One thing I've learned in my life was that Love has the ability to make your soul crawl out from its hiding place and blossom for an infinity of bliss.
Kurt did that for me. It only took a few days but I was changing right In front of everyone's eyes.
"How long have you know Kurt again?" Alexia asked me as we walked.
"Were coming on a year now. But I had dreams about him before I ever met him." I answered her. "Why do ask?"
"Well, you two fit like a puzzle price. I watched you to and its perfect, if he moves the slightest bit you follow and vise versa, I mean that's love to me. You look like you need him more then you realize. And that what love is right. Loving someone because you need them."
I shook my head, "its actually quite the opposite. I need Kurt because I love him, and that's how he is with me. But that's just the thing. I stopped loving him because I needed to move on. Now that his back I can't help but to do so. I trust him I do but in the back of my head I can't stop the feeling that something is wrong, or will be soon."
"I don't think he is going anywhere." She said. "You know before Kurt came I've seen you smile 7 time. And we've know each other for like 5 months yet in the last three day you smile anytime he enters the room, you laugh and blush when he says things to you. You still scream in your dreams but this morning was nothing compared to usual." She paused, "he's changed you Blaine."
"I guess," I muttered.
"You guess come on Blaine. Tell me how you fell right now."
I shrugged; I didn't know how to answer that. I missed Kurt though it had only been twenty minutes I wanted him bad. I was highly confused by that seeing before this week I hadn't seen him in 6 months, 3 weeks and 4 days. Then I was hungry but I always am, and felt affection, and lust running though my body. For the first time in months I didn't feel depressed.
"You know," she stopped walking and put her hand on my heart. "Its right here, tell me. You feel love."
"I feel hope Alexia, hope that my life can turn around after the year I've had as a vampire and the love I've lost as a monster. Kurt gives me hope for a future where I'm constantly surrounded by love and I never have to feel regret or hate. That's all I feel now. And to be more then that is worth it for me." I said and started walking again.
"Why didn't you tell me you could sing?" She asked changing the subject.
"You never asked." I said plainly.
"Right because watching the voice, and sing off saying how I would love to be on there was not a moment for you to tell me you could and win." She smiled.
"I have won 3 singing competitions. And placed second at nationals. Singing is the only thing that could get me out of my shell. I can play three types of pianos, both electric and acoustic guitars, a bass, the violin, drums and the flute. I can dance and act, if I really wa0nted to be I could he on some the show singing my heart out but instead I rather walk the streets of Chicago with you." I smiled at her and she hit me.
"I'm signing you up for American idol auditions next months." She replied cool as a cucumber.
I shook my head no with a soft smile, "I really don't want to sing anymore. My musical talents we for people, my warbler brothers, my mother, Kurt Rachel, even Quinn..."
"Oh," she said, "I understand now." She said. When I first met Alexia I told her my maker banished me, she asked why and I merely replied because I killed her lover. After a few months I opened up enough to tell her Quinn was my best friend and what happened was an accident.
Alexia understood me very well, that was one of her wonderful qualities.
"Are you going to leave us?" She asked after a few minutes of silence.
"Maybe. I mean, its very likely that Kurt and I will move away, but not until I say so. Kurt wont make me leave but if things start to change too much I'll leave."
"Do you think I could come with you?" She followed, "its not that I don't love Marley or Ryder for opening up their home to us I just want to explore the world I'm just too scared to do it alone."
"I don't see why not, I'll talk to Kurt about it." I said as we returned in front of the house.
"Sounds good," she said. "You know, when we first met I knew you were different a good didn't don't get me wrong, but I guess I just saw us being friends for a really long time." She flicked her atoms around me hugging me, "I love you, Blaine."
I hugged her back, shocked at the contact. "I love you too Lex." I replied. She let me go and skipped up the stairs, entering the house, with me on her flanks.
Kurt was sitting on the couch with hunter talking about blood. I stood with my back to the wall so they couldn't see me but I could listen.
"You're too young to have had the blood of a fae. We damn near wiped them out in the 1700, now, I never had 100% fae, but 2/3 is better then anything I've ever had." Kurt spoke with such fond memories of the past.
"Better then baby blood?" Hunter asked. His question made my stomach churn.
"I've only drank from an infant once, there was a vampire virus that killed a third of the Denmark population." Kurt said.
"My maker said something about that. It was like 150 years ago, humans got sick and their blood would kill us in three days." Hunter said.
"That's right. The only cure was drinking werewolf blood, and that is the worse blood I've ever drank. In the mist of the confusion I hadn't feed in over a week and there was this child who was crying in one of the Parks. He couldn't have been more then 18 month, his parents left him and it was the start of winter, I told myself I was saving him he was delicious but his blood was tainted, a close friend of mine saw me and told me in France they found that werewolf blood healed our body. Nonetheless draining a child is the lowest low for a vampire. In many regions its punishable removal of fangs." Kurt said.
"That's ridiculous, I've never heard of that." Hunter said, "Have you ever had your fangs removed?"
"A few times, in the 1500 drinking from a human that isn't yours was enough for the vampire government then. I'm really glad it fell, because I was wild oh the magister hated me, after my third offense he buried me for three year so I could starve and maybe that would teach me a lesson. When I was unburied I just moved to south American." Kurt said.
"Holy shit!" Hunter exclaimed.
"That's nothing, when I was last in American I crossed some powerful vampire and they broke my teeth, so I had to have my best friend rip them out so I could wait three months for them to grow back. It was horrible I would have rather been buried." Kurt said.
