Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or any of its characters, Ryan Murphy and Fox do.

Warnings: In this chapter there is extremely strong language, copious underage drinking, almost rape, violence, and some sexuality (mostly kissing.) This also very LONG. They are still most likely also out of character. Also there are most likely errors, trying my hardest to correct this habit.

Summary: Everything was perfect, until Blaine's desires start gravitating toward Sebastian. As Kurt and Blaine drift apart, will they decide they are perfect for each other or will they discover that love comes from places they never imagined?

Timeline: I know some of you were curious about how this has only been going on for seven days. Here's how the time is broken up:

Friday: Chapter 1
Saturday: Chapter 2-4
Sunday: No Chapter covers this day
Monday: Chapter 5-6
Tuesday: Chapter 7-8
Wednesday: Chapter 9
Thursday: Skipped
Friday: Chapter 10
Saturday: Skipped
Sunday: Chapter 11

Hope this clarifies it


Karofsky woke up to Sebastian resting on his chest, snoring quietly as he snuggled deeper into him. He looked at the clock and looked at the time: it was one in the morning. It had been two days since his confrontation with Blaine, two days since he had been intimate with Sebastian. The next two days were full of cuddles and ice cream. Sebastian was slowly getting better. He wrapped his arm around him, hearing him exhale slowly, snuggling deeper. Holding Sebastian, it was all he could do. Sebastian had fallen apart, reconstructed and fallen apart all over again, it was only a matter of time before he had the grand finale, his final meltdown, his personal supernova. The thought of Sebastian hurting himself, of potentially accidentally killing himself was enough to make Karofsky stay. He pulled him closer, placing a kiss on his head.

This wasn't the love that he wanted. He loved Sebastian— that was true. He loved Sebastian dearly. The only difference between this sick, twisted love and the love that he strived for was that there was no spark. They only loved the comfort that they got from one another; they loved that they could see something in each other that no one would ever see. When he kissed Sebastian, it felt good, but it didn't feel phenomenal, it didn't make him feel weak and strong at the same time, it was just a kiss. No matter how much passion, how much connection there was whenever he was intimate with Sebastian, it was never going to make Karofsky feel whole, it was always going to be missing something. Even as he felt drool pooling on his shirt as Sebastian slept on top of him, he didn't feel anything strong. It was Sebastian, not Kurt.

When he kissed Kurt, it was different from Sebastian. Sebastian was always the one in control of everything, so forceful, so aggressive, so intense. Kurt was different. Kissing him was sweet, innocent, yet there was a connection, something deeper than he ever felt with Sebastian, something that he would trade a hundred Sebastian kisses to get one more. Yet no matter how much he tried he was never going to be with Kurt. No matter what Kurt was tied to Blaine, and there was nothing he could do to shake him away. The only thing he could do was use Sebastian to his advantage. Sebastian was Blaine's weak spot. It would drive him crazy if he saw that Sebastian moved on. He pressed another kiss to the top of Sebastian's head, hearing him let out a small moan.

"Davey, I'm trying to sleep," he snuggled deeper into him. "I'm tired…"

Karofsky placed another kiss on the top of his head, wrapping his arm around him tighter, pressing more kisses. Sebastian opened his eyes, looking up at him with a smile.

Sebastian propped himself up on his elbows, rolling onto his stomach to look Karofsky in the eyes. "Why are you waking me up?"

Karofsky smiled stroking his face. "I wanted to hear your voice…"

Sebastian smirked as he rested against Karofsky's chest letting out a deep breath. "You wanted to fool around… you couldn't wait until I woke up," he placed a kiss at Karofsky's chest, taking a deep breath before pressing another one, moving to the older boy's neck.

Sebastian placed a series of kisses against Karofsky's neck, shifting his weight to kiss at him deeper. Feeling Sebastian kiss at him, hearing him whisper barely audible smut made Karofsky realize that this isn't where he wanted to be. He closed his eyes as their lips met in a soft kiss, Sebastian's hands on his shoulders as he moved to climb onto Karofsky's body, straddling him as he kissed him deeper, his tongue passing his lips.

"Sebastian," Karofsky could barely get a word in between kisses. "We need to talk about something."

Sebastian backed away, sitting up, his shoulders slumping in disappointment. "Are you going to leave me too? You know I can castrate you right now, right? Rip your balls off without you being able to do a thing to stop me."

"No," Karofsky shook his head, grasping Sebastian's wrists. "It's about us…"

"Us?" Sebastian raised an eyebrow. "What about us? Is this about sex?"

The next words made Sebastian turn pale as he stopped breathing. "I think we should start dating. You know… like officially… like boyfriend and boyfriend," he watched as Sebastian shook his head trying to make the words go away, his eyes wide, he was clearly starting to panic. "Are you okay?"

Sebastian shook his head. "No you don't… you don't want to be my boyfriend…" he swallowed hard, almost falling off of Karofsky, the older boy catching him before he did. He was borderline panicking. "I like sex. I don't do boyfriends… I don't do commitment… I don't do the whole dating thing…"

"I know you don't…" he felt Sebastian's hands. "You're shaking…"

Sebastian took a deep breath, still shaking his head. "Listen… when I said I loved you… I didn't mean like that. I don't want to be with you. I just thought we had a twisted emotional understanding with sexual benefits… I don't want to get too serious… I'm really confused about my feelings. Blaine just left me because I couldn't say I loved him, I think I'm trying to rehearse those words so I don't screw up the rest of my life."

Karofsky opened his mouth to speak, caressing Sebastian's face. "So… do you love me?"

Sebastian swallowed hard, his eyes closed. "I think so… I mean… kind of… I feel different around you than other people. I feel like if you weren't in my life I wouldn't know what to do with myself. That's love, isn't it? I mean, I don't want to marry you, and I feel like if we were together I'd sleep around behind your back and constantly make your life a living Hell. I don't feel the way around you that I do around, Blaine, but there are glimmers of similarities here and there. Is that love? I told you… I don't know what love is…"

Their eyes locked as Karofsky nodded in agreement. "That's love, Sebastian… a lesser level, but that's love… it's friend love…"

Sebastian smiled as he bit at his lip. "You're the first person I ever friend loved…"

Karofsky sat up to kiss Sebastian on the lips, pressing his hands to the small of his back. He calmed down, tilting his head back so Karofsky could kiss at his neck, fingernails digging into his skin. He needed to get Sebastian to cooperate. He needed to get him on board with this plan. Kissing at his neck, feeling his hands pressed to his back, Karofsky knew that Sebastian was the key to this whole plan. He was the only person who had the means and the lack of morals to pull it off.

Karofsky backed away, allowing Sebastian to catch his breath. "I didn't mean to spook you. I don't want to push you too far. We're not going to get too serious," Sebastian let out a squeal as they changed positions, Karofsky on top of Sebastian, kissing at his black tank top. "To put it bluntly… I want to make Blaine squirm."

