Like Ships In The Night: A Glee Fanfic
Chapter 7: Out From Under
I don't want to dream about,
All the things that never were,
And maybe I can live without,
When I'm out from under
I don't want to feel the pain,
What good would it do me now?
I'll get it all figured out,
When I'm out from under.
Welcome to Chapter 7 everyone! Thanks to all those who reviewed and favorited the story (I really really really really appreciate it!) This is where our SeBlaine road starts to get angsty (pshh I know, I know . . . already pretty angsty). The lyrics above pertain to Blaine and how he thinks he is going to feel once he is "out from under" Sebastian's seductive influence and charms. I PROMISE this a SEBLAINE story, so don't be worried about spoiler the wee bit of Klaine in the beginning of the chapter. Sorry this took a month, but Michael Fassbender's sexiness has been quite a distraction ;) Enjoy, and as always PLEASE REVIEW (or REVIEW AGAIN!)! I WILL LOVE YOU FOREVER AND EVER IF YOU DO!
Shout out goes to: Marley5815 because your review pushed me to write the next chapter! You should be super proud of yourself :)
Disclaimer: I don't own Glee. Nope, not one bit.
Summary: Will Blaine and Sebastian keep passing each other by or will Blaine let the ever-growing lust for Sebastian consume him? Can even the devious Sebastian Smythe change his wicked ways for one Blaine Anderson? Klaine/SeBlaine fic. Rated M for later chapters.
Blaine had no idea how he had gotten there. It was almost as if he closed his eyes when Sebastian told him to get out, and opened them at his boyfriends front door. In between Point A and Point B was a big foggy mess in Blaine's head. After Blaine knocked on the door excessively, Kurt finally graced him with his presence. "What are you doing here?" Kurt asked. Tearstains littered his pale skin and his eyes looked like they had been rubbed raw. Whatever spite and anger Kurt had been harboring earlier that evening clearly had given way to his emotional and physical exhaustion.
"Can we talk?" Blaine asked him earnestly.
"I don't know if I have anything to say to you," Kurt was dry and his face was deadpanned.
"But I have some things that I need to say to you, please. After all that we have been through . . ."
"Alright, come in," Kurt said in a resigned tone. He shut the door behind him and Blaine followed him up to Kurt's bedroom. As they both sat down, Blaine took a deep breath. He knew what he was about to do was going to be painful but he had to do it. Telling Kurt would be like taking out a splinter in your skin, it would hurt but the wound needed to heal properly.
"Kurt . . . I . . . you were right," Blaine said, still breathing deeply. Kurt's face was still emotionless, all his tears and frustration had run dry.
"Right about what?" Kurt asked, playing stupid. They both knew what was going to come out of Blaine's mouth next.
"About . . . me and Sebastian." Silence blanketed the room, neither one of them knowing who should speak next. Finally Blaine decided to pull the splinter out quickly, "We kissed, Kurt. And I know now how horrible it was and how much I hurt you . . . how much I am still hurting you." Blaine reached across the space between them and grabbed Kurt's hand and squeezed them tightly. "I love you, Kurt. Sebastian means nothing to me." Blaine's stomach turned after saying that, knowing that most of it was a flat lie. "I'm sorry I was stupid enough to fall for his tricks, and I am begging you to forgive me."
"That's all it was? Just a kiss?" Blaine's stomach twisted again as he told another lie.
"Yes, Kurt." Kurt sighed and for the first time that evening a slight smile graced his face.
"I love you too," Kurt said, squeezing back. "But I need space and time to process this, ok?"
"Whatever you need," Blaine said. He gently placed a kiss on Kurt's forehead as he stood up and walked out the way he had come in.
When Blaine walked in the door of his house after the longest night in his life, he leaned back against the wood. Tears fell fast down the side of his face, leaving tracks under his tired eyes. His legs collapsed from underneath him and he slid down to floor. As he hit the floor he felt like there was a giant hole beginning to form in his stomach, and emptiness, pain engulfed him. His hands were shaking violently as they grabbed his black, curly hair and his sobs shook him. He laid his head back against the door processing the events of the night. Had he just fixed the problems with the love of his life or had he walked out on him? Blaine knew that he wasn't nearly as happy as he should be, Kurt essentially forgave him for spending time with Sebastian, but then why did Blaine feel like he had just made the biggest mistake in his life? Why did he feel like a total fuck up? He wrapped his still shaking hands around his stomach as he felt the loss, the void. "Sebastian," Blaine said in a shaky voice to himself. "What have I done . . ."
The week after Blaine had left Sebastian and rekindled his relationship with Kurt had been the most painful in his life. In Glee Club, everyone had started to worry about him; a different person each day asked him if he was feeling all right. He couldn't say, "No, I left the one person I think means the most to me in the world and now I don't know if he even would take me back unless I break up with my best friend." The whole situation was frustrating him. Why couldn't he have both of them? He knew that if he dumped Kurt for Sebastian that Kurt would never agree to the "just friends" idea, and Sebastian didn't even want to look at him while he was still with Kurt. He desperately wanted both of them there in his life, but at the moment it seemed impossible. Then he heard Kurt's voice interrupt his inner turmoil, "So, do you want to go out tonight?"
Blaine's voice was sullen and tired, "It's a school night, Kurt." Kurt's face looked confused,
"Blaine, its Friday."
"Oh," Had he really become that disconnected? "Then . . . sure. Why not?"
