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Chapter 30

Dinner was awkward. Kurt didn't say much to Blaine, he was angry and scared but most of all he was angry. Blaine didn't get to tell him what was right for him and what wasn't. College wasn't going to happen, Blaine should just forget the idea straight away.

"Don't make me lock you two in a room until you sort this out." Burt sighed. He didn't know what had happened in the bedroom but he could tell something had, Blaine had a guilty expression on his face like he had just kicked a puppy in the head and Kurt was scowling so much at his glass of orange juice Burt was surprised it hadn't exploded yet.

"There's nothing to sort out." Kurt sighed, though he still didn't look up at his dad or Blaine.

"I think I'm just going to go." Blaine said quietly, his stomach tying in knots, he didn't know what was going on or why Kurt was so angry at him, but he didn't want to ruin what could be a nice dinner.

"Blaine," Burt frowned. "You don't have to."

"I do." Blaine whispered looking down towards Kurt; Kurt's expression had softened but he wasn't looking up at Blaine. "I'll show myself out." Blaine sighed and walked to the door, he was pulling on his coat when he was pushed up against the wall. "What the..."

"You don't get to dictate my life!" Kurt screamed, pulling back away from Blaine as if he'd just noticed what he had done. "If I don't want to go to college then I don't want to go, you don't get to make me feel bad about what I choose!"

"Kurt, I'm sorry." Blaine whispered, rubbing his shoulder.

"You can't just...I don't know what you want from me!" Kurt sighed, he went to walk forward but Burt grabbed him by his arm and pulled him back. Blaine stood back watching as Kurt screamed and tried to pull away from his father's grip.

"Blaine, I think you should go. I'll see you tomorrow for the game." Burt said and Blaine nodded before walking out quickly, he didn't want to know what was going on with Kurt right now, he just wished that Kurt was okay, and hoped he would see him tomorrow.

"Kurt, stop it." Burt snapped as Kurt continued to scream and push him away.

Kurt glared up at his dad, "Get off me!" He screamed loudly, Burt dropped his arms and Kurt scrambled away from him.

"What's wrong with you?"

"I'm crazy dad, that's what's wrong with me." Kurt yelled, his hands flying about frantically as he spoke. "I'm never going to have a normal life, I'm never going to be able to go to college and just be a young boy going to classes. i'm always going to be a crazy fuck up!"

Burt stared intently at his son as he shouted the horrible things about himself, he had no idea what to do or say, Kurt was scaring him. "Kurt." he whispered.

"I don't know what to do dad." Kurt said, his anger swapping to desperation as he fell onto the floor, he pulled his knees to his chest and held himself tightly, his body rocking as his sobs took over.

Burt rushed to his side and sat beside him, he pulled his son into his arms and cradled him close. "Those things you said about being crazy, they are not true."

"I feel crazy." Kurt whispered.

"Well you're not." Burt insisted. "You're amazing and talented, and you deserve so much more than a life here Kurt."

"I'm not going to college." Kurt sniffled. "I can't do it on my own." Kurt whispered looking down.

"It's your choice. If you think you're not ready, then no one will push you to go." Burt said, gently rubbing his back. "But I think you would be amazing Kurt."

Kurt shook his head and rest his head on his dad's shoulder, he brought his hand up and rubbed his head slowly. "It hurt?"

"So much." Kurt whispered. "Been hurting all day on and off."

"Is it the..."

"My crazy friend in my head? Yes. He's loud today." Kurt sighed and rest against him more.

"Did you take your tablets?" Burt asked, he was worried about his son and felt useless not knowing how to help him.

"I did. They help a little but he's still there." Kurt sighed. "I want it to go away dad, I want...When it goes away Blaine will want me."

"He want's you anyway." Burt sighed and looked him in the eye. "He loves you for you, anyone can see that Kurt,"

"He's got a boyfriend." Kurt mumbled. "Someone who isn't crazy like me."

"No, he has someone he's fooling himself with, someone who he thinks is boring because he isn't you." Kurt chewed his lip watching him. "But you have to believe in yourself Kurt. You're getting better, you really are. You're just not seeing it."

"You really think I'm getting better?" Kurt whispered.

"Yes. Do you know how much you've smiled recently? Do you know when the last time I heard you talking to it was? Three weeks ago. You used to talk to yourself every day, you never smiled, you hardly ate. I've seen you take off a belt because you've put on weight. You look healthy Kurt."

"I...I did put on weight." Kurt nodded slowly, his teeth nervously scraping over his bottom lip. "Blaine thinks I'm healthy?"

"Blaine thinks you're healthy." Burt said softly. "If you don't think the medication is working as it should, we will go back to your doctor's and we will tell them to give you something that will help you more."

"Something stronger?" Kurt sighed.

"If that's what you feel you need, then yes." Kurt smiled and relaxed more against his dad. "Now, what do you say we finish our dinner and then put a movie on."

"I...Can we do that later, I think I need to go and apologise to Blaine."

"You do need to apologise to him, but I think you should phone him, he looked a little shaken up." Kurt looked down when his dad told him that. He didn't want to be the one to scare Blaine. "You can see him tomorrow."

"Okay." Kurt nodded. "I'll phone him now and then I will come down."

"Okay." Burt smiled and sat up.

Kurt walked to his bedroom and held his phone in his hands, he dialed Blaine's number and held it to his ear, waiting and praying that Blaine answered.