Hey guys! Sorry I haven't update in forever! My finals for school got pushed back and I took a trip to New York to see Newsies (which was amazing by the way!) Anyway, I was supposed to have my finals today, but we had yet another snow day. So, I took that opportunity to do a little writing. I'm hoping to finish this story up. I only have about three more chapters! After that I will be working on a new story that I'm currently planning out and my other story "Life with Lila" whenever I can. I genuinely thank you all for following and just have to say that reviews are greatly appreciated! Thanks and Enjoy!
Making the decision to stay with his family had been a hard decision for Blaine, but in the end he knew he had made the right choice. Cooper was his biological brother, but Kim and all of his siblings were his real family. Kurt was also a big part of his family, which was why Blaine was so upset when reality finally set it. Kurt was leaving in just a few months to go to New York and he was staying in Lima...by himself. Blaine was finally beginning to feel like he wasn't alone and now he was losing the love of his life, or it felt like it anyway.
All the previous challenges in Blaine's life had come by surprise. He had never had anytime to prepare himself for the worst, but now he had time. So, Blaine tried to best simulate what life without Kurt would feel like...and it turned out to be pretty lonely. This week was especially hard. In just one week, Kurt and Rachel had their NYADA auditions, so they both were busier than ever. Blaine felt like every other word that came out of Kurt's mouth was NYADA and honestly he was getting pretty upset. On the bright side, it was Whitney Houston week in glee club, so Blaine way trying very hard to concentrate on the assignment rather than the events happening next week.
"It was written for Diana Ross!" Mercedes told Rachel.
"No Mercedes, you are wrong!" Rachel retorted. "The Bodyguard was originally written for Barbra Streisand." They had been arguing about this since they came into the choir room and it was beginning to get on everyone's nerves. Thankfully, Mr. Shue saved them from anymore of their incessant fighting when he came into the choir room to settle to the fight.
"Actually Rachel, It was supposed to be Diana Ross." Mr Shue informed her. "and Steve McQueen back in the seventies." he added.
"Thank you, Mr. Shue." Mercedes remarked in a sarcastic and sassy manner.
"I've been doing some research to prepare for this week's lesson." Mr Shue told them as he turned back to the whiteboard and wrote "Whitney" in large black letters. The glee club erupted into cheers.
"Ah yes, It's about time we did a Whitney tribute." Rachel said with a small clap of her hands.
"Are we sure that's appropriate?" Sam asked.
"You did not just ask that!" Mercede shot right back at him.
"I just mean...didn't Whitney kinda have a lot of problems…" He replied hesitantly, not wanting to be pounced on once again.
"She had a hard life, Sam...and..." Mercede replied.
"Look, this week isn't about passing judgement on Whitney. It's about celebrating her legacy, honoring her memory, her accomplishments…"
"Which I will happily list for you!" Kurt interjected, cutting Mr. Shue off. Blaine simply placed his hand gently on Kurt's shoulder as a signal to just stay quiet so Mr. Shue could continued.
"But, I also want you guys to use her songs to get underneath your own feelings, to express and explore what's really going on with you."Mr Shue told them.
"I don't get it, Mr Shue." Finn said. "What's really going on with us?"
"Well, for most of you these next few weeks will be your last here at McKinley. Lots of changes coming up, lots of saying goodbye, to your friends, your significant others, and to the last four years of your life. For a young person, all that transition can be overwhelming so it's easier to focus on other things, like not being able to say goodbye to Whitney Houston." He said. As soon as Mr Shue said that, Blaine felt his heart drop. Saying goodbye to Kurt was the one thing that he didn't want to think about and now Mr. Shue was saying that he wanted them to. Blaine wasn't even leaving and he felt overwhelmed.
"What are you talking about?" Santana shot at Mr Shue.
"Santana, it's okay. I get it." Mr. Shue replied calmly. "You're hanging onto Whitney because it's so difficult to handle the upheaval in your own lives."
"We're hanging on to Whitney because she was incredible and we love her, so don't put your baggage on us." Santana told him.
