Rise Above The Ashes
Chapter 5
"Tell me you're both going to Glee right now," Kitty growled stomping under the bleachers to where Blaine and Sam were discussing Star Wars.
Blaine stopped in the middle of his argument, the corner of his mouth pulling into a smirk. "What happened with Marley now Kitkat?"
"Not even Marley, it's Schuester driving me wild and I need back up."
Sam groaned, grabbing Blaine's cigarette from between his fingers and stamping it out. "Why's he back anyway? We were doing fine with Finn."
Glaring at Sam, Blaine rolled his eyes and stood up pulling his blonde haired friend to his feet. "Because he's a controlling douchebag that is attempting to live out his fantasies through a bunch of teenagers."
"Oh ewwwie," Kitty grimaced jumping onto Sam's back whilst Blaine rolled along beside them on his skateboard. "Why are we still part of this stupid club again?"
"Finn," Sam and Blaine answered in chorus.
"He needs it for a college credit now," Sam smiled, gladly accepting the junior mint Kitty held out in front of his mouth.
She sighed, thumping her head off of his shoulder. "For Finn."
"For Finn," The boy's echoed thundering down the school hallways to avoid Finn's anger if they were late. Not that Blaine at least would care for any other teacher in the school, except for maybe Sue.
"Aww, I think that's really sweet," Tina was cooing with a smile as they entered the room, holding Rachel's hand with a ring on her middle finger. "It's just such a sweet story."
"I think it's disgusting," Blaine sniggered, tilting his chair backwards and placing his hands behind his head. "I already know that story's a load of shit anyway."
"It is not!" Rachel yelped eyeing Blaine up and down.
Blaine's chair rocked back to the floor and he grinned at the tiny girl in front of him. "Yehuh. Or at least that's what your roommates have been saying. Brody's a gigolo and got the crap beaten out of him by Finn, rightfully so for leading you on though."
Rachel tilted her head as she appraised Blaine, not sure whether to be insulted or happy he was still defending her in a crude way. "Well anyways, it's still a gorgeous ring." Throwing Blaine an indecipherable look she flounced back to the front of the room where the majority of the graduated members of the Glee club were sat, Puck, Quinn and Mike the only absentees.
Kurt buried his face in his hands groaning and deliberately avoiding looking at his shortest roommate. Santana cackled, leaning her head on Brittany's shoulder, "I freaking love this Blaine so much." Snickering still she looked once over him, "Although you need to do something about that hair Anderson. I mean hell who new that under the gel helmet you were hiding Frodo Baggins."
"Screw you Satan."
"Not your team Curly Top."
"Let's face it though we'd be fucking hot," Blaine smirked waggling his eyebrows up and down.
"Well obviously."
"Right let's get started," Mr Schuester yelled before Santana and Blaine could truly get going, slightly terrified about where that road could lead to. "The theme for this week was goodbye, because most of you are graduating in two weeks time and will be leaving us again." Smiling at the old Glee members he extended a hand to them, "And many of you have left us already and gone on to bigger and better things. So," Clapping his hands together he looked around the group gathered in front of him, "Who wants to go first?"
Blaine rolled his eyes at everyone glancing between one another, seeing both Rachel and Santana about to move he instantly jumped to the front. "I will," He grinned at the two huffing girls, "But it depends if these guys know it." Leaning over to the band he whispered the title of the song, grinning at the way their faces lit up and they instantly started to play as he moved to the centre of the room.
Kurt sucked in a deep breath as he recognised the song, a song that had played a few times in Blaine's repertoire before dinner the night before. When Blaine's silky smooth voice joined the music with a hard edge to it, Kurt felt the breath be stolen from his body. He felt as though he had been hit by a freight train, a mix of hearing Blaine sing for the first time in months, the song choice and Blaine's obvious agony as he sang the song.
"Fall to your knees, bring on the rapture." Blaine's eyes skirted over those watching as he started the second verse, landing on Kurt and singing directly to him. "Blessed be the boys time can't capture." Tearing his gaze from Blaine's, Kurt fiddled with his fingers trying not to read too much into what Blaine was singing.