"While I do love a good squirming: why are we doing this?" His breathing as ragged as he tilted his head back as far as it could go, Karofsky taking advantage of the angle as he ran his tongue along Sebastian's Adam's apple. "Why should I parade with you in public when A: you're still in the closet and B: I'm so much better looking than you?" He took a deep breath, licking his lips. "You can't brag about me because you haven't told anyone you're gay and you can't use me to make you feel better because people will ask how much you're paying me, you'll look desperate."

Karofsky groaned as Sebastian swallowed against the pressure of his tongue. "Because you want Blaine back… you've been muttering about him in your sleep…" he looked into Sebastian's eyes, as his body stiffened at that comment. "We can get him back if we team up. I know it's going to be hard for you to forgive him, but if he sees you with someone else… he'll realize that he needs to make a decision, and he needs to make it now. By the end of this he is going to be begging you to come back to him… he's going to be jumping through fire to try to make this all up to you…"

"What's in it for you?" Sebastian raised an eyebrow. "I haven't exactly been nice to you over the past week. I recorded our bathroom fuck session and am threatening to send it to your only other friend in the world, why would you do something for me out of the goodness of your heart?"

Karofsky kissed at his lips one more time. "Because Blaine said something to me," Sebastian ran his hand down Karofsky's back, in a sorry attempt to comfort him. "He told me that I'm not good enough for Kurt…"

Sebastian moved forward to kiss Karofsky on the lips, shockingly sympathetic. "Hey, don't listen to Blaine. He's an idiot. You're more than good enough for Kurt. Clearly he's threatened because you're not a two-timing, heartbreaking asshole," he kissed at Karofsky's neck, his hands pressed to his back. "You know what, I've been bored lately. Being with Blaine made me strangely tame. I think it's time for them to see what Sebastian Smythe does the best: merciless torment," he smiled deviously, licking his lips. "You want Kurt. I want Blaine. We do this and we get them."

"Blaine won't be able to stand that you're with someone else. It'll literally drive him crazy…" Karofsky kissed at Sebastian's forehead.

"And Kurt will feel so sorry for you because you have to date a heartless slut-pig that he'll be all over you trying to save you from my evil, sadistic ways," Sebastian moved forward to kiss Karofsky again. "I think this is the start a beautiful partnership. I didn't know you had it in you to be so sneaky…"

"I picked up a thing or two watching you mercilessly cut people down," Karofsky smiled between kisses.

Their hands linked, as they kissed each other viciously, Karofsky pulling Sebastian off of the bed, pushing him to the wall, moving to kiss at his chest, hearing him let out a series of deep breaths coupled with small growls as their lips met again. They had their best conversations when they made out. Karofsky was convinced that the only way a person could get Sebastian to listen to them was to turn him on. Their hands were still linked, their bodies pressed together as they separating, rubbing their noses along each other.

"But I have a tiny condition," Sebastian let out a groan as he was pushed deeper into the wall. "If we're going to be pretending to date… I'm going to need regular inspiration… if you know what I mean."

Karofsky backed away from him. "This is a fake relationship, Sebastian."

"Well I'm ending this fake relationship if you don't put out…" Sebastian rolled his eyes, leaning into the wall. "Listen… I just want to have sex a couple of times… it's not like we haven't done it before…"

Karofsky shook his head. "If you get to add a clause, I do too…" he took a deep breath fearing Sebastian's response. "I want you to erase that recording of us having sex. It's disgusting that you recorded that and I think in our fake relationship you should treat me with a little more respect."

Sebastian scoffed with a condescending smirk. "Now now, if I did that how am I supposed to know you won't betray me? I care about you, Davey, but I don't trust you right now. You've been talking with Kurt a lot. You've been caving into his whims… I need leverage to make sure I get what I want … I'm tired of the bullshit…"

"Fine, you can keep the recording…" Sebastian chuckled deep in his throat. "But if you send it to Kurt without telling me first I'm going to destroy you."

"Fine," Sebastian took a deep breath. "We have a deal…"

OOOOO

Blaine was barely able to get to sleep the past two days, the idea of what Sebastian had in store kept him up all night. Throughout the two months that he had known Sebastian, he never seen him do anything too evil. The vilest thing he had ever done was convince him to cheat on Kurt without any remorse. This was different. He was starting to see the person who everyone described, the ruthless person that would cut down anyone and anything that got in his way. It was scaring Blaine to death.

Today was going to be different. He was going to distract himself from his urges to track Sebastian down to see what he was up to these days. This was the first time in months that he didn't have to hide that he was getting text messages or that he was seeing someone behind Kurt's back. Today was going to be a Kurt, Sebastian, and Karofsky free day. Today Blaine was hanging out with some of his old friends. It had been a while since he had talked to the Warblers. Part of him was too embarrassed because of what was going on between him and Sebastian, the growing chemistry and how he started to fall in love with him weeks before he kissed him.

He had gone to Westerville to get coffee today; he needed to get something off of his chest with his friends. After two days of feeling edgy, scared, vulnerable, he thought that it was time that his life started having some sort of normalcy again. Sebastian didn't dictate his life. He was his own person. No matter what Sebastian had in store, he had to keep telling himself that it was just a heartbroken retaliation and that he was acting tough and nothing was going to come of this. Sipping from his coffee cup he looked at the people that he had turned his back on, the only people who mattered to him. The conversation was mostly catching up. It was time to break the ice.

"I cheated on Kurt," Blaine waited for the reaction, for all of them to get up and leave, but he shocked to see that they were still there, staring blankly.

"Like cheated how?" Nick's voice was quiet as he looked around the shop as if he was waiting for Kurt to randomly appear.

Blaine needed to tell someone. It was getting to strong to handle. All he thought about was Sebastian. All he could see was Sebastian. All that he could hear was Sebastian. He was breathing Sebastian. He took a deep breath. He needed to do this.

"I slept with someone else," Blaine closed his eyes. The verbal assault was going to start now.

Jeff shook his head. "How?"

"Do I really have to tell you how gay sex works?" Blaine took another sip of coffee, looking down at the table. "I had sex with someone else…"

Nick and Jeff exchanged looks before looking over at Thad and David, their eyes falling back on Blaine. "W-who?"

Blaine knew this was going to be the thing that sent them over the edge. He closed his eyes, putting his coffee back to the table. His voice was a low whisper. "Sebastian Smythe…"

Thad's jaw dropped. "Sebastian Smythe? Like Warbler Sebastian Smythe? Like the Sebastian Smythe who you told Kurt meant nothing to you?"

"I guess he means something now," David shook his head, looking over at Blaine. "What the hell were you thinking? I thought you and Kurt were going to run off to New York together…"

"I thought you two were going to get married and adopt a whole bunch of kids," Thad was still in shock. "Sebastian?"

"Why are you guys so caught up on who it was?" Blaine looked over at the doorway and then back at them. "Sebastian's hot… I like him… we have fun… well had fun. I haven't talked in days," Blaine looked back at them, looking down at his cup. "How has he been?"

Jeff took a deep breath. "Well last Wednesday after you stopped by he was just in the hallway crying. Then he ran out of the building and we hadn't seen him for days. He told the school that he had a severe family emergency, like a cousin died or something. I think he just did that so he wouldn't get kicked out."

