of this envelope.
"What's this?" He asked and hesitantly took the brown envelope from the taller man's hand.
"Open it," Sebastian ordered. "Blaine can't do it himself, so he asked me to give it to you."
Kurt slowly unfolded the envelope and carefully removed the contents of it, but once he read the heading of the paper, he dropped it instantly like his hand was burned.
"No no no no no" Kurt repeatedly denied.
"Yes it's true. Blaine wanted to abort the baby," Sebastian lied and picked the envelope with the abortion papers up and shoved it to Kurt.
In the back of his head, Sebastian knew that this is wrong and uncalled for, but if the baby was the only thing that is hindering him to be with Blaine, then he'd do everything to get his love back. 'All is fair in love and war.'
"He doesn't want the baby… He wanted you out of his life…" He said persistently; ignoring the guilt, creeping throughout his mind. "He chose me."
"No no no no no… I won't abort the baby… Pickles is mine…" He said pleadingly, trying to get Blaine's last words out of his mind.
'I should have gotten rid of the baby when I had the chance'
'I should have gotten rid of the baby when I had the chance'
'I should have gotten rid of the baby when I had the chance'
'I should have gotten rid of the baby…'
'I should have gotten rid of the baby…'
'I should have gotten rid of the baby…'
'rid of the baby…'
'rid of the baby…'
"No no no… I won't let him! I won't let him! This is my baby!" Kurt shouted, throwing the papers at Sebastian's face and ran as fast as he could from Sebastian; protecting his baby from the evil who wanted to take Pickles away from him. "I won't let him! I won't let him! It's mine!" He shouted over and over again as he ran away.
Because of the extra weight he was carrying, he wasn't that fast from running away and eventually Sebastian had caught up to him.
They were going down the stoned stairs of the uphill park when Sebastian had caught him and fiercely grabbed his shoulders. Kurt swatted the offending hand and ran down the stairs faster. "Get away from us!" he shouted back and maybe because of his panic or from the tears that clouded his eyesight, he didn't notice the small crack in the stairs.
He tripped.
He rolled down the stairs.
It was a few more steps; a regular person would have survived of course. But to a pregnant man… his fall was fatal, not just to his own life, but also to his child.
There was pain all over his body, but he didn't panic because of it, but because of the blood that is gushing from his white pants.
Blood… Blood…Too much blood.
"Kurt! Kurt! Help please! Help! Anyone help us please!" Finn shouted distantly.
He felt that his body is being moved, but his focus was only on the red stain on his pants.
"Kurt! Kurt! Hang on! Please! Please! The ambulance is on its way!" He heard his brother's frantic voice nearby. "Damn it Kurt! Look at me!"
Kurt obeyed and gripped Finn's hand as he uttered his last words before passing out. "Save Pickles… please…"
And then, there's only black.
Now you have the right to hate Sebastian…
That's why I made blaine said those words last chapter, Kurt's belief should have more sold ground…
I had fun writing this story, okay that came out wrong… I mean I had fun because I used the reviewers' reaction to portray Blaine's, sam's & Cooper's feeling…
Title Reference: "Papers" refers to the divorce contract and the abortion papers.
Scene reference:
"love of my life" it was what Blaine always called Kurt. (Dance with Somebody; Graduation)
May 27 was Kurt Hummel's real birthday (glee wikia for reference)
Blaine Devon Anderson is Blaine's full name as stated in the episode Feud
Rachel's "he was my person" was her best line in the Quarterback episode
The dialogue among Sam, Blaine and Cooper are from the last chapter's review
1danajs(get shit & life on track)
("what did you do?" & kurt should have kick..)
Hamilton(love brokenhearts)
KlainersTeenageDream101 (I can't believe… & work this out)
ItsmeAgain(Crying everytime…)
Coldkagome (finally be together)
07DaniDC(speechless… regret it immediately…)
Cecile78(say such things… removing baby)
Dearheart(Asshole Blaine… Wake up and fix life)
Story Outline:
-Cooper, Sam & Blaine conversation
-Burt & Kurt Bonding Time
-Sebastian giving Kurt abortion papers
-Kurt in accident
Scenes:
-Blaine imagines his kid will look like Kurt
-Cooper and Sam points out changes in Blaine
Writing Tip: Always have a pen and paper beside you, so when you come up with a scene, you can scribble it down and write it formally later. That's why I always bring my "glee book" with me everywhere. And yes, I name it glee book. Wherever I go, I always have it in my bag, so when an idea for the story or even for the trailers I make comes up, I'll write it down before I forget it.
Okay you caught me, I'm just putting random stuff here to increase my word count.. haha..
I MIGHT update late next week because my prelims are coming and I need to study so I'm sorry guys if you have to wait longer for the next chapter.
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