Didn't think I would see you again Chapter 30
Do you guys remember me? I'm Shae, I like to write stuff and have a good time, I hear you like to read stuff :P So without further ado I give you a lengthy authors note: I am so freaking sorry, this has taken me far too long but I have been busy, I've been on holidays and I've been writing my original story and yeah Christmas and stuff :P
My laptop crashed when I originally went to post this a month or so ago and that kind of sucked all the motivation out of me :( I am really sorry though, I meant to have this out so much sooner and to be honest I could have kept writing for DAYS and DAYS cause I have so much I wanted in this chapter but I think what I have is sufficient :D
Gosh I feel like I've been gone 5ever (that means longer than 4ever) :O well let's think of important things that have happened, hmm… Jesus had a birthday, year he's getting a bit old, he's frigging 2011 now :O wow! Oh we rolled over into a new year HURRAH! Happy *belated* New Year! I hope the first month has been good :D I got my tongue pierced :D Glee came back, was I the only one that was disappointed? I don't know what it is but I was disappointed maybe it's just cause I'm so psyched for the Michael ep! :D
Okay so um I don't know about this chapter, I don't even know how to explain it, I am actually very unsure about it :/ More about that later :P
I got a lot of messages recently from Anon's on tumblr and they said they were dying for this chapter, I hope I haven't died yet :P
I also just wanted to thank everyone who has stuck with me this long and to everyone who has alerted this story and me and thankyou to everyone who has stuck me in their favourites and also to those who have reviewed :D You guys don't even know how much you mean to me, I know I am not as popular as some other fic's but what I have is enough for me :)
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(OoLostGirloO) Sarah, You are EVERYTHING to me, you are my best friend, my sister, my wall to bounce ideas off, my inspiration and my Queen! (You know what of your majesty!) I love you Sarebear, I love when you listen to me rant about my stories and even more so when you rant about yours, spending Christmas and New Years and just that amazing month with you was so fantastic and I miss you so much, we need to see each other more this year :) And in a few years we will have our house and a Connor! (I love that bloke too! He knows why, I see the twat too much for him not too :P) Love you Sarbear!
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Again I am sorry for the wait :)
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Kurt wrapped his arms around his legs as he watched Aiden move around his room, making comments at everything he saw. Kurt looked at his hands as he thought about the events that preceded the one he was in. He'd gone from distraught to really pissed off. Aiden was everything that he hated about humanity all rolled into one but that said Aiden still scared Kurt even if Kurt hated to admit it. Aiden had hit a spot, a button, inside of Kurt when he placed a threat on Blaine's life, Kurt knew that no matter what he would comply to Aiden's demand even if it was going to kill him inside. Blaine's life was more important than happiness.
"What's this?" Aiden said as he flopped on to the bed, turning Kurt's attention onto himself. The way he wants Kurt thought to himself, his lip curled in disgust of the boy beside him.
Aiden was holding a small picture frame and Kurt completely zoned out as he focused on the picture, it was of him and Blaine, they'd placed it in his 'Hope Chest' together. Kurt could still remember how it all happened.
"Hey hon?" Blaine called from the floor, he and Kurt had been packing stuff all day and in his travels he's spotted Kurt's hope box, he knew what it was of course.
Kurt popped out of the bathroom, a tooth brush hanging out of his mouth, his hair messy and wet from the shower, Blaine stopped breathing for a moment at the sight of Kurt in his clothes, of course it wasn't an unfamiliar sight, Kurt often wore Blaine's clothes but that didn't stop Blaine's breath catching in his throat.
Kurt signalled with his hand for Blaine to give him a moment, of course Blaine complied but after a moment of twiddling his thumbs on the floor he stood up and joined Kurt in the bathroom. Blaine stood by the door as he watched Kurt clean his teeth; he smiled gently when Kurt noticed him in the mirror. Blaine, being the metaphorical puppy he is, wandered over and wrapped his arms around Kurt's waist, stretching his neck up slightly to place it on Kurt's shoulder.
Kurt smiled at him in the mirror like they had been doing this for years and Blaine hoped they would be because in that moment, in every moment really, Blaine knew that this is where he belonged, in a tiny bathroom with his arms around the one he loved.
Kurt turned in his embrace as he finished off his routine. As he turned he turned into Blaine's lips, pulling him closer. Nothing was quite like kissing Kurt, Blaine decided as his tongue traced the opening of Kurt's lips. Kurt smiled for a split moment before granting Blaine access, allowing Blaine to deepen the kiss.
