The next few weeks were hell. He had talent scouts for Columbia and NYU coming for his audition. He was so busy, he hardly had any time to spend with Kurt.

He had a rude awakening while sitting in Glee club. Kurt was texting someone and giggling. All their friends were in the choir room, so who would Kurt be texting?

Blaine found out that night.

"Whose Chandler?" Blaine asked, heartbroken.

"Why are you going through my phone?" Kurt asked innocently, but defensively.

"I'm not. It's just that it won't stop buzzing," Blaine said, saddening. "There are literally dozens of texts between the two of you."

"Give me my phone," Kurt demanded.

"Do you know how many times you've texted me in the past 2 days? Twice, and one was about shoe polish," Blaine said, feeling sick.

"Why are you getting so upset? It's innocent," Kurt explained.

"This is cheating, Kurt," Blaine said, feeling like his heart was being torn in two.

"This is texting," Kurt said, annoyed. "He's just a guy that I met at the music store. Nothing happened."

"You like this guy," Blaine swallowed a sob. "Maybe you should just go be with him."

Blaine turned around and left, clearly upset.

He walked home, letting his tears fall freely.

He knew this would happen. Kurt had found someone better. He just had to let himself accept that.

When he got home, Blaine went through his room and put everything that reminded him of Kurt in a box, including his collar after he picked the lock. He shoved the box in his closet. He let himself cry for an hour, but then got up and started practicing.

He hadn't been sure of his audition piece for Columbia, but now he knew exactly what to audition with.

Blaine was being ridiculous. He was just texting someone. It's not like he Dom'd anyone else or had physical contact with him.

He just wanted to feel good about himself and this guy was helping him do just that. Blaine had been so distracted lately and they hadn't made out in almost a week!

He was allowed that wasn't he?

Kurt and Rachel snuck into Blaine's audition, sitting in the very back to avoid detection.

Kurt was still annoyed at Blaine, but he wouldn't miss this for the world.

"Hello, My name is Blaine Anderson and I'll be singing Still Hurting from the musical The Next Five Years," Blaine informed the panel.

"You may start," The talent scout said.

Blaine took a deep breath and sat down at the piano to start singing.

Jamie is over and Jamie is gone

Jamie's decided it's time to move on

Jamie has new dreams he's building upon

And I'm still hurting

Blaine put all his emotions into the song. He let himself feel his emotions from yesterday. It hurt him deeply.

Jamie arrived at the end of the line

Jamie's convinced that the problems are mine

Jamie is probably feeling just fine

And I'm still hurting

Blaine's face screwed up into a depressing agony. He lost the love of his life, his best friend, his soulmate, his Dom.

What about lies, Jamie?

What about things

That you swore to be true

What about you, Jamie

What about you

Someone came to continue the piano as Blaine got up. He projected his feeling outwards, ignoring the tears streaming down his face. He remembered picking up Kurt's phone and seeing all the texts from another guy. He didn't even know why Kurt would do something like this. He tried so hard to please him as his boyfriend and his sub.

Jamie is sure something wonderful died

Jamie decides it's his right to decide

Jamie's got secrets he doesn't confide

And I'm still hurting

Blaine came down onto his knees as he continued to sing desperately. Was it because Kurt was bored and wanted more? Was being with a asexual really that awful? Or was it because Kurt was sick of being his Dom?

Go and hide and run away

Run away, run and find something better

Go and ride the sun away

Run away like it's simple

Like it's right...

Blaine wiped the tears away and continue the song, letting his angry emotions flow out of him. Kurt couldn't even just talk to him? He just turned to some other guy. He let that guy send him flirty messages and Kurt couldn't even say he had a boyfriend.

Give me a day, Jamie

Bring back the lies

Hang them back on the wall

Maybe I'd see

How you could be

So certain that we

Had no chance at all

Blaine stood up and added even more emotion to the song. How could Kurt cheat on him like this? He didn't care what Kurt said, those texts were cheating. And Kurt didn't even care how he felt about them. All he could do was deny?

Jamie is over and where can I turn?

Covered with scars I did nothing to earn

Maybe there's somewhere a lesson to learn

Blaine leaned against the piano exhausted from all emotions he continued to put out. His tears started to get thicker. It was over now though. And he didn't know which was worse, Kurt cheating or not being his boyfriend anymore.

But that wouldn't change the fact

That wouldn't speed the time

Once the foundation's cracked

And I'm

Still Hurting

Blaine stood silently as he finished the song.

He heard clapping from the audience, but he ignored it.

"Bravo!" The talent scout said. "You'll hear back soon."

"Thank You."

Kurt watched in horror as Blaine broke down on stage. Singing a song about a marriage breaking up. And hadn't he just told Rachel a few days ago that they were like a fabulous old married couple?

But they were still together. Weren't they?

"Oh god. Did Blaine break up with me?" Kurt wondered in shocked hurt.

"I told you shouldn't be texting that guy, Rachel said, too cheery for Kurt right now.

It has only been a few days since he found the texts and Blaine was absolutely miserable. He'd changed his whole life for Kurt and now all his plans were in shambles. And Kurt was the person he usually went to when something was wrong. He needed Kurt to Dom him and make everything okay again, but he didn't even want to be in the same room as him. It was too hard to even look at Kurt without sobbing.

His NYU audition was today. He'd spent half of his life planning for it, and now he didn't feel ready.

Still, he had to do it.

Blaine entered the backstage of the auditorium to get ready. He hoped he wouldn't run into Kurt there. He did also have an audition today. But he probably wouldn't. Kurt was probably off with Chandler getting ready and getting kisses from Kurt that used to be for him.

