A/N: Super long chapter and very intense chapter! Definitely wouldn't have happened without Zinnia, so thank you so so so much :)

Chapter 11

They sat down at the diner and Blaine knew that Kurt sensed something was up. He wasn't exactly sure how to bring this up though. Maybe he'd wait a while before he brought it up. He might even wait until tomorrow to bring it up, he didn't necessarily need to know about it today.

"Blaine, I'm not sure if this is even any of my business, and I've been debating on whether or not to bring it up at all. Like I said, I really don't want to overstep here, and it's ok if you don't want to say anything now, but are you ok? I didn't mean to hear anything this morning, I was just looking around trying to see where you went and I heard you outside and you weren't exactly whispering…." Kurt rambled nervously.

It looked like Blaine wasn't getting away with telling him tomorrow. Kurt knew him too well to not realize things were not good.

Blaine took a deep breath, trying not to get angry again just thinking about it.

"It was my brother Cooper. He called to tell me that our father is getting recognized for some bullshit award he doesn't deserve and I have to be there for the acceptance party thing or whatever. I don't really know what it is, but knowing my dad it's some flashy event at our house with all of these fancy business snobs and the only reason I'm there is to be a prop. A lie. I have to go and pretend to be the perfect son." Blaine tried really hard not to lose it. He's usually much more level headed than this, but when it comes to his family, he's another person.

Blaine focused on Kurt. Kurt's eyes were sympathetic, and Blaine could feel that Kurt was relieved…knowing Kurt, he assumed much worse.

"Oh Blaine, I'm so sorry. That's awful. I can't even imagine. What can I do to help? When are you going? I can go with you, if you need me, my assistant can man the shop, it's no big deal."

Kurt had no idea how much he needed him there with him, but he couldn't do that to Kurt. That would make things a thousand times worse than if Blaine just showed up, gave his Oscar wining performance and left. But Blaine wasn't sure he could put up with his family's bashing without Kurt there to reassure him that his past was behind him and that Kurt was real and loved him.

"It's this weekend. I would drive up there on Thursday and stay through Monday. It's way too long to spend with them that's for sure." Blaine mumbled that second part bitterly, but kept speaking, "and Kurt, I can't put you through this. I love you too much to subject you to my parents. " Blaine's resolve was slipping though, he needed Kurt and he knew it.

"Blaine. Listen to me. I won't go if you genuinely don't want me there because it will make things harder on you. I get that, I really do. But I'm not going to let you protect me from a bully when I can be there for you. You may love me too much to subject me to your parents, but I love you too much to let you ever go it alone from now on. We're a team, Blaine, a fabulous team, and we stick together. I want to be there for you. Please let me be there for you." Kurt's emotional speech left Blaine dizzy with feeling.

"I don't think I have a choice…I'm too selfish to leave you here. I know I need you but I still hate the idea of putting you in this situation." Blaine's shoulders slumped in defeat.

"I'm not saying your parents are horrible and that this will be a breeze, but I've been through hell and back, I can handle this one weekend. I really appreciate you wanting to shield me from this, but I can handle it. I can't promise I won't let it affect me, but I can promise that we're going to get out of this alive and together." Kurt made a convincing argument and Blaine loved him even more for his courage.

"I love you." Blaine leaned against the wall of the diner in their booth.

Kurt looked him in the eyes, smiled, and said, "I know. I love you too." Blaine closed his eyes and took another deep breath, mentally preparing himself for battle.

Kurt's heart was hurting for Blaine. He can't imagine not having an amazing dad. He wasn't going to lie, he was a little nervous to meet Blaine's family. Kurt has developed an impressive hard exterior and it's nearly impossible to upset him or hurt his feelings. However, whether Blaine likes them or not…this is his family and it's going to sting a little.

The whole car ride to Westerville was tense. Kurt didn't have to be an empath to feel the nerves and frustration coursing through the air. The closer they got, the more stifling it became.

"Turn here. You can't miss it." Blaine spat.

Kurt understood what he meant a few seconds later. This wasn't a house. This was a freaking estate. This was two butlers and a carriage away from being a palace. Blaine must have seen Kurt's reaction because he just laughed a humorless laugh and shook his head.

"Blaine, did you tell your parents I was coming? How is this about to go down? Are we just going to say we're friends?" Kurt didn't even think about what their story would be. Would Blaine want him to lie about them? Would his parents even buy that lie? A fool could see how in love they were.