Kurt broke the kiss before placing a swift peck to Blaine's lips, his arms rising from Blaine's hips to wrap gently around Blaine's neck as they both breathed each other in. Blaine smiled at the scent of Kurt he leant forward gently and kissed down Kurt's neck, Kurt angling his head so Blaine could gain better access.
"You smell delicious," Blaine mumbled into Kurt's neck, Kurt giggled slightly as Blaine nipped his skin "-I could just eat you up," Blaine said before covering his teeth with his lips and nibbling on Kurt's neck playfully.
"Blaine," Kurt said through his giggles but that only encouraged Blaine to continue his assault.
Soon enough Kurt was able to capture Blaine's lips in a kiss and that was a successful distraction Kurt decided.
After they separated again, Blaine rested his forehead against Kurt's as Kurt remembered Blaine calling him into the other room earlier "What was it that you were calling me out for?"
Blaine took a moment to remember and Kurt loved the look of confusion that spread over his face, he wished his retinas were cameras so he could capture that moment. Blaine grabbed Kurt's hand and pulled him out of the bathroom and over to Kurt's 'Hope Chest'.
"Oh god," Kurt groaned as Blaine pulled him down on to the floor, looking up at Kurt like a puppy.
"Can I open it?" Blaine said his eyes glassy with hope.
"Oh what the heck, might as well, it's not like there is anything in there that I mind you seeing," Kurt said before watching Blaine practically bounce on the spot.
"I feel like you are letting me in to your memories or something," Blaine said as he slowly opened the chest, stretching up slightly so to open it all the way.
"You know, Mr Blaine Anderson, you really are adorable," Kurt said as he watched Blaine practically disappear into the chest, pulling out the last item to be placed in there.
"Kurt? Is this my sweater?" Blaine asked curiously, holding up the sweater he'd left on the night of Kurt and Aiden's first date.
"Oh god I completely forgot that was in there," Kurt said, covering his face in embarrassment.
"Hey," Blaine said as he scooted closer "Don't hide your face," he whispered as he gently pulled Kurt's hands away from his face "Did you put me in your hope chest?" he asked gently.
Kurt nibbled on his bottom lip and nodded "I'm Sor-" Kurt was cut off by Blaine's lips, they fell backwards slightly and they both laughed.
"I'm not mad; I think it's SO cute!" Blaine said against Kurt's lips "-sure I nearly froze to death without it but Kuuuuuurrrrrrrrtttttttt," Blaine joked as he leaned in and kissed Kurt again.
"Okay, sweetie, you're embarrassing yourself," Kurt said a smile spread across his face.
"You really are a hopeless romantic and I love it."
"I love you," Kurt mumbled against Blaine's lips.
"I love you too."
"Mm… I like the sound of that."
"Well then I should say it again, I love you," Blaine said sweetly, Kurt smiled and kissed him again.
"You're welcome to keep looking, after that I have nothing to hide," Kurt joked and Blaine scooted back to the chest.
The next thing to be brought out was Kurt's collection of tiaras, Blaine modelled every single one of them for Kurt a constant giggling filling the room, Kurt quickly decided he preferred 'Auroras' Tiara on him.
As Blaine was placing the last Tiara back in the chest he looked at Kurt "Why-why are they in your hope chest, I mean, were you just putting them somewhere safe or?"
It took Kurt a few moments before he answered "I guess they're in there because I'm hoping for a happy ending, like they had," Kurt said fiddling with his hands.
"You will, you know, have a happy ending," Blaine said with a smile.
They were in comfortable silence until Blaine pulled out a stack of magazines "Whoa, you have muscle mags?"
Kurt went beetroot red as he stared at Blaine "They were given to me in my sophomore year, I didn't buy them, I mean some of those guys aren't even attractive," He said rather quickly and Blaine just laughed.
"Calm down, you know it is okay to have these," Blaine stressed with a smile as he flicked through the first one on the pile; he folded back the page and held it up at Kurt, revealing an overly muscled man in his mid-thirties.
"Opinion?" Blaine asked coyly, Kurt scowled at him before assessing the man on the page.
"He's much too tanned like come on, no-one can get a tan like that and expect for it to look normal; his muscles are actually a little disgusting, seriously his biceps are about to explode," By the end of his little rant they were both laughing, they spent the next twenty minutes rating the men in the magazines, lying on their stomachs.
"One day I'll have abs like this," Blaine joked as he showed Kurt a picture of an older gentleman with an eight pack, Kurt's lip curled up in disgust.
"Oh god I hope not."
"Why? Abs are sexy."
"Not like that and besides I uh I like your tummy," Kurt said a faint blush appearing on his cheeks.