"Wednesday was the day that I broke things off with him," Blaine couldn't believe it. He though Sebastian was going to take it better. He desperately wanted him to take it better than this. "Oh my God…"

"Well thanks to you, we have made no progress toward Regionals," Thad shook his head as he took a quick sip of coffee. "Christmas break is coming up and we got nothing. Without Sebastian we have nothing… if he continues to skip school for sexual reasons, we may just have to get a new lead singer… or have constant Sunday practices like today…"

Blaine shook his head as they continued to argue about their plans for Regionals. Sebastian spent all of Wednesday crying. All of the Sebastian horror stories were lining up. He had broken his heart. Blaine Anderson had done the unthinkable. He had made Sebastian cry and now he was going to pay the price. He took another sip of coffee as he looked at the door, seeing Sebastian walk through with a smile on his face. Sebastian was smiling. He almost got out of his chair to walk up to him, but was afraid of what Sebastian had in store after making him spend days in exile. Leaning back in his chair, he looked over at Sebastian, his hands shaking as he knew that things were never going to be the same.

"He doesn't look to unhappy right now," Blaine watched as the Warblers looked over at him, then away. "What happened to make him so chipper? He's like… glowing."

Nick answered almost instantly. "He's apparently seeing someone new. He was bragging about it at rehearsal today. He was down for the whole weekend and then he hooked up with a friend and he comforted him. They apparently spent all weekend in bed together."

Jeff shook his head. "That guy is something else. I've never seen someone get over something that emotionally crippling that fast. That Dan Kerensky must be a great guy…"

"I thought it was Dale Kerensky…" Nick looked over at Jeff. "Or was it Dane Kerensky."

Blaine's heart stopped as he connected the dots. "Dave Karofsky?"

Nick looked over at Blaine. "Is there a problem?" Blaine got out of seat and walked toward Sebastian who was now sitting at a table at the other end of the shop, looking at his phone. "Blaine, let Sebastian cool off!" Nick pulled at Blaine's sleeve, trying to bring him back to the table. "That guy is a beast when he's angry… and this Karofsky guy is most likely a rebound so he can get over you… he's still pissed at you."

"When we said your name in rehearsal he told us to stop talking about you. Then he went on and on about how we lost Regionals last year because Blaine Anderson is an asshole and how Blaine Anderson is a selfish prick," Jeff looked over at Sebastian who was smiling as he sent another message on his phone, taking a sip of coffee. "He just got that coffee. It's full and hot… scalding hot…"

"He probably put booze in it or something, that's gonna burn when it hits your face after he snaps your nose off with his bare hands. That's where that drink is going if you go near him, in your face," Thad looked over at Sebastian. "He's really pissed at you… and when he gets pissed someone winds up dead… or bleeding… or in traction"

Blaine looked over at Sebastian, smiling at his phone. It infuriated him how much attention Sebastian got, how people would always look at him. Male or female, it didn't matter, Sebastian just exuded sex. It pissed Blaine off that no matter how much he tried to tame him, it did nothing. He should be over it, he was with Kurt, Sebastian was free to do what he wanted. It was Karofsky, damn Karofsky, the same jerk who had threatened him only days ago. He got out of his seat and walked toward Sebastian. It was only days ago when he was still able to kiss him, to hold him, to look into his eyes and see something, now he couldn't touch him. He walked toward him, watching him take another sip of coffee, licking his lips before he swallowed, sending another message with a smirk on his face. Finally Blaine was right there, standing next to the table, watching as he took another long, seductive sip of his coffee.

"Hey," Blaine looked down at Sebastian watching as Sebastian looked up at him, still drinking from his cup. "Haven't seen you around lately."

Sebastian swallowed his mouthful of coffee, shivers rolling down Blaine's spine as he did. "Yeah, I've been really busy…"

Blaine moved to sit down across from Sebastian, looking over his shoulder to see his friends watching him, waiting for the altercation to start. "Busy doing who?"

Sebastian laughed condescendingly, leaning back in his chair, crossing his arms. "Aw… is Blaine Anderson jealous that I'm fucking someone else?" He pouted his lips sarcastically. "I'm so very sorry for hurting your feelings… how about I make it up to you and we can do facials over the phone, or we can gut frisky and I'll let out kiss me on my jaw? After all that's what turns you on, right?"

Blaine knew that was a stab at Kurt. "Sebastian…"

"I get it, Blaine. You like him more than me. Maybe for some strange reason he turns you on. Maybe it's because you're trying to pull the ruby out of his belly button on that disgusting hairless pot belly of his, who wouldn't want their own personal Treasure Troll?" Sebastian grabbed his coffee cup, licking the rim before bringing it to his lips. "But you weren't thinking of Kurt when you were on that couch at Dalton with my tongue up your ass…"

"Sebastian…" Blaine watched as he brought the coffee cup to his lips, taking a short sip. "I know about Karofsky…"

"Then you know that he's my boyfriend now…" those words sent chills down Blaine's spine his heart stopping in his chest. "He was there for me, Blaine. You broke my heart, you broke everything and he was there to help me. He held me in his arms and…" he took a deep breath, closing his eyes. "Everything felt right again… I felt like I meant something again… I felt like I could do anything… he gave me everything you took away from me."

Blaine shook his head, he wasn't hearing this. "We broke up four days ago…"

"And we were only together for five. I work fast, Blaine," Sebastian swallowed hard, closing his eyes. "I can't put my life on hold for you. I'm not going to wait around for you to dump Kurt. I'm not going to pursue you anymore. You made it quite clear how you feel about me."

This wasn't happening. "Sebastian… I… I know that it's confusing right now… but however confusing it is for you, it's a thousand times more confusing for me."

Sebastian rolled his eyes. "Full of excuses. You make me sound like the bad guy for not saying that I love you… yet at the same time you never said that you love me. So why exactly am I being crucified for something that you can't say either?"

"Sebastian…" Blaine shook his head, taking a deep breath. "Sebastian… I…"

It was then Sebastian smiled, mocking Blaine. "Wow… you wanted me to say something that you couldn't. That's the most selfish bullshit I have ever heard in my whole life, and I was just abandoned by my parents."

Blaine could swear that he could see more tears in Sebastian's eyes. "Your parents abandoned you? So you're all alone in your house?"

"They said they were going to be in Paris for business for a few months, they said they would be back in December. Well it's almost Christmas and I haven't seen a trace of them. They sent me a text on Wednesday saying that they aren't coming back until next year," Sebastian looked down at the table, hands tight on his coffee cup.

"Your parents are just busy…" Blaine knew that he wasn't in any position to try to comfort Sebastian.

