So once again I'm procrastinating so I thought I would try to write something for this story that I sadly abandoned 8 years ago. That's so crazy to think about but here goes nothing.
Kurt opened his eyes to meet Blaine's stare.
"Kurt, we both know that I didn't want to leave. I wanted to stay here with my best friend." Blaine said softly, followed by a sigh.
Blaine turned away and looked up at the ceiling, as if that would help him get the words out.
"I wanted to stay and be with you, Kurt. That's one thing I've always known." Blaine admitted. "But so did my parents. You know that they had plans for me and they made sure that they were followed through."
Kurt let out a scoffed laugh. Of course, it was them. Blaine's parents always hated that Blaine and him spent so much time together. They took any reason to call Blaine back home during their playdates. It made so much sense that they would stoop so low and take Blaine from him for good by moving.
"That doesn't change anything. You could have come back but you never did. You could have tried something, Blaine." Kurt said firmly. He was tired of it all. The hurting, excuses and all the lies. "You could have done anything. Call, send a letter, or even send a carrier pigeon if that was the only way. I needed you, Blaine. And you just left me." He stood up and walked towards his room. He stopped before he left the room, his back facing Blaine. As if he was waiting for Blaine to say anything that would show he cared for him as much as Kurt cared for him.
"I did." Blaine whispered, feeling very small after Kurt's outburst. He could feel tears fill his eyes from Kurt's words. "I tried to get to you but they took every measure to make sure that I couldn't succeed."
Blaine walked closer to him slowly, ensuring not to scare him. He placed his hand on Kurt's shoulder hesitantly. "I needed you too, Kurt. Don't think for one second that I didn't."
Kurt turned around to face him, letting Blaine's arm fall back to his side. He kept his gaze down, avoiding eye contact. "How would I know that if you just left my life without saying goodbye? How am I supposed to magically know that you did? It's been years, Blaine. We're different people. Just because I needed you then, doesn't mean I need you know. I've done perfectly fine so far. Look, I'm still breathing." He grabbed Blaine's hand and placed it over his heart. "I'm still alive."
Blaine felt his tears fall, the guilt taking over him. Kurt was right, he didn't try as hard as he could to get back to him."It's different, Kurt. Staying alive is not the same thing as living."
Well, I feel like this is a different plot than I had originally written but it's something. If you did read this, thank you! I want to get back into writing because I did enjoy it. I promise the next chapter will be up soon, definitely less than 8 years.