"You guys, Mr. Shue's attempt to understand us, although misguided, doesn't matter. What matters is that I start rehearsing Whitney's version of the "Star Spangled Banner" immediately. It's the Mount Everest of anthems." Rachel interjected just as the bell rang. The glee club gathered up their things and then left the choir room. Blaine made a break for his locker with Kurt not very far behind him. He opened it and began grabbing the things that he would need for the rest of his classes.
"How thrilled am I for this weeks assignment?" Kurt said as he came up to Blaine at his locker with a big smile on his face. "I'm going to Between the Sheets to find music. I need to figure out what song I want to do. I could do "So Emotional", which was obviously written for me or "One Moment in Time", which was also obviously written for me."
"Well you can't really go wrong." Blaine replied.
"I figured I could kill two birds with one stone. I can do one for the assignment this week and one for my NYADA audition." Kurt replied. There it was again. That school that was taking away the love of his life. "You'll come with me right?" Kurt asked hopefully.
"Well...I can't today." Blaine lied. He really just need some time by himself to work through all of these emotions.
"Okay…" Kurt sighed. "Boo…"
"Well, just text me when you're done." Blaine told him before shutting his locker and hurrying through the halls to get to his next class before the late bell rung. For the rest of the day, Blaine tried to focus on his own assignments, but all he could think about was Kurt and New York over and over again. He was happy when the last bell of the day rang and he could go home. When he got there, he saw that Kim was dressed in her scrubs.
"Oh good, Blaine honey, you're home." Kim said quickly. "I need you to watch the little kids. One of the other nurses got sick and they need me to cover her shift. I left money on the table so you can order a pizza for dinner. Bye, I love you." Kim said as she kissed his forehead and hurried out the door. Blaine looked around. The house looked practically deserted. Annie and Lucas were still in school and Sami was taking a nap. The house was quiet, just how he liked it.
"Hey Blaine." he heard suddenly from behind him. It was Charlie. She was dressed in flannel pants and an oversized t-shirt. Her hair was pulled back into a messy bun.
"What are you doing home?" He asked. "Are you sick?"
"No, just really bad period cramps." Charlie replied. "Kim let me stay home."
"Eww gross." Blaine replied as she flopped down next to him.
"Tell me about it." She sighed. They sat in silence for a while. After taking about your sister's period cramps, there's really not a logical road to head down in a conversation. Charlie, however, could tell that there was something wrong with her brother.
"What's up with you? You seem sad." She said.
"Nothing...it's nothing." Blaine stuttered.
"It doesn't sound like nothing." Charlie urged on. "Come on,you can trust me."
"It's...Kurt." Blaine said.
"Did he cheat on you? Do I need to kick his ass?" Charlie asked.
"No! No!" Blaine said immediately. "I don't think that Kurt would ever cheat on me."
"Well, good because right now I don't think I'm up to moving." Charlie added as she placed a hand over her stomach.
"It's just, next year he'll be in New York for college and he'll be leaving me behind." Blaine confessed. "Next week is his NYADA audition and I think it's just all finally hitting me."
"Ahh, the left behind phobia." Charlie said with her finger raised.
"What on earth are you talking about?" Blaine questioned.
"Blaine, we're foster kids. We're used to people not wanting us and just passing us along, so we naturally feel that eventually everyone is going to not want and or leave us, which is also why we tend to be commitment-phobes." Charlie said. "It's only logical." Blaine looked at her like she was crazy. Where had this person come from? Just a few weeks ago, Charlie was out drinking and doing drugs and now she sat before him telling him about these deep theories of the stereotypical life of a foster kid. "But, Kurt is different. He's not going to leave you."
"But, how do you know that?" Blaine asked.
"I see the way he looks at you." Charlie told him. "He loves you Blaine. I pray that one day I have someone who will love me that much."
"Don't worry. You will." Blaine told her as he pulled her into a tight hug.
"Ahh...not so tight. Bleeding down here." Charlie interjected.
"Oh, sorry." Blaine apologized as he inched further away from her on the couch. "Man, being a girl sucks."
"Don't have to tell me twice. Wanna trade?" She asked sarcastically.
