Chapter Six: Battlefield
Halloween was just around the corner. Kurt wasn't in the mood, but he was going to have a party. He had the room for it, and the gay community took Halloween very seriously. So he was going to do a party. He was unable to stop planning for it. Kurt didn't know if Blaine was going to get up the nerve to go or not. He hoped so. Kurt hoped that all of the people he'd invited would come. It was most of the town. Kurt was in the supermarket, getting some decorations. When he turned the corner he bumped into Blaine. Blaine was with his daughter, she was in a cart and gurgling away. Kurt swallowed hard, they hadn't seen each other since that night. It had been about a week or so. Kurt let in a sharp intake of breath. He wasn't sure he could handle this. Or even how to. Kurt wasn't sure what to think about that. He didn't know that he blamed Adam for not wanting to be with him. Kurt wasn't exactly a good catch right now. Blaine looked and smelled amazing. His long curls were straightened and in a braid. Kurt's blue eyes met Blaine's hazel eyes. Kurt felt all kinds of pain as their eyes met. He really wished that they could figure out how to do this. Be friends. Kurt knew that it wasn't going to happen. They were always going t feel this awkward.
This was priceless. Blaine adjusted the blanket wrapped around his daughter. Beth was sleeping. Blaine actually wished that she'd wake up soon, or she'd never sleep that night. Blaine pushed past Kurt with his cart. There was a grocery store on the reservation, but it was a Mom and Pop kind of place and really only had staples. Blaine didn't mind going to Wal-Mart for the rest. Blaine didn't want to talk to him. Blaine went down the aisle. His brother and sister-in-law were with him, too. Aimee was with Liv's parents though. Blaine looked down at Beth, who was looking around with her hazel eyes. They were wide with excitement. She was always happy. Blaine wasn't sure where her parents were, they'd disappeared as soon as they'd gotten in the store. Blaine didn't really mind, he would have to put up with the endless chatter about things that he had no interest in. Blaine hadn't been able to stop thinking about Kurt for a week. He had had wet dreams about him. Blaine was surprised about that. Especially since they'd never had sex before. Blaine had really wanted to get to that point with him. It had been especially hard for him since he'd wanted to lose his v card to Kurt. A lot. Blaine tried not to think about it, it would just lead to misery.
Olivia leaned into her husband, smiling. They were getting some margarita mix. Aimee was spending the night with her parents. She didn't know how they had gotten so lucky. They were going to order a pizza and watch a movie. She was really looking forward to it. They didn't get many nights with themselves often. She giggled as his hand slipped into the back pocket of her jeans. She caught a glimpse of Kurt up the aisle and she hoped that Blaine hadn't run into him. She wasn't as worried about him, but she didn't know what he was doing with Quinn. Olivia knew that Blaine was gay. They'd tried talking to him about it. "You want rum or vodka?" Olivia asked as they headed down the aisle to get the mix. Olivia was looking forward to being on the couch with him, just the two of them. They hadn't gotten to in awhile, and Olivia didn't even care if they had sex or not. She was just glad to have alone time. She was glad that they were here together. She noticed that Puck had noticed Kurt, too. "Blaine's… we have to talk to him." She said. Olivia's voice was quiet. The whole thing made her worry about him all the time. Olivia knew that Blaine had to work through all of this. She just wished that she knew how to help. It was the type of thing that was out of her hands. She hated things that were out of her hands. She knew that he did too.
Puck nodded. He kept his arm around her waist, pulling a bottle of raspberry margarita mix off the shelf. He was usually a Jack and Coke guy. This was for her. He didn't mind as long as they had strong rum in it. "You know Squirt won't talk until he's ready." Puck replied, sticking the bottle in the basket she was carrying. "I just don't know how he can do this to that poor girl. I mean, she really loves him. I can't believe that he even had sex with her. I know he was drunk… but still. It just seemed ridiculous." Puck had never even thought that Blaine would lose his virginity that way. But then, he hadn't expected Kurt to hurt him that way, either. He was surprised. And Blaine seemed to be in love with him. Puck didn't get that at all. It's not like they had it all figured out, Kurt and Blaine, that is, but it had to be dealt with. They couldn't just keep ignoring it. Puck knew that he still wanted to pound Hummel into the ground for hurting his brother. He hadn't, and he should get a medal. Puck pressed his nose into Liv's neck. "But let's not worry about it tonight, babe. It's all about us." It was about time, too. They hadn't had a proper 'date' night in a long time. Puck was planning on fucking her hard.