"Ah, no. I kind of left that detail out. It was going to be bad whether I warned them or not. You're with me, they don't have to like it." Blaine said firmly.

Kurt was impressed but he couldn't help but think that wasn't such a good idea. His suspicions were confirmed when a Sarah Palin look-a-like walked out the front door.

"Blaine. Who is this and why is he here?" Mrs. Anderson literally sneered. This disgusted, arrogant sneer was obviously a trademark of hers.

"Mother, this is Kurt, my boyfriend. I would appreciate it if you didn't talk to him like that. He's really important to me." Kurt could tell Blaine was trying to keep his cool.

"God, Blaine. The sins you commit in Cleveland are none of my concern, but how dare you bring this fag home with you to your father's ceremony. You know all too well how he feels about this and you deliberately try to spite him? He's not to be seen. I don't care where you stick the thing but you better make sure your father doesn't hear of this." Wow, Mrs. Anderson really was a class a bitch...

"Don't you dare talk about Kurt that way! I am not deliberately trying to do anything. This is the love of my life and I wanted him with me this weekend. He stays with me whether you and father like it or not." Blaine was seething.

"Whatever Blaine, it's your funeral. At least say he's your friend or something…" She stormed back into the house muttering something about firing the catering service.

"Kurt I'm so sorry. Please just ignore her. I know you said you could handle it but they really are ruthless. I'm so sorry." Blaine looked so upset.

"Blaine, please stop apologizing. You have nothing to be sorry for, your mother does. Feel me. Feel my emotions; did you feel any feelings getting hurt? " Kurt was trying to be strong for Blaine.

Blaine hesitated. "Well, no actually. That's impressive. Just some surprise, and mild amusement. How do you do that?" Blaine was staring at him with wide eyes.

"Like I said, I've been through hell and back, a few names and hurtful sentences aren't going to get to me. I put up with this every day in high school. At least your mother didn't shove me to the ground." Kurt mused. "And can I just say, she looks like Sarah Palin's twin. You really weren't kidding when you said your parents were rich, snobby, Republicans. Are you sure your mom doesn't work for Fox News?" Kurt was serious but Blaine cracked up laughing.

"Kurt, I love you. Thank you." Blaine smiled and hugged him. He couldn't hold him for very long though, as much as they'd rather stay outside, they had to get this over with.

Inside the house, Blaine immediately tensed back up. Kurt wished he could reach out and rub his shoulders or his back to help him, but he didn't know what they were walking into.

"Blaine! Little bro! You came, I'm surprised…you sure didn't sound thrilled about this on the phone. Who is this you have with you? " Was this the guy Blaine was on the phone with?

"Coop, this is Kurt, my boyfriend. Kurt, this is my annoying older brother Cooper." Blaine smiled. They must have a decent relationship, this was the most relaxed Blaine's been.

Cooper whistled. "You sure grew a pair if you're bringing him around here. And you, kid," he said turning to Kurt, "must have a massive pair if you're brave enough to follow this dork here." Cooper was teasing but Kurt had a feeling he was serious. It looks like both brothers detest their parents.

"I'll go anywhere with Blaine when he needs me." Kurt smiled and looked at Blaine.

"I like him, Blaine. Hold on to him. And don't let dad scare him off." Cooper patted Kurt's shoulder and turned away saying, "Oh! You should probably go see dad in his office before everyone gets here, I'm assuming he doesn't know about Kurt."

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Blaine took Kurt's hand as they approached the big wooden office doors. Kurt squeezed his hand around Blaine's to remind him that everything would be ok. He also tried to keep his emotions calm so that maybe it would help keep Blaine's emotions calm as well. Blaine knocked on the door and there was a gruff "come in" coming from the other side. Blaine looked at Kurt and they both nodded in confirmation and pushed the doors open.

"Dad…I thought I'd just come by and let you know I'm here. Is there anything you need me to do before people start showing up?" Blaine said politely.

"Wow," Kurt thought, "He really is scared of his dad."

"Yes- I want you to meet someone in about an-" Mr. Anderson broke off mid-sentence as soon as he looked up from his desk and saw Kurt standing there. He was turning red.

"Who is this, Blaine?" He was not happy about this in the least. Kurt could see Blaine starting to break out in a sweat. He wished more than anything he could grab Blaine's arm and sooth him, but somehow Kurt knew that would not be a good idea.

