What I Did For Love Chapter Seven, a glee fanfic

A/N: Heey guys! Guess what? Tomorrow is my birthday! I was going to post of my bday but I felt like it would've been soooo long since I last updated. Sorry for being gone soo long it's just I was experiencing alittle writers block. So! Now it's time for the chapter you've all been waiting for. Sorry for the cliffhanger and make sure you review, favorite, and follow! And reviews are accepted and tell me if you would forgive Kurt or what you would do if you were in Kurt's situation or if you were his friend, what would you tell him. Well, enjoy!

Kurt's POV

"Blaine!" I shout, with concern in my voice. Although half of my shout was fake, it was still unendurable. To see his beautiful, sexy face bruised caused a great deal of pain in my heart but to know that I did it for a reason brings a smile to my face.

I did it for love.

Crazy love, as you might say but if you watch the movies I watch, people do crazier things than I did for love. I think. No one has really purposely made a car crash just so their lover could get permanent amnesia and he would have a brand new personality. And his personality would still be his adorable, dapper self. But this time, gay. And he would love me.

I know many of you still don't understand why I did this but I did it for love.

They take Blaine's, lifeless, pale body inside an emergency truck. I breathe in and out, trying to prepare my story for the police. I know they would drill me with question and that I'm a terrible liar. But if I stick to this story, everything would work out. I can't tell anyone this. Not even Rachel. We all know she has a blabber mouth.

"Are you Kurt Hummel?" A man in a blue suit says, fast walking up to me in a hurry with a rushed voice. He had worry lines on his tan forehead with his hair shaped into a Mohawk. I nod nervously as he flips through papers quickly. Eventually, he stops and asks,

"Were you in the car with Blaine Anderson?"

I gulp hard and nod quickly.

"Then come with me." He says, ushering me into the back up the emergency truck. I lean against the wall of the truck and slide down to the floor. I look up at where Blaine was and then all of a sudden, I felt nauseated and I threw up in an empty basket. My stomach felt empty and so did the other parts of my body.

I was ashamed of myself.

I hurt my best friend. The one who, even though I kissed him, he still stands by my side. And this is how I treat him? I use my hands to cover the shame written on my face. My Dad told me once, it's best to confide your problems in who you trust most because they help take off the heavy weights on your shoulders. And he's right. The only problem with that is that, the person I trusted most, was Blaine. Although I haven't known him for too long, there's something about him that makes me trust him. As soon as I met him, I knew I could trust him. At times, he could be a little, tough, he was never mean. He always had a dapper smile and for me to basically strip him of his personality makes myself want to throw up even more.

Without me even realizing, the truck stopped and the back opened to a bunch of doctors and surgeons.

"Blaine Anderson, 18, was in a car crash." A man says, rolling his stretcher out of the truck and walking fast with the other mix of doctors and surgeons. I felt the need to walk fast with them too, to try to hear about his condition.

"I'm afraid this is where I cannot let you pass." I read her name tag and it read: Dr. Torrez, head of orthopedic surgery.

"Dr. Torrez, head of orthopedic surgery, please let me pass. That's my-"

"You're boyfriend? I inference… but I didn't know for sure."

"Well, not exactly. I mean, I want him to be but he's straight and-"

"Ahh… one sided love."

"So please, you have to let me through." I plead with all my heart.

"Sorry, no can do. You can wait in the waiting room." She says ushering me to the waiting room.

When I got there, the whole glee club was there. And Sarah. And The Warblers. I was so intimidated by Sarah's evil glare look. I broke my gaze from her and shuddered. As soon as the rest of them noticed my presence, they all jumped up and rushed towards me like I was a shiny bright light in the room and they came to check it out. Except Sarah- was still sitting on the couch with her arms crossed with a skeptical look in her eyes. I didn't focus on what everyone was saying, only the looks in their faces. Rachel had a depressed, distressed look. Tina had a heartbroken look. Mr. Schuster had a, "My most talented child might be dead." The rest all shared the, "Is he okay?" looks. But all those looks couldn't match mine. Words couldn't even describe the pain I was feeling right now.

I settled on miserable and guilty look.

"Guys, Kurt looks like he doesn't know anything. And we all know how much he loves Blaine so he should be felling worse than what we are all feeling. Let's give him some air." Rachel says, shooing everyone away from me and back to the couches.

Rachel gently puts her hand on my back and leads me to a deserted, quiet place. She looks straight in my eyes and puts her hand on my shoulder.

"What happened? You have the guilty look in your eyes."

