Instead of In New York chapter 5
A/N I'm sorry I couldn't update earlier. It took me four whole days to write this chapter and I'm still not happy with it x I'm surprised no one has wanted to kill me so far because of the last chapter yet *touchwood* lol. If anything, more people started reading it lol x Thank you *smiley face* lol x On with chapter 5. There will probably be a lot of thoughts in this chapter so just a reminder. Italics are Kurt (practically this whole chapter is written in italics lol). Bold italics are thoughts. Bold is emphasis. Normal is Blaine and other speech x I HATE HIS CHAPTER. Just to let you know.
They say the first day is always the hardest. Depends on what first day they were talking about. Kurt remained in the small bathroom, long after Blaine had hung up, shocked at his own words. He was trying to figure out a logical explanation as to why he had just ended their relationship. Sure he had just discovered that Blaine had lied to him three times in two days, but surely there should have been another way to deal with this. Why did everything seem so different this time to any of their other problems?
The separation.
You were looking for something to start a problem because you were so scared of losing each other anyways. Finally the little voice in Kurt's head decided to speak up. Everything made sense now. This break up should never have happened. They should have been able to work through it. Kurt knew what he had to do. He needed to fix this.
. . . (Blaine's POV)
Why was everything so dark?
Why did everything hurt?
Why can't I open my eyes?
. . .
As soon as Kurt walked through the door of their small apartment, his phone began to ring from his pocket. He checked the caller ID.
Incoming call: Blaine.
Kurt smiled slightly to himself. He could fix this. Blaine obviously didn't hate him if he was calling him. This was his chance to make it right. He quickly answered.
"Blaine, I'm so so so. . . sorry". Kurt cried into the phone. But the voice that answered next wasn't that of his boyfriend.
"Kurt?" replied an older voice Kurt recognised.
"Dad?" Kurt replied confused. Why did his dad have Blaine's phone? Burt sighed before answering.
"Kurt, there's been an. . .accident". He replied slowly. Kurt's eyes went wide. His heart sank. He could feel tears forming in the corners of his eyes as he tried to take in what his dad was telling him.
"W-what do you mean ?" Kurt replied. Burt sighed again.
"Blaine was driving home today. He must have left glee early or something. It was raining pretty heavy and he was speeding. His car skidded in a puddle and hit a tree". He explained. Kurt felt sick.
No. Blaine couldn't have been in an accident. It had to be wrong. He thought even though he knew it was true. He was crying now as he took everything in.
"Is, is he OK?" Kurt said in a tiny whisper.
"He's alive. He hit his head on the window when the car struck the tree. He's in a coma but the doctors say he definitely will wake up". Burt explained, but Kurt only cared about the first part.
He's alive. Blaine's alive. He's not dead.
"I'm coming back to Lima." Kurt said without even thinking. Burt didn't argue. He knew this would be the outcome.
"OK, kid. I need to go. I'm up at the hospital just now. I'm waiting on his parents to get here".
"O-OK. Bye dad".
"Kurt one last thing. Don't worry to much OK. He'll be fine". Burt told him reassuringly. It was Kurt's turn to sigh.
"OK Dad. Love you".
"Love you too kid". Then he hung up. Kurt collapsed on the sofa and cried. He cried for everything but mostly, he cried because this was all his fault.
If you hadn't broke up with him he would have stayed in glee.
If you hadn't broke up with him he wouldn't have been in such a rush to get home.
If you hadn't broke up with him he wouldn't have crashed.
If you hadn't broke up with him, he wouldn't be in a coma.
Just then, the door opened, revealing Rachel, armed with two coffees. She set them down on the table then noticed him.
"Kurt!" She said rushing over. "What happened?" She helped him sit up as he couldn't move himself for crying. He needed to tell her but wasn't sure he could actually say it. Still, he had to try. After a few moments of silence, Kurt finally spoke.
"I, I b-broke up with B-Blaine today". He said slowly. He looked up at Rachel sadly. He was about to continue but Rachel spoke first.
"Oh Kurt". She said sadly, pulling him in for a hug.