Kurt stood in the aisle, smarting from Blaine just walking past him. He didn't know if he was ever going to get rid of the pain. He couldn't believe that he'd hurt Blaine like that. It was still haunting him. He put the things he was getting in his cart and headed for checkout. He had to get out of here before he ran into Blaine ad his daughter again. Kurt didn't know how to do anything right now. It was going to have to change and he knew that. He just hadn't figured out how just yet. He didn't know what to do, and he had just joined the line when he caught the glance of Blaine's brother. Kurt honestly hadn't had that many conversations with him. He really didn't know what to do if Puck said something to him. Kurt didn't want to have to deal with him if he didn't have to. Kurt knew that one day would come the tongue lashing. Kurt knew that he truly did deserve it. Kurt didn't know how he would handle it when it did happen. Kurt stepped into the line, his blue eyes on Puck's hazel ones. Kurt kind of stood there frozen for a second, he hadn't seen him in awhile and it was up in the air as to what would happen. A long pause sat between them. Puck glared at him, and his jaw flexed. Kurt swallowed hard but did not look away. He met Puck's eye head on. He wanted him to know that he was serious about all of this.
Before a word could be said, a blonde boy and his husband bumped into them. Jeff Sterling-Duval's face broke into a grin. "Kurt!" He said. They hadn't seen him since college. Jeff wasn't the type to catch onto awkward situations, and he leaned forward to hug Kurt. Jeff did so one handed, his free hand was in his husband Nick's. Jeff was beaming from ear to ear, and he battled with his excitement. "I am so glad to see you. We're having a baby and I would love to get your opinion on baby stuff for the nursery." Jeff and Nick had wanted to ask Kurt to go to the wedding but hadn't had his address to send him an invitation. Jeff had really wanted him there. It had been disappointing that he wasn't. Jeff and Nick had just moved to Raleigh, and he was glad to find that Kurt was here. Jeff was bubbly and outgoing, and he had been one of the first boys at Dalton Academy to be nice to Kurt when he transferred to get away from a bully. Jeff hadn't been out at the time, and he'd been amazed by Kurt's ability to be who he was. Jeff had had his feelings for Nick and had been afraid to speak up about them. He was someone who looked up to Kurt so much. He hoped that Kurt was happy.
Kurt was surprised by the sight of his old classmates and he forgot Puck was there. Kurt did manage to smile at them. He hadn't seen them in awhile. "Hey, guys. I'm so glad to see you." He gushed, giving them both hugs. He couldn't believe that they were both here. "I can't believe that you're here!" Kurt aid, and his eyes lit up when he saw the wedding rings. "You guys are married! Oh, that's great!" Kurt was wondering why he hadn't been invited, but he had moved, and when he was with Trip, he hadn't exactly done a lot of things. They hadn't always agreed on whether Kurt's things were good enough to go to. It was one of the reasons Kurt was glad to be rid of him. Kurt was so happy for them, though. They had been his best friends at Dalton. Kurt wouldn't have made it through Dalton without them. He hadn't graduated from there, but he'd been there for awhile. Kurt had even joined the Warblers, although it hadn't been the same as the New Directions at McKinley. Kurt had missed his friends. And his brother. He felt a pang at the thought of Finn. He missed him still, so much. Kurt really hoped that Jeff and Nick wouldn't ask about him. Kurt didn't want to explain. Especially while he had Puck glaring at him. Oh yeah….
Puck set his jaw, and kissed his wife's cheek. "Hold on, babe." He said, his gold wedding ring catching the store light. The ring on Olivia's finger also caught the light, she had a blue sapphire on hers. Olivia wasn't a jewelry girl. He stepped up to Kurt, ignoring the two guys who were obviously married, and said, "Hey, so, you've been aching for a beating for a year and a half." Puck said, he really had to get his point across. "I am going to show you what happens to people who date my baby brother and then dump him."
"Noah." Olivia said, stepping closer. She didn't want him being in a holding cell all night long to be the end of their night. It was date night. "Now is not the time to give Kurt's beat down to him. I am not spending the night in jail trying to bail you out. It is date night." Olivia told her husband, shaking her head as firmly as she could at him. Her next words were loud enough for Kurt to hear. "He does deserve this for what he did, but you aren't ruining date night, Noah Elijah Puckerman." She told him, her blue eyes still on him.
"Excuse me?" Jeff asked. They couldn't really be talking about Kurt, could they? Kurt wasn't that kind of guy. Jeff ignored the pleading look that Kurt was giving him and the one of disbelief that Puck was giving him. Was that his name? Jeff didn't want to, but if he had to, he'd protect Kurt. "What are you talking about? Kurt wouldn't ever hurt anyone like that." Jeff said firmly. He also ignored his husband's tapping on his arms. Jeff wasn't afraid of the other man. "Plus, the grocery store is not the place to start this fight." Jeff kept his eyes on the other man firmly.