I dart my eyes from side to side, searching for an answer. I can't tell her. I mustn't tell her. Well, the good things that 'could' happen if I tell her—weight is lifted off my shoulders, she'll give me advice, she'll comfort me, and that's pretty much it. The bad things that 'would' happen if I tell her—she's shocked and tells everyone, she's disappointed in me, I'll go to jail for God knows how many years and the bad thing is that they won't let me bring my proper cosmetics for my night skin care routine.

She looks at me expectantly as I'm still searching for an answer. Probably fed up with my silence, she clears her throat.

"I'm not sure, my memory is pretty splotchy." I lie.

"Kurt, I can't believe you're lying to me right now!" She says shaking my shoulders violently.

I thought that was a good lie even though I've been told from various sources that I'm a terrible liar. So, I decided to tell her.

"You have to swear on your distant birth mother that you won't tell another soul," she nods her head quickly. "If you tell someone, even your dog, I will tell everyone that you and Finn-"

"Okay, I swear I won't tell anyone or anything." She says holding up her hands.

I was going to say that I will tell everyone that she and Finn got engaged. They wanted to keep it on the down low and I was the only one who knew. When she told me, I asked her if she was sure and she said she was never surer of anything in her life. She even asked me if Blaine were to ask me to marry him, what I would say. Of course I would say yes. Duh.

"So, uh," I start. "I…"

"Come on Kurt. I'm your best friend."

I nod and think of a way for me to say it out loud. I turn around so that I'm not facing her. I take the hugest breath I have ever took and speak.

"I love Blaine so much that I made sure we purposely crashed and that hopefully he'd get amnesia and that he will become a completely different person, preferably gay and he would love me."

I squeeze my eyes shut, waiting for anything. Anything but silence. But she didn't say a word. She didn't even make a sound. After a while of just standing there, I heard footsteps. I felt a presence standing in front of me. I slowly open my eyes to see a teary eyes Rachel. Her mouth was formed into a frown and snot dripped out of her nose. I could tell she was extremely disappointed in me. I was a little surprised that I didn't hear Rachel cry but it didn't bother me too much. She opens her mouth to say something but she quickly closes it. She shakes her head and looks up at me.

"If you love him so much, why didn't you think of the consequences?"

I furrow my eyebrows in confusion. What did she mean? Where was she getting at?

"I don't understand-"

"Blaine could've died. Did you think of that? No, of course not, you thought of the possibility of him loving you. You could've done lovely things to get him to love you. Anything besides almost killing him." She looks away from my tearful gaze and started to walk away but she stopped abruptly.

"I understand 'why' you did it. But I just will never understand and like the way you did it." Then she walks back to the group, leaving me flabbergasted.

She was right. I could've done anything else besides this.

When I finish wiping my tears away, I walk back to the group with my eyes focused on the ground. Then I finally looked up to see an angry Sarah.

"I need to talk to you."

"Okay." I say with my voice shaking. My God I have never been so scared in my life. Blaine told me about her ability to read people's minds. I never believed him… well, not until now.

"What the hell did you do to my Blainers?" She asks.

"What- what do you-you mean what did I- I do?" I stuttered terribly.

She raises her eyebrows and slowly leans her head up and slowly down. She starts to giggle uncontrollably.

"You think I'm an imbecile? I don't know what happened in the car because it's a little hard for my mind to read but I know something awful and childish happened. What I also know is that it wasn't Blaine's driving because Blaine is an excellent driver. So it all leads down to you."

Hmm… so she doesn't really have the ability to read minds. It's just that she's extremely smart and she can figure out situations just like that. I couldn't respond to what she said because I was afraid that if I said something, she would analyze every aspect of it.

"So, I'm going to try a little try and error here, okay?"

I nod, visibly scared by her.

"Did you get him drunk?"

"No!" I shouted, stunned by her accusation.

"Hmmm," she says rubbing her chin. "Did you kiss him again? Yeah, Rachel told me."

I shake my head. I'll have to get on Rachel about sharing my business with Blaine's best friend.

"Oh my God."

I bite my lip, hoping to anything that she didn't figure it out. I mean, what am I saying? She was bound to figure it out.

Then, without warning, I feel an agonizing pain on my right check. A pain that starts in the nose and causes throbbing in my eyes, it was like stubbing your toe, but worse. The warm water from my eyes that run down my face feels soothing, yet the pain persists. The pain seems too dull, but the tears keep flowing, and blood, so much blood, maybe because it mixed with my tears. The pain doesn't last a while, probably because I feel like I deserve it.

