A/N So this chapter is pretty short, but it's setting up the next chapter which is quite long so I guess it evens out. I hope you are all enjoying this story. I know it's pretty angsty (that seems to be my theme) but it will all work out in the end. Have faith!

Chapter 2

Figuring it out

Blaine woke up and blinked his eyes in confusion. What was he doing on the couch? Kurt always woke him up when he'd fallen asleep watching tv. He closed his eyes for a moment and took a deep breath. It was then he realized he wasn't at home. The blanket wasn't as soft as Kurt's and it didn't smell like him. He opened his eyes and looked around, suddenly remembering where he was and why he was here.

He threw his arm over his eyes, trying to keep himself from crying again. God, he missed Kurt so bad. His body felt heavy with all the thoughts and emotions running ragged. Deep down, he knew Sebastian wasn't in love with him, but all he wanted was to be loved, and he latched onto the first person to show him any attention.

Thinking back on what Sam told him, he was able to remember back in the early days when Kurt tried to warn him that Sebastian wasn't to be trusted, but Blaine was so smitten with the attention, he had just accused Kurt of being jealous. Now he knows that was partly true and that thought makes his blood run cold.

He can't believe how naive and stupid he'd been. It he'd only listened to Kurt and the rest of his friends, he wouldn't be in this position now. He didn't really love Sebastian, just the idea of him. But the fear that he would never find anyone else, reiterated by Sebastian himself, had him believing he was unloveable.

Blaine knew he needed time to think, so he got up, folded the blanket and threw it on the back of the couch, then wrote Sam a note.

Gone home to figure out my life. Thanks for the talk and for letting me stay last night. I'll text you.

Blaine

When he opened the apartment door, the smell hit him like a ton of bricks. Kurt always had candles and potpourri around, giving the house an inviting smell. Now it just made Blaine ache. The quiet was deafening and he felt Kurt's absence with every breath he took.

After standing in the entryway for too long, Blaine finally drug himself back to his bathroom to take a shower. He hoped it would help clear his mind. He knew he had a lot of thinking to do and he needed a clear head.

Thirty minutes later, freshly showered and in clean clothes, Blaine felt a little bit more human. His plan was to head to his favorite bakery and grab a muffin and coffee, before going to Central Park. He always did his best thinking outside and usually near water.

Four hours later, his stomach was growling again, but he felt much lighter. He'd spent the majority of the time thinking back over the time since he'd met Sebastian. He tried to remember as many interactions with Kurt and Sebastian as he could and as he looked back at the way Sebastian would suddenly act almost superior when Kurt was around. Blaine chalked it up to Sebastian's upbringing and the fact that he could be a little conceited, but knowing what he knows now, he realizes that it was Sebastian's way of throwing their relationship in Kurt's face.

After eating a hot dog from his favorite vendor and walking around Central Park for another couple of hours, Blaine finally returned to the apartment. The first thing he noticed was Kurt's favorite boots missing from the entryway, so he headed straight into Kurt's room and his worst fear was confirmed. Kurt had come back and packed enough clothes to stay with Rachel for at least a week.

Blaine felt the tightness grip his chest like a vice. He stood in the middle of Kurt's room, breathing heavy and trying, to no avail, to stop the tears from starting again. He'd had such a good day, figuring out that he deserved better than Sebastian and he had a plan to call it off for good. But now, knowing that Kurt really didn't plan to come back for a while felt like his world was collapsing around him, and he didn't know how to fix it.

The first thing Blaine did was call Kurt. And even though he knew Kurt wouldn't answer, it still hurt. Kurt always answered Blaine's calls. So he texted him next.

I see you took some clothes, so I guess you plan to stay with Rachel for a while.

I just want you to know that I'm sorry and I want you to come home.

Please.

We need to talk.

-Blaine

Not sure when I'll be back.

In the meantime, please leave me alone.

I just need some time to get my head on straight.

-Kurt

How much time?

Come home soon.

Please, Kurt.

-Blaine

Blaine sat and held onto his phone for an hour waiting for Kurt to respond, but it appeared he was true to his word and needed time. Blaine just needed to know how much? It had only been a day and he was already missing Kurt something awful.

Maybe once Kurt found out he ended things with Sebastian, he would come home. With that thought in mind, he called Sam.

"Hey man, what's up?" Sam said, sounding surprised to hear from Blaine. "You hanging in there?"

"Yeah, I'm ok." He said unconvincingly. "Actually I was calling for a favor."

"Sure, I'll help however I can." He replied. "What do you need?"

"Well, I need to break up with Sebastian for good, and I'm afraid to go over there on my own, so I was hoping you would go with me for moral support and protection."

Blaine said the last word so softly, Sam almost didn't catch it, but he did, feeling proud of his friend for finally admitting it.

"I've got your back, man. You just tell me when and where and I'll be there." Sam said forcefully.

"I'd like to go tomorrow." Blaine replied. "The sooner the better."

"I have classes in the morning and have to work a couple hours in the afternoon, but am free after dinner."

"That's perfect. I know for a fact that Sebastian will be home tomorrow evening." Blaine said, his voice not sounding as confident as his words.

"Are you sure?" Sam asked.

"Positive." Blaine said, distain evident in his voice. "He expects me to cook for him every Tuesday and follow it up with a blow job after dinner."

Sam was shocked. He knew Sebastian was a little controlling but he'd tried to talk to Blaine about their relationship a couple of times and Blaine told him to mind his own business, so he did. Now he wishes he hadn't.