"This is Kurt, dad, my boyfriend." Blaine sounded like a little boy and Kurt felt so bad for him.

Mr. Anderson was turning purple now.

"Your what?" He yelled pretty loudly.

"My boyfriend. We've been together for a while now and he's the most important person in my life and I love him. I really wanted him here with me." Blaine stopped sounding scared and sounded sure of himself.

"No. He needs to leave. I cannot believe you're so selfish that you would purposely bring your toy home for my award ceremony, knowing full well that I wouldn't allow it. So take him back, I don't care where he goes, but he is not going to stay here and corrupt my household."

Kurt wondered if he realized his son was just as gay as he was. He also wasn't sure who he hated more at the moment, the Sarah Palin look-a-like or Mr. Anderson here. Also, toy? He was most certainly not a boy toy.

"No! You are not going to speak to Kurt like that. First off, this is not home. Second, he is not my toy-how dare you even say that, and third, he is staying with me whether you like it or not. He is going to stay right here," Blaine yelled, "and you want to know how I know that? Because you need me. You need me for this stupid ceremony and I could easily leave you right now to fend for yourself and do this without me. Then you can explain why one of your sons is missing on such short notice." Blaine was not messing around.

Kurt knew this anger wasn't directed at him, but he sincerely hoped he would never be on the receiving end, this was a little scary. He didn't know Blaine could be that loud.

Mr. Anderson was a horrible shade of purple from lack of oxygen, and a putrid green color because he knew Blaine was right. His nostrils were flaring and it was a full minute that seemed much longer before he spoke.

"Fine. But you are not to say he's your boyfriend. He is a best friend and nothing more. I have a girl lined up for you to meet in about ten minutes. Her father is one of my closest friends; he's willing to help me out. Samantha is your girlfriend of five years and things are getting serious. " Kurt could tell there was no more arguing with him.

"You've got to be kidding me," Blaine said in a dangerously low voice. "Uh-oh" Kurt thought.

"No I am not. You're lucky I care enough to do this much."

"The only thing you care about-the only thing you have ever cared about- is your image. This has nothing to do with me. You would have thrown me out on the street if you didn't think gossip would spread and it would ruin the family name!" Blaine was boiling.

"Be that as it may, it doesn't change what you have to do for me now and you know it. So suck it up and just get through it so we can both be out of each other's sights. I want you and that faggot out of my house as soon as the last guest walks out of this house on Sunday." Mr. Anderson turned back around in his big office chair signaling the end of the discussion.

Blaine grabbed Kurt's hand and pulled him out of the room. Before either of them could say anything, they ran into this girl with long blonde hair and bright green eyes. She was beautiful, and those teeth couldn't get any whiter.

"Hi! You must be Blaine! I've heard so much about you, you're even more handsome than they said." She winked at Blaine. "I'm Samantha Forbes, your girlfriend." She wrapped her arms around Blaine. Kurt hated her. He started hating her somewhere around the handsome comment.

Blaine, ever the gentleman, patted her on the back and said, "oh, right, uh...it's nice to meet you Samantha. " She grabbed his hand and pulled him off in the other direction. "C'mon! We have to go talk about our story, maybe even sneak in a kiss or two to get acquainted and you have to show me around your lovely home. It's magnificent." Blaine turned to Kurt with a look of terror but clearly saying, "I'm sorry."

Kurt waved him off, trying to reassure him that he was fine by himself. He hoped Blaine didn't feel his tiny bit of jealousy.

The next day at the Anderson's mansion, things were busy. People were running around like chickens with their heads cut off trying to get things set up and last minute details arranged. It was their second day and Kurt still wasn't sure what award Mr. Anderson had won. Apparently it was a big enough deal to warrant an ice sculpture. Seriously? People still ordered those? Weren't they a little tacky? But then again, what did he know? According to them, he was nothing more than gum on the bottom of their penny loafers.

He had gotten a lot of exploring done yesterday while he was trying not to think about Blaine and that bimbo. He mainly hung out in what looked like Blaine's old bedroom. He played the piano for a while and then wondered back downstairs to see Blaine all too ready to get out of there.