"Busy? Busy my ass. They just want to get away from me; everyone wants to get away from me. I can see why. I'm not a nice person. Hell, I'm probably the biggest douche that I've ever met in my life. These past few weeks have been rough on me. My parents hate me. They ran to Paris and they're most likely not coming back. The second I turn eighteen, they're never speaking to me again. I thought I was going to get through it because I had you…" Sebastian closed his eyes, his voice trailing off as he took a deep breath, trying to compose himself. "But in the end you're just like them, you're just like everyone else. You're not Jesus. You're not an angel. You're not perfect. You're a scared little boy who can't make decisions for himself because he's afraid of what everyone else will think if he makes a mistake."

Blaine could feel his blood boil. "And you think you know me…"

"Yes, I do. I'm the only person who has seen the real you, the one who makes mistakes and doesn't apologize for them, the one who is sick of being this demi-god, like you're some deity that was born just to make everyone happy. The funny thing is that when you make everyone else happy, you cast aside the one person who has never judged you, the only person who doesn't have these inhuman expectations of you. Sure, by definition you're not perfect. But to me you're perfect the way you are when you don't try and I hate who you are right now. I hate the person that Kurt makes you."

Blaine swallowed hard as he fought the urge to hold his hand, to lean over the table and kiss him. Seeing Sebastian like this, so raw, so shameless, cutting him down so effortlessly, it made him suddenly regret severing ties from him. He bit at his lip as Sebastian glared at him, shaking his head slightly. His hand was tight on the coffee cup, his fingers shaking. Blaine looked at Sebastian's hand, feeling his own hand tingle as he longed to hold it, to lace his fingers with his, to kiss at his knuckles. He wanted more than anything to be the one who was by Sebastian's side, but he was too much of a coward to do anything about it. Never had he been so weak that he didn't go after the things that he wanted. Looking at Sebastian he knew that he had destroyed any chance that he ever had with him.

"Can we just erase it?" Blaine felt his heart race, his face feel warm as he asked that question, watching Sebastian's eyes fixate on him, wide in shock from the question. "Can we just go back to being the way we were before? Can you ever forgive me?"

"You want me to forgive you?" Sebastian shook his head. "I can't. You're still with Kurt. You love Kurt. Go back to him. Go be all you can be, be happy," his eyes were sparkling as he tried to hold back a cocktail of emotions. "You can't erase that. You can't erase the fact that you chose him over me, and you're always going to choose him over me…"

Blaine closed his eyes, moving forward to grasp Sebastian's hand, his brain and body not making a connection as he laced his fingers through Sebastian's unconsciously. Opening his eyes, he watched as Sebastian looked down at their union, not pulling away, his hand shaking. Blaine knew this was wrong, he knew that he had to let go. He thought this was going to be easy, he thought that he could just cut Sebastian out of his life and everything was going to be normal. He couldn't even go four days without him. Sebastian was his drug, and he needed him.

Just like that Sebastian pulled his hand away. "I can't do this. I have boyfriend…"

Blaine took a deep breath. "So do I…"

"Then why are you here?" Sebastian's voice was low in his throat. "Why are we doing this? We're over. You ended us. I've moved on, Blaine. I'm not just going to sit on my ass and wait for you to grow some balls and man up. You should move on too."

"Who says that we have to be committed? You know what you told me the first time we went out together? You told me that it didn't bother you if I had a boyfriend," he watched as Sebastian rolled his eyes, getting fed up with this conversation. "Well you being with Karofsky doesn't bother me if it doesn't bother you. We can still mess around."

Suddenly Blaine wanted to go back to Thad and Jeff and kick them in the faces. The next sensation that he felt on his face was hot, scalding—Sebastian had just thrown coffee in his face. He opened his eyes, the hot liquid producing tears as he licked at his lips, seeing the look on Sebastian's face, it was a look of disgust, of betrayal. For the first time he didn't see any love in Sebastian's eyes, only his pain.

"Now you're covered with coffee," Sebastian stood up, putting the cup to the table forcefully, as he looked down at Blaine. "You should go home and change your clothes, then call Kurt up and go to a movie or something. When you think of me, think of this coffee on your face. Think of the pain, because that's all that we cause each other."

Blaine wiped the coffee out of his eyes as Sebastian walked away. "You don't need to settle for him, Sebastian. You're better than Karofsky…"

Sebastian turned around looking at him, crossing his arms to his chest. "Go home and play with your friends and I'll go play with mine…"

Blaine watched as Sebastian walked out of the coffee shop, for the first time in his life he knew what real pain was.

OOOOO

Karofsky knew that Sebastian had been gone for way too long. He was supposed to just be getting a coffee and some fresh air, but all of a sudden it had been an hour since he left after he had come back from an emergency Sunday Warbler meeting. He sat on Sebastian's bed, waiting for him to come back, drinking one of Sebastian's bottles of red wine. He almost got through the whole bottle, looking at the clock wondering where the hell Sebastian had gone. It was then that he heard the door open, Sebastian walking up the stairs.

"There you are. I was worried sick. I thought you hurt yourself," Karofsky looked to the doorway to see Sebastian, swollen red eyes and ragged breathing. "Sebastian, what happened? Are you okay?"

Sebastian took a deep breath. "I saw Blaine…" he closed his eyes, swallowing hard making his way to the bed. "He wanted to apologize to me. He wanted to make it all go away… and for a second I honestly considered doing it," Karofsky sat up on the bed, watching Sebastian shake as he moved to sit down. "I already thought about cheating on you…"

Karofsky handed the glass of wine to Sebastian. "Here, drink this… it'll make you feel better…"

Sebastian was upset. Karofsky could see that the moment that he walked into the room. He chugged the glass of wine, handing it back to Karofsky as he fell onto the bed, looking at the ceiling. Although he knew that he should leave Sebastian alone when he was in a huff, he knew that he couldn't. Sebastian was slowly working up to being very violent and borderline psychotic. He had to keep him calm before he did something that was going to land him in jail. Resting his hands on Sebastian's stomach, he massaged him, looking into his eyes.

"Do you want me to kick his ass?" Sebastian smiled at that comment, kissing at Karofsky's shoulder. "I'm serious… I will kick his ass… just say the word and he's done…"

"Thank you, but he's half your size. If you sat on him he'd die…" Sebastian closed his eyes, taking a deep breath. "Honestly, I just need to unwind," he let out a deep moan as Karofsky moved his hands to stroke his chest. "I like your hands… nice bear paws…"

Karofsky continued to stroke Sebastian's chest, kissing at his forehead, hearing the younger boy let out a soft coo of pleasure. "You seem tense…" he ran his finger up Sebastian's chest, running it along the column of his throat to chin making it to its final destination: his lips. "I can help you unwind…"

Sebastian raised an eyebrow as he grinned. "Are you going to fuck me?"

"Why do you always think I'm trying to proposition you? Every time I ask you a question you always think it's going to lead to sex," Karofsky watched as Sebastian sucked on his finger, letting out a deep moan. "Sebastian… behave yourself…"

"You are the worst fake boyfriend ever…" Sebastian rolled onto his stomach, moving to resting his arms on Karofsky's lap, looking up into his eyes. "I just threw coffee on Blaine Anderson's head. I think a victory lay is in order…"

"I'm not going to have sex with you every time you do something that makes you feel empowered. You're a dangerous sociopath with a long history of violence and torture, I would spend my whole day sleeping with you," Karofsky moved to rub his hands down Sebastian's back, moving down to kiss at the top of his head.