Flexing his strong arm, Puck's eyes widened. He didn't advance on them, as his wife Olivia was still holding onto his arm, but he still looked menacing. Puck wanted Kurt and his "bouncers" that to know that he knew this was a serious situation. "Kurt, you are safe today, sir, but this beat down is coming. You can't run from it no matter how much you think you can." He said, growling a little. Kurt recoiled a little but not a lot. This was the worst. Puck hated that they had to even be in this position in the first place. Puck was stopped by Blaine and Beth. Puck growled, but kept himself from moving at the sight of his niece.
"Noah, this isn't Sons of Anarchy!" Blaine said, glaring at all of them. "Or Shameless. You are not Jax Teller." Blaine didn't know how this had started, but he was ending it. "You aren't going to fight. We are going to drop things. Just leave it." Blaine set his hazel eyes on Puck, glaring. He didn't even glance Kurt's way. He didn't want to see him. Blaine let Olivia take the cart. Beth watched them curiously. Blaine's curls fell in his eyes, out of his braid. He didn't brush them back. "I appreciate what you want to do, but this is making it worse!" Blaine really couldn't stop Puck if he chose to fight Kurt, because Puck was bigger and stronger than him, but he really didn't want it to come to that. Blaine honestly wished that the whole mess could just be behind them. Blaine didn't want to have to think about any of it. "I am done with Kurt. I am done with the whole situation. You're going to get everyone talking about it again. I am tired of everyone talking about my life. I know that they all took my side, but it doesn't matter. It's none of their business. Kurt broke my heart, and it was already broken. It might not ever be mended."
All of them kind of stood there, slack jawed for a minute. None of them had heard Blaine erupt like that before. Puck felt his heart break into a million pieces as he looked at his baby brother. He wanted to take away all of Blaine's pain and couldn't. He hated this. Puck really felt bad for making him upset. Puck didn't even glance Kurt's way as he looked at Blaine. His throat caught as he said, "Blaine, I'm sorry. I won't do anything if you don't want me to." Puck really didn't know what to say. It was one of the worst situations. Puck really felt bad. He said, "Let's go, Blaine. You're right, okay?" He pushed the cart to the line, and Olivia shared an apologetic look with Kurt's friends, who honestly didn't have anything to be sorry for. Puck glared at the cashier, who looked like she was going to say something. Puck ran a hand over his shaved head as he pulled out his worn wallet. Blaine was quiet as he pulled out money for his half. Puck hated to see him so dejected. He was killing himself for making him so upset. Sometimes Puck just acted without thinking. He didn't know if he could stop that. Although, he knew that it wasn't always a bad thing. Sometimes it worked out in a good way. As they went outside, Puck said, "I'm sorry, Blaine. Really."
"Just drop it, Noah." Blaine said. He only ever called him that when he was angry with him. So Puck should know that he was serious. Blaine pulled his curls out of his braid and ponytailed them. He was tired of the whole thing. It was exhausting. Blaine knew that he had to break up with Quinn, though. He wasn't straight. Blaine didn't regret sleeping with her, since it had brought him Beth, but they didn't work together. Blaine hated to hurt her though. Blaine knew that they would have to figure something out when it came to Beth. He lifted her out of the cart, marveling again at how soft she was. Blaine looked down at her smiling face, she loved him. Blaine loved her hazel eyes. She looked so much like Quinn. Blaine thought Quinn was beautiful. Maybe the most beautiful girl he'd ever seen, besides Livvy. Blaine thought Puck had really hit the jackpot with her. She loved him with her whole heart, too. Blaine thought that when you looked at Puck and Olivia, you were looking at love. Blaine thought that maybe that's why he'd fallen so hard for Kurt. He had thought that would be his great love like theirs.
The house was so empty when Kurt got home. He hated it. He missed Blaine so much it hurt right now. Kurt put his groceries away. Jeff and Nick were on their way with supper. Kurt was really glad about that. He was. He didn't want to be alone right now. Kurt changed into something less fancy, and got out some paper plates. He didn't know what they were bringing, but he hoped it was something really fattening. Kurt really had to put on some weight. He'd lost a lot. His clothes barely fit. Kurt didn't know how that had happened. He just hadn't been hungry. Every time he went to his parents', they stuffed him full of food. Kurt dropped onto the couch, and flipped on the tv. It landed on American Chopper, and his eyes filled with tears. He could smell Finn's cologne. Kurt missed him so much. He changed the channel. He couldn't watch it right now. After what had happened at the grocery store. Kurt was aching for Blaine so much. He still felt so guilty about hurting him. He had confided in Jeff and Nick. They had been very surprised. Kurt was grateful that they hadn't told him he was a horrible person. They both had told him that they understood why he had been so upset. They'd known Finn, too.