Blaine swivelled closer to Kurt "you like my tummy?" he asked with a sly grin as he pressed a small kiss to Kurt's slightly exposed shoulder.
"You know I do," Kurt said as he tried to hold back a shiver as Blaine proceeded to kiss all over his shoulder.
"I like your tummy too," Blaine said and before Kurt knew it he was on his back and Blaine was tickling him, it wasn't an uncommon fact that Kurt was extremely ticklish and in that moment Blaine was taking full advantage of that.
"Blaine!" Kurt squealed as he tried to escape Blaine's clutches. Kurt moved his arms up to capture Blaine's hands but Blaine just smiled, grabbed Kurt's wrists and held them above Kurt's head. Kurt smiled as it meant that he'd successfully stopped Blaine from tickling him. Blaine realized this too but he didn't care as he swooped in and planted a kiss to Kurt's left cheek and then his right.
"What are you doing?" Kurt whispered.
"Shh… just enjoy," Blaine replied in a hushed tone "-close your eyes," he instructed and waited for Kurt to comply.
Blaine dragged his lips from Kurt's cheek up to Kurt's eye, he gently pressed a soft kiss to Kurt's eye, feeling the lid flutter under his lips, he then moved his lips to the next lid as he gave it the same treatment.
Blaine moved down and pressed a light kiss to Kurt's lips, Kurt's eyes fluttered open and they both smiled, "I have an idea," Blaine whispered.
"Yeah?"
"We could put us in the chest," Blaine suggested.
"Now who's the romantic?" Kurt joked.
"Hey, I'm serious, it's your hope chest, we should hope to have more nights like this," Blaine said kissing along Kurt's jaw "-just us and not a care in the world, don't you hope for that?"
"Of course I do but Aiden-"
"I know but hope is something he can't touch, that's ours, it's all we have," Blaine said looking into Kurt's eyes.
Kurt nodded, "Let's do it," he said.
That was the night they took the photo that was the night they framed it and placed it in the hope chest, Kurt would never forget how perfect that night was and how he would never let Aiden take that away from him.
Kurt listened for a few more moments of Aiden's tirade; he was ranting and raving about Kurt's unfaithfulness.
"Oh fuck off!" Kurt finally cried, Aiden stopped speaking and stared at Kurt with wide eyes, surprised by the outburst "Okay, I get it, I cheated on you and your pissed, get over it, it's not like you have any feelings for me beyond the need to ruin everything good in my life."
Aiden looked at Kurt with a gaze that could only be described as twisted affection, it made Kurt sick to his stomach "If I was you I would watch my mouth around me, you don't know what I'm capable of," Aiden said in a harsh tone.
Kurt rolled his eyes and looked away from Aiden; it was the only thing he could do to keep from coming back at him with a snarky response.
Aiden began rambling again, Kurt completely zoned out though, he was too busy wondering what Blaine was doing.
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Blaine walked into the only open store in Westerville; he was in need of a coffee, even if the only one he could get was an iced one.
Blaine walked down the long isle, bopping his head slightly to the music playing around him, he was in a really good mood, The Warblers meeting had been really quick so that was no problem, he just had to leave the store and then he was on his way home- to Kurt's.
He opened up the fridge and pulled out a bottle of coffee and wandered up to the checkouts, there was a young girl behind the counter, her features were pretty simple but Blaine also noticed how tired she looked.
"Hi there," the girl said before scanning and bagging his drink.
"Good evening," he said, "How's your night been?" he asked sweetly as he flashed her a smile.
"Can't complain too much s'pose," she replied before releasing a yawn.
"Long night?"
"Long week more like it," She laughed.
Blaine focused on her name tag, "So, Amy, have you worked here long?" Blaine asked.
Amy smiled slightly "three years so far."
"WOW, that's pretty good, pay well?"
"Better than some places I guess."
"Well I hope the boss treats you right, you seem like a really sweet girl," Blaine complimented; he flashed a look over her shoulder and noticed the flower stand.
"If you'll excuse me for a moment," he said before he wandered over to the stand, he noticed a bouquet of red roses; he smiled as he thought about what Kurt would look like holding one.
"Hey Amy?" Blaine called, Amy turned and smiled at him "-How much are the red roses?"
"Ten dollars," she beamed.
Blaine picked up the bouquet and walked back to Amy's register "I'll grab these too," he said with a grin.
"Of course," Amy said before scanning them and passing them back to Blaine, "that's a total of fourteen dollars ten," she rattled off; Blaine reached in to his pocket for his wallet, pulling out a twenty.
"You can keep the change Amy," Blaine said as he handed the money over.