Flickering his gaze around the old New Directions he raised an eyebrow slightly, "Former heroes who quit too late." He smirked at Rachel and Finn's discomfort, rolling his eyes and fighting not to stop the song right there and yell at them to stop being stupid. If Blaine had learned one thing in the last year, it was that life was too short to waste. Finn and Rachel would be dancing around each other for years to come before inevitably settling down together, with the 2.5 kids and the white picket fence. He turned to Mr. Schue and shook his head with a look of utter disdain, "Who just wanna fill up the trophy case again."
Watching Kurt turn away from him completely, Blaine felt a wrench in his heart and instead turned to Kitty with a soft smile usually reserved for when they were alone as he launched into the chorus. "In the end, I'd do it all again, I think you're my best friend." He nodded to her with the gentle smile still in place before moving on, much in the way he now lived his life refusing to think about what he could regret in future years. He was well aware that he'd seemingly adopted the motto 'live fast, die young' and while he wasn't necessarily okay with it on the inside what he portrayed to everyone else felt more important in the here and now.
"I'm not passive but aggressive. Take note it's not impressive." Blaine's eyes closed slightly fighting the urge to be furious with himself over the ways in which he'd acted over the last half a year or so. He'd been disappointed by so many people. So many people had left him in the space of less than a year. He was aware that the aggression had always been there, he'd been through enough punching bags to vouch for that, it was just shown more outwardly these days.
"All those people in those old photographs I've seen are dead." His eyes clouded over, Kurt watching him closely, worried about the boy who he knew was still the love of his short life.
"I'm yours." Blaine's eyes met Kurt's again and they both sucked in sharp breaths at the tumultuous storm of emotions each saw in the other. It had been a hell of a year for all parties involved. Kurt could now admit that he hadn't acted in his relationships best interests when he was swept up in the whirlwind that was New York at the beginning of the school year. "When it rains it pours." Kurt smiled ruefully trying not to laugh at how accurate that metaphor was for the last six to eight months.
"Don't you know that the kids aren't al-, kids aren't alright?" Blaine almost whispered the final line, chest heaving with emotion. Looking up from the floor, his eyes whipped around the group sat staring at him in shock, his own raggedy breathing the only sound in the otherwise silent room.
Turning on his heel, Blaine stormed from the room leaving the stunned Glee club behind. Kurt instantly rose to his feet but Kitty stormed past him a moment later, shoving him back into his seat. "I've got him."
Kurt watched her go with an open mouth and a heavy heart Blaine's performance had definitely been heartfelt. Sighing he dropped back into his smiling wanly when he felt Santana's arm slide around his shoulders and Rachel take hold of the hand in his lap moments later.
"We'll get him back Kurt," Santana murmured gently, ignoring Mr Schuester trying to pick the Glee session again, asking Unique to perform her song. Most of the eyes were focused on the doorway and the direction in which Blaine and Kitty had departed.
"Blaine, wait up!" Kitty yelled, juggling both of their bags and his skateboard as she chased after him through the hallways.
"I'm not in the mood Kitty. Go back to Glee."
Kitty stopped short, noticing the tremble in Blaine's voice, something she hadn't really heard since October. Shouldering both of their backpacks she trudged after him, following him under the bleachers and wincing at the cigarette he was fumbling to light. Dropping the skateboard she walked over and took the zippo from his hand, shaking it before lighting the cigarette he was holding in his quivering hand.
"Hit yourself too close to home Cupcake?" She murmured, pushing the lighter back into his jeans pocket.
Blaine smiled wanly running one hand over his face and taking a drag from the cigarette before falling onto the grotty old couch, skilfully avoiding the occasional spring sticking out of it. "That obvious huh?"
Shrugging Kitty dropped down beside him, throwing her legs over his and laying her head on his shoulder. "Take me with you when you leave Blaine, please?"
He pressed a kiss to her forehead, "I love you Kitty. I know I don't say it but you are my best friend and if I could I would."
"I know," She whispered, "I love you too."
"Fucking Glee club," Blaine murmured, wrapping his arms tightly around her and letting his head fall back against the couch.
"Too many emotions running wild," Kitty laughed softly.
Blaine sighed, "No kidding, I need to get out tonight."
"Can I stay in your room and wait for you to come back?"
"Of course, but if I don't realise you're there then I'm sorry."
Kitty laughed, "What else is new? You just need someone to look after you when you get drunk."
"That's why you're my girl."
Still laughing Kitty hit Blaine's shoulder lightly, "You wish."
"We'd be a power couple Babe," Blaine grinned.
"Damn straight."