It was Friday now and there were people filing in for the first part of the ceremony, the brunch. He tried not to stay close to Blaine the whole time, still trying to help keep up the best friend appearance. Kurt did a marvelous job of becoming invisible in this crowd. He also couldn't stand walking around with Blaine when Samantha was hanging all over him-which was all the time. She was really taking advantage of this whole boyfriend story. They did inform Barbie here that he wasn't actually her boyfriend, right? Because she looks like the type to be easily convinced.

She managed to say two sentences to Kurt since he first met her and they were: "could we get some more of the croissants out on the buffet? It's starting to run low, if things like this keep happening; it's going to come out of your pay." Apparently Kurt looked like the wait staff to her. That or she hated him; the latter was more likely.

Kurt overheard an older couple talking behind him.

"Oh Right! Blaine is his youngest son, correct? They make a lovely couple. Samantha is a beautiful girl, so smart. I hear the wedding is in June!"

Kurt froze. Wedding? They were telling people they were engaged now? He knew they weren't really getting married but that comment still stung a little. Mainly because he knew that everyone wanted this lifestyle for Blaine. Blaine could have the lavish parties and the beautiful wife and his own children with black curls, but he didn't…because he was with Kurt.

No, Kurt couldn't think like that, he knew Blaine would feel it if he let it get out of hand and he needed Blaine to not worry about him so that he could get all of this over with.

Kurt walked outside onto the patio. Leaning over the railing, he heard footsteps behind him.

"Kurt? Are you ok?" Blaine came to check on him.

"Yeah…yeah I'm fine. It was just a little crowded in there." Kurt lied.

"It is crowded…but I'm not buying that so soon. Kurt, please talk to me. We haven't had a chance to talk at all since we've been here. Surely something must be on your mind, your emotions are scaring me." Blaine looked at Kurt carefully.

"My emotions are scaring you? What do you mean my emotions are scaring you? I've been completely calm and collected the whole time. Well, most of the time. And don't read my emotions! Just forget about me and get this over with so we can go home." Kurt couldn't help but sound irritated.

"That's exactly what I mean. I could understand if you were angry, sad, jealous, upset, or anything! But all I'm getting from you is this one cover emotion with the exception of a few slips here and there and I don't like it. I just want to be there for you but I don't know how." Blaine sounded sad when he said that last part and Kurt felt bad about snapping a little bit.

"I know, Blaine, and I'm sorry. I didn't think about that. I just didn't want you to worry about me. I wanted to be strong for you, I really did. That's why I came out here. Things were just getting a little too much. That hussy is all over you and I'm nothing to you here. I've been confused for the wait staff six times Blaine…six. I know that I knew things would be like this…I knew what we were getting into, but I panicked a little when I heard you and Samantha were getting married in June." Kurt laughed but he didn't actually find anything funny.

"What?!" Blaine cried out.

"Oh, you didn't know about that?" Kurt looked confused. Wasn't that part of their story now?

"Oh god. Kurt I'm sorry. You know that isn't true right? I'm so so so sorry about all of this. I promise you, everything is going to go back to normal. I love you. I love you very very much and none of this going on around us is real." Blaine looked desperate.

"Blaine, I know that. Deep down, I know all of that, that's why I didn't say anything. I love you too. Now get back in there and be straight." Kurt attempted to make a joke.

Blaine couldn't believe Samantha. She didn't even bother to tell him before she started announcing their wedding date. Blaine felt so bad for Kurt. He knew that Kurt was strong and he knew that Kurt would be ok, but he just hated all of this. He was sick of seeing Kurt's spirit being crushed because of something he was doing, whether they both knew it was fake or not. He saw the light slowly drain out of Kurt with every kiss Samantha placed on his own cheek. He felt how Kurt started to cover up his feelings so that he could help Blaine even though Blaine wasn't really doing anything to ease Kurt's pain. That was it. Blaine was done with this.

He walked over to his father and dragged him to the side, away from all the people.

"What the hell are you doing, Blaine? That was important!" His father gave a pathetic huff that sounded more like a pout.

"I'm so sick of this. I'm done. Kurt and I are done. All of my life I have done nothing but try and please you, to make you proud of me. I'm so sick of trying. I was ok with putting up with your abuse when it was just me, but now you've taken my boyfriend and dragged him into your bullying and I will not put up with it for another second. I just don't even understand you! Cooper doesn't have a girlfriend and I don't see you assigning him a fake fiancée! " Blaine was seething, trying to put all of his anger into what he was saying without yelling too loudly.

