CHAPTER FOUR:

December, 2012

"Blaine, Blaine! Wake up, it's Christmas!"

Something large and warm was lying on top of him whispering in his ear. His eyes snapped open at these words and smiled when he realised that the large warm this was, in fact, his sister Olivia.

"Olivia, aren't I supposed to wake you up, since I am younger than you?" Blaine said, turning his head so his cheek was resting on the pillow and laughing. Olivia joined in a moment later and they lay there laughing for a moment before Olivia spoke.

"You are never too old for Christmas, Blaine. And we go over this every year. I wake you up on Christmas day, it's always been the way here" she replied, talking into his ear and kissing his un-gelled hair.

"Olive, I love you, you know that?" Blaine said, still smiling against his pillow, his eyes glancing to his older sister.

"Aw, I love you too Blainey boy! Now come on, we have presents waiting for us!" she said before climbing off him and running towards the door.

Blaine watched his sister disappear through the door, looking the happiest he had seen her in months, before he rolled over onto his back and looked up at the white ceiling, just about the only place in his room that wasn't covered in his art, and felt his eyes tear up as he said those three words again. The same words he muttered into silence every year, never receiving an answer, but still doing it anyway.

"Merry Christmas, Kurt"

December, 2012

"And this one is from me Blainey" Olivia said, straightening out the label attached to the red wrapped package, bound in a shiny gold ribbon. Blaine smiled as she handed him the present, feeling himself get more excited with every second. Olivia always had given the best gifts.

"Thanks, Olive" he smiled as he read the label. It read:

My dear Blaine,

Have a very Merry Christmas my lovely. Try not to be too sad this year. Because after all, there is CHOCOLATE! I love you my Baby brother (even if you are slightly taller than me, you are still my baby).

All my love,

Olive. X

"Open it!" she said, literally bouncing in her chair like some kind of child's toy that had been wound up too much. Blaine just smiled and pulled the ribbon to undo the bow.

"Okay, Okay Olive, calm your tits!"

"Blaine!" Bonnie screeched, before looking Blaine in the eye and bursting into laughter at the guilty look in his hazel eyes, like a dog that knows they've done something wrong.

"Sorry mom, it just slipped out!"

"It's okay Blaine, I guess you're old enough it just took me by surprise that's all! Go on, open your present then!"

Blaine smiled again, the guilt leaving his eyes and joy entering them again. He began to tear at the paper and revealed what was hiding underneath.

He was confused.

There was a wooden box with the words: Dear Blaine engraved on the lid. Blaine looked up to Olivia to see what he should do. 'Open it' she mouthed to him. So he did.

He lifted the lid.

He was still slightly confused.

Underneath the lid lay one of the most beautiful pens he had seen in his life. He picked it up with wonder, balancing it in his hand. He noticed there was more underneath. There was something wrapped in violet tissue paper. He unwrapped it carefully to reveal...paper. That's slightly ironic, huh? He thought to himself. But this paper was high quality, a deep cream colour that you couldn't stop running your fingers over.

He gasped as it hit him. How did she know about that?

Olivia winked at him and nodded her head, indicating that there was more underneath. He lifted out the paper altogether. There was a note.

My dearest Blaine,

I know. I know how much you have been hurting these past years and I know how you get rid of that pain. You do it in two ways. That's why you paint, isn't it? To try and forget about what happened for a while? I know it is, because I did it too once.

The other way is...well you know and I know, but mom doesn't, so don't read this bit out loud if you were going to.

You write letters to him don't you? I didn't mean to find them. I was searching through your underwear drawer for...well, let's not go into that bit in this note, but I think you know what I mean. The thing you keep in your underwear drawer other than underwear? I think you understand yes? Nod if you do.

Blaine nodded.

I found the letters at the bottom, and I'm sorry honey, but you know Olivia Anderson better than me and curiosity got the better of me my lovely. If you hate me, please forgive me.

I thought maybe you would like something to write some real letters with, that maybe you can send to him one day, like in the Notebook. You remember when we watched that together, and it made us cry? I do. And I know why it made you cry so much. The part where her mother gives her the pack of letters made you cry the most, and I held you when you did, not asking questions. He wrote to her every day didn't he? Just like you.

If you don't like it, I have a gift receipt and also if you hate me, then I will accept your hate because ultimately, I know I deserve it. But I was desperate and I had run out...Okay, going to stop there before I become so mortified I won't be able to speak to you anyway.

Merry Christmas, darling. Have a good one.

All my love,

Olivia. x

Blaine felt a hot tear leak out of the corner of his eye and run down his cheek. He placed the items back in the box before putting them down next to him on the floor and leaning over to hug his sister. He closed his arms around her as tight as he could and kissed her shoulder.

"Thank you so much, Olivia. It's perfect" he whispered into her ear.

"I love you, my baby brother"

They remained hugging for at least a minute longer before pulling apart.

December, 2002

"I wish Kurt was here" a young Blaine told his mother as they sat together by the fire. Bonnie sighed sadly and tightened her arms around him, kissing his unruly hair.

"I know you do honey, but you know he had to go" Bonnie answered him softly. Blaine sighed sadly.

"I know mommy, but I had the best present for him this year" he sulked.

"What was that poppet?" she asked curiously.

Blaine leaned close to her ear and whispered something that brought tears to her eyes and made her heart burts painfully

"A kiss"

December, 2012

As soon as Christmas dinner was over, Blaine ran upstairs to his room with the box Olivia has presented him with, and sat at his desk. He leaned back against the chair before opening the lid again and taking out a sheet of paper and the pen.

The object hovered just above the paper for many minute, itching to write but not knowing what exactly to write.

He sighed as he began writing what he usually wrote.

Authors notes:

Hey again, sorry it has taken me so long to update this story, but life has been crazy. I know it's no excuse, but there you go. sorry it's so short.

Reviews are klaine kisses.

Enjoy

-H.x