Chapter 28- The Break-Up


"I was with someone."

Kurt's world stopped spinning right there and then.

"What did you just say to me?"

Blaine's face fell even more. "Don't make me say it again, please."

Kurt folded his arms. "Well I need to hear it again."

Blaine sighed. "I was with someone."

"Oh, give me some specifics, Blaine. I understand your meaning, but you're not protecting yourself from your own guilt right now. Say it."

"I cheated on you."

Kurt felt sick. He needed to hear those words, though, to give them meaning. Blaine's initial admission hadn't meant anything, because Kurt's denial instincts were still working on overdrive. But hearing the word, it helped rationalise it inside his head.

Blaine had cheated on him.

"Who?"

Blaine shrugged. "You don't know him."

"If he's from Lima, I'm sure I most certainly do."

"He was a new Dalton transfer. His name is Eli. Are you happy now?"

Kurt laughed manically. "Happy? No, I'm not happy, Blaine. My boyfriend felt so bad about being with me that he decided to sleep with somebody else. I should be thrilled, right?"

Blaine's eyes narrowed. "You know, I'm not entirely to blame for this. You've been distant, not answering my calls."

Kurt gaped. "I have a job, Blaine. Just because you've never had to work for anything your entire life doesn't mean the rest of us don't. I'm interning with Vogue, preparing for my NYADA audition redo, waiting tables at Callbacks in my spare time to pay the rest of my rent and you expect me to just drop everything to talk to you for ten minutes?

"Just how entitled are you? Okay, Blaine, yes I've been busy and that has put a strain on our relationship but as you said to me all those months ago, "talk to me, tell me you're unhappy, don't cheat on me." You remember those words, Blaine? You said them when I was texting Chandler. You ride some prep's dick and suddenly I'm to blame too? I don't think so, Blaine."

"I'm sorry, okay? It was a one-time stupid mistake and I wish it had never happened. If I could take it back, I would. He didn't mean anything to me."

Kurt smirked. "I think you're missing a few apology clichés. How about 'you're the only one I've ever wanted'. But that wouldn't be true, would it? Because you were inches away from sticking your dick inside Sebastian. I guarantee if I'd have gotten the Tony part in the musical, you'd have slept with Sebastian instead of me. Try and tell me that I've got that wrong."

"I'm not going to make excuses for what I did. But we weren't happy, Kurt, admit that at least. You weren't happy either."

"I haven't been happy since the beginning of senior year, Blaine. But I thought that I loved you, so I was willing to give it a go. It could have been so easy to pursue something with Chandler or somebody else. But I didn't, because I wanted to see where we would go. What would happen to us when we graduated. And apparently, you let me know that I wasted a year of my life on you. Thank you, for that."

"I don't feel good about this, Kurt. I feel terrible, that's why I flew out here so I could tell you in person."

"That's why you flew out here? You should have saved yourself the ticket money and just texted me, because I have no interest in seeing you anymore, Blaine. You can stay in the loft for tonight because I'm not a heartless pig and hotels are usually full around here, but I want you gone before I wake up in the morning. And when I come back at Christmas, or for Sam, Brittany, Tina and Artie's graduation, I don't want you near me. I don't want anything to do with you, Blaine."

"So you're just going to give up on us?"

Kurt laughed. "As far as I'm concerned, Blaine, you gave up on us the moment you gave Sebastian your number and tried to fuck me in my car. And then again when you fucked Eli. Don't bother crying to anyone about this in Lima. I'm sure there'll all be disgusted with you. Sam, Brittany, Tina, and Artie all hate cheaters. Don't expect them to play nice. I'll tell them to judge accordingly, but I'm not expecting any compassion from them. And when Santana comes to visit, you better hide."

Blaine nodded sadly. "For what it's worth, I really am sorry."

Kurt rolled his eyes. "I don't doubt that. But I also don't want to hear it. Ever. I'm going to see if Finn and Rachel are doing okay. I'm pretty sure Finn's done something wrong, so you two can commiserate with each other. But when he hears what you've done, you might just lose that sympathy. I have a good group of friends, Blaine. You should think about who'd have your back at a time like this."

Kurt walked away across the wet New York path towards an angsty Finn and Rachel. Blaine shoved his hands into his pockets and tried not to ogle Kurt's ass as he walked away, wondering why the fuck he ever tried to give that up for a Facebook hook up.

As Kurt got further away, Blaine was no closer to an answer.


Author's Note: I just noticed this fic has been published for FOUR YEARS to the day! Man how time flies. Just wanted to say thank you for all the love for this fic! The alerts, favourites and reviews all mean so much to me! This is my longest running work (I usually delete them) but I love this series so much and whenever I find inspiration to write a chapter, it's always so much fun! Thank you reading for letting Kurt rant and if you want more, let me know what I should write and what you want to see! Four years of Diva and you guys are still as amazing as ever! xoxo