"Not a chance." Blaine replied with a laugh. The rest off the night went smoothly. They all ate pizza for dinner and they settle down to go to sleep. Blaine, honestly, felt a little better about the whole Kurt and New York situation. So, when Kurt asked him to come over on Thursday for a "Being Bobby Brown" marathon, he didn't turn him down. He went over to Kurt's right after school. Kurt answered the door and invited him in. He waved to Burt who was in the kitchen and Carole who was lounging on the couch, before following Kurt up to his bedroom.
"The DVD is all ready. I'm just going to go downstairs and grab us some snacks." Kurt told him. Blaine nodded and took a seat on Kurt's bed. While he was waiting, Blaine kept hearing the ding of Kurt's text message alert on his phone going off. Kurt had been texting someone all week. He hadn't hardly said a word to him and had only sent his like four text messages. Blaine just couldn't take it anymore. He went over to Kurt's bedside table and picked up Kurt's phone. Across the top read, "five messages from : Chandler" Who the hell was Chandler? Before he even knew what he was doing, Blaine had tapped the button and was in Kurt's messages. There were dozens, if not hundreds of texts between the two of them… and they were really flirty. Was Kurt cheating on him? Blaine felt the tears pricking in his eyes and they were threatening to spill over.
"Okay, I got the cheese plate." Kurt said as he ran back into his room. Blaine turned around to face him with Kurt's phone still in his hand.
"Who's Chandler?" He asked with teary eyes.
"Why are you going through my phone?" Kurt asked defensively.
"I'm not going through your phone." Blaine replied hesitantly. "It's just it keeps buzzing...because Chandler won't stop texting you." he added. "When we go to New York, let's go to the front of The Plaza and reenact the end of "The Way We Were." Blaine read.
"Give me that," Kurt demanded, but Blaine moved out of his reach and continued to reach the texts.
"Can you sing into my voicemail? I want to make your voice my ringtone." Blaine read.
"Give me my phone." Kurt demanded again.
"There are literally dozens of text between the two of you." Blaine told him. "Do you know how many times you've texted me in the past few days. Four, and three of them were about finding peach colored shoe polish."
"Why are you getting so upset?" Kurt asked. "T-this is all innocent." he stuttered.
"This is cheating, Kurt!" Blaine retorted.
"This is texting." Kurt shot back. "He is just a guy that I met at the music store. Nothing happened. You used to text Sebastian all the time. You would call him-"
"But, I didn't like him!" Blaine interjected. "And all of those texts were family friendly. You like this guy," Blaine said, his voice catching in the back of his throat.
"I like the way he makes me feel." Kurt confessed. " I mean, when was the last time you complimented me or told me how special I was?"
"I transferred schools to be with you, I- I change my whole life." Blaine replied. "That doesn't make you feel loved."
"You don't know what it's like being your boyfriend." Kurt retorted. "You are the alpha gay. Even Rachel wanted to make out with you. I used to get solos every week. Do you know how many times I've had to sit on a stool and watch you perform?"
"Then talk to me, tell me that you're unhappy, but don't cheat on me." Blaine replied exasperated.
"I feel like I have taken crazy pills!" Kurt exclaimed. "I didn't cheat on you! I'm really sorry that this made you upset, but-but, It's okay." Blaine looked at him in disbelief.
"It's not right." Blaine told him. "but it's okay." He laughed wiped the tear in the corner of his eye and then looked at Kurt one last time before bolting out the door.
"Blaine! Wait!" Kurt called. Blaine didn't stop. He ran down the stairs and into the living room. Burt and Carole were there with worried looks on their faces. They had obviously heard the fight.
"Burt, Carole, thank you for having me over, but I have to go." Blaine told them.
"Blaine, son, wait-" Burt began.
"No, I'm sorry I really need to go." Blaine told him as he ran out the front door and started his car. He backed out of the Hummel's driveway and began driving down the road. Kurt had cheated on him. He had literally just said a few days ago that he never thought that Kurt would do something like that. Everything felt like a blur, so Blaine pulled over to the shoulder of the road and the dams holding back his tears broke. He bent over in sobs and was nearly hyperventilating. After a few minutes, he was able to pull himself together enough to drive home, but in no way was he okay.
