Chapter 10 He's gone
Bryce never came home…
Blaine got a call in the middle of the night, letting him know that there had been an accident on set, and Bryce had been killed.
When Blaine got the call, he was devastated. He had just lost his husband. No, Blaine might not have loved him, but he did care about him deeply. He took Sere to his mom's so he could fly to Morocco to identify and claim the body and bring him home. That had been the longest flight of Blaine's life. Sitting there huddled in his seat, crying. Thinking about the last ugly words, they had spoken to each other, wishing with everything he had that they could just rewind and redo. But there was no going back now. Bryce, his Bryce, was gone.
When he landed, someone from the production team met him at the airport and took him to the hospital morgue where Bryce had been taken until Blaine could get there. He was shown the body and cried again. Bryce still looked so beautiful.
From what Blaine had been told they were filming a scene for the movie where Bryce was riding a horse, something he had done most of his life and loved to do. Something had spooked the horse, and Bryce had been thrown. Before anyone could do anything, the horse had bucked up and slammed his hoofs into Bryce's chest hard enough to kill him. From what the doctor told Blaine, it was instant. He never felt anything.
They gave Blaine a few minutes alone with Bryce. He just stood there, rubbing his hand over Bryce's hair, kissing his forehead, still in so much shock, still not believing that had happened. After he left the morgue, Blaine was taken to the US Embassy to start Repatriation to get Bryce's body home. After Blaine had shown the Embassy his and Bryce's id and marriage certificate, all necessary paperwork had been completed, and Bryce would be able to be taken home the next day. Blaine was then taken to the movie set that Bryce had been working on, and to the lawyer for the production company. Blaine stood there in shock as the lawyer went on and on about waivers of liability and insurance policies. He then apologized to Blaine for his loss and passed him some forms he wanted Blaine to sign.
Blaine stared at him, wondering if he was serious right now. He had just lost his husband, and the jerk wanted him to sign some forms saying that the studio had no liability for the tragic accident. That Bryce had wanted to do the scene, not letting his stunt double do it. Blaine refused, telling him to send anything needing his signature to his lawyer. Blaine was in no state of mind to sign anything, not that he would have anyway without his dad looking everything over first, and especially not after the way the lawyer acted. He would sign only after his dad had time to look them over. If everything looked in order, then Blaine would sign, but not before then.
After what seemed like hours of the studio lawyer droning on and on, Blaine was finally allowed access to Bryce's trailer so he could get any of his personal effects that Bryce might have stored there. Blaine wasn't ready for that, how could anyone ever be ready for any part of this? He was still not believing any of this was real. Blaine went in, sat on the couch, and broke down. When he finally got himself together, he found Bryce's duffle bag that he always carried with him. Blaine had seen it the first time when they were on the set of "South of Always" together. Blaine unzipped it, thinking he could pack most of his stuff in it. When he looked down, he saw the journal that Bryce had always written since before they got married. He smiled, thinking that at least he could have that, Blaine could have some of Bryce's memories, his thoughts, something he could pass on to Sere.
He opened it up and flipped to what Bryce would have written their first day on the set, reading what he said, and it made him smile.
"Met Blaine today, I don't know what it was about him, but I couldn't take my eyes off of him. He is cute and funny, and I really had a good time with him. I see us becoming good friends. His brother, however, is a complete nut."
Blaine could do nothing but laugh at this
"We had our first kissing scene just now. I had to walk away. I felt things I have never felt before, not even with Shey. I never thought that was possible. I have loved her for so long and so hard. I am still not even sure how to move on from her. How do you say goodbye to the love of your life, move on with someone new? Plus, Blaine is a man, a cute man, but still a man. I am so very confused right now
"Today, I did that tongue thing to Blaine when we were shooting one of our scenes. I have never done that to anyone but Shey. I am so lost and confused right now. He seems so very nice, he really does. I had to walk away and think again. I guess I just needed to breathe. I just realized that I felt something for him, an attraction to him that I have never felt before, strangely not even with Shey."