"Th-Thank you sir," Amy stuttered a few stray stars hiding in her eyes.
"You're very welcome and it's Blaine," Blaine said before he pulled out a rose and laid it on the counter "-You should keep one of these too."
"Thank you Blaine," The girl grinned "-You've really made my night."
"I'm glad, now I better get going or my boyfriend is going to slaughter me," Blaine joked "-Have a good night Amy and I hope that next week will last long for all the right reasons."
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Allen walked into his son's hospital room, his eyes falling on Cohen, the boys hand wrapped around Sam's and his head buried into the mattress as he slept. Allen sighed as he looked down at the trays of pasta in the bag, he really didn't want to wake the poor kid but Cohen needed to eat something. Allen put the bag on the chair before he walked over to Cohen; gently he placed his hand on Cohen's shoulder. Cohen woke with a shout of Sam's name, Allen's heart swelled as he watched the still half asleep boy work out his surroundings "I-I thought- I mean- I dreamt, I dreamt that he was okay," Cohen stuttered out as he rubbed his eyes; Allen frowned slightly, he knew the feeling. When Cohen looked up at Allen, his eyes were red with the tears that had spilled out, Allen lightly tugged on Cohen's shirt and before long Allen Evans found his arms wrapped around a crying teen. Allen rubbed Cohen's back as Cohen's body became racked with sobs, soon enough Allen let his emotions get the best of him and he was crying too.
They stood there for a while just letting out everything they had in them, Cohen was the one to break the embrace, he laughed slightly and rubbed his eyes, he looked back at Sam "I'm sorry you had to see that Sammy."
"I brought some food back, it's nothing special but it'll fill the hole," Allen said gently as he walked over to the food and pulled out a tray for Cohen and a tray for himself.
Not long after they had finished eating Allen was pushing Cohen into the adjoining bathroom "Sam will be fine for fifteen minutes, go shower, Sam's clothes should fit you," he said as he pushed Cohen into the small room.
"They do but that's not the point, what if he wakes up?"
"When he wakes up he's going to want a nice smelling boyfriend so go," Allen joked and Cohen gave him a disbelieving look before giving up and closing the bathroom door.
Cohen rushed his shower, not wanting to miss something important, he was stumbling out of the bathroom not even eight minutes later, his hair saturated as he tried pulling his shirt over his head. Allen looked up from the book he was reading and laughed at Cohen, he reminded him so much of his own boy, he needed that at this point.
Cohen flopped on the chair next to Allen a few seconds later, his hair dripping onto the clean shirt, "What did I miss?" he asked breathlessly, Allen just let out another laugh before standing up and going into the bathroom he returned a moment after with a white towel. Allen walked over to Cohen and dropped the towel on his head before proceeding to dry Cohen's hair "Oh my god! What on earth are you doing?" Cohen esclaimed with a laugh.
"I am drying your hair you dweeb," Allen joked before pulling the towel off of a now dry head.
Cohen laughed before tilting his head back and looking up at Allen with a dopey grin, his hair a mess, Allen scuffed it up "That's a fantastic hair doo," He joked before he pushed Cohen's head back with a laugh.
When they were both seated again Cohen looked at Allen "Why are you doing all of this for me? You know the whole looking after me?" he asked gently.
"Sam calls me every night, did you know that? I work out of town a lot so I don't get to see a lot of him so he would just call me up and tell me about his day, even it was just for thirty seconds, he would just call and it made me feel like I was still here with my family.
"Lately though the conversations have been getting longer, once I asked him a general question and he spent the next half an hour telling me how you'd taken him to a convention in Dayton.
"All of those hours listening to how happy and how good you made Sam feel made me realise that you're Sam's someone special and simply put that makes you special to me, it makes you like my son.
"So you see, Cohen, right now I can't look after Sam but looking after you makes me feel like I'm looking after him because in a way, helping you through this will help him, I need that feeling, that sense of purpose and in a way I can see that you need to be looked after."
Cohen nodded before muttering a quiet thank you, he couldn't really say much else, his throat catching on every word, he didn't even know how to compose what he was feeling but if he had to put a word to it he would probably say appreciation, no, that didn't say enough. Whatever the word was Cohen just knew that he liked this feeling.
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Aiden looked up at Kurt "You know you look so beautiful like this," he whispered.
"Yeah? Thanks, I call it 'abused-by-my-psycho-deranged-boyfriend-chic'"
"Hmm.. Snarky even though I know you're terrified… I love it."
"Yeah, you would," Kurt spat.
"Watch yourself love," Aiden said as he climbed off the bed, he looked at Kurt's side table Kurt's letter opener catching his eye, he tentatively picked it up.
