A/N: Hey guys! This was kind of an interesting chapter to write, especially since I changed a key plot point...I hope it pays off in the end, because now, the future chapters seem blurry to me. Oh well. Also, I guess I'm not the type to write long chapters. It's not that I don't want to, it's just not how I like it. Maybe in the future I will. Anyways, for now I hope you guys are okay with the rather short chapter length and just enjoy reading!
"Is something up with Blaine?" Artie whispered to Sam and Tina. The three were sitting in the corner of the choir room, staring closely at Blaine in the opposite corner. He had his head rested in his hands and slouched, a never before seen sight from the teenager.
"We're not the only one wondering that," Sam said. The three noticed all the other New Directions were staring at Blaine as well, each group whispering among themselves.
"Maybe he's sick?" Artie suggested. Sam and Tina gave him a questioning look. The three knew that was definitely not the problem. "Course not."
"Maybe he got into argument with somebody. When I do, I always get sad later," Sam added, slightly frowning. Artie nodded towards Sam.
Tina started looking back and forth between the the two guiltily. She remembered the conflict she and Blaine had yesterday, but she didn't think he would've taken it this badly. "You know what?" Tina stood up and looked down at the two, trying to look confident. "How about one of us asks him what the problem is?" Tina felt bad about calling Blaine out at the Lima Bean like that, so if it was her fault, she wanted to apologize. She left the two and walked up in front of Blaine.
"Blaine!" Tina said a bit too loudly. She glanced back at Sam and Artie, who were now looking away from her, pretending they hadn't heard anything. Tina sat down next to Blaine, placing her hand on his shoulder. "Blaine, is something wrong?"
Blaine didn't respond to Tina. It was like he hadn't even acknowledged her presence yet.
Tina bent over, looking up into Blaine's eyes, which weren't staring back at her. "If this is about yesterday, I-"
"It's not," Blaine interrupted her mid-sentence, surprising her a bit.
"Then," Tina eyes flickered side to side. What else could possibly be wrong? "Then why are you so sad?"
"It's nothing," Blaine spoke softly, but there was a slight edginess behind his voice.
"Blaine..." Tina murmured so faintly, Blaine could barely hear her, "Please. Tell me. I'm here for you." Tina rubbed her hand on his back, trying to comfort him.
Blaine finally lifted his head up, but still used his hands to support it. He tried to avoid eye contact with Tina. His eyes were red and watery, like he had been crying not too long ago. "It's Kurt," Blaine's voice shook as he spoke. "He and I got into an fight."
A fight? About what? Tina could easily visualize the scene, but the reason as to why they fought in the first place eluded her, "Why? What happened?"
Blaine threw his hands down and looked straight at Tina, clenching his teeth, "Oh, like you don't know."
Tina was absolutely confused and lost. "W-wait. What are you talking about?"
Blaine was clearly annoyed with Tina acting innocent and ignorant. "You were the one who told Kurt about me and Sebastian. Why couldn't you just keep your mouth shut? Just because me and him are over, it doesn't mean-"
"H-hold up," Tina looked down blankly, trying to put the puzzle together. "I never told Kurt anything."
Blaine looked into Tina's eyes, his eyebrows knitted together in thought. He was now just as lost as she was. "What?"
"I never told Kurt. I swear!"
Blaine looked away from Tina again. "But that's impossible. You were the only one who knew-" Blaine stopped. His eyes widened and his jaw dropped. A wave of realization had hit him.
"Blaine?" Tina was concerned about Blaine's odd behavior.
Blaine looked back at Tina briefly, then looked back up. "I have to go." Blaine stood up, grabbed his bag, and left the choir room without saying another word.
Blaine walked down the halls of Dalton, heading towards their choir room. His eyes were blood-shot. His breaths were quick and unstable. His hands were clenched into fists. He silently cursed Sebastian in his head. That little bastard. Blaine pushed the doors to choir room open with an enormous amount of force, causing them to swing wide open and hit the walls. The Warblers all turned to look at Blaine. At first, he was greeted by smiles and hello's, but they all stopped being friendly once they saw the pure anger written all over his face. Blaine made his way past the Warblers and found Sebastian staring aimlessly outside a window, not have taken notice of Blaine yet. Blaine grabbed the back of Sebastian's blazer and turned him around.
"You! You were the one that did this!" Blaine pointed at him, spitting his words out.
Sebastian looked at Blaine, then over him, surveying the Warblers and their reactions. The teenagers decided it was best to leave the two alone, so they headed out of the room quietly, closing the door behind them. Sebastian casted his attention to Blaine again.
"And what are you so angry about?" It wasn't that Sebastian hadn't already known why Blaine was so angry. It was just Sebastian's usual sarcastic personality.
"What am I-" Blaine couldn't believe Sebastian actually played the "I don't know what I did" card on him. "You knew Kurt would hate me for hanging out with you!"
"Why should you even care what he thinks anymore? You're not his boyfriend anymore," Sebastian pointed out bluntly.
"So? That doesn't mean you can go anger him by-by telling him that we're actually getting along!" Blaine knew that his argument was rather weak and pointless. Really, all they did was get some coffee, but it was still enough to throw Kurt off the edge.
"It was for your own good, Blaine," Sebastian said calmly, though there was a hint of sadness in his voice.
"For my-For my own good!?" Blaine shook his head, "How can you even say that!?" Blaine turned around and walked away from Sebastian.
"Blaine, he moved on," Sebastian slowly shuffled to Blaine. Sometimes you need to be a bit harsh. "You need to move on too."
Blaine turned back around to look at Sebastian. "Mo-Move on!?" Blaine raised his hands to the side of his head and threw them down violently. "Do you-Do you even know what it's like to be in love? T-T-To sacrifice you're whole life just to be with one person? No. You don't. All you do is sleep around with every guy you see." Blaine lowered himself onto the couch behind him and rested his head in his hands. His voice started crack and fade away, "You have absolutely no idea what it's like to love someone..."
Sebastian, unknowingly to Blaine, shed a tear. I have no idea, do I? He wiped it away with his sleeve and sat beside Blaine, who was now just sobbing. He wasn't enraged anymore, just heart-broken. Sebastian started to regret telling Kurt. He wouldn't have done it if he knew it would've had this much of an effect on Blaine.
"It's okay," Sebastian whispered. He set his hand on Blaine's shoulder, but he just swat it away.
"Don't," Blaine leered at Sebastian. His anger was only masked by his sorrow. He sighed and rested his head in his palms again, starting to cry all over again.
Sebastian stared at Blaine silently for a while and began to feel horrible about himself. It's my fault he's like this right now... His mouth started to unsteadily form a frown and his eyes began to water. He couldn't bare to see Blaine like this. He reached out a quivering hand toward Blaine once more. "Blaine, I-"
"I said don't!" Blaine pushed away his hand again. This time, however, when Blaine looked up at Sebastian, he didn't see the usual Sebastian smirk or laugh. He saw sadness and...sadness and...No, it can't be. It's Sebastian, he doesn't... Blaine's anger faded away as quickly as it came.
"Blaine," Sebastian managed to get out, though it was barely audible. He bit his lip and let a single tear fall down his cheek.
"I-I should leave." Blaine stood up and left the room, ignoring all the sideways glances of the Warblers.