Kurt was sitting in the living room of the apartment with Rachel. Kurt had finally stopped crying, he was tired but couldn't sleep, and it was 3:15 in the morning. Mercedes was sleeping on the couch next to them as they spoke in hushed voices to one another in hopes of not waking her.

"Kurt, please explain what exactly happened…" Rachel said quietly and surprisingly calm. She sat looking into Kurt's red, puffy, eyes.

"I cheated." Kurt said as he began to cry again.

"Kurt. Stop crying, and please explain, all you've been saying since we left the club was 'I cheated' I get that Kurt," Rachel looked at Kurt with concerned eyes. "What did you do exactly?"

Kurt was about to speak, but didn't. He wiped the tears off of his face, "I- well, he-Blaine-" Kurt couldn't even form a sentence or even somehow explain what had happened; he didn't want to think about it. He felt as if he didn't think about it; possibly he would forget it, like it didn't happen, but it did and he couldn't not think about it. Kurt had never, ever, felt this low about himself.

"Ok, first of all who is Blaine?" Rachel looked intently. Rachel sat awaiting an answer, but Kurt's silence had said it all. She nodded as she understood. "Ok, never-mind." Rachel cleared her throat quietly, "Ok, what did you do?" Once again Kurt ignored her. "Alright, I'll make this easier for you, did you kiss him?"

"Yes." Kurt said trying to hold back the tears again.

"Ok, that's it? Kurt that really isn't that bad, it could've been worse…I mean you-"

"No, that isn't it…" Kurt spoke faintly, he sat looking at the ground.

"Oh- Ok, well did you like…Make-out?" Rachel asked cautiously yet curiously.

"Yes, but that wasn't all either." Kurt held back tears as the memory flashed through his head. Why did he do it anyway? What was he thinking? He told himself in his mind, he would never drink again. But was it really the drink to blame? He wasn't sure.

"Kurt!" Rachel slapped his shoulder. "Why would you do that!" She began to raise her voice, Kurt didn't move or even flinch. "What were you thinking!" Rachel stood as she yelled.

"I wasn't!" Kurt shouted back as he stood as well. "I wasn't thinking!" He began to cry again. He ran to his room, locking the door quickly.

"Kurt. I-I'm sorry, open the door…" Rachel spoke from one side of the door, Kurt didn't listen. Kurt fell to the ground with his back to the door, he couldn't believe himself, he couldn't trust himself, and he would never forgive himself.

Thoughts began to race through Kurt's head. How am I going to tell Eli? What am I going to say? He is going to hate me. Kurt couldn't stop his thoughts, or his tears. So instead of trying to stop them, he let the tears fall down his face and his thoughts race through his mind. After all, he did deserve this, right?

Morning came too quick, but lucky for Blaine; he didn't have work today. His head pounded, and the light pierced its way into his eyes. He sat up in bed and looked around, squinting at his surroundings, he was home. Mike walked into his room.

"You look terrible." Mike stated. Blaine didn't want to even know how bad he looked if that reflected how bad he felt. Blaine slowly got out of bed.

"Thanks." Blaine said sarcastically as he realized he was still dressed in the clothes he went clubbing in last night. What had happened last night? Blaine walked out of his room as Mike followed. Mike began talking to him about something Blaine wasn't listening too. Blaine was trying to remember last night's events, and then it hit him.

"Shit." Blaine blurted out. "Fuck, Mike?" Blaine turned around facing Mike. "What happened last night?" Blaine knew he had drunk too much last night, and he knew drinking so much (for him) is asking for trouble.

"What do you mean, you weren't even with me for like…any of the night," Mike thought "You drank a lot, and I tried to get you to go dance with somebody and you just stood there until this guy that was with Rachel came up to you- you guys danced…" Mike paused, thinking for a moment. "Then you left and I found you in the bathroom sitting on the floor."

Blaine froze, he remembered everything now, and it was all coming back to him like a flood of thoughts. "Shit." Blaine paced.

"You keep saying that…Any reason or-" Mike tried walking over to stop Blaine from pacing. "What happened?"

"I am no better than Sebastian." Blaine blurted out, stopping in his tracks. Mike