"Great," Kurt said enthusiastically. "Ill pick you up around 7." As Kurt walked away, Blaine sighed deeply, wondering what his boyfriend had planned for the evening.
When Kurt pulled up to Scandals, Blaine almost jumped out of the car and ran. He knew that there was a VERY good chance that Sebastian was in there (Zebras don't change their stripes) and he has horrified at the idea of running into him there. His mind flashed back to when they danced there together weeks ago: Sebastian slowly moved his hands under Blaine's button up shirt and felt his hot, bare skin. Blaine let out a low groan . . .his breathing got heavy simply THINKING about Sebastian. And then the memory of their passionate kiss in the parking lot flooded his mind: Sebastian violently grabbed Blaine's head of hair and pulled him into an aggressive kiss, his tongue jamming into Blaine's hot, moist throat as he shoved him against Blaine's car. . .they were sweet, but now painful reflections. He knew he would completely fall apart if he had to see Sebastian, or even worse, with someone else. "Kurt," Blaine stammered, "Can't we go somewhere else?"
"Come on, we are already here. It's a 30 minute drive to the Lima Bean from here." Damn it, Blaine thought, he knew that was boyfriend was right. Maybe Seb wouldn't be there . . .wishful thinking. Blaine spotted his gorgeous Sebastian the second he walked through the door, and to Blaine's utter dismay, he was grinding with some 30-year old guy. The urge in his stomach was to walk up to the much older man, punch him square in the face, take Sebastian's hand, and walk away from everything. But then he would lose Kurt forever. So he sucked up his anger and jealousy and sat down with Kurt to get a drink. Even after 2 shots of tequila, Blaine couldn't stop staring at Sebastian, watching the sweat drip down his beautiful forehead onto his pressed blue button up Ralph Lauren. Then, Blaine's heart dropped into his stomach when he saw the older man lean down and suck Sebastian's mouth . . .his Sebastian's mouth. When Sebastian's tongue finally slid out of the bastard's mouth, his eyes shot directly at Blaine, like daggers flying across the room piercing his heart. Blaine quickly turned back around to face the bar, his heart thumping in his chest and his blood boiling.
About ten minutes after "the look", Blaine felt chills run down his spine as he felt a familiarly warm finger tap his shoulder. "Hey Blaine," Sebastian smelled like gin and sounded like someone from the jersey Shore after a long night at Karma. Kurt turned around slowly with an equally grim look on his face, but Blaine noticed something else too . . .Kurt had a hint of smugness on his face too. "Hey to you too RuPaul," Sebastian said to Kurt.
"Come Blaine, we are leaving," Kurt said smirking a little. "I don't want to sit around on my night off dealing with sore losers." Sebastian's face turned from arrogant to severely pissed off. As the stood up and started walking, they heard Sebastian's now vicious voice:
"So you're back with that 13-year old girl then, Blaine? I guess I was wrong about you having balls, then." Once they got outside, Blaine turned around to stare and Sebastian; his eyes were hurt and sad.
"Please don't do this Seb, you're embarrassing yourself."
"IM embarrassing myself?" Sebastian was still VERY drunk and VERY angry. "You're the one who is still dating someone who can't even satisfy your needs! You know I could give you more than he could even dream of!" Sebastian said as he pointed angrily at Kurt.
"We have a more intimate relationship than you and Blaine could ever have!" Kurt said vehemently. "Blaine has told me everything and we have worked through it because we LOVE each other. You aren't even capable of love! All you two have done is share a kiss, A KISS. Blaine and I have a connection that you could never . . ." Sebastian's face turned absolutely wicked (and sexy of course) as he interrupted Kurt's rampage.
"So . . ." Sebastian said laughing wickedly, "Your boyfriend hasn't told you just quite everything, has he?" Kurt's face got dark as he turned to Blaine with a worried look on his face.
"Blaine . . . what is he talking about?" Sebastian was laughing maniacally now as he saw Kurt's horrified expression. Blaine looked at Sebastian with terror and pleading in his eyes.
"Sebastian, please. PLEASE don't do this."
"You see, your boyfriend left out a VERY important detail about our comings and goings," Sebastian said ignoring Blaine's plea. "He neglected to inform you that he sucked my dick, and he absolutely LOVED it." Blaine looked completely broken as he stared at Kurt's face. Kurt looked like someone had stuffed him in a garbage bag and beaten him with a pipe.
"I'm sorry," Blaine muttered almost too quietly for anyone to hear.
"I'm sorry too," Kurt said, his voice cracking. "I'm sorry that I trusted you. I'm sorry I gave my heart to you and you shattered it to pieces. I'm sorry that you let a slut like him ruin what we had. Goodbye Blaine."
"Kurt, please! I need you!" Blaine shouted after him, sobs ripping into his chest.
"You have him, now." Kurt said bitterly, pointing at Sebastian. "And he will never be enough."
Sebastian saw Blaine collapse on the ground, and as much as he wanted to walk over and hold him, he turned his back and walked back into the club.
OH MY GOODNESS! DUN DUN DUUUNNNNNNN! I know I am SUPER over dramatic but the drama in this chapter is kind of necessary. Please don't kill me; you know I have SeBlaines best interests at heart :) I loved writing this chapter, and I am CRAZY excited for the next one- hope you are too? Update will be soon, REVIEW YOUR LITTLE HEARTS OUT!