"How dare you! I thought you loved Blaine! What type of person purposely makes someone crash in a car?! See? Now I know it's true because you aren't denying it! Look, I thought Blaine might be falling for you and I was happy because you seemed like a great guy. But, after this, I will do everything in my power to make sure that he not only hates you, but he will never want to see you again," she chuckles. "What some people do for love…"

I shut my eyes so I can avoid all of the shocking looks coming my way. Did she have to speak so loud? Why did I agree to talk to her? I didn't realize that her ability was true.

She walks around in a circle but suddenly, she stops. She storms up to me and says emotionlessly,

"Never speak to Blaine again you treacherous, traitorous bitch." Before storming away to a different waiting room.

Once again, I was left flabbergasted. This time, it felt worse. My eyes gaze at all the new directions, The Warblers, and who I didn't expect, his parents. They all looked shocked mixed with angry. Mr. Anderson clutches his hands and storms towards me. I close my eyes and silently wait for the painful impact to anywhere on my body. But Mrs. Anderson holds him back and whispers in his ear.

He slowly nods and calms down, but still walks towards me.

"We aren't going to press charges. We are just going to let this pain stay with you for the rest of your life and we will personally watch it slowly eat you away. I never liked you because you were a fag and you were trying to turn my son into a fag. Now, I really despise you with a passion. I'll even let you still visit my son, so I can watch the guilt also eat you away. But if you dare, put him in danger for this sick puppy love, I will literally, kill you. Do you understand?"

He didn't even let me respond before taking his wife's hand and leaving to a different waiting room.

One by one, each of the New Directions scolded me and left to the same waiting room the Andersons and Sarah was in. The Warblers gave me sad looks, shook their heads and walked away. The last people left were Mr. Schuster, Finn, and Rachel.

Rachel stands up and walks over to me.

"I hope you learned your lesson. I know you wanted me to be the supportive best friend but Blaine is my best friend too. I've being the best friend that hopefully knocked you into your senses." She then leaves to the other waiting room.

"Bro…" Finn says before walking to the waiting room. He stops and turns around. "We were about to be family you know? Burt told me to tell you that he was thinking of proposing to my mom. Now, I'm sure that will never happen. Not on my watch." Then he continues to the other room.

Then if was just me and Mr. Schue.

He walks over to me and sits next to me. He looks me in the eyes and sighs. He then puts his hand on my shoulder and scratches his chin.

"Kurt, I'm not going to scold you or beat you down. I'm going to do the fatherly thing," He looks at me in reassurance. "You made a terrible mistake, an awful mistake. But mistakes are here for a reason. It's a learning process. I completely understand why you did it. You did it for love. You were so sure that if Blaine got amnesia, he would be a completely different person and he would love you. But how could you be so sure it will turn out that way? You did the wrong thing Kurt and now, you will receive your punishment. But don't worry, I'm sure the kids will come around." He says before going to the other room.

Then it was just me in an empty waiting room, staring at a grey wall. I have never hated myself more than I do now. I don't even know who I am anymore. I'm basically a murderer.

I bring out my phone to text my dad the news. He ends up calling me instead.

"You okay, kid? I'm on my way."

"No… I-I did a terrible thing."

"I know, I can tell. But I can't be that bad. You're a good kid."

It warms my heart that he thought I was a good kid. But I know that after he hears about what I did, his whole view of me will change completely.

"I- I"

"Tell me when I get there. Love you."

"Love you too, Dad."

I hang up the phone and lean my head back, waiting for my dad to arrive any minute. You know, I wish my mom was here. She would understand a little more and she'd hold me in her arms telling me everything will be okay. Unlike what everyone else did. I can't really blame them though. Blaine has become like family, especially since he's hot and has a phenomenal voice. I wondered how I thought he would ever choose me if he turns gay. He'd probably choose some other hot, striping, male who-

"Kurt," a familiar voice says, walking closer to me.

I look up to see my dad with a sympathetic smile.

"Dad,"

He leans in for a hug and squeezes me tight, making that noise every dad makes when they hug someone tightly.

"What's going on, kid?" he ushers me to sit down.

"I- Um… purposely made sure Blaine got in a car crash so he got get amnesia and maybe he would forget who he was a love me."

"Kurt..."

"Before you tell me I made a mistake and an extremely childish decision, just know I'm aware of that and I'm trying to do everything I can to make this right. You told me yourself that people do the extreme for people they love and I love Blaine, even if he doesn't love me…"

He looks at me and then looks down at the ground.

"I really have no idea what to say to you. Except make sure you make this right with everyone and his family."

I nod and he pulls me into another hug. I half-smile that I didn't lose another person that I hold dear to my heart because of Blaine. Not that I'm blaming him of course. When we pull out of our hug, a doctor comes in the room.

"Are you here for Blaine Anderson?"