Blaine just smiled, feeling a tear as it rolled down his face. They had felt the same thing.
"I went to Blaine's after work today. I had to talk to him. To see if I could figure out what was going on. He is such a damn good kisser. He is so sweet and gentle. We talked forever, he told me about Kurt or as I would say his Shey. But unfortunately, Kurt had done worse. I would never have thought that possible. He kissed me for real tonight. I thought the way he kissed on set was phenomenal, but in real life, it doesn't even come close. When I left, I wanted him so badly.
"I told my parents and the studio what I had figured out. I wanted Blaine. I had always had feelings in the back of my mind, feelings for different people I couldn't understand until this morning, that is. I realized I was gay. I want to start something with Blaine, if possible. I'm scared, though, that he isn't going to want the same thing. He has been so hurt would he be willing to try again.
"I woke up in Blaine's bed this morning. I felt comfortable and safe. I wanted to stay there all day, but we both had to work, and I still needed to go home and change before work. Now I know what I have been missing all these years, Blaine had me so hard. We had fallen asleep, or at least I had fallen asleep leaning on his shoulder. When I woke up, I was lying down on the couch with this beautiful man's arms around me, holding me so, so close. I loved it loved it. I stared at him for five minutes, just looking into that beautiful face."
"I shifted, and our cocks, connected, and I was instantly hard. I shifted my hips to try to get some kind of relief and managed to thrust into him again. OMG, the feelings it sent up my spine. He was so sweet; he just told me that if I didn't stop, I would get more than I had bargained for. He just had no idea that was exactly what I wanted. I wanted him so badly. I didn't really know what that meant, what that entailed, but I knew what I felt, I needed him."
"I watched him fall back to sleep and honestly tried to go to sleep, but the feeling didn't pass. I needed him to do something, what I didn't know but something. I pushed my hips against him again, and he took over from there. Oh wow. I have never felt like that before."
"The things he could do just pushing his hips into me, feeling his hard cock on mine, thrusting onto me. I was done for. I could handle that. I was in heaven. I swear I came harder than I ever have, then seeing him come out of the shower, seeing that body, his beautiful body without a shirt on had me hard all over again. I waited until he fell asleep, then I went into his bathroom and had to take care of myself. I didn't want to wake him up again. I didn't want to push him away, make him feel like I was too needy when I had just gotten him."
Blaine read this and cried. He wished Bryce had woken him up. Blaine would have happily taken care of him. He had needed it to. Blaine reads through their first dates, the first time he had given Bryce a blowjob, the first time they had been intimate in the shower, coming so close to just taking him there with nothing but soap as lube, but he had deserved oh so much more for their first time together. Now more than ever, he was glad they had waited.
I made the mistake of pulling up Kurt's YouTube page today. I just wanted to see if he had put anything new there. I was in shock, because no, he didn't, but the next video that showed was from Blaine's page, he had created a page, and uploaded two videos of him singing songs that could have only been meant for Kurt. The only saving grace on that was that they were uploaded before we became a couple. I hope he is over it, him. I couldn't stand it if he isn't
Blaine just stares, so that is what he meant during the argument right before he left when he said he saw Blaine's videos. Blaine wonders now if Kurt had seen them too.
"I got a call this morning at 1 am, asking if I knew someone named Shey Alexander, when I mumbled yes still almost asleep a woman went on to tell me she was Matron Abbot, from The Ashford hospital in London, that they had a Shey Alexander in their hospital who had listed me as her emergency contact, asking if I knew her.
I sat bolt upright at this, waking Blaine up in the process. I said yes, I knew her. She went on to let me know Shey. MY Shey had been a passenger in a car that had been hit by a drunk driver. If I wanted to see her, I needed to get to Ashford hospital in London as quickly as possible. I sat there with tears running down my face, when Blaine saw me crying, he pulled me into his warm arms and held me the whole time I listened to the worst news of my life.