He got home and slammed the door as the came in, giving the first sign that he was not okay. Kim was setting dinner on the table. All of his siblings were already seated at the table ready to eat.
"You home in time for dinner." She said.
"I'm not hungry." Blaine muttered as he made a break for the stairs.
"Blaine, honey what happened?" Kim called after him.
"I don't want to talk about." Blaine yelled back before slamming his bedroom door. It was a while before anyone came up. Around eight o'clock, Charlie knocked on his door.
"Hey can I come in?" She asked.
"I'd rather not talk right now." Blaine said not bothering to face her. He had been crying all that time and looked absolutely awful.
"Please?" Charlie asked.
"Just...leave me alone." Blaine sighed. He heard Charlie walk away, but then he heard footsteps go back into his bedroom. He felt his bed dip in and then a two year old landed on top of him.
"Give Blainey a hug!" Charlie told Sami.
"Baine!" She exclaimed as she pounced on top of him. Blaine giggled and picked up the little girl. She smiled her drooly little grin and reached out towards his face. He smiled and kissed her the forehead.
"Bringing the baby in is low." Blaine said quietly. "Where'd you learn that trick?"
"Kim.' Charlie replied. "I needed to pull in the big guns. Now, come on. Spill. What's wrong?" Blaine sighed.
"Kurt cheated on me." he whimpered.
"What?" Charlie exclaimed. "Oh, Blaine. I'm so sorry. What happened?"
"He was texting another guy...flirty texts." Blaine told her as he wiped away a few tears.
"Baine cry?" Sami asked confused. Blaine continued to wiped away his tears.
"I'm okay, Sami." Blaine told her.
"Be happy." Sami said as she kissed his forehead.
"Well, Kurt's a fool for doing that to you." Charlie said. "But just know that you're not alone. You've got two girls right here who love you." She added as she nestled into the Blaine's shoulder.
"Thanks Charlie." Blaine told her.
"No prob." She replied. Charlie and Sami laid with Blaine until it was time for Sami to go to bed. The night was long for Blaine. He never really settled into sleep and cried several time. It was only an hour before school that he really fell asleep. Naturally, because he was so tired, Blaine didn't wake up on time like he usually did. Kim walked quietly into his room and sat down on the edge of his bed.
"Blaine, honey, wake up." Kim said quietly as she pushed his curls off of his face. Blaine groaned and buried himself further into the covers. "Sweetheart, come on." Kim urged.
"Don't wanna. I don't feel good." Blaine felt his forehead and frowned.
"You don't have a fever. Are you sure you're not just heartbroken?" Kim asked sympathetically.
"Charlie told you." Blaine whimpered.
"Yeah, she told me." Kim said. "Honey, I know he broke your heart, but you still need to go to school and face him. Nothing will change if you don't work at it." Blaine nodded and sat up in his bed.
"I'll leave so you can get ready." Kim said. Blaine got up and got changed. The more he thought about what was wrong the angrier he got. He had been sad and heartbroken, but now all he was left with was anger towards Kurt. He left shortly after and drove to school. As soon as everyone was situationed in the choir room for glee rehearsal, Blaine stood up.
"Mr. Shue, I'd like to perform my Whitney song." Blaine told him.
"Go ahead Blaine." Mr Shue said. Blaine stood up from his seat on the opposite side of the choir room from Kurt and walked into the middle of the floor.
"This song is for anyone who's ever been cheated on."Blaine said, venom in every single word.
"This is insane. I didn't cheat on you." Kurt shot back.
"Cheetahs have the fastest land speed of any living animal." Brittany added just as Blaine began to sing, "It's not Right, but it's Okay." Every single word was aimed at Kurt and Blaine next lost eye contact. By the end of the song, Blaine felt himself getting choked up and bolted out of the choir room. He went to the gym and threw on his gym clothes and just went to town on the bag. After only a few minutes, Blaine's knuckles were bloody and sore. He stopped punching the bag and bandaged his hands and then went to the rest of his classes. None of his teachers questioned being late or his bandaged hands. Kurt didn't talk to him all day either. He still didn't get it.