I pip up and straighten my blue skinny jeans.

"Yes. Is he alive?" I asks.

"Um, he's in a coma and we don't know if he wake up or even at all. We will update you on any news." He says with a sincere smile.

"Tha- thank you." I nod and bury my head into my dads' shoulder.

This is my fault, this is really my fault, wow, and this is my fault.

When will this pain go away?

"Let's go home Kurt." Dad says leading me to the exit. I stole glances at all the glee kids, Sarah, and the Andersons.

The Andersons glares, Sarah was crying, the Glee club kids were disappointed.

I didn't know it was easy to lose this many friends at once. I hate feeling like a guilty case who needs help.

When we got home, I ran straight to my room and cried. I never expected this outcome. This is karma for not weighing the pros and cons.

"Kurt, you hungry?" My Dad calls out from downstairs.

I didn't have the energy to reply so I just stayed silent. I expected my Dad to force me to eat something but he didn't. He just left me alone. I wasn't surprised at the amount of people in that waiting room. A lot of people care for Blaine. He's a charmer.

I woke up the next morning with dry tears on my face. I look to the side to my alarm clock and it read: 11:09am.

I look forward to see two people sitting on my bed and someone leaning against my door. Why do people always come to my house when I'm sleeping? At least it was someone because no one would visit me now that I'm a murderer.

As my vision became better, I saw Rachel and Sarah sitting on my bed and Finn at the door.

"He's awake." Sarah announces.

Everyone turns to me. I expected glares but was I was greeted with early in the morning were small smiles.

"Hey," Finn waves.

"Hey Kurt," Rachel smiles.

"Hi." Sarah waves.

I look at them all in confusion and I was a little scared of Sarah's presence.

"Don't worry, I'm not going to hit you or call you a bitch again." She silently giggles, but only a little to the point where I could tell that she was still depressed.

"What are you all-"

"We've come to talk to you." Rachel says.

"Yeah man, we wanted to see how you're doing." Finn says.

"Mostly just to talk to you." Sarah states.

"Can I go first?" Sarah asks Finn and Rachel. They nod and leave the room. My fingers shake at the sight of me and Sarah being alone, in my room, again, alone.

"So," she breathes out. Slapping her hands in her thighs. "I wanted to tell you that I'm sort of sorry for calling you a bitch. It was uncalled for and I apologize."

"Don't worry, I deserved it." I tell her.

"Damn right you did but it was still uncalled for because Blaine isn't actually um… yeah. But I've come to understand some things. If I look aside from the horrible thing you did, I see that you really love him. That you wanted him so bad, you were willing to change him. But I just hope you understand that it was completely selfish of you. You basically stripped Blaine from us to make your own Blaine and keep him for yourself. But, you love him and you loving him makes me happy that for once in his life, he was truly loved by someone other than me. Even though his warblers and everyone in that waiting room loves him, I learned that there's different types of love. So, I want to thank you for loving him." She smiles.

"You don't need to thank me at all."

"Can I tell you a story?" she asks sweetly. It made me see a side of her that I've never seen before. It's probably the side she uses with Blaine.

I nod.

"I'm going to tell you the story of how Blaine and I met."

FLASHBACK

Sarah's POV

I was heading to my ideal location to do my daily walks. Which was it the Promise rose park. It was usually where the famous Warblers do their performances and I'd always go there to listen to them and wait till everyone leaves and then I would stand in the middle and sing. I wasn't really sure if I was good but my parents said I had a great voice so I took their word. I was in eighth grade and I was getting ready to go to Dalton's sister school, Crawford Country Day. When I walked into the park, I walked to the middle and sung.

Days like this,
I want to drive away

Pack my bags
And watch your shadow fade

You chewed me up
And spit me out
Like I was poison in your mouth

You took my light
You drained me down
But that was then
And this is now

Now look at me!

This is the part of me
That you're never gonna ever take away from me, no

Throw your sticks and stones,
Throw your bombs and bones,
But you're not gonna break my soul.

This is the part of me
That you're never gonna ever take away from me, no

I just wanna throw my phone away
Find out who is really there for me

You ripped me off,
Your love was cheap
It was always tearing at the seams,
I fell deep, you let me down,
But that was then and this is now

Now look at me!

This is the part of me
That you're never gonna ever take away from me, no

Throw your sticks and stones,
Throw your bombs and bones,
But you're not gonna break my soul.

This is the part of me
That you're never gonna ever take away from me, no!

Now look at me I'm sparkling,
A firework, a dancing' flame
You won't ever put me out again
I'm glowing', oh woah,

So you can keep the diamond ring,
It don't mean nothing anyway,
In fact you can keep everything, yeah, yeah, yeah
Except for me!

