Hey everyone! Welcome to the ninth chapter! Well last time, we were left with a pretty depressing scene. Kurt is being a jerk, too! Well, let's find out what happens next…Thanks for all the sweet reviews, too!

Melody had never been to Westerville in her life. Yes, it was a sad thing to say, especially considering she had been pretty much every in Ohio at least once. But, Westerville was not one of them. She knew that Dalton Academy, the prestigious private school, resided there. But besides that, she figured it was just going to be another boring town in boring Ohio. Of course, Lima wasn't the most fun place either, but she knew her way around there at least. Her dad drove through was considered 'the downtown area,' which was really just a small line-up of shops and restaurants. There were many neighborhoods throughout the area and many of the houses were expensive-looking. It became apparent to Melody that her father was trying to tell her story about when he used to live in Westerville, but she had been ignoring him the whole time.

"Yeah, that's great, dad," Melody whispered as she stared out her window.

That day was rather sunny and mild, winter was approaching though so it was getting brisker. Blaine could see the worry in his daughter's eyes and let out a breath. "You'll get used to, Mel. I did and so did your other dad."

Melody rolled her eyes and then faced towards her dad. "Well, I will never like here, just to let you know. I already hate it."

"Oh come one, Mel. It's not that different from Lima," Blaine tried to convince her.

"Whatever. I don't want to live here. Period," Melody glared out her window again and crossed her arms.

"Well, you better start getting used to it," Blaine commented as he drove the car onward.

"Why is this happening, dad?" Melody asked her father. "Why does he just suddenly want me back? Why doesn't he just adopt another kid?"

Blaine closed his eyes. "Because you are his only daughter, Mel. You've got to give him a chance, okay? Don't just hate him without knowing who he is, yet."

"I know that he left me. I know that he's horrible to you probably too," Melody said as she blinked over at him again.

"Melody, just please, don't do anything stupid. I know it's sad to say but…if he feels like I'm on his bad side, he probably won't let me see you," Blaine said as he turned the car into a neighborhood.

Melody bulged her eyes. "But that's not fair! You're my father just as much as he is!"

"I know. I know," Blaine began as he turned down a corner. "It's just… you are technically his. His blood is running through your veins, not mine."

"It doesn't matter though. You're the one who has been there for me. Why would some attorney just give me away to him?" Melody asked as she grasped the car seat.

"It's too complicated, Mel," Blaine said as he pulled into a driveway. "Now. You are going to be on your best behavior, okay?"

"Whatever," Melody mumbled as she rolled her eyes.

"Excuse me, young lady?" Blaine asked her.

"Yes, sir," Melody answered, sarcastically.

"And I don't care if you hate him or not, be nice to him. Because you're going to have to be with him for a long while," Blaine explained.

Melody groaned as she unbuckled herself and followed her father up the driveway. The house was fairly large, she noticed. It was a perfectly painted white and all of the window shutters and the door were painted a navy blue. It seemed to have almost a homey and welcoming feeling to it, surprisingly. Blaine rang the door bell and Melody began to gaze around the neighborhood. Kurt opened the door and smiled at Blaine.

"Hey," Kurt whispered. Blaine noticed that there was a small patch of flour on Kurt's cheek.

"Baking something?" Blaine asked. Kurt let out a laugh.

"I was making cookies when you rang. Well come on in," Kurt said as he opened the door wider. Blaine grasped onto Melody's hand and the two walked past the man into the house. Melody stood in awe as she walked into the home. It was perfectly decorated in every way. The floor was a dark hard wood that matched the light blue walls perfectly. Silver picture frames were hung everywhere, showing scenes of New York City. But the most beautiful thing of all was the crystal chandelier that hung from ceiling above the door. Melody heard the door being closed again and Kurt walked up beside them.

"Follow me," Kurt said as he walked ahead of them. As they followed, more of the house was shown. Melody began to notice a pattern which was of silvers, blues, and dark floorings. Everything matched in one way or another. Melody was already impressed by the place and she hadn't even seen the upstairs yet. She and Blaine entered into the kitchen area. In the middle of the room was a counter island and a bowl full of cookie dough. Chocolate chips and walnuts sat to the side of the bowl. Kurt walked back over to the bowl and then smiled at them.

"Have a seat, please. I'll be done in a second. I hope chocolate chip is okay…I just figured everyone likes them so," Kurt said as he stared nervously at Melody.

She gave him a soft smile, although she hated it, and then nodded her head."They're my favorites, don't worry," Melody said as she and Blaine sat down at the kitchen table.

"Okay…" Kurt breathed out. "Good." He went back to stirring the dough and then threw some chocolate chips in. Melody continued to look around the house, as did Blaine.

"Your house…" Melody began. "It's incredible." She felt herself go numb as the words came out. She was complimenting him and it felt…weird.

"Well, thank you," Kurt said as he held a hand to his heart. "I really try to stay up to date with the current fads and at the same time add my own flair."

Melody nodded her head and then stared around. Kurt finished making the dough and then stuck it in the refrigerator.

"Okay," Kurt began as he clasped his hands together. "Why don't I give you two a full tour of the house?" Melody and Blaine looked over at each and shrugged. They then spoke in unison. "Okay, that sounds good."

After Kurt had shown them around the house, he stopped them in front of the final room.

"Now, I just started this yesterday," He began as slowly turned the knob. "But I got a good portion of the work done." He fully opened the door and revealed the room. Three out of the four walls were painted purple, in the very back was a black and white design wallpaper. All around hung silver frames with different black and white photos of New York. Above on the ceiling was a smaller chandelier and then there was the closet. It was a walk-in one that had to two long railings to hang clothes in. The bed was queen-sized and had a black comforter on it. Melody stared around the room and began to slowly walk in, leaving Kurt and Blaine at the door.

"Is it all right?" Kurt asked as he folded his hands, nervously.

"It's…amazing," Melody said as she continued to explore around it, wide-eyed.

"How did you do all of this?" Blaine asked as he gazed around.

"My dad helped me and we got most of it done," Kurt said with a grin as he watched Melody walk around the room. Melody grew to realize that this room was like her old one, except even better. It was perfect in every way to her.

"Thank you," Melody said as turned back to the two men.

Kurt smile softly at her. "You are very welcome. I had to make sure that you felt comfortable in this big house, after all."

Melody smiled at him a little and then she turned towards Blaine.

"So..." She said as she looked between the men. "Am I staying here tonight...or?" Kurt looked over to Blaine with questioning eyes. Blaine was halfway tempted to ask for one more night with her, but he knew that it was time to let Melody go. He could see the sadness in her eyes when she realized that she staying. But she remembered what Blaine had told her to just put up with so she could see him. The three went back downstairs and then Kurt unlocked the door, waiting for Blaine and his daughter to say their final goodbyes.

"Bye, Mel," Blaine whispered to her. She grew a tear and then pulled him to a hug. Kurt watched them with a slight feeling of envy.

"Bye, daddy," She whispered into his shoulder. The two broke apart and then Blaine began to walk away from his daughter. Kurt gave him a small grin as he leaned against the door.

"It was good to see you, Blaine." As Blaine walked out the door, he gave one last look to Melody and then Kurt shut the door, ruining there final moment. Blaine turned on his heel back towards his car. Leaving behind the world he used to know.

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