"Blaine Anderson."

Blaine walked out onto the stage and saw Rachel sitting a few seats behind the talent scout. At least he had someone there to support him.

"I'll be sing Without You from the musical RENT," Blaine informed them.

He launched into the song, letting his emotions shine through. He missed Kurt so much, but Blaine still couldn't handle even seeing him. But he didn't know how to live without him anymore. Kurt was so heavily ingrained into his future.

Unbeknownst to Blaine, Kurt watched him from backstage. He was heart broken seeing Blaine sing the song with so much sadness. He just wanted to wrap Blaine up in his arms and make everything okay.

But he couldn't. He'd already told Chandler not to text him anymore, but Blaine didn't know that. And he wasn't sure Blaine would even listen. He'd turned around and gone the other way every time Kurt got even a hallway length away from him.

But that's why he had Rachel. She planned to grab Blaine and make him see Kurt perform.

Kurt was going to throw his chances away for NYU to get his Blaine back.

Blaine grimaced at the end of the song as the talent scout complimented him.

He went to leave, but Rachel grabbed him and made him sit as the talent scout called for Kurt.

"Get off of me, Rachel," Blaine said, trying to remove Rachel from where she was holding him down.

"No. You're going to sit here and listen to Kurt," Rachel commanded. "Or I'll tell you how Alas, Babylon ends."

"I already finished that book. Now get off of me. You can't force me to stay here," Blaine said, irritated with her.

"Yes, I can," she pulled out a pair of handcuffs and cuffed Blaine to the seat. "I found them in the props closet," Rachel explained.

Blaine started to say something, but Kurt started singing. He couldn't tear his eyes away from Kurt as he sang Whitney Houston's song I Have Nothing. It seemed like Kurt's eyes never left Blaine as he performed the song for the talent scout.

Blaine couldn't stop crying. He wasn't even sure what was making him cry. Was it Kurt? The song? The fact that Rachel managed to handcuff him to a chair and probably had no key?

All he knew was he was stuck in the auditorium listening to Kurt sing his heart out about loving him and having nothing without him.

Or maybe Rachel was being cruel and Kurt was singing about someone else, like stupid flirty Chandler.

Kurt finished the song and the talent scout thanked him. Soon the only people in the auditorium were Rachel, Kurt, and Blaine.

Kurt hopped off the stage and made his way over.

"I don't want to talk to you," Blaine declared when Kurt got close enough to be heard. "And handcuffing me here isn't going to change that."

"Rachel! You handcuffed him?" Kurt asked, outraged. "That was not the plan!" Only he was allowed to do that!

"He was going to get away," Rachel huffed.

"Uncuff him," Kurt demanded, giving her a horrified look.

"I… don't have a key," Rachel said, embarrassed.

Kurt gave her a look of exasperation as he pulled out his keys. He picked the lock and let Blaine free.

"You can leave if you want," Kurt said sadly. "Rachel, you're not needed anymore."

Blaine thought about it, but stayed. Maybe he should stop running from the truth.

Rachel pouted at Kurt, but left when he glared at her for trying to stay.

"I'm so sorry, Blaine," Kurt apologized. "I told him to stop texting me."

"You shouldn't have been doing it in the first place," Blaine pointed out.

"I realize that now," Kurt confessed.

"I saw some of those texts Kurt. They sounded sexual," Blaine said insecurely.

"I never sent those type of messages," Kurt reassured.

"But you liked them," Blaine accused. "You liked the thought of them."

Kurt was silent.

"See, you were cheating," Blaine said after a moment. "And enjoying things I can't really give you."

"I may have liked some of it," Kurt confessed carefully. "But I would never do anything."

"That's not the point," Blaine said exasperatedly. "Maybe we need to take a break and let you enjoy go explore the world of sex."

"No. no no, I don't want that at all," Kurt begged wiping away a stray tear. "I'm sorry, Blaine."

Kurt tried to take Blaine's hand, but Blaine pushed his hand away, "It's the only option I can see."

"That's not the only option," Kurt cried. "I didn't even like the sexual aspect. I just liked the compliments."

"I compliment you constantly," Blaine said, unconvinced.

"Blaine, we have planned make out sessions," Kurt continued. "We've fallen into old married couple status."

"I don't see how either of those things are bad," Blaine said insecurely.

"You haven't complimented me since your brother was here,'' Kurt pointed out.

"Excuse me for being busy trying to practice to nail my auditions. It's not like whatever school I get into is going to change my life," Blaine said sarcastically. "I should just follow you around, always complimenting you."

"I know it's stupid. I realize that now. It's just he reminded me of you when you're really happy," Kurt explained carefully. "And I missed you."

"I miss you, too," Blaine admitted.

"So give me another chance, please Blaine?" Kurt begged him.

"I guess you're still my best friend, as long as that song was about me," Blaine sighed.

"It was," Kurt reassured, his heart breaking a little more.

Kurt hugged Blaine tight, but something felt weird. When he pulled away, he looked at Blaine carefully not seeing anything different.

"What's different?" Kurt asked confused.

Blaine shrugged.

Kurt continued looking at Blaine until he finally gave up and went to fix Blaine's bowtie.

There. Right there. That felt weird.

Kurt pulled Blaine's clothing aside and his heart fell.

"Where is your collar?" Kurt worried.

"Probably at the back of my closet," Blaine said cold and calm. " I took it off."

"But you never take it off," Kurt said weakly.

A/N: This hurt quite a lot to write. My poor Blaine and to an extent my poor Kurt.