He didn't have to wait very long for them. They brought fried chicken. Kurt had to admit, he loved fried chicken. He got out some wine and poured it in some glasses. "I'm so glad that I ran into you both." Kurt would never have gotten through Dalton without them. It was nice to have them together together. That must have been great to see. "So, tell me about your baby, you guys." Kurt said, as they tore into the chicken. Kurt was ravenous. He was so excited to help them plan for the nursery. Kurt longed to have kids of his own, too. It might not ever happen. Kurt wasn't sure that he'd ever find someone like Blaine. He didn't think he'd ever get over him. He took another bite of his chicken. This was heaven. Kurt was planning on getting wasted tonight. Kurt had been drinking a lot of wine lately. He knew that was bad, too. He didn't want to end up being an alcoholic. "You two will make great dads."
Nick honestly didn't know what to say to help Kurt feel better. He could tell that he was still broken up. That was incredibly hard to watch. Nick went with Kurt's change of subject. "We're having a girl. Jeffie and I can't agree on a name. But we did agree that you should be the one to help us decorate the nursery." Nick gave Jeff a playful shove. They had always been close. Nick couldn't imagine being with anyone else. They just flowed together. It had been hard for him to come out at first, but Nick knew that it had been the right thing to do. It was meant to be.
"Yes, I am so excited to help." Kurt agreed, smiling a half smile at them. It would be fun. It would be a good distraction. Kurt needed that right now. "Do you have a scheme in mind? Or do I get to go with it?" Kurt asked, a gleam in his eye. Kurt really loved to decorate. It had been snatched out of his hands to help Blaine, and he didn't know if he would ever not be able to see the schemes he had in mind for it. It had been his special project. Kurt longed to see what Blaine had gone with instead. It haunted him sometimes. But everything about Blaine haunted him. Kurt didn't know how to stop that.
Jeff watched Kurt as he spoke. He looked gaunt he was so skinny. Jeff hated that. He wished that he could help with that. Jeff knew that helping decorate would help with that. Kurt loved stuff like that. "You can go nuts, whatever you want to do." Jeff said, smiling at him. He was doing his best to be jovial. He knew that Kurt didn't want to talk about this situation. Jeff didn't blame him at all. It wasn't exactly an easy thing to go through. Jeff thought that Blaine was adorable, that mocha skin was so gorgeous. Jeff was a happily married man, but he was handsome. Jeff didn't know that he blamed Kurt for being the one to end things. He'd lost Finn, and he'd been so young. Jeff didn't know how Kurt had made it through that. He didn't have a family like Kurt did. His family was all locked doors and secrets. Jeff was so glad that he had Nick's family to count on. He didn't know how Kurt would ever completely heal. Jeff really wished that life was simpler. It would make things easier. "We're looking forward to your ideas." Jeff said, getting some more of the wine.
The doorbell sounded. Kurt was honestly surprised. He didn't know who that could be. Kurt got up to go get it. It was Quinn Fabray. Kurt didn't really know what to say to her. Mostly because he wasn't sure why she looked so upset. She had Blaine, and Beth. Kurt didn't even say hello. He didn't think that such niceties needed to be observed. "What are you doing here, Quinn?" He finally asked. Kurt really hoped that there wasn't about to be a big row. "Do you want to come in?"He asked, unable to help himself. Polite to the core.
"Blaine just broke up with me." Quinn snapped as she walked inside. She didn't know how that had happened. Quinn wasn't one to just take things lying down. And she had decided that this was Kurt's fault. Quinn couldn't believe that Blaine had used her like that. She didn't know how Blaine had even stayed with her if he was supposedly gay. "Do you know why? Because he said he's gay, and he always knew in his heart, and that he shouldn't have been with me. He told me that he is so sorry. What did you say to him?" She demanded to know. Quinn was so angry she could spit fire. Quinn didn't know what to do.
His eyes widened off his head just about. Kurt didn't know what he was supposed to say to that. It gave him a glimmer of hope, though. If Blaine had broken up with Quinn, then that meant the door could be open. Even if it was a small glimmer. "I am sorry Quinn. But that isn't my fault. I wasn't dating you. It is something that no one should have to go through. It is just something that you will have to deal with. You can't change Blaine if he's gay." It was true, but Kurt knew that Quinn wouldn't want to accept that.