Blaine was so awesome I couldn't function couldn't think of what I needed to do. He took care of everything; he got up, reserved a flight for us landing at Heathrow in eight hours. Blaine packed himself a bag, and then helped me get dressed and then drove me to my apartment and packed me a bag as well, making sure to help me put on my special shirt, the one I always needed when I was nervous or upset. How he remembered I would need that I don't know, he just always seems to know what to do and thinks of everything. He double-checked that I had my passport, and we were on our way.
He held my hand the whole way, even though I had learned early on that he wasn't really big on PDA. He never let me go. He let me sleep and cry on his shoulder. When we landed, he got us a cab and got us to the hospital. Unfortunately, we got there thirty minutes too late. I lost her. I lost my sweet Shey. How am I supposed to survive this? Blaine just held me tight and let me cry it out.
My world then spun completely out of control when one of the nurses walked in with an infant, saying that she was Shey's daughter and that I was listed on the birth certificate as the father. I was advised that the baby had been in the car as well she had been checked out, and because she had been in a car seat at the time of the accident, she was unhurt.
They ask for her safety if I could please show them my passport to verify I really was Bryce Mitchell. They matched the name on the passport with the one on the birth certificate, and then someone from the hospital legal department said everything was in order. Then I was handed my passport back along with the baby and her birth certificate. I just stood there, staring not knowing what to do.
Blaine, sweet, perfect Blaine, took care of everything once again. He took the baby from me, gently placed her on his shoulder, before pulling me back into his arms again, and he just held me so tight he always makes me feel so safe.
I was advised the baby's name was Serene, and I had to laugh. When we had first met Me, and Shey had been on location for a film being shot about the Serengeti. She loved that name, the people, and the area. Shey always said that if she ever had a daughter, she would name her Serene. She had done it too, had that little girl, named her Serene, but she had just forgotten to tell me.
I had a million things running through my mind trying to figure out if she was mine or not. We had broken up just under a year ago, and Serene was three months old. She looked a lot like me. She was mine. I no longer had a doubt. Blaine once again was perfect. He worked with the US embassy to get her a passport. She had dual citizenship already, so we just had to wait two weeks for that before I could take her home. Thank god for Blaine knowing about kids. I am lost already.
Blaine asked me to marry him today. It wasn't some grand proposal like the one he had given Kurt. In the video, with Kurt, I could tell Blaine had put a lot of time and thought into it to make it special. I got "Let's get married Sere needs a family, she deserves to have two people who love her," but that's ok, unlike Kurt I won't walk away from him, we will get married, but, in the back of my mind I have to wonder if he would have asked, and would I have accepted if not for Sere.
We haven't been a couple that long, but he would really be a big help with her, he already was, it may not be love, but I really care about him, and he is a good man, I don't think I will do any better.
My feelings for him grow more and more every day. I agreed. We aren't having a big wedding we are going to get married while we are in London, we will simply go to the Magistrate's office, have the ceremony, while we are waiting for Sere's passport.
It is still so weird that she looks so much like Blaine. He could have been the father as much as me that will be good, though, it will make us even more connected. He wants to adopt her so we will be a true family, we talked about it. I think it will be good. I had always loved the name papa, so I am papa, and Blaine is daddy, can't get any more perfect than that.
Blaine talked to his parents today while I talked to mine, we let them know about Sere, and that we are going to get married tomorrow, they were all in shock, wondering if we were moving too fast, but they were happy for us. Both sets of parents were ecstatic at the thought of being grandparents. Too bad none of our family can be here for it, but we can always have some kind of ceremony later.
I asked my dad if it was bigamy if I married Blaine since I was still technically married to Jennifer. When I had told Blaine that we ended when we were 16 because of the pressure and separation, I left out the part where Jennifer and I had gotten married. Our parents signed for it when we found out she was pregnant. Losing the baby and me not being around is what caused the separation.