"That doesn't actually sound so bad." I said walking into the room.
"I couldn't live a day without my fangs, the best part of drinking is the first bite. The human body rushes to send white blood cells to the bite and that is the absolute best." Hunter sighed in delight. "Not that you would know Vamp vs. Wild, the squirrels you eat taste the same huh."
"Actually hunter I do know, I know more then you think." I growled at him. "Living without fangs just sounds easier then..." I stopped myself from finishing, hunter can't know about my ripping.
"Its more frustrating then you'd think Blaine, we'll talk about it late." Kurt said holding his hand out for me to come and sit with him.
"How many humans have you drank from kid." Hunter asked me.
"Hundreds, I also spent my first few months drinking from blood bags." I answered him. Kurt didn't know about my ripper frenzy in Indiana so the number might have startled him.
"So you know how good humans taste especially compared to animals, why don't drink them?" Hunter sat up and leaned forward waiting for my answer.
"I have my reasons hunter, none of which you'd understand." I said. Marley can into the room and crossed her arms.
"Why all the sour faces?" She asked
"We are just trading war stories Mars Kurt has some of the best I've ever heard." Hunter gave her a smile and looked back to Kurt and me.
"I'm done for the night. It was nice chatting with you hunter." Kurt said standing up pulling me along with him. We walked hand in hand down to my room. I let go of his hand and sat in my chair adjacent to the bed in which he sat.
"You never told me those stories." I said first.
"Sweetheart I have been around for a long time, I've got so many stories that would make your head spin, I just haven't got around to telling them all to you." Kurt said smiling softly.
"Will you tell me now?" I asked.
"Of course, where do you want me to start?" Kurt asked.
I thought for a second then stood, taking steady strides over to him I asked, "What is it like to not have fangs?"
"Do you want to remove yours?" Kurt asked with a serious tone.
"Maybe. It seems like a good idea." I answered honestly.
"It hurts, badly. Of the three months they are out a month maybe, you feel nothing. The rest of the time its agonizing pain and if you try to push my fangs out before they are fully grown it feels like pushing a knife through your mouth. It is truly a punishment, but since the fall of the old kingdom, it hasn't been used." Kurt said.
"Wow, tell me about the old kingdom." I pressed on. I scooted back so I was laying on the bed.
"Well, from 1621 till 1801 Europe's vampires were run by a kingdom, every country today was ran by kings or queens, who had to check with the true ruler, an original. Then each country had areas and sheriffs who had to check in with the locals. Then there was the magister, he lived in an area but only obeyed the king. He was in charge of punishment, and boy were those men creative." Kurt paused remembering the past.
"So where does Sebastian play in all of this?" I asked.
He let out a hot laugh. "Well for 125 years, he was king of England, and when England sent colonies to America he joined them. The original vampire heard this and found out Sebastian was trying to rule over America the way he did. So he went to kill Sebastian and any vampires he made in the new world but that's when Sebastian started controlling werewolves. He sent a pack on the original and instead of dying by werewolf bite; the original surrendered and banded Sebastian from England. He also killed all the new vampires behind Sebastian's back."
"You do have good stories." I said slightly in shock.
"You'll always be my best story though." Kurt fell back into the bed and looked at me.
"How am I your best story?" I asked.
"You made me feel for the first time since I met Rachel... that night we met, I was going to drain you, but I couldn't you were so handsome even with the bruises and cuts. Knowing you for a few hours you already had me flustered and confused. I bought human food for you, and came up with some stupid lie to be human so you would like me back. Blaine, I fell in love with you, after our first kiss, and even before then I felt happy when I was around you. You're the love of my existence. When Sebastian killed you, I wanted to die too. But I couldn't, not without my revenge. When I got it, I thought I can at lease make sure Rachel is okay, but when I came home and saw you were not only alive but a vampire. The first thought in my head was I get to love you for eternity, I had a chance to show you the world, to teach you how to never fear again, and show you how wonderful you truly are. I don't care about your bloodlust, I never have, I just know, from the pits of my heart, that you were made just for me to love." He finished. I felt the tears welt up in my eyes, as I leaned over and kissed him. He was much calmer then before and he even lifted me up a bit so I wasn't stretching so far.
Kurt wiped the tears that fell from my eyes and planted soft kisses around my face. "I love you Kurt, I life would have truly been over if not for you. Plus you opened my eyes to so much in both the human world and my new vampire world. You're perfect."
"I love you too." He wrapped me in his arms and we laid there in silence for a moment before I asked a question.
"So what did you do to get that guy to break your fangs?"
He let out a hot laugh, "well Blaine, that story dates back to the 1700 when I first met the vampire." Kurt was amazing at telling stories I held on to every word and his detail gave me chills. We stayed cooped up in my room for the rest of the night until Marley knocked on my door to bid the two of us good night.
"I guess we should sleep." Kurt said kissing my forehead. I cuddled up next to him and tried to sleep. But my mind was wondering as usual.
It was stuck on this quote that after today's events made perfect sense.
Orson Welles says, "We're born alone, we live alone, we die alone. Only through our love and friendship can we create the illusion for the moment that we're not alone." I grew up truly alone until I met Quinn. And even then, we only hung out on weekends. And after a few years I moved to boarding school where I spent every night alone until junior year when Nick transferred but even then Jeff would sneak in and sleep in his bed. It wasn't until Kurt I understood what it meant to have someone. I was never alone with Kurt, even if he wasn't in the room I still knew he was there, here, for me. I was stupid to run from he only person to make me feel love. I never want to do it again.