"Are you serious right now?" Quinn asked, her eyes widening too. She really didn't know how he could say that. "It's like you dating someone who turns out to be straight." Quinn said, but even then she wasn't sure that that was the same. She herself had had thoughts in the past about girls. She just hadn't let herself go there. Not that they'd ever gone away. Quinn definitely still had feelings for girls. She really did love Blaine, though. She had been so glad that Blaine had liked her. They had been incredibly drunk, though. So it wasn't like they'd had some Bronte love or anything.
"Quinn, I am serious. There's nothing that you can do if Blaine's gay. It is truly an awful thing to happen to you. I can't sympathize since I've never been through it. But it's not my fault. I didn't sleep with you and then date you. That was Blaine. I had nothing to do with that." He supposed if she wanted to get bitchy, she could say that he was the one who had devastated Blaine and made him want to swear off men. Kurt really hoped that she wouldn't go there. He didn't want to have to talk about that with Quinn. Mostly because he still felt really guilty.
As Quinn geared up to reply, Jeff and Nick had come to see what the commotion was. Quinn didn't even look over at them. It wasn't on her radar. Quinn looked at Kurt. "You have got to be kidding. You're the one who broke his heart in the first place." She snapped. She wasn't at all caring what he thought about the whole thing. She just needed to yell. Blaine was her child's father, despite everything. She couldn't just unload on him. Quinn didn't want to deal with yelling at Blaine. He'd been so upset when he'd told her that he couldn't be with her. Quinn didn't care about Kurt at all, so she could be honest.
"Are you kidding me?! What is with this town?" Jeff asked, before his husband could stop him. "You can't talk to Kurt this way! Do you know what he had to go through? I'm not saying that he treated Blaine well, but he had a lot that he was going through." Jeff could hardly believe this. It was the South, they were polite here. "It is not his fault that Blaine broke up with you." Jeff said, his voice stern. "You need to leave." He told her, and he completely meant it. He was going to defend Kurt no matter what.
Kurt looked at her. "You can leave now." He wasn't going to keep discussing this with her. They had nothing else to say to each other. Kurt didn't know how she had even come out here in the first place. He guessed that she just needed someone to yell at. He went to open the door, so that she would leave. Kurt didn't know if she would actually go, but he hoped so. Kurt didn't really know how to feel about any of this other than the small amount of hope that he had. Kurt didn't want to give up that small hope. It was all he had right now. He just couldn't give that up.
Meanwhile, Blaine was lying on the couch, staring at Beth's things. They had agreed or now that Beth would go with Quinn, but with Quinn's erratic nurse hours, she'd spend more time with Blaine. Olivia had agreed to watch her during the day. When he was working. Blaine was just hoping that they wouldn't have to argue about Beth's custody arrangements. He knew that Quinn loved Beth. But she seemed to be more into her job. There wasn't anything wrong with that. Blaine might get to see her more, and that was the important thing. Blaine was watching something stupid on television. He didn't know what to feel about anything right now. He wasn't in love with her like he should be. Blaine felt more secure in being gay now that he had been in a relationship with a woman. Blaine knew it wasn't really fair of him to be in one, any relationship, very well. He didn't have a very good mentality right now. Blaine wasn't sure that he could be in another relationship ever again. He thought that he was still too hurt from being with Kurt. And it had been over a year. Blaine knew it was because he hadn't been over him before he'd started dating Quinn. Or rather, before he'd slept with her. Blaine knew that had been a mistake.
"Blaine, sweetie?" Came his sister in law's voice. She stepped into the living room. Olivia was carrying a lasagna, and some garlic bread. Since he had gotten his own place, he didn't over to their place as often. Mostly because of Quinn. Olivia was sure that the other girl didn't really like them, she just tolerated them for Blaine. Olivia wasn't sure that she liked the other girl. And she was a friendly person. It was just hard to like her. She wasn't a very open person. Olivia put the food in the oven to reheat. "I brought you some food. And you're going to eat it. You are entirely too thin." He looked at her, rolling his eyes. Olivia didn't want to argue about it. "You are not going to use this breakup as an excuse to not eat." Olivia hoped that he wouldn't. She wasn't going to let him, and his place being on the same land was helpful. She was sure that Blaine wasn't doing so well. "Are you okay, Blaine? We have been worried about you." Olivia knew that he had done the right thing, but it still couldn't be easy. It had to be incredibly hard. Olivia didn't even pretend to know how Blaine felt about anything. She didn't know how he dealt with anything on a daily basis.
