Chapter 11 No One's POV
"Mercedes?" he says again in utter disbelief. "Is that really you?"
She just smiles sadly at him and nod, "Yeah it is. So if you will excuse me," she turns around to leave.
"Wait!" he hesitates for a heartbeat, "Is he happy?"
She sighs and turns back around, "He's... content with his life. It's been a challenge, but he's not alone."
Blaine nods his head in understanding, "Is he seeing anyone?"
"I'm not at liberty to say, but seeing how you actually work here and it wasn't some sort of fluke, you will see him again soon. And by that look in your eyes, I can tell you still love him so here's some advice. Do fuck up again, he has someone else to think about this time around. Also keep an open mind to the life he has now because she is the most important person in his life besides his family, friends, and," she hesitates for a second, "and you." She embraces him in tight hug and whispers in his ear, "It's great to see you again Blaine. Don't break his heart again," she lets go and walks away from a man who has found the hope he was looking for the last four years.
Kurt's POV
Today wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. Work was uneventful because Isabelle had meeting after meeting so I ran errands and assisted with said meetings. When five o'clock came around, I packed up to head home, exhausted from the day and couldn't wait to cuddle up to my baby girl. I knew Mercedes had a show at 8 pm, so she wouldn't be home until 11 o'clock or so depending on the crowd. As I get home, I announce my arrival just to be hug attacked by my bouncing three going on four year old. This is what I look forward to on a daily basis, she is the reason I wake up and feel like I can do anything. "Hey Lena! I missed you. How was school?" In no time, she talks at rapid speed telling me about what she learned, her new friends, and how much she loves her teachers. If only she knew that one of the teachers she loves should have been someone who loved her in return if it wasn't for me. I've been through all the stages from sadness to anger to denial, not in that order, to just guilty. It's my fault that he doesn't know, it's my fault that my child grew up without her other father because I didn't want to stop Blaine from living his life. I guess my thoughtful intention was outweighed by a selfish reasoning. I wanted Blaine to not worry about us and drop his life for me and Lena, but I was really scared and didn't know how to tell him so I panicked and now I feel so ashamed. He deserved to know. Back to reality, "That's amazing baby girl, do you have anything to work on?" She nods pulling out her homework folder from her Hello Kitty backpack. I look at the papers and see that they are practicing writing their names and the letter C, so that is killing two birds with one stone. Lena and I work on her homework together, which isn't so difficult because we practiced all summer. After 45 minutes to an hour, I get up to make dinner with Lena trailing behind to help. After putting the chicken breast in the oven and boiling the potatoes, Mercedes walks into the kitchen and starts setting up the counter-top for dinner, while showing a sign of distress on her face. I tell Lena to sit at the table and pull Cedes over to the side where we're out of ear shot. "Mercy? What happened when you dropped off Lena?" Deja Vu. She sighs and looks me in the eye, "He recognized me, I talked to him, and it wasn't so bad." I stare at her speechless, "Y-y-you talked to him? What did he say?" She recalls the brief conversation and I just sit there gobsmacked because this doesn't help with the guilt when she said our sad he looked. "Kurt, you have to talk to him. You can't avoid him anymore, and I know you still love him, I can tell he still have feelings for you. You owe it to yourself to be happy and for Lena to be happy with BOTH of her parents. He would be crazy not to love Lena because she is an amazing little girl raise by an amazing man. You have to stop running from him, from love because you lost it once. You found him again, that's gotta count for something right?" She squeezes my hand, and gets up to check on dinner, leaving me with so much to think about. Once dinner is ready, we all sit down to eat and talk about our days and enjoy the time together because come tomorrow our lives was about to change. I guess it's time to get my man and my daughter's father back.