When I got older, I figured if I needed to later, I could worry about a divorce then. Dad says that since Jennifer was a girl, and Blaine, a man, it wasn't bigamy. I could marry him. I would be smart, though, to not say anything to Blaine about it. In that, I knew my dad was right. I wanted to marry Blaine, because I liked being with him and because he was so good with Sere. I don't want to mess things up with him by talking about something that wasn't important.
To me, I could legally marry him, and that is what I plan on doing…
Blaine just sat there in shock, staring at the journal, at those words, those stupid words written there. He wasn't married. He had never technically been married. He had wasted six months of his life on someone who wasn't worth it, between the two months they had dated and the four they were "married." How could Bryce have been so stupid to think just because Jennifer was a girl and Blaine a man, that them being married wasn't bigamy? How could he really have been that completely stupid? Blaine was so beyond pissed.
Blaine's dad was smart; he worked with a solicitor here in London, and they created a prenup for us, which was the smartest thing I could have done, that way, if Blaine gets pissed, he can't take me for everything I have.
Blaine just looked at this, rereading it, getting pissed off even more. That Bryce would think he would ever take advantage. Especially knowing he had more money than him anyway.
Yesterday morning we got married. It was nice, well, Blaine made it as nice as possible. I am still so sad after losing Shey, but I know I have to move forward, move on if not for myself then for my daughter.
We ate lunch and then spent the rest of the day playing tourist. He had been here four years ago with his parents and showed me several of the places he had loved. He even thought of buying a stroller for Sere. He is already a wonderful daddy for her. I feel like I have made the right decision in marrying him, well, until last night, that is.
Last night was our wedding night, I am not really sure what I expected, but it wasn't that for sure. I have really enjoyed everything me and Blaine have done up until last night. Looking back on the first time we did anything together. I have to laugh at how innocent I was when I asked is that all there was to sex between two men. He had given me a small laugh and sweetly said no, that I wasn't ready for anything more yet.
Everything we had done from there had been this sweet progression. Blaine was always thoughtful, kind, and patient with me, teaching me things, showing me love. He was perfect. Last night, however, we were a married couple, it was our wedding night. We stopped at a drug store, and he bought condoms and lube. I understood the condoms, I have been using them since the first time I had had sex, but the lube I didn't really understand. Now I do.
I didn't like it at all, it felt wrong, and how could he like doing that, it felt so unnatural. He enjoyed himself, I could tell by the noises he was making. He was gentle and took his time explaining to me the whole time what he was doing and why. He took a lot of time with what he called the prep, and then when he thought I was stretched (as he called it) enough, he climbed on top of me and entered me.
It hurt so bad, even though he went slow, it still hurt. How can anyone put themselves through something like that over and over, I have made a big mistake, I can't do this it just feels so unnatural.
He woke me up at 3 am this morning, wanting it again. He had me on my knees this time, entered me slower, I guess knowing I would be sore from last night, it was a little easier, but I still didn't like it. How do you tell your new husband you don't like having sex with him?
Blaine was in shock, Bryce had finally told him four days after they were married that he didn't like it, he didn't think he could do it again. Blaine had just assumed they would wait a while and try it again. Bryce had never told him it felt unnatural.
We have been married for six days, and everything is so perfect. Blaine is attentive to both me and Sere. He always seems to hear her cry before me at night, so he gets up and takes care of her and just lets me sleep. He is more amazing than I thought he was, he can make Sere stop crying simply by picking her up. I love watching him sing to her. He has the most amazing voice.
He is kind and caring and takes such good care of both of us. He is amazing, and I honestly think I am falling in love with my husband. I have to smile at that word, husband. He is so perfect. I know I made the right decision marrying him.
Oh hell, what have I done? He wanted it again last night. I thought maybe he was over it. We had gone back to the sweet stuff we had been doing up until we got married, but last night he said he wanted to try something else to see if I liked it any better. I finally had to be honest with him, let him know that I didn't really enjoy it.