"Livvy." Blaine said, as a warning. He didn't know what to say about her question. Blaine couldn't decide how he felt about anything right now. He ran a hand through his curls. "Hey, would you cut my hair?" He asked. Suddenly, it was too long and he needed it gone. Blaine didn't mind if it had some length, but it was just too long. He got up, fishing out some scissors. "Please, Liv." He said. He couldn't explain why he needed it gone, so he hoped that she wouldn't ask him why. Blaine got a blanket to put on the floor, to catch the hair. He tucked some of the curls behind his ear. "I just.. I need it gone."
Olivia nodded, and they went into the kitchen. He sat down, and she got his hair wet. Olivia didn't ask him why, sometimes you just had to have a change. And this wasn't a bad one, one that he shouldn't make. Olivia ran a brush through it, although carefully. Blaine's curls could be hard to handle on occasion. She then started to cut. She wasn't a perfect stylist, but it would look okay. And he could always get it touched up. Blaine's eyes closed automatically, he liked when his hair was played with. Olivia's fingers moved through his curls, debating how short to go. She didn't know if he'd want it too short after growing it this long for years.
Blaine just enjoyed the hair falling off him. He didn't think that he would end up regretting this. This was a good decision. "You can leave some length, I just need as much of it gone as possible." Blaine said, not opening his eyes. Blaine smelled the food, and he had to admit, it smelled great. Blaine's stomach growled a little. Olivia gave him a shove. "I know, you were right." He said, rolling his eyes as he opened them. Blaine wondered if he could tell Olivia all of his feelings, what exactly had been said in the breakup. Quinn had been so hurt. Blaine didn't blame her. He shouldn't have taken so long to break up with her. They had been a good couple, but Blaine shouldn't have slept with her in the first place. Even if he didn't regret Beth. Beth was the one thing in his life he didn't regret. Blaine was already starting to feel lighter. Blaine cleared his throat. "Um, Liv, can I talk to you?" He asked, even though he knew he could. "Do you ever think that maybe Quinn will be able to forgive me one day? I know that being with her was the wrong thing. I don't blame her for being mad. I just.. we have a child together. We have to get along for Beth."
The problem was, answer it honestly or not? Olivia really wasn't sure. She thought that Quinn could get along with him for Beth, but as far as anything beyond that, she wasn't sure. "Blaine, you shouldn't expect too much right away. She's still really hurt, I imagine, and you shouldn't expect her to come around just yet. You don't really know what it's like to be a woman and have your fiancé break up with you because they're gay. Especially when you have a child together. It's a big deal, Blaine. And it doesn't mean that she's bigoted against gays, either." Olivia said, as curls fell to the floor. It was already looking a little bushy, now that it was shorter. Olivia added, "But I am sure that one day when she's not feeling so hurt she'll come around. You just have to be patient. Are you regretting it? Because, Blaine, it was the right decision. If you're gay, then you can't be with her. It's not good to deny who you are." Olivia said, as she concentrated on framing Blaine's curls around his face. He had beautiful hair, and always had. Olivia stepped in front of him to see if it was even and looked okay. Then she went back to work. Olivia was almost done. It was already looking great, if she said so herself. Olivia was glad that Blaine was making a change if it was what he wanted.
Blaine said, "I'm not regretting it. It was the right thing to do. I was only going to hurt her more in the long run. Better now than later." Blaine added. It was true. Blaine was glad to be who he was. He couldn't stop thinking about Kurt, either. He knew that was a bad idea. Blaine shouldn't give him another chance. He was just going to get hurt again. Blaine didn't want to go through that again. It had been so hard. Blaine couldn't do that again. "Liv, I can't get Kurt off my mind. I… how can I stop that? I don't want him back. That would be an incredible mistake. I'll just get hurt again." Blaine said, letting out a sigh. He didn't know how to stop, and he wished that he did. Blaine's head felt lighter, and he was glad that he'd done this. Blaine's head moved as Olivia finished. "I'm going to go and get it, see how I want to style it." Blaine left the room, and he was glad, maybe he wouldn't have to see what his sister-in-law said. Blaine wasn't sure that he wanted to know if he was being wrong. It was easier to think that he could be right. Blaine opened up the gel to spread some on his hair. He sighed. Life was way too messy.
Quinn let herself in the club. It was karaoke night. She had let Blaine have Beth. She needed a night out. She was meeting a girl from work, Santana Lopez. The girl was bringing her girlfriend, Brittany. Quinn wasn't sure she liked the girlfriend yet. She was trying to. She wasn't normally a fan of people, they were trying and gave her headaches. Quinn heard that Santana was also bringing this girl that worked with Brittany at the middle school. Quinn wasn't sure how that would go. She caught sight of Santana and Brittany and headed over to their table. Quinn took a deep breath. She could do this, she needed to. She'd been broken up for a week. Time to let loose a little. Quinn joined them, after she'd gotten a huge margarita. He sat down, and looked up at the stage. Some girl was butchering a Cher song. Quinn took a long sip before she said anything. "So, where's this girl that you said is coming?" Quinn asked, tucking some of her hair behind her ear. She hadn't been here before, mostly because it was Raleigh's only gay club. Quinn had always denied that part of herself. Quinn was still planning to. She couldn't let that out. She wasn't going to go to heaven if she married a girl. Quinn had been raised religious. Not that she still did church regularly. She didn't.
