Out Of Luck

this can’t be real.

Honestly, when he arrived, Kurt was expecting more yelling. He should know Blaine better than anyone but not only did he not anymore, but in a way that’s what he chose. Blaine waited for him against everything everyone else thought and still isn’t mad. It was ridiculous devotion, but if anyone was going to give that to someone it would be Blaine.  Whether he should have seen it coming or not, Kurt didn’t expect it to last this long.  

He could practically hear Oliver in his mind reminding him to behave like a normal person and get to the point.
Kurt took Blaine’s hand again and held it tight. He opened his eyes and locked them onto Blaine’s, color changed and iris’ glowing. “I’m a demon.” He said with a sad smile. “And so is he and a surprising amount of other people, and it’s the reason I was gone.” If there was any good reason for disappearing, it was this one. That much he knew, but how Blaine will react is up in the air still. Kurt could feel a mess of emotions around him, hard to pinpoint but none good. Absently, he wondered if Blaine would let them all out now or if he’d try to deny it and those feelings a little longer. He also noted that Oliver will wish he was here when -if- he hears about it.
‘Never miss the chance to grab a snack, ok, emotional breakdowns are great for us. If you don’t know the guy or gal.’

All he wanted was to understand what he did that was so wrong that Kurt felt like he couldn’t come to him.  Their relationship was so much more than what they were reduced to with Kurt just–walking away–without so much as a word. Or even a goodbye that would leave more questions than he’d probably get answers for but at least the pain could have been targeted at a source.  Rather than the unknown and in that unknown the fear that something horrible happened to the person he loved the absolute most out of anyone in his life.

Sometimes being left in the dark with all it’s confusion and agonizing questions–why?–what if?–how?–was much better than having the answers.  Blaine didn’t realize that until it was too late. Too eager to find out why.  Too invested in something that maybe only –he– was invested in to let things go without knowing.
The answer he was about to receive as he squeezed Kurt’s hand wasn’t anything that he’d imagine to be real much less happening to them.  His rationale screamed for what he saw to be only a trick of the light combined with a tired brain and a frustrated fog he had yet to walk out of for months.  It wasn’t.  His eyes widened, face going pale as he stared from Kurt’s eyes to their hands and back.  An open mouth stuttered and nothing came out. Fairy tales, nightmares and legends.  All of it.  Not REAL.  Never REAL.  His body reacted before his mind wrapped around the news completely to process it right.  Like that was going to happen soon. Scrambling off the bed, his fingers snapped into his palm as they left Kurt’s.  Blaine began to lose his composure, his patience and any sense of pleading understanding as he lifted trembling hands and rubbed his face.
“Please tell me this is is a lie you’re making up to freak me out instead of hurting me because you think that might be better.  It’s working on the freaking out part but if you left for–just–you didn’t and wouldn’t,” there was something in his voice that said he didn’t even believe what he was asking Kurt to do but had to try.  –Please lie to me if it isn’t either.– 

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New beginnings, and New Directions

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New school, new country, new everything. Her mum got a new job, and here they were. Ohio, of all places. Is there even anything to do in Ohio? The boys probably aren’t even fit. She sighed as she lay in bed, hours away from her first day at McKinley. 

Dear diary,

I think my life has been replaced by a horror film. I’m in butt fuck nowhere, adn I don’t know anyone. Tomorrow is going to be the worst day of me life. But I’ll suck it up for mum. As always.

Closing her diary, she went to sleep. Before she knew it, her alarm was going off and it was time for her new school. She dressed quickly, throwing on a pair of ripped up pants, her favorite Oasis shirt, and a flannel. Her favorite blue backpack was all ready to go, and lastly she threw on her green converse. Her stomach was so upset she couldn’t eat, and she rushed out the door. Thankfully, the school was within walking distance of their house. No way mum could embarrass her. 

As she walked inside, she felt as if all eyes were on her. She took a deep breath, and walked quickly to her locker. As she went, she ran into something. “Oh shit, I’m so sorry.” She bent down to help them pick everything up.

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Late.  He was late.  Today was a whole string of lates.  First, his car wouldn’t start  and made him miss his first class.  By the time checked in and got to his locker?  He missed the bell to his second class and had to go ask for a slip and dash back.  A trip to apologize to his first period teacher?  Late to his and Kurt’s lunch!  His boyfriend tried to reassure him that it was okay but he felt guilty anyway.

Blaine was about ready to ask the universe for a start over button.  Now, he was practically jogging towards Glee Club because for the first time today? Other than a lucky break at third period?  He was going to be on time. 

Or not.

Rounding a corner too fast nearly caused take someone out. He skittered to a stop at the last second and proceeded to lose the stacks of sheet music he was carrying and almost his bag. That would’ve been better. Instead, it hit him square in the groin on the backswing of his sudden halt.  Blaine’s teeth clenched in pain as papers fluttered down.

“No!  I did that,” he gasped in pain.  “My fault!  I got it.”  Mind over matter!  Will the ache away! She was already helping when he could focus on the stranger.  “Thanks.  I really appreciate this.” Blaine quickly bent over trying to ignore the throbbing.  “Today’s been..wow.  Not your fault. You just happened to be an innocent bystander of my really bad day.”