Last night he decided that I would do what he called topping. I prepped him the way he had done to me. This would be his first time at this too. He had always topped every time. I got him prepped until he said he was ready, and then I entered him slowly, trying to be as gentle with him as he was with me. I started moving, and it did feel a little better that way, but I still didn't like it, he seemed to enjoy it a lot, judging by the moans he made, and the way he moved under me.
Once he went to sleep, I went to the bathroom and threw up. That whole thing was wrong, how can he like any part of that. How can he enjoy doing that so much? What in the hell have I done? I can't do this anymore.
Blaine just sat there and stared at what he just read, shaking his head, he had no idea Bryce had felt like that. He knew that he wasn't fond of it, but didn't know he had thrown up after, that Bryce had been that repulsed having sex with him. He had always tried to be caring and gentle.
Blaine and I have finally settled into our relationship. We both decided we needed a bigger apartment when we got home. We found this amazing two bedroom not far from where Cooper lives, which is good because I love that area. Blaine has spent so much time on the nursery for Sere. He is crazy about that little girl already. I wish I could say the same.
I feel nothing for her at all. I have never really wanted kids, always told anyone that asked that I would never have any. He just babies her. I am really just wishing I hadn't married him, but I knew that if I didn't, I would be dealing with this on my own. I couldn't put Shey's baby into the system, knowing how bad she had had it, so when Blaine asked, I jumped on it. I was stupid….
We have gone back to just doing the things we were doing before we got married and he seems ok with it. We are intimate more often since we are living together now, sometimes I really just want to roll over and go to sleep, but, since I am not really giving him all he wants, I feel I can lay there and take it. It usually feels good anyway, and he always makes sure to get me off.
Blaine sets up straight reading that again. Take it, take it, he just took it? What the hell. Most of the time, Blaine had only done things because it seemed like Bryce wanted to. There were many times he had done stuff when all HE wanted to do was roll over and go to sleep. He loved taking care of Sere, but taking care of an infant on your own can tire a person out quickly.
Bryce never really got into the co-parenting thing and was happy just to sit back and let Blaine get up several times a night, was happy to let Blaine change every single diaper, feed her every bottle. Blaine couldn't believe he had just read that, that Bryce had the nerve to write that.
We sat down and talked to a lawyer today, Blaine decided he wanted to update his will and add me as the beneficiary for all his accounts and his life insurance policy; he did have his parents listed. He also had it put in that Sere got ¼ of his net worth should something happen to him and the rest would come to me.
I have never seen so many zeros on a financial statement. I knew Blaine had money, but damn. I thought the prenup was a good thing for me, but now I know it was protecting Blaine, especially since in the state of California, I could almost wipe him out.
I went ahead and created a will leaving all my worldly goods to Blaine, knowing he would take care of Sere always.
How the hell did he win the people's choice award over me? I have been acting since I was fucking fourteen years old. He walked in off the street because of his stupid brother and stumbled on a good role. Because he sure as hell isn't an actor. I was upset when he got nominated with me for the same role, pissed off when he wouldn't refuse the nomination, but I would never have thought he would beat me out of it. I work hard at my craft, and he just plays at it. I don't understand at all, I mean WTF for real. If it weren't for me being his husband, he wouldn't get near the commercials he is oh so proud to do, he just doesn't fucking realize he is just riding on my coattails.
Blaine just sat there staring, riding on his coattails, playing at acting. Wow
Since the show has wrapped and we now have Sere, we decided that one of us would always stay home with her. If one of us was going to be on location with a project, the other would not do anything that would take them away from home. We would just keep it to local productions.
I got a call before he did, so I left out for Texas for a two-week shoot. I love it here, and to be honest, love the separation from him and her. How and when did my life start to suck this bad? I so regret him and her. I wish I could just walk away. I'm starting to really hate them both, but the good thing I can say about Blaine is that I have a built-in babysitter.
I could have been stuck dealing with that little brat on my own. I have started staying away from home more and more, staying away from him. He gets on my last nerve, I swear. I purposely pick fights with him, so I don't have to talk to him. I love to sit back and see just how many buttons I can push, just how far I can push him.