His lips collided with Sebastian's, feeling the Warbler moved to rest on his lap, lifting his body off of the bed to straddle him, his lips still attached. Hands moved to the small of Sebastian's back, feeling Sebastian's hands move to his face, the younger boys lips colliding with Karofsky's neck. It was desperation, Karofsky wasn't an idiot. On the outside Sebastian was kissing him, but in his head he was kissing Blaine. Sliding his tongue past Karofsky's lips, Sebastian moved to undo the buttons on his uniform blazer. This wasn't going to end well.

Karofsky wrapped Sebastian's tie around his hand. "No, no, no. I told you to behave yourself," he ran his nose along Sebastian's hearing him let out a deep breath. "That means no sex for you…"

"Flirty bitch," Sebastian smiled as he leaned him for another kiss. "Fine then, if you're going to help me unwind and it's not sex, how are you going to do it? Are you going to give me another hand job?"

"No… that's sex, Sebastian," he watched the Warbler roll his eyes before he got off of his lap. "I was thinking that we could go get a drink tonight. It's been a while since we've been in public together. I'm starting to think you're ashamed of me…"

Sebastian rolled onto his side, snuggling into one of the pillows. "Drinking on a Sunday night, I didn't think you had it in you…" he looked at the clock, licking his lips. "It's too early to drink… what are we going to do until it's drinking time?"

Karofsky watched as Sebastian's eyes lit up, his body inching toward him. He fell onto the bed, taking Sebastian's lips into a deep kiss, pressing his hands to his shoulders. No matter what he did, no matter how much he tried to resist, Sebastian was a magnet. Try as he might he was always going to gravitate toward him. He was slowly sinking, slowly drowning and Sebastian was the only thing keeping his head above the water, the only one who had saved him from his own depression. Even in this plan Sebastian was getting more than Karofsky was. No matter what, Sebastian was always going to get what he wanted.

OOOOO

It had been hours since Blaine saw Sebastian at the coffee shop, hours since he had heard that he had moved on, that everything that they had was over. He was an idiot. He was a fucking idiot for letting it end this way. He had Sebastian. He had him in the palm of his hand. Sebastian was there in his grasp, but he let him slip through his fingers. Somehow in his anger and his loss he had wound up at Kurt's doorstep. Finn was out with Rachel and Burt and Carole were also out for the night.

He knocked on the door. He needed to see him. He needed to prove to himself that everything that he sacrificed was worth it, that Kurt was worth the pain and the heartache. Taking a deep breath, he thought back to the coffee shop, to the way that Sebastian looked at him, to how easily he had given up on their relationship. It was infuriating. But what did he expect: Sebastian was always in constant motion; if he stood still he would die.

Kurt opened the door. "Blaine? What are you doing here?"

Blaine walked through the doorway without permission. "I needed to see you…"

The door closed, Kurt walking to Blaine. "Is everything okay?"

No, everything was not okay. He desperately wanted to say those words. He wanted to tell him about Sebastian and how he had magically falling into the lap of Dave Karofsky. Everything was flashing through his head, all of the moments with Sebastian from the first time he laid eyes on him to the coffee shop. No matter what, he couldn't let it go, even now as he looked at the person who claimed to love him more than anything he couldn't see anything but Sebastian's tears. Somehow he had torn his whole life apart. He moved closer to Kurt, looking into his eyes, no matter what he couldn't say the words that he wanted. If he just told the truth back when this all started months ago, the first time that he agreed to see Sebastian behind Kurt's back, none of this would have happened. Kurt would have found happiness somewhere else and Blaine would have Sebastian on his arm.

"I just wanted to spend some time with you," Blaine moved toward Kurt, placing a kiss on his lips. He didn't feel the same sensation he did with Sebastian. "Your parents are out, Finn's out screwing Rachel. I think we should take advantage of this moment."

Kurt shook his head. "Blaine… I'm not in the mood."

"Please, Kurt," Blaine moved in for another kiss. "I've severed ties with Sebastian… we don't talk anymore… I think I deserve a little reward…"

He kissed at his lips again, pushing him toward the living room, moving toward a couch. Lowering Kurt's body onto the couch, he heard him let out a yelp of protest, pushing at his chest, shaking his head. Blaine wanted to find it. He wanted to find the spark that kept him with Kurt. He wanted to feel the same way that he did in the beginning of the year. There was nothing in this kisses. Pushing deeper as he pressed Kurt onto the couch, he desperately had to find it.

"Blaine, stop…" Kurt whispered against his boyfriend's lips getting cut off with another kiss. "Blaine… stop…"

Blaine couldn't hear the words. All he could see was Sebastian. All he could hear was Sebastian. This was more important to him than Sebastian, it had to be. In the end he had chosen Kurt, he had severed ties with the one person who didn't want him to try to be perfect and he traded it for a dying relationship. He kissed deeper at Kurt's lips, feeling his hands pressed against his chest. In his quest to make everyone happy, he had destroyed himself. He couldn't sleep, he couldn't breathe, he couldn't think while he thought of Sebastian with Karofsky. Hands moved to Kurt's sweater, unbuttoning some of the buttons as he continued to kiss at his lips, muffling any protests.

"Blaine…" Kurt's voice was silenced by Blaine's mouth. "Stop it…"

Blaine opened Kurt's sweater, kissing at his neck. Kurt continued to resist, trying his hardest to push him off. Blaine closed his eyes tightly. What was he doing? What had he become? What was it about that moment at the coffee shop that made him feel this way? Sebastian had moved on. All of the love in the world was never going to erase the pain. It was never going to erase the pain that Blaine had caused him. Feeling Kurt's hand against his chest, he knew that this was just another relationship that he was going to screw up. In the end, the great Blaine Anderson, the new Jesus Christ, God on Earth wasn't worth anything. He was just a hollow casing that wasn't good enough for anyone.

Kurt finally managed to break free, moving to the other side of the room. "I said stop! What the hell has gotten into you?"

Blaine sat up on the couch. "I just wanted to be intimate with you. You've been angry lately…"

"And you think molesting me on my couch is going to make it better?" Kurt shook his head as he walked closer to Blaine. "I don't know what's gotten into you, but you better fix this or you're not going to be my boyfriend anymore…"

Blaine's heart broke at those words. "I have nothing, Kurt. I'm at a school I can't stand, surrounded by people who hate me. I had one single thing that I could lean on, one single thing that was mine…"

"Oh please," Blaine had started the same argument over again. "Don't get all preachy on me like it's my fault that you're a mess these days. Something is going on. You've been acting psycho. You've been having mood swings, you're withdrawn from me, and all you want to do is have sex. "

"Is it a crime that I want you to appreciate me sometimes? I go through life these days wondering what I am to you. I feel like I'm your handbag, Kurt. No one cares about me, I'm an accessory. It's Kurt Hummel and his boyfriend Blaine," he watched as Kurt looked away rolling his eyes. "No one pays attention to me… not even you… all we talk about is NYADA or New York… what about us?"