"This is a nice piece," he commented as he looked at it like it was a sword "-Bit fancy but nice."
Kurt rolled his eyes before he jumped at the sound of the front door opening, this was the moment he was dreading, he could see everything he needed to know in the malicious smile that spread over Aiden's face.
"Show time," Aiden said looking at the door.
"Kurt?" came a voice and if Kurt's heart wasn't already in his throat it was now.
"Finn," Kurt acknowledged.
"Ahh the step-brother, joy."
"Don't you dare hurt him," Kurt said through gritted teeth, Aiden walked around Kurt's bed and over to the bathroom, Kurt couldn't see him but he heard the shower turn on.
Aiden popped out of the bathroom a second later "Go into the bathroom like a good little boy."
Kurt glared at him "Don't patronize me Aiden," he growled as he complied.
"Oh baby how you say my name," Aiden laughed.
"Screw you."
"You have, now keep watch," were the last words Aiden said as he closed the door most of the way, he left the sliding door a smidgen open so that Kurt could see through.
The timing was perfect as a second later Finn opened Kurt's door, looking a little more than shocked as he spotted Aiden "Uh- Hi!"
"Hi Finn," Aiden said as he toyed with the letter opener behind his back a sort of show for Kurt, a reinstallation of fear, something to keep Kurt in check.
"I was uh- looking for Kurt," Finn said awkwardly as he scratched the back of his head, the temptation was killing Aiden, he could feel that sensation at the back of his mind, it was the calm before the storm, well the storm for someone else at least.
"Well he's just popped into the shower, cold one if you get my means," The closing comment and sly laugh were unnecessary but if there was one thing Aiden knew very well was that Finn Hudson had a big mouth when it came to gossip, he was just adding fuel to a blazing fire.
"Oh- um- okay- well- uh- Rachel wanted to ask him about a duet or something," Finn said awkwardly, Aiden just smiled and twirled the letter opener, he could do it, he could kill Finn right in front of Kurt, show him how easy it was for him, like second nature. He could do it, he wanted to do it, wanted to quench his blood thirst, wanted to have that power to be able to do anything, to take anything, anyone. He could make it look like suicide, that was his specialty after all, if he did it right he could probably force him to write a note 'goodbye cruel world' and all that clichéd shit. If he wanted to he could make Kurt help, show him what it felt like to take a life, open him up to one of the Human species most primal joys. Kurt could be his companion, together they could ruin this world, taint it with their reign of terror.
He wanted all of that and knew how he could get it but he wouldn't kill Finn, not yet anyway, maybe when he tied up all of his loose ends in this pitiful town.
Finn looked uncomfortable standing in the doorway "I'm-uh- going to go now," he said before turning and leaving.
"Bye Finn," Aiden called out, he felt a thrilling shiver run down his spine as his mind played a scene where he would be saying those exact words but with more blood, joy and permanency.
Kurt watched on in horror, he had never been more filled with fear, he knew that that fucking bastard was just trying to make a point, Kurt couldn't endanger his family like that anymore. Kurt knew that he'd made the decision long before that moment but it was the realisation of it that shocked him, Kurt Hummel was going to embrace the good ol' saying 'If you can't beat them join them' well maybe with some alterations.
Kurt turned off his mind and focused on the one thing that he had been doing for the longest time, acting, all of everything he was going to do was an act, it was the only way he could protect the people he loves.
Aiden slid the door open and looked down at Kurt, Kurt closed his eyes for one final time before he got into character.
With dark eyes Kurt looked up at Aiden, he rose slowly, turned towards the shower, turned the spray off before he sauntered over too Aiden who was casually leaning against the wall. Kurt placed his hands on either side of Aiden's head before he pressed his lips hard against Aiden's; Kurt forced himself to force all thoughts of Blaine and how wrong it felt to have his lips move against Aiden's.
Kurt parted from Aiden's lips "What you did out there, that was hot."
Kurt went to lean in and kiss Aiden again but Aiden's hand had wound up in his hair and was stopping him, Kurt looked at him curiously, "What's wrong babe?" god Kurt hated that pet name.
Aiden didn't waste time in responding "What the fuck is your angle?"
"Generally ninety degrees but then again I'm no trigonometer, maybe if you behave we can change that to one eighty," Kurt winked. Aiden flipped them and Kurt nearly broke character as his back slammed against the wall, his heart was thumping as Aiden kissed him, his tongue pushing through his mouth, invading his senses. Kurt almost wanted to laugh at how easy that was.
A/N: I don't know where the hell that last bit came from :/
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