The next day, Blaine sat in the back of the choir room away from everyone else. He watched Kurt get up and begin to sing "I have Nothing". At first, Blaine told himself not to fall for it. Just because Kurt sang him a song, doesn't meant that everything was okay and he was forgiven. But, as the song went on, Blaine really felt what Kurt was saying. He truly was sorry. When Kurt stopped, he gave him a little smile and a few claps of his hands. Glee ended after that and Blaine went to his locker. He felt a soft touch on his shoulder and turned around. It was Kurt.
"I'm really, really sorry." Kurt said. "I love you." Blaine sighed.
"I accept your apology, but that doesn't make everything okay again." Blaine told him.
"I know, just please, meet me in Miss Pillsbury's office after lunch. I had her write you a pass." Kurt said as he handed Blaine a pink slip of paper. Blaine took the paper and put it in his pocket. Kurt gave him a smile before walking away. Blaine really hated this. He wanted to forgive Kurt, he really did, but he just couldn't. So, after lunch he went to Miss Pillsbury's office, where Kurt and Miss Pillsbury were waiting.
"I'm a little confused to what we're doing here." Blaine confessed.
"Well, umm, Kurt mentioned that you might need a little couple's counseling." MIss Pillsbury replied.
"Are- are you qualified for that?" Blaine questioned.
"Not really… or at all, but Sam and Mercedes came to talk to me and I think they found it pretty helpful." She told him.
"Yeah, I'm pretty sure they broke up." Blaine informed her.
"Gosh, they seemed like such a good fit." Miss Pillsbury sighed. "Brutal honesty is the cornerstone to any good relationship. I want you to feel like this is a safe place to air your differences."
"Okay, well first Kurt has been texting this guy...and I got really upset, although a while back I was sort of doing the same thing…" Blaine said.
"With a guy who almost blinded you! Blaine, I sang you a song to express my regrets." Kurt interjected.
"Okay, if we're being brutally honest, there are a few things that I'd like to change." Blaine replied.
"I am actively listening." Kurt told him.
"Well for starters, Kurt has a tendency to snap his fingers at waitstaff. The cheesecake's on it's way, Kurt. Snapping your fingers isn't going to make it come and any faster." Blaine shot at it.
"Okay, that's something that I'm willing to work on." Kurt replied.
"Also, stop slipping bronzor into my moisturizer."Blaine told him.
"You look good with a little color." Kurt defended.
"I only use lotion on my hands!" Blaine exclaimed. "It looks weird if someone just has tan hands."
"Okay, Kurt, wouldn't you love Blaine just as much if he didn't have tan hands?" Miss Pillsbury asked, jumping in.
"And while we're being perfectly honest, I don't like that with every conversation we end up always talking about NYADA." Blaine blurted out. "What song you're gonna song, what outfit you're gonna wear to your callback, how amazing New York is! And it's like… New York is the only thing we talk about anymore Kurt and it's like...it's like you can't wait to get out of here. How's that supposed to make me feel? In a few months, you're going to be gone with this brand new life, these brand new friends, brand new everything and I'm going to be here...by myself." Blaine rambled, his voice choked with tears. "You're right. I have been distant and I'm sorry. I guess I'm just trying to practice what life is going to be like without you. You are the love of my life Kurt and I am pissed off that I have to learn the next year what being alone is going to be like."
"But you're not going to be alone. I'm going to skype you everyday and you're going to come visit me in New York every week as far as I'm concerned. But, I promise, you aren't going to lose me." Kurt told him.
"I love you so much." Blaine whimpered.
"I love you too." Kurt told him as he pulled him into a hug. For once, Blaine felt completely and utterly safe. Kurt wasn't leaving him. He truly wanted him. He guessed that Charlie was right. Foster kids simply wanted to be wanted and now he knew that he was. Now, Blaine had to focus on helping Kurt to achieve his dreams and move toward his future...no their future.