Chapter 6 Part 1- BLAINE

It's been a matter of days since I ended it with Kurt, and it's the biggest regret of my life. The biggest mistake of my life was heading back to Dalton. No, it wasn't that, Dalton's a part of me and always will be, and Kurt was fine with that, it was Sebastian. Introducing him to Kurt, that was a mistake. Even meeting him was a mistake. I miss Kurt. So, so much.

Sebastian called me when I left Kurt. I wasn't in the mood for talking.

'Blaine? Hey! You okay? How was it with Kurt?'

'The whole point of this was so that Kurt would know where I've been. He would know that I'm simply helping out back in Dalton, and he could meet you and see that I'm making friends but he'll always be the one for me and now he's gone.'

'Oh... well now we can hang out a little more. You know I like you Blaine...'

'Sebastian, stop.'

'What's wrong, Blaine? Can't handle the sound of my voice? How sexy it is?'

Okay, I admit, he sounded sexy. And I was on the edge of giving in, when I looked in the mirror and I saw Kurt. Standing next to me. Looking at me. Sebastian kept talking, his voice kept pulling me closer and closer but that vision, that mirage of Kurt, the one person I truly, truly loved, standing there. He wasn't saying anything, although I had plenty of ideas of what he'd say. He'd tell me that I could have Sebastian and he would find someone else, just to keep his defences up. Would he take me back? Oh, why should he? I broke up with him. I was the one that had his heart and I was the one that broke it.

I only realised that I was still on the phone to Sebastian when his voice turned colder and sinister. 'Blaine, I know you still like Kurt, but he's nothing. He was jealous of me, don't you see? Jealous of us, and what we have together. There's a place in your mind and heart where he was but now I'm here. It's me or Kurt, Blaine. We could have it all together, and with Kurt, all you'd get is more arguments, more upset, more wishing you were with me...'

Kurt's mirage had faded, and suddenly there was Sebastian, whispering those words to me, looking at me with eyes that could seduce and scare simultaneously. He kept on talking to me, his hushed voice speaking words that would've never entered my thoughts before now. It could've made me want him even more. I could've chosen him and we could've been a lovely couple -the end; but as he continued talking, all it did was make me mad, and it was obvious that what he was saying was a spiteful take on such a wonderful person like Kurt. It was Kurt I wanted, and if Kurt wanted me too, we were on. Would he even want to be with me again though?

'… Blaine, come on Blaine, you know you want me.'

'NO!' I screamed, in a rage. Everything he said made me believe in Kurt more than Sebastian. I slammed the phone down and as it hit the floor, Sebastian's mirage made a hasty getaway.

It was getting dark outside, and I wondered what Kurt was up to. Was he talking with Finn, about how hurtful I had been? Was he helping Burt fix up his car again? Was he helping Carole to cook the delicious selection of food that would be later served to the family? Hmph. Who was I to know? I could've gone to the house, stared at the family's smiling faces, their delight that they have each other's company. Before it became noticable that I was there, I could run. If I ran fast enough, I could get to Dalton- no, not Dalton, not now. It's too raw.

I went to sit outside, beneath the apple tree that had been in my front garden for years. I laid my head on the trunk, closed my eyes and took a deep breath, taking in the fresh air. I looked at my phone, wiping away the marks on the screen. I decided to text Kurt, see if we could meet up, make things better. I clicked up his name and began typing the message, but before long I got carried away, typing a very long love letter, declaring my undying admiration for the teenager and sending my dearest wishes that we could make it right. I looked up at the sky, and there were a few stars out that night. I was worried, though, would they always be like this? I looked back down at my phone and clicked cancel. I knew I had to show him I wanted him back, tell him in person, not through an unreliable electronic device.

Would we ever make up?