"What about us?" Kurt moved toward the couch, his voice a borderline scream. "Ever since West Side Story, you've been acting off. Half of the time I don't know what's going on with you…"

"I'll tell you what wrong with me: I had one single thing that I had to keep me sane, one single person who never made me feel this way, I had one single thing of my own and thanks to you he's gone! He's gone!" Blaine needed to learn how to control his temper. He was never like this last year. Somehow he knew at that moment, he had lost control. He had become an animal. "Thanks to you, I have nothing!"

Kurt froze in place, almost not breathing. "Is this about Sebastian again?" Kurt struggled to find the words before he asked the same question he had been for days. "Blaine, tell me the truth. After all we've been through I deserve the truth. Did you sleep with him?" He took a deep breath as he looked down on the ground. "It would make sense… perfect sense actually. He's all you talk about… he's always on your mind… did you sleep with him? Kiss him? Do anything with him?"

Blaine wanted to end all of his pain. The past few months had been crazy. He had become a ping-pong ball, bouncing back and forth between Kurt and Sebastian. When he was in Sebastian's court he was happy, smiling, complete—everything seemed so easy when he was over there, so welcoming. When he was in Kurt's he had become addicted to the security that he knew he would never have with Sebastian. Kurt was loyal and compassionate, everything someone would want in a partner, but Sebastian, his own personal Anne Boleyn, had come in an stirred everything up. Sebastian was honest (sometimes brutally so), open, and understanding to the fact that Blaine was not perfect finding perfection in Blaine's imperfection. He looked into Kurt's eyes. The words were right there on his tongue: yes, I slept with Sebastian. That's all he had to say. All he had to do was tell Kurt that he cheated on him and life was going to be easier.

"I was seeing him behind your back. We went out to dinner a few times, saw a few movies, had a few hang outs behind your back, he slept over once," he watched as breath caught in Kurt's throat at the last part of that list.

"Did you two… on that night he slept over… did you two…" he swallowed hard, closing his eyes. "Did you two have sex?"

Blaine opened his mouth to speak. "No…" he lied again. "I didn't…"

Kurt closed his eyes tighter. "Whatever sort of wild streak Sebastian has embedded in you, you get rid of it now, or you're going to be just like him… alone. I'm not going to stand here and let you disrespect everything that we have just because some slut tells you that I'm toxic."

Blaine fought the urge to slap him. He had grown tired of Kurt's holier than thou attitude, how he thought he was better than Sebastian just because he kept his legs closed. Kurt wasn't any better than Sebastian. He was never going to be any better than Sebastian. For the first time looking at Kurt, he didn't see love, he didn't feel love, he didn't think about love. It was like all of the love between them had faded away, leaving nothing but misery. He closed his eyes and thought to Sebastian. He loved Sebastian. Looking at Sebastian at the coffee shop, seeing the sadness, the loneliness in his eyes, it was all Blaine to imagine. Sebastian and Blaine were kindred spirits, at the end of the day they had nothing but hollow dreams and their own body warmth to help them sleep at night. Blaine shouldn't be here right now.

"I'm tired, Kurt," Blaine shook his head. "I've been so stressed lately… I'm sorry for attacking you… I'll see you later."

Blaine made his way to the door, Kurt looking over his shoulder at him. "I love you…"

Opening the door, Blaine looked back at him. "I'll see you around."

That was the first time that they had left each other without Blaine saying that he loved Kurt. At that moment he didn't love Kurt. He hadn't loved Kurt for weeks. Pulling his phone out of his pocket, he dialed a number, waiting to hear the response.

"Hello?" Sebastian had picked up the phone almost instantly.

"Hey," Blaine swallowed hard. "Please don't hang up."

Sebastian sighed. "Blaine… is this important?"

Blaine closed his eyes tightly, making his way to his car. "I just wanted to hear your voice," he swallowed again, his voice breaking. "I'm so sorry… about everything. I'm sorry that I hurt you… I'm sorry that you can't trust me anymore. I just wanted to hear your voice, Sebastian… just wanted to hear you breathing…"

Blaine shuddered as he heard Sebastian exhale sharply. "Blaine… I told you earlier…"

"I know… you have a boyfriend. I know you've moved on and that I should too, but I can't…" he leaned up against his car. "I can't do anything without you. I need you… I need you, Sebastian… I just want you to talk to me the way you used to… the way you did after we made love for the first time…"

It took a while for Sebastian to respond. "Blaine… I can't do this…"

Taking a deep breath, Blaine wished that he could erase everything he had done, to be able to make his life right again. "I know…"

"Then you know that I can't do this because it hurts too much!" Sebastian's voice was breaking slightly, Blaine's heart cracking in two as he heard him inhale sharply, swallow quietly. "You have no idea how much I wish we could erase what you did to me. I wish we could go back to us, but there is no us anymore. We're not Blaine and Sebastian… we're Blaine and that guy that he had sex with…"

Blaine opened his car door, getting into the car. "You're more than that…"

"Am I?" Sebastian laughed sarcastically. "How would you treat me if I was less? I know everyone thinks that I'm just a slut who doesn't have feelings…"

"That's not true. I don't…" Blaine felt the first tear fall down his cheek. "When I saw you cry that day… I felt something. I felt you… the one who doesn't put these walls up, the one who isn't afraid to let people see your soul. You're not just the heartless slut who tears people down… you're worth so much more than that… you matter, Sebastian. You mean the world to me…"

Sebastian took another deep breath. "I have to go, Blaine."

"Sebastian…" he was faced with silence as Sebastian had hung up. He threw the phone into the front seat, slamming his hands against the steering wheel. It was official: it sucked to be Blaine Anderson.

OOOOO

It did suck being Blaine Anderson. Somehow he found himself at Scandals, the place that started this whole mess, sitting at the bar, drinking his second cosmopolitan. He was so angry that he didn't even feel the buzz that he usually felt when he drank. Granted, he felt a little tipsy, but usually after his second drink his vision would start to cloud and his head would start to pound. Taking a sip of his drink, he heard a familiar laugh in the background, the music suddenly getting quieter. He looked over his shoulder to see Sebastian sitting at a table with Dave Karofsky, smiling drinking a chocolate martini.

So many emotions went through him as he looked at them, he finished off his drink quickly. Slowly he got off of his stool and moved toward them, Sebastian taking a long seductive sip as Karofsky stroked his hand. He didn't deserve Sebastian. There was no way in Hell that Sebastian would degrade himself to be with someone like Dave Karofsky. Blaine moved closer, watching as Karofsky's fingers laced with Sebastian's, Sebastian leaning forward and kissing him on the cheek. Blaine stood still, watching Karofsky move to kiss the love of his life on the lips, Sebastian moving to cup his face, smiling into the kiss. At that moment, Blaine knew that this was not going to happen. He wasn't going to lose this easily.