This is the part of me
That you're never gonna ever take away from me, no

Throw your sticks and stones,
Throw your bombs and bones,
But you're not gonna break my
Soul

This is the part of me
that you're never gonna ever take away from me, no

Throw your sticks and stones,
Throw your bombs and bones,
But you're not gonna break my
Soul

This is the part of me
that you're never gonna ever take away from me, no
no, no

When I finished singing,I heard grunting, shrieking, screaming, and shouts.

I quickly dropped my backpack and dashed to the place where I heard noises and I was too shocked move or to do anything.

I saw an innocent, curly haired boy, getting punched and beat up by 5 guys.

"That's what you get for being a fag!"

So… this was gay bashing…

"Hey!" I shout, storming up to the scene. One of them stops, stares and me and starts laughing.

"Hey guys, a little girl is here to save the fag!" The one who recognized me first shouts.

All the guys stop and point at me while laughing in the process. I don't know where my sudden bravery came from but I felt the need to save the boy and I was willing to try.

I came at one of them and kicked him in his balls, he topples over and in my head, I did a small victory dance but a guy grabs my arms and put them behind my back. Another guy punches me in my stomach.

"Blaaacckkk!" I shout, coughing out blood.

I use my feet to kick him in the face and I twist my body around and head-butt the guy who was holding my arms.

He stumbles back, holding his forehead. I look around and I see one guy just standing there, looking at me with shock.

I run up to him but I backs away.

"Why huh? You scared?" I scream from the top my lugs. I was angry to the biggest degree. I felt this sudden power in me I've never felt before.

"I-I"

I walk up to him and grab one of his nipples and twist in in a 360 degree.

"If I EVER see you again, I'll do the exact same thing I did to your boys to you. You're lucky I'm letting you off easily."

I let go and push him. He falls into a bench and I look at the boy who was getting beat up. The rest of the guys collected themselves and stumbled away, holding whatever part I hit them at. I was expecting the boy to just be badly hurt but he wasn't speaking or moving. I rush over to him and put my ear against his chest.

He wasn't breathing.

I scratch my head, trying to figure out what to do.

I ended up picking him up and carrying him down the street. I completely forgot about my backpack because I felt like it wasn't more important than this boy. I look down at his facial features and I couldn't help but be a little attracted to him. He didn't really look gay at all. He was extremely good looking but then I saw all his deep cuts and bruises. I saw that he had a chain around his neck and I look down to see his ID badge.

Blaine Anderson.

I sigh and keep walking in the path of the hospital.

After a while, he started to get really heavy so I shift him from side to side. When I arrived at the hospital, they rushed him to the ICU. After some time, they told me he was in critical condition and they don't know if he'd wake up. I wait there all night, not bothering to call my parents because I wasn't worried about that.

I wake up the next morning and they told me he woke up. I rushed to his room and he had a confused look on his face.

"You're alive!" I yell, throwing my hands to pull him into a big hug.

He hugs me back and asks,

"Were you the girl who-"

"Who saved your ass? Yeah, that was me. My name is Sarah by the way." I say smiling.

"My name is Blaine. Thank you so much. I don't know how I can ever repay you."

"By getting better." I tell him.

END OF FLASHBACK

Kurt's POV

"Then after that, we became really close friends and we hung out all the time. Then, just like that, we became best friends and he always felt like he owed me but still till this day, I never understood why." She says wiping away her tears.

I wipe away tears of my own by the touching story.

"So, when yesterday happened, memories of that day came rushing back. And that's why I attacked you."

"Blaine and I have become stronger from that day and we've learned how to defend ourselves and each other."

"You are a truly great friend." I tell her genuinely.

"Thanks. Now, I'll let Rachel have her turn." Sarah says walking to the door.

"Whatever happens, don't do this to Blaine again." She tells me.

"I won't. Never."

She smiles and then opens the door of my bedroom. Rachel and Finn walk in together.

"Kurt, I'm so sorry."

"Me too bro."

"I don't understand why you guys are apologizing to me."

"I should've comforted you when you needed me the most."

"Don't worry, you were looking out for Blaine. If you were in this situation, I would've done the same. You made me see the light. You too Finn."

They nod.

"Well, let's just pray Blaine gets better. And Kurt, most of the new directions are trying to forgive you but they aren't there yet. And the Warblers want to talk to you at The Lima Bean."

"Okay."

When an hour passes of Rachel, Finn, and I talking like old friends, I get a call from Wes.

"Kurt. Lima Bean. Now."

I couldn't even say okay before he hung up.