I so want to laugh. He isn't getting any, I have purposely stayed away and not letting him touch me to see how long it takes him to cheat, perfect reasons for a divorce, right? Plus, there was a clause in the prenup that said if he cheated on me, I got paid the amount I would have gotten if we made it for ten years.
So if I play my cards right, completely cut him off eventually, he will cheat. I am doing the same things he said Kurt did to him. I'm purposely ignoring his calls, not that I want to talk to him anyway, refusing to Skype with him. Let's see how far I can let this go, how quick I can make him cheat. I get my divorce and get paid for doing it.
If Blaine hadn't already started hating Bryce before the accident, before he read this, he would have now. All the fights they had, putting his life on hold. The months Blaine had sat at home when he could have been doing something to make himself happy with someone he loved. He knows he should have ended it sooner, but he was really trying to make them work
I ran into Jessica yesterday, our first day on the set, and man….. She was hotter than I remember. We did this kissing scene, and wow, we ended up back in my trailer, and I took her like a crazy man. We ended up doing it twice in my trailer, and then I took her to my room, and we did it all night long. I have so missed that, plowing into her. She had always enjoyed it rough, and I gave it to her hard.
The funny thing was that at one point, I rolled her over on her knees and entered her from behind. Luckily I had some lube with me, it sure as hell didn't feel like the time I took Blaine, I came harder than I ever had.
He cheated, Blaine thought we had been married a month and a half, and he cheated on me. His hatred for Bryce just grew more. He can't believe he had wasted four months of his life with him, Blaine wasn't hurt or really upset about the cheating itself, but the time he had spent in a marriage he had daily grown to hate. If he had known, he would have asked for a divorce sooner. The only thing that stopped him was Sere, trying to keep her family whole.
I have always managed to have a job lined up, so I don't have to go home to him or his daughter for more than a day at a time. I don't feel like she is mine. I feel no connection with him or her. I have talked to a lawyer and have decided to file for divorce and give him full custody. I also need to change my will leaving everything to my parents again. He has enough money, he sure as hell doesn't need mine. Once the divorce is final, I want no part of either one of them again. I wish I hadn't jumped into this marriage or whatever the hell you want to call this sham I am living.
Jessica and I are getting closer, even if she isn't in the particular project I am on, she always manages to be where I am. It caused a tricky situation for me last month, though. I had planned on going to her room when I was done on set, she came over and talked to me, and she left me horny as hell, I was so looking forward to screwing her brains out. I went to my motel room only to find Blaine there. He apparently had gotten tired of waiting on me to decide to come home, so he came to see me.
I had to go into the restroom to cancel Jessica, and when I came out, he had put Sere in her stroller, he wanted to talk. He just kept saying that he missed me at home, missed us spending time together, wasn't I ready to come home yet, didn't I miss us. He then started kissing me gently at first, rubbing his hands up and down my back, trying to be this loving husband
I could feel him starting to get turned on, and then he was kissing me deep and hard, pushing me back against the wall, thrusting his hips against me, kissing me on my neck the whole time. I can't believe I ever liked him doing that, ever felt anything, because now… I hated it, hated every second of it, almost as much as I was starting to hate him. I played my part, though, acted like I was into it like I wanted it.
He really seemed to enjoy himself, kept whispering "come for me baby" in my ear, I so just wanted to laugh at this, he slid his hand between me and the wall squeezing my ass, pulling my hips closer, increasing the pressure from his hips. He soon picked me up and carried me to the bed. I guess he didn't get the friction he wanted standing up, so he put me on the bed and was all over me.
He started humping me faster, he kept whispering come on baby cum for me, cum for me baby and then he was coming with almost a guttural scream, thank god it didn't take him long, probably since it had been a while since I had let him touch me, I have to almost laugh at that I am banging Jessica almost daily, and Blaine is sitting at home being a good little boy, with nothing but his own hand to hold him...