"Because Cooper is straight! He doesn't have to convince people of that! You're such a fairy that I have to hire a fucking call girl just to play your girlfriend!" Apparently his father didn't care how loud he was screaming.

At that moment, the curtain that was around them dropped to the floor. Mrs. Jacobs' son had tripped over the rope holding the curtain behind the stage up. The whole banquet hall went completely silent. People were looking around with their mouths wide open. Looks like Blaine's secret was out.

His father's eyes grew to the size of saucers and he started gaping like a fish, trying to fix what was already broken. Everyone in his precious business world now knew the one skeleton in his closet he wished to keep hidden: his gay son.

Blaine started laughing. Blaine started laughing and he couldn't stop. Tears were streaming down his face. This was priceless. The whole world now knows that Blaine is gay and who better to announce it than Charles Dwayne Anderson III-his father.

His father went through all of this trouble to keep this a secret and he ends up screaming it out to everyone before the ceremony even begins.

"Good job, dad. Way to go." Blaine just laughed at him and went to find Kurt and get the hell out of this place.

Kurt was just about to head back inside when he felt arms snake around his waist. He let out a squeal and jumped in surprise.

"Blaine what are you doing? You shouldn't do that, what if someone sees?" Kurt was only half complaining because this is the most Blaine has been able to touch him in a while.

"Doesn't matter. We're leaving." Blaine smiled, pecked him on the lips and dragged Kurt out to the car.

Once they were in the car, Kurt demanded to know what was going on. He did not suffer through all of that just to give up now.

"You won't believe it. The most amazing thing just happened. I'll tell you all about it but first we have to get out of here. Where can we go? We have two more days, would you like to go visit your dad?" Blaine looked happier than he had been in a long time.

"I guess so? Blaine I'm super confused what happened?" None of this was making any sense to Kurt.

"Ok, text your dad or call him and tell him we're coming and then I'll tell you."

"Fine." Kurt said.

He dialed his dad's number and waited.

"Kurt? Hey buddy, what's up?"

"Hey dad, Blaine and I are actually at his parents in Westerville and we were wondering if we could come by and spend a couple of days with you. It's a long story so we can tell you when we get there if that's ok?"

"Is everything alright? You guys are ok aren't you? Do I need to come get you?"

"No dad, we're fine, we just need a place to stay for like two days."

"You and Blaine are always welcome to come home. You didn't even need to ask. Come home and Carole will have dinner ready for you. I think she's making Blaine's favorite anyway, what a coincidence."

"Great, thank you dad, tell Carole thank you for us. We'll be there shortly."

Kurt smiled and hung up the phone.

"Carole is making your favorite." Kurt looked at Blaine who was laughing to himself.

"Really? Awesome. This day just gets better and better." Blaine's smile brightened, if that was even possible.

"Ok, stop laughing at a joke you aren't going to tell. Spill it." Kurt huffed.

"So after I left you, I went back inside and I just got really angry. I was upset that Samantha spread that rumor, I was tired of the way they were treating you, and I hated seeing you sad. My parents treating me like crap is one thing, them treating you like crap…I couldn't take it. So I confronted my dad and yelled at him saying that I was done putting up with all of it and I asked why he never sets Cooper up with a fake fiancée but he does that to me." Blaine was out of breath from talking so fast.

He took a deep breath and continued, "so then my dad proceeds to yell at the top of his lungs that Cooper isn't gay and that he doesn't need to pretend and try and convince people unlike me, the fairy, who needs a beard-I'm obviously paraphrasing here-but anyways, as he's yelling this, Mrs. Jacob's son who's like two, trips over the rope holding up the stage curtain and it falls down and everyone in the entire banquet hall hears my dad saying that he has a gay son!" Blaine couldn't stop laughing.

"Kurt, I'm telling you, if you could have seen my father's face…and oh god! Everyone's faces…it was priceless. My dad just yelled his dirtiest secret out to everyone he's ever known and tried to impress: me!" Blaine wiped a tear from his eye.

Kurt was speechless. That is so not what he was thinking. He didn't know what he was thinking happened, but it certainly wasn't that.

"Wow. Karma's a bitch isn't she?" Kurt started laughing right along with Blaine.

A/N: There it is! I hope you liked it. What did you think? What are you wanting to see next? I have some great fluffy ideas coming but I also want to know what you think. :)