"She's coming." Santana replied dismissively. Santana had been surprised that she'd gotten Quinn to agree to come. But she was glad that she had. Quinn needed to let her gay out. Santana knew that she was, she so could tell. She had good gaydar. Santana wasn't sure how it would happen, because the blonde was pretty tightly wound. Santana didn't really know why. But she was a good friend. They fought on occasion, but there was a reason for that. Santana ran a hand through her long black hair. She was drinking a Jack and Coke, none of that fruity stuff for her. Santana looked at Quinn, who wasn't really dressed right for a club, she was dressed more for church. She was wearing a floaty skirt and a soft black top. That wasn't going to get her any tail. Santana didn't really think that Quinn was really trying to catch any tail in here. Santana was sure that she wasn't. Santana had met Brittany here. They'd slept together for months before it was a relationship. It had taken Santana awhile before she'd been able to commit. Santana still wasn't sure that it was for her, but she did love Brittany. She was incredibly hot. That helped.
A few cocktails later, Quinn had herself on the list. She was starting to sing The One That Got Away when Rachel stepped inside. She'd gotten caught up on lesson plans and had lost track of time. Rachel looked up at the stage. That voice… it was mesmerizing. Rachel tucked some of her long brown hair behind her ear. Rachel had never heard anyone sing like that. She just stood there, listening with goosebumps all over her body. Plus, the girl was the most beautiful girl that she had ever seen. Rachel went to get a drink only when she was finished. Rachel was pleasantly surprised to find that the blonde girl was at the table she was joining. She almost hadn't come tonight. But she knew that if she didn't, the Latina would give her hell. Rachel hadn't wanted to deal with that. She listened as Santana explained who Quinn was. She nodded, and stumbled all over her words as she talked to her. Rachel got lost in those hazel eyes, and could barely follow the conversation. She stared at her no matter who was talking, just taken by her beauty. Rachel didn't know why she was so fascinated. She was still getting over Finn, and she wasn't into girls like that. Not that she was opposed to it. Rachel just didn't want to count something out right away. And Quinn seemed to be just as into her.
It wasn't long before they were fucking in the bathroom. Rachel and Quinn were kissing feverishly, and Quinn's skirt was pushed up around her waist. Rachel's fingers were slipping in the wetness of Quinn's sex. Quinn's underwear had been hastily cast aside. Rachel kissed her with reckless abandon. It was like they'd never kiss anyone ever again. Rachel was so turned on, she was sure her underwear was ruined. Rachel could hardly believe that she was really doing this. Rachel had been trying to try all kinds of things since Finn had passed. Rachel sucked on Quinn's collarbone, and she groaned underneath her. Rachel's fingers rubbed over the knot that was Quinn's clit. She liked that she had gotten so turned on for her. Rachel moaned as she moved to kiss her lips again. There was a lot of tongue wrestling. Rachel had to admit, her body was on fire. Quinn's left hand pulled Rachel's miniskirt up, and she pressed her fingers on the outside of Rachel's wet panties. A groan left Rachel's mouth. That felt duhmazing. That's a word that you came up with when something was so amazing that all you could say was 'duh'. Rachel's knee rubbed up against Quinn's sex, and she came.
Quinn reached up and groped Rachel's breast through her top with her free hand. Rachel was about to come, too. Hard and fast. That's what it was all about. Quinn watched as Rachel knelt to lick Quinn clean. She arched an eyebrow, and almost came again. Quinn was glad that she didn't come. More cleaning up would be required. The she slid her panties back up. She was sure that Rachel's was ruined. Quinn switched them, putting Rachel up on the counter. Rachel was so wet it was insane. Quinn pulled her ruined panties and tossed them aside. She licked on the outside of Rachel's sex, and then she slipped a finger inside as she sucked and licked. It wasn't long before Rachel was coming, too. Quinn as glad that she had gotten Rachel to come, too. Quinn stood, licking Rachel's taste off her lips. Quinn wondered if they were going to talk about it. She wasn't sure if it was a good idea. She didn't want to look at it too hard. Especially since she wasn't sure how it had happened, exactly. Quinn tucked some of her blonde hair behind her ear. She didn't really even think how to begin. Quinn finally said, "So, um, what was that? Was it just sex? Are we dating now?" Quinn really wasn't sure what she wanted Rachel to say.