He did finish me off with a blowjob though he has always been amazing at that, so I was finally able to cum. He wanted to cuddle with me afterward, and I just wanted him to get the fuck off of me. I need to end this soon. I can't keep doing this.
I need to tell him I am not gay, that when he fucked me the two times he did and the one time he made me fuck him, it just creeped me out, the thought of him touching me makes my skin crawl. I know I am not gay. I don't even know what made me think I was. But I have been with Jessica for months, and as soon as I can get out of this hell they call marriage, I am going to move in with her, and have a normal life again, one that doesn't include a husband or a baby, now to figure out how to do that.
We had this massive fight before I left this time. He talked about us being intimate, "We haven't been intimate in two months" blah, blah, blah, why does he say intimate for. Call it what it is... sex. He tries to make it sound better than it is, like it is this loving thing. It isn't, I hate him even touching me, but so love teasing, making him think he was going to get lucky, I have been playing this game for two months, wonder how long I can push it, push him, until he finally cracks and cheats...
I try not to be with him any more than I have to. I am over him and her… I told him to go fuck Kurt. I can still see his face and just want to laugh.
I have two weeks to film in Morocco, two weeks away from them, two weeks I can just spend sinking into Jessica. Oh, this is going to be a wonderful two weeks ; -}
Blaine stared at the last entry in the book, the words according to the date had been written the morning of his accident. Blaine threw the journal across the room, his hate now complete. He had never hated anyone in his life, not even the guys that had beat him up after the Sadie Hawkins dance. But he hated Bryce, hated the time he had wasted on him. The only good thing that came out of his marriage that come to find out wasn't a marriage at all was Sere.
Blaine went over, picked up the journal. He would destroy it when he got home. He would never allow his daughter to read the words written. He didn't want her to know the kind of papa she had had. Thank god they had gotten the adoption process completed right after they got home from London, Sere was legally his.
Blaine walked up to the production assistant and let her know there was nothing of Bryce's he wanted from the trailer. She was free to let Jessica have free reign and take whatever she wanted. Blaine could tell from one glance the woman knew all about Jessica, which made him wonder how many other people on set did. Was it public knowledge that Bryce was cheating on his husband?
Blaine was finally able to get everything in order to get Bryce home, not that he can bring himself to care anymore, he had no feelings left for Bryce except pure hate. The only good thing that had come from that relationship was Sere, and he knew he would do it all again if it meant getting her. Blaine decided he would let Bryce's parents handle the funeral arrangement. He would pay for all the expenses but wanted nothing to do with anything else. He wouldn't be there, letting the paparazzi take pictures of the grieving husband.
Blaine went to see the Mitchells when he got back to California, not really caring that they were grieving the loss of their son, he was so beyond caring about their feelings, knowing they had had no concern for his. They had knowingly allowed Blaine and Bryce to get married, even though they knew Bryce wasn't free to do so. Blaine told them that as far as he was concerned, they were no longer Sere's grandparents. They would no longer have any part in her life. He went on to let them know about the long conversations he and Bryce had had about how the Mitchells had used Bryce's money as their own, almost making him beg for everything. He told them that Bryce had changed his will leaving everything to him. He got everything from Bryce's estate and that it would be passed on to Sere. As of now, they would no longer have access to any of Bryce's finances. They would have to learn to survive on their own. All income that had been being paid out to them would be ending.
Blaine knew he was being vindictive, knows he should have waited before saying what he did, but after everything he had read in Bryce's journal, knowing the Mitchell's had not only known but had pushed Bryce to keep his mouth shut, Blaine couldn't make himself care.
Once he walked away from the Mitchells, he went back to his apartment, packed a bag. He was going to his parents to pick up his girl. The minute Blaine got on the plane, he knew what he was going to do. He was going home, he just hoped it wasn't too late. Blaine pulled out his phone and made the most important call of his life.
"Kurt, it's Blaine can we talk….."
A/N: Ok, that will be the last update on this story this week. I need to try to update one of the other two I am working on. Thank you for reading and for the reviews.