"T-that's, that's not it though". He explained then sniffed quietly. Rachel looked confused but Kurt just continued. "I called him during glee and broke up with him. He must have left afterwards. He was driving home and it was raining really heavily. He was speeding and crying, I think. His car skidded in a puddle and hit a tree, he hit his head on the window. . ." Kurt trailed off, not wanting to say the last part. Rachel gasped in horror and held Kurt tighter. After a while she spoke up.
"Is he. . ." She didn't finish the sentence but Kurt knew what she meant.
"He's alive". Kurt said slowly. Rachel looked relieved but Kurt's expression didn't change. Rachel seemed to notice as she questioned him.
"There's more". She said plainly. Kurt sighed but answered, holding back tears until he got it out.
"He's in a coma". He managed to get out before collapsing into the pillows and crying again. Rachel's smile disappeared .
"Oh my gosh". She cried as tears began to fall from her own eyes. She quickly fled the room and ran into Kurt's bedroom where her laptop still was after Kurt had borrowed it the night before. She grabbed it and ran back to the living room, where Kurt was still crying into their pillows. She quickly opened a search and began to frantically type something. Kurt sat up and sniffed again.
"What are you doing"? He asked.
"Getting us the next flight back to Lima". She replied, not looking up from the screen. She seemed to have found what she had been looking for.
"OK, so there is one seat on one first thing tomorrow morning but if you want Finn and I to come with you, we will have to wait until tomorrow night". She explained. Kurt pondered with these facts for a few minutes. He really wanted to be there as soon as possible but he didn't really want to go on his own. Eventually he decided. Blaine needed him, he would go on his own.
"I'll go myself". He replied. Rachel nodded and turned back to her laptop. Kurt threw himself off of the sofa and raced to his room to pack.
(Next day)
The colours of the world were far to bright for Kurt's liking. They made everything seem happy and good. Things were definitely not happy and good. Kurt had gotten the earliest flight this morning and was now sitting in his dad's car on his way to the hospital. On his way to see Blaine.
Who wouldn't even be in there if it wasn't for you.
The guilt was eating Kurt from the inside. Tearing pieces from him every second. This was one of the many reasons that he hadn't allowed himself any sleep the night before. Why should he be allowed such a privilege considering it was his fault Blaine was in a coma ? He didn't plan on sleeping - or even eating much - until he knew Blaine was OK. This was his own self-punishment.
They were approaching the hospital now and Kurt, once again felt he was going to be sick. He hated hospitals. It seemed to be the most important people in his life always ended up here.
His Mom. His Dad. Blaine.
This wasn't the first time Blaine had ended up here because of him. If Blaine hadn't jumped in front of that slushie, he wouldn't have needed that eye surgery earlier in the year. Kurt only seemed to cause trouble.
Kurt stepped out of his dad's car, shaking violently. He never once lifted his gaze from the white floor as he trailed behind his dad through the many corridors to Blaine's room.
I can't do this. Kurt thought. Finally he looked up to see that Burt had stopped walking. Kurt stopped too. He looked between his dad and the door, breathing fast. He wasn't sure he could handle seeing Blaine yet but he had to walk in that room. He owed Blaine that much.
Kurt reached a shaking hand out to grasp the door handle. He hesitantly pushed it down and then slowly opened the door slightly. He took a deep breath and pushed it all the way open. His breath caught in his throat and a stream of tears started to fall from his eyes. . .
TBC
A/N Kind of cliff hanger there x I was going to write more but its taken me four days and I was almost ready to abandon this fic yesterday x As I said before I HATE THIS CHAPTER. I'm not happy with the way it turned out AT ALL x How many of you are actually still reading this ? PM or review to let me know if you can please x I'm also open to suggestions about what you would like to see happen in this fic x Again PM me or review to let me know x I'm sorry to leave you another chapter to see if Blaine is OK but, as Burt said, he WILL wake up (unless my mind decides to do something completely crazy again) lol x Reviews ? Follow me on twitter Clo_CrissColfer x mwah x