"Hey," Blaine walked up to them, watching them separate from the kiss. "What's up? I didn't think I would see you two here."

Sebastian leaned back in his chair, lifting the martini to his lips. "I thought I told you to leave me alone."

Blaine watched Sebastian took a sip of the martini. "Yeah, well I guess I didn't listen."

Sebastian swallowed before answering, Karofsky taking advantage of this moment to intervene. "Can't you see I'm trying to have a drink with Sebastian?"

Anger, red, that's all that Blaine could see and feel as he looked at Karofsky. He didn't notice the horror in Sebastian's eyes as he reached for the beer in front of Karofsky. Blaine knew that he should have thought before he acted, but again his brain and his body failed to make a connection and the next thing he remembered was dumping the beer onto Karofsky, hearing a gasp come from Sebastian.

"You've finished your drink," Blaine put the bottle back on the table. "Now if you excuse me, I'm having a conversation with Sebastian."

"Blaine, what the hell?" Sebastian focused his attention on Karofsky. "Davey, don't get pissed…"

Karofsky didn't listen to Sebastian. It was going down. "I think you're all done talking."

"Really? You have the capability to think now. I didn't think you had a brain…" Blaine knew he had to stop pushing, catching a glimpse of Sebastian downing the rest of his martini in a single nervous gulp. "How about you go get another drink and go home?"

"As much as I find it extremely hot to have two guys fight over me, I think you two need to stop," Sebastian's voice was growing in volume as his eyes were wide. "Blaine, get to the fucking bar and get a drink. Stay away from us."

Karofsky smiled condescendingly with a scoff. "Hear that? Sebastian wants you gone, glitter tux. How about you go drink another girl drink and get lost. I'm trying to have some quality time with my boyfriend."

Blaine looked over at Sebastian, who had his arms crossed, his eyes fixated on the wall. "Why am I only attracted to guys who want to kick the shit out of each other?"

Swallowing hard, Blaine looked back at Karofsky, clenching his fists. "How much are you paying him?"

"I'm not paying him anything," Karofsky wiped the beer from his eyes, looking straight at Sebastian. "I did what you failed to you, I was there for him. So how about you do what you do best and go away. Sebastian is used to you leaving him. Hop away now…"

Blaine looked at Sebastian watching him continue to stare at the wall. "I know I've let you down, Sebastian. I know that I can't erase what I've done to you, but I don't want to lose you like this. You mean so much more to me than you'll ever know, and it took me four days to start to realize that."

Sebastian looked at him quickly, glancing back at the wall. "Please leave, Blaine…"

Blaine turned his attention to Karofsky. "So what is this? Are you trying to prove a point? Is this because what I said a few days ago, that you weren't good enough for Sebastian. Well guess what, I meant it," he watched as Sebastian's eyes lit up, his shoulders growing tense. "Sebastian is too good for you… he's too good for everyone. I would rather see him alone than watch him stoop so low as to be with you. He's the closest to Heaven that I've ever been and I will not let this stand."

Karofsky laughed as he sat back in his chair. "Well I've seen Heaven too, Anderson. I think it was in the one person you can't have's eyes when he came for me earlier today."

Blaine wasn't thinking as he grabbed Karofsky's collar, pulling him out of his seat, slamming him to the table, gaining a gasp from Sebastian. All eyes in the bar looked over at them. The anger, the jealousy, all of the negative emotions in Blaine's heart took over as he pushed Karofsky deeper into the table, looking deep into his eyes. There was no fear, no worry that Blaine was going to hurt him. Karofsky was willing to fight to keep Sebastian and Blaine apart. He was willing to destroy everything that Sebastian and Blaine had to make sure Sebastian was safe. Deep down on the inside, Blaine admired that loyalty, that someone cared that much about Sebastian that he would literally take a bullet for him. Yet he couldn't get past the idea that this was the last bastion between the two of them, the only thing that was keeping them apart. He pushed him deeper into the table, watching as Sebastian got to his feet.

"Blaine, stop it!" He pulled at his shoulders until he was off of Karofsky. "Just go home. Get away from here…"

Blaine turned to look Sebastian in the eyes, feel his own vision cloud with tears caused by a mix of emotion and cosmopolitans. "Sebastian…"

"Get out of here…" Sebastian voice was low as he grasped Blaine's shoulders. "Just get out of here… make it easy on both of us."

The first tear fell down his cheek. "I can't live without you…"

"You have to try… you were doing fine for seventeen years, you can do it for another seventeen and then another seventeen after that," Sebastian looked over at Karofsky. "He's all I need right now, he's all I want right now. You destroyed us, there's nothing left for us to do."

Karofsky got to his feet, wrapping an arm around Sebastian. "Listen to Sebastian, Anderson. He's trying to let you off easy."

Blaine looked into Sebastian's eyes. "I will fight for you. I will destroy my whole life just to get you back. I will tear this world to pieces just to hold your hand. I don't give a damn about how people see me. I don't give a damn about any of the people in my life… except for you. I know this is too little, too late… but I honestly think that you're the love of my life…" he swallowed hard as he said the next words, his heart stopping. "I love you, Sebastian… I have for weeks. I loved you before I kissed you… I love you so much more than Kurt, and I know you'll never forgive me… but I want you to know that I did love you… I still love you…"

Sebastian opened his mouth to speak, his eyes wide. "Blaine… I…"

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" Karofsky took a step forward. "Coming in here and telling him that you love him. How can you when you're still dating Kurt? That's not love. Love is when you are willing to do anything for that person, no matter what the cost."

"Love is having the respect to incorporate your life with someone else's. Love is to look at someone and just know that no matter what you do, no matter what you say, you're never wrong to that person. You don't have to give anything up for that person, because they will always understand that you're the only person that's on their mind," he looked at Sebastian, whose eyes were fixated on the ground. "Sebastian… Kurt is dear to me…"

"Oh for the love of God," Karofsky walked between them. "It's time to settle this, sparkles. Me, you, outside, now," he grabbed Blaine's shoulders moving toward the door.

"Dave!" Sebastian walked after them. "Don't you dare hurt him!"

"Stay here!" Karofsky looked back at Sebastian, moving toward the door.

When they were outside Blaine moved to his car, looking over his shoulder at Karofsky. "The last thing we need is for the bartender to call the police. So how about we take this fight somewhere else, the winner gets to come back and have a drink with Sebastian."

Karofsky nodded as he got into his car. This was going to be the most eventful night of Blaine's life. Tonight he was going to settle the ultimate score. Too long had Karofsky pushed him and Kurt around, this was the night where he was going to end his reign of terror. No matter what he had to win, there was too much at risk here. No matter what, he was going to get Sebastian back.

OOOOO

They had driven to a parking lot. There was no one there; everything had closed early for Sunday night. As Blaine pulled in, he took a deep breath. This was going to be the fight of his life. He took another deep breath. This was all worth it. It had to be worth it. Sebastian was the only thing on his mind for the past four days. To see Sebastian with someone who was never going to understand how valuable, how amazing he was, it was heart wrenching. He opened the door and walked out of the car toward Karofsky, taking a deep breath as they were face to face.

