A/N: I'm sorry for the short chapter after a week-long break. I probably could have written more, but I just like the way this ends. A happy ending to a chapter!

Chapter IV

Kurt POV

I sit on my bed and let my many thoughts swarm my mind. I can't believe Blaine is deaf. He copes so well, but earlier today, he just looked so depressed. I wonder how he kept it all in for so long. I guess part of it is that he kept telling himself that he'd be able to hear again someday. But, during his breakdown he knew he wouldn't. I get up off my bed and pace my room, worried. He would be over that by now, right?

It would be silly to run over to someones house at 8 p.m. uninvited. Should I talk this over with Mercedes? Soon after thinking that, I realize that she doesn't even know anything about Blaine. I suddenly feel really bad that I was always, well, ashamed of Blaine. I like him and all, but I always thought that my friends would think he was a little weird. Looking around, I notice that I'm unintentionally walking to the door. I would never be able to sleep tonight without seeing Blaine. Giving in, I grab my coat and jog to my car. Quickly wracking my brain to remember the address Blaine told me, I start my GPS.

Later, I arrive at a small, homey brown house. I wonder why I'm even doing this while I ring the doorbell. It isn't long before I'm greeted by a friendly-looking women with hazel eyes like Blaine's.

"Um, is Blaine here?", I ask, stepping back and forth between my feet on the spot, anxiously.

"Are you Kurt?", she asks, studying me. I nod.

"It's nice to finally meet you", she says, "You do realize it's a little late?"

"Yes", I say, "But Blaine kind of had... a breakdown today and I was wondering if he was okay?"

"He did?", she asks, solicitously.

"Yea, he told me he was-", I start.

"He's in his room. Through that hallway", she says, gesturing towards a hallway on the left, "Third door on the right."

I walk over to the room and peek in. Blaine is sitting cross-legged on the floor, staring at the wall. His face has a blank expression except for his eyes, which are a little sad.

I walk over and kneel down next to him. He sees me and after the half-second shock of me being there, goes back to having a neutral expression.

"Hey", I say, softly.

"Hey", he says back after a while.

"Are you okay?", I ask.

"Fine", he says, looking back at the wall.

"If you're okay, why would you be staring at the wall?", I ask, knowing he wouldn't hear it.

After a few minutes, he says, "Why me?"

"Why you what?", I ask, unsure of what he is trying to get at.

"Why did I have to become deaf?", he asks, looking intently at my face.

"Everyone needs an obstacle in their life", I say after a while.

He immediately answers afterwards, like he was prepared for what I just said, "Yeah, well I have tons of obstacles!"

"Then you must be very special", I say as soon as he finishes.

He glances back at the wall. Then stares back at me. "What?"

"Only people with the greatest abilities have lots of obstacles to overcome. Obstacles give life a purpose. If we didn't have them, you would be living the dream right now. But if you have something to work past, when someday you're living the dream, you will actually feel a sense of achievement", I say, afterwards wondering where that came from. Probably from the many times I've asked myself that question.

"But what if I don't work for it?", he asks, after a minute or so inside his head.

"Then you don't achieve anything", I say, simply. "People who don't have many obstacles to overcome, they'll have a pretty good life, but it won't be horrible nor amazing. You can make your life amazing. But, Blaine, it won't do you any good staring at that wall." He then smiles, actually coming to his eyes, and surprisingly, hugs me.

"Thank you", he says.