Chapter 11: {Dammit Chang!}

"I'm sorry Mike."

Mike didn't look at her when she spoke. Don't break the poker face Michael, don't let anyone see how you really feel.

"For what Tina," it took a lot of strength for him to say it as nonchalantly as possible.

"Dave, can you leave us here?"

"No, I think David should say," Mike finally turned towards her and put a hand on the back of his chair in a unworried stretch. "Anything you say can be said in front of him."

"Don't worry about it Mike, I think it's better if I get out of here." Dave picked up his bag, flashed a reassuring smile and walked to the other side of the room. Mike followed him with his eyes he caught a glance of Kurt and Finn before Tina blocked his few. They were silently bickering about something and Kurt looked like an emotional wreck. Mike frowned, when all the bitterness was shoved aside Mike felt for the guy. Pity mostly. I pity him for being such an idiot.

"I made a mistake." Tina sat down in front of him and took his hand into hers. He pulled his hands away and couldn't help but raise an annoyed eyebrow.

"Are you forgetting that I broke up with you? Not the other way around."

"That's not what I am talking about," Tina pouted. "I'm talking about Blaine."

"We have been through this Tina, I didn't cheat on you."

"I know, Blaine told me…or at least he screamed it at Kurt. That's not the point. I shouldn't have been so angry at you for breaking up with me when really all you were trying to do was prevent me from getting hurt. I realize that you don't have feelings for me like you might have for…someone else," she sighed wistfully but had Mike's full attention. "I guess I should have seen it coming. I'm not the best girlfriend."

Mike shook his head and leaned forward, taking her hand.

"You were a great girlfriend Tina," he smiled a little. "I just don't want to be in a relationship when I don't have feelings for you anymore."

Tina sighed and looked away from him.

"I know."

"I'm sorry Tina."

"I know you are Mike. But you have more important things to worry about," she sniffed and fiddled with her lacy sleeves. "Blaine is pretty upset."

Mike dropped his nonchalant persona instantly. "What?"

"He stormed out of school just now, Kurt and Finn…"

Mike legs were shaking as he stood up.

"Blaine found out," He whispered. "Didn't he?"

Tina nodded quickly and looked up at him with worried eyes. "Mike, are you okay?"

Mike didn't bother answering, instead he sent a quick glare to Kurt and Finn and ran out of the choir room.

"Blaine," he called out as he ran across the parking lot. Blaine looked up and then quickly back down as he fiddled with his car keys. Mike finally reached the car just as Blaine was about to shut the door. Mike went to stop the door from shutting but his hand got smashed.

"Oh my god, sorry!" Blaine opened the door and quickly got out.

Mike ignored it and shook his hands.

"Forget it Blaine," he looked up at Blaine and squinted his eyes, trying to see what Blaine was feeling. Blaine was an open book unfortunately. Mike could see the heart-ache and emptiness in his eyes and his heart yearned to comfort him. "Blaine, I'm-"

"You knew Mike," Blaine shouted then his voice went into a soft, desperate whisper. "You knew"

Mike stepped back a little and his face flinched like Blaine had spat on him.

"Blaine, you don't understand," Mike looked away from him, trying not to show how much it hurt him, how much it wrecked him to see Blaine so torn up. "I wanted to protect you." His eyes lowered to the cement below his feet. "I wanted to stop your heart from hurting."

He heard Blaine take in a breath.

"I would have been grateful if you told me, if I didn't have to find out by seeing them."

"I didn't…mean."

"Mike," Blaine practically shouted. "Stop it."

"Stop what?" Mike finally looked up, bewildered.

"Stop trying to keep everyone happy!" Blaine shoved Michael back. "Dammit Chang! Don't do this to people. I know you were trying to keep me from being broken-hearted but dammit…I'm more hurt that you didn't tell me the truth. I'm more hurt," tears were streaming down his face. "That you kept me worrying about you the entire weekend." He wiped at his tears in frustration. "I'm more hurt that you knew about this Mike, that you knew and you decided not to tell me. You decided that you could control the fates and keep everything happy and lovely so nothing would hurt. Who are you to deicide, Chang? Do you really think that I wasn't going to catch on eventually? Do you think it would cause me any less pain to have you avoid me until Kurt broke up with me? Do you think I could bear that Michael? " Blaine shoved at Mike again, who was staring at him in shock.

Mike didn't know how to respond, his tongue was stuck. This time, he wanted to speak out. He want to say something. But when he needed his voice the most it left him.

"Say something…."

"Blaine…I…"

Blaine wiped face again and took in a breath. "Is our friendship real, Michael? Is it? Did you really only become friends with me to spy on me?"

"No! God, no! Of course not! Blaine I would never do such a thing," Michael's voice was cracking and vulnerable as he stepped a little closer to Blaine. "I became your friend because I wanted to be your friend. Please just…trust me."

Blaine backed away, shaking his head. "I need to think about this."

Mike watched as Blaine's car sped out of the parking lot. His mind felt empty. His body felt sore. His eyes were starting to sting as he stepped toward the school. You really fucked it up this time Chang.

-Blaine, you were right. I'm sorry, I should have told you.-

-I'm sorry.-

-I'm sorry Blaine.-

-Blaine I know I'm being a hypocrite by asking you to respond but please respond-

-Blaine?-

-Blaine? Please.-

-Okay, I get it. Just message me when you aren't mad at me anymore.-

After trying to calling twenty times and sending even more texts messages Mike finally set down his phone and buried his face in his hands he started to sob uncontrollably as he thought of Blaine and how he was feeling.

"I fucked it up, I fucked it up so much." He said aloud as he rocked back and forth in his chair. Michael hadn't bothered going home when everyone in Glee club had left. Instead he had walked into the empty auditorium and sat down at the piano.

If I could just go back to the day I first met him. If I could just not talk to him. No, I could never do that. I love everything he has given my life. I love his friendship. I love his stupid mannerisms. I love his curly hair.

"Oh god, I love him," for a moment after saying that Mike felt a powerful elation, a sort of electricity running through his entire being. But it was quickly stamped out the ache he felt knowing that Blaine was mad and that he was the cause of it. I never wanted to cause him pain. If anything I want to give him the opposite of pain. I want him to be happy. I want him to be so happy that his entire existence seems like a fairy tale.

"Hey, Asian buddy…"

Mike looked up to see Brittany standing on the opposite side of the stage. Her smile was bright and welcoming. Looking at her reminded him of the friendship they once had and how much he missed it, they had stop being close when Tina stepped into his life. Not out of jealousy or dislike, they just fell away from each other. Oh Brit, what happened to us?

"Oh," he stood up and tried to compose himself though tears were still dripping off his chin. "Hey blonde buddy." He wiped his faced and forced a shaky smile.

Brittany walked over to him and surprised him with a big hug.

"It's okay," She said as she gripped onto him and patted his back. "He'll come to his senses, I know will. He is just being an adulterer."

Mike knew what she was trying to say but he couldn't help but chuckle a little as he returned the hug.

"If he doesn't come back then he isn't worth it," she pulled away and smiled at him innocently.

Mike nodded numbly and wiped at his tears again.

"Cheer up Mikey, nobody like's a sad Asian."

Mike chuckled again.

"You know what Brit-Brit," he smiled again. "You are right, he'll come around. But for now I think the only thing that will really cheer me up is if I could have this dance?" He bowed slightly and held out his hands.

"Anything to cheer up my Asian buddy."