Rachel tossed away her underwear. She looked at Quinn, really not sure what to say. Rachel felt like she had done this and could cross it off her bucket list. That was the important thing. Rachel tucked some of her brown hair behind her ear. "Please, I don't want to talk about this. It was….. it was just sex." Rachel said. She backed up. "I'm…. I'm sorry." Rachel left the bathroom. Rachel wondered if she should even say goodbye to Santana and Brittany. She decided it didn't matter and left, going out to her car. Rachel had to go get Haili from Burt and Carole's. She wished her dads lived closer. Rachel knew that they'd never leave Lima. But she supposed that was okay. Rachel had a place to go and visit. Plus, it was where she had met Finn. She could go back and see all of the places that they had used to go to. Rachel climbed into her car, and as soon as the door closed, she started to cry. Rachel knew that it had been over a year, and she had to start getting over Finn. Honestly, she was doing a lot better. Considering where she had been. Rachel calmed down, and started up the car. Maybe she could see if Burt and Carole would mind watching Haili all night.
A week later, Halloween party was going on at Kurt's. It was actually not too bad. Kurt was dressed as Katy Perry. He wasn't normally into the dressing in drag thing, but Halloween was a good excuse. Kurt was circulating, when he saw Adam. He hadn't expected him to be here. Kurt was sort of glad to see him. Even though he knew that Adam should be incredibly pissed at him. Kurt knew that. He went across to him. "Oh, hey, Adam." He said, looking at him with a raised, surprised eyebrow. He waved at some of the nurses who'd come. It was a very kind of Grey's Anatomy vibe going on. Kurt loved that, actually. He loved that show. He didn't really know if Adam would start talking or not, so he chose to say more. "Look, Adam, I know that I was a true asshole to you. I know that. And I understand why if you don't want to mend fences. I really would be surprised if you said that you did want to mend fences." Kurt didn't really know what else there was to say. But Kurt had at least tried. "I just… I'm not ready for something that could be called a relationship." Kurt said, and almost couldn't continue when he saw Blaine come into the party with someone dressed like Megan Fox from Transformers. Kurt knew this was the sister-in-law, at least. He turned back to Adam.
Blaine and Olivia arrived solo. Puck had chosen to stay at home with Aimee. Plus, they knew that he wasn't invited. They were all down with that. Blaine watched as Olivia headed for Rachel to talk. Blaine was dressed as Sherlock Holmes, the RDJ version. He then caught a glance at Kurt, who was talking to that Crawford guy. That threw him. Blaine had only come to this party with the express purpose of getting him back. Even if it was a really dumb idea. Blaine, his pipe in his mouth, (it was just a prop) headed across the room. "Hey, boys." He said, sliding his arm around Kurt's shoulders. Kurt looked at him askance. "Yo, Doctor Who. Get lost." He said. And he knew that that was so nuts. This whole thing was so bizarre. Blaine was fully aware that he might already be too drunk for this. He just hoped that they could work things out, provided that Doctor Who left them alone. "I need to talk to Kurt, in private." Blaine almost called him 'Ms Perry'. But he didn't. He wasn't joking and they both needed to know that. "You had your shot and it's gone now, Doctor."
"Would you stop calling me that?" Adam asked crossly. Kurt gave him an apologetic look. "Also, I am not stupid enough to date Kurt right now. He still has feelings for you." Adam replied. He then turned to look at Kurt. "This aside, of course, I am willing to try and be friends, Kurt. Really." Adam said, sharing at look with Kurt. "You can find me later, there's some of the nurses I should talk to." Adam said, leaning out and busing Kurt's cheek before he headed down the hall.
This is when Kurt whirled on Blaine. "What the hell are you doing, Blaine? You told me that you didn't want to be with me anymore. The entire town has been treating me like a leper. I fail to see how this is helping anything. You had no right to go and tell Adam to get lost." Kurt couldn't believe this, that he was actually getting angry. But it didn't really matter, he was. "You need to decide, Blaine. Be with me and forgive me, or just let me go. Because I don't think that even with what I did to you, there's no excuse for your behavior. I deserve honesty and acceptance. It's over, Blaine, if you aren't going to be with me, then we're done."
That stumped Blaine, and Kurt walked away. Did he want to be with Kurt? Blaine wished he could say more to stop him from walking away.
Author's note: Hope ya'll liked! More angst before the end is near, I must say. I hope ya'll are still hanging in. There will be more Faberry. Anyway, love it or not, tell me what you think! XD. This could have been longer, I know.