"Are you ready for this?" Blaine asked, clenching his fists.

"You know what's going to happen right?" Karofsky smiled as he circled Blaine. "I'm going to win this. Not only because I'm stronger than you, but because you don't know what you're doing. I won't let you destroy everything that is good in Sebastian. He's better than you think he is. He's a human."

"Drop the Leave Britney Alone crap and wake up. I know I've made a mistake. I'm reminded of that every day. I look at his text messages and I'm constantly reminded of what I let go, of what I thought wasn't what I needed. I need him, Karofsky," Blaine narrowed his eyes, his voice deep in his throat. "I love him."

"I love him too," Karofsky answered, his voice rough. "What? Did you think you were the only person who thought highly of him? I love him, sparkles. You can mock me all you want. You can say that he's too good for me, but at the end of the day he's the most precious thing that I have, and I'll be damned if you destroy any more people that I care about."

Blaine took a deep breath through his nose, his fists clenching. "Enough jibber jabber, let's fight. I'm all done talking to you. Now I just want to rip your face off!"

Blaine pushed his hands against Karofsky's chest, pushing him away, Karofsky repeating the act. They continued to shove at one another, force being added with every push. Blaine felt his body temperature climb as he fought the urge to slam Karofsky's face into the cement, to destroy him. As he finally got a hold on himself he heard the sound of car doors slamming and the sound of a car driving away.

"Stop!" Blaine looked over his shoulder to see Sebastian running toward them. "Davey! Stop it!"

"I told you to stay at the bar, Sebastian," Karofsky focused his attention on Sebastian, moving to look at him as he ran between them.

"Like I ever listen to you," Sebastian moved to push his hands against Karofsky's chest. "I can handle this…"

"Handle it? Handle it my ass!" Karofsky pushed Sebastian out of the way. "Get back to the fucking bar or I will drag you there."

"Put your hands on me again and I'll tear you a new asshole, Dave!" Sebastian pushed at Karofsky's chest again, almost making him lose his footing. "Now stop this! We don't need to fight. The bartender was going to call the cops before you left. Someone probably already did, they're looking for the two of you. We're all going to get busted for underage drinking or worse."

Blaine looked into Sebastian's eyes. "I can handle him. I don't need your help."

Sebastian ignored him, pushing at Karofsky's chest again. "Get in the car, Dave. Get in the car and go home. We don't need to fight anymore. Go home."

The next scene was going to keep Blaine awake for many nights, as he watched anger flare up on Karofsky's face, his hands tight on Sebastian's shoulders, pushing him to the side, toward Blaine's car. "Stay out of this. I'll deal with you later."

Blaine was brought back to reality as he heard the sound of bone colliding with metal. Sebastian fell onto the car, hitting the back of his head: hard, knocking him out cold. The collision caused him to bounce off of the car and face plant onto the pavement of the parking lot, a horrifying snapping sound filling the air. Blaine felt breath cease as he saw blood running from Sebastian's face, his body twitching slightly before going completely limp, his body lying motionless on the ground. Blaine saw everything flash before his eyes from the first time he saw Sebastian at Dalton to the moment right before he hit the ground. He dropped to his knees, slowly crawling toward him. He didn't hear him breathing. He couldn't see any movement whatsoever. Moving closer, he desperately tried to sense any life coming from his body, trying to feel a heartbeat as he moved closer still. As he finally made it to his side, he pressed his hands to his back.

Looking over his shoulder, he saw Karofsky standing there, he was in shock. Hands were shaking as he backed away from the scene, unable to do anything. Blaine focused back on Sebastian who was still unconscious and motionless on the ground; face down in a pool of his own blood.

"Sebastian! Oh my God, Sebastian!" he pushed his hands deeper into his back, against his shoulder blades. "What did you do?" Blaine looked up at Karofsky who was still in shock. "What the hell did you do?"

"I-I didn't mean to. It was an accident. I didn't think I pushed him that hard…" he shook his head as he looked down at Sebastian's body. "Is he breathing?"

Blaine pressed his hands to Sebastian's shoulders. He could feel his heart beating, his own heart starting to slow as relief rushed over his body. Letting out a deep breath, he moved to Sebastian's shoulders, pulling him onto his side, watching as the blood rolled from his nose and mouth to the pavement. Vomit rose his Blaine's throat as he looked at Sebastian, his nose was bleeding profusely, most likely broken from when he hit the pavement, a long cut along his forehead. His hands were still shaking, nerves on fire as his body dealt with the force from the fall, from the collision. Blaine removed his hand from the back of his head, seeing blood on his palm, his hand shaking as the blood rolled down his wrist, staining his shirt.

"Did I kill him?" Karofsky moved to his knees, his hand moving to one of Sebastian's shaking hands. "Is he alive?"

"His heart's still beating… and he's breathing," Blaine moved to stroke Sebastian face, moving the hair that was caught in the blood. "We need to get him to a doctor…" he closed his eyes, shaking Sebastian gently. "Sebastian…" there was no response, no sounds passing his lips except for the ragged sound of his breathing. "Sebastian? Sebastian, come on, open your eyes…" he shook his gently, pulling him onto his lap, resting his head against his thighs, blood staining his pants. "Sebastian… wake up…"

Sebastian swallowed, taking a deep breath before trying to get out of Blaine's grip. Blaine let out a sigh of relief as he saw him open his eyes. "D-don't touch me… either of you…" he tried desperately to sit up, only to fall back into Blaine's lap. "My head is killing me…"

"He's conscious, that's a good sign," Karofsky got to his feet, moving toward his car. "We need to get him to the hospital. He's most likely concussed."

Blaine held onto Sebastian tightly. "What day of the week is it?"

"Fuck you…" Sebastian swallowed hard, coughing as he choked on the taste of his own blood. "Sunday… bloody Sunday…"

Blaine moved to hold onto Sebastian's shaking hand, feeling Sebastian squeeze back, closing his eyes as he panted, breathing through his mouth, the sound of his blood bubbling in his throat sending chills down his spine. He held the hand tighter, pulling it closer, kissing Sebastian on the knuckles, hearing the Warbler let out a small purr. Blaine kissed gently at his forehead, holding his hand tightly. He looked over at Karofsky who was on the phone, trying to get in contact with an ambulance. Blaine took another deep breath, looking into half open green eyes and realized that his life was really falling apart. He could lose Sebastian. Holding his hands tighter, Sebastian on his side, bleeding onto Blaine's lap, he knew he couldn't let this happen. Sebastian was going to be okay. He had to be.


This chapter was long and dark, but it mostly came from my Seblaine muse going to a very dark place after the lackluster Michael Jackson tribute. This was also supposed to be longer, but I thought it was going on too long so I broke it in half. This is a very emotional chapter for Blaine where he starts to realize that his life is falling apart and he needs to make a choice like four days ago.

The next chapter, Sebastian is going to the hospital while Blaine tries to come to grips with what is going on in his life as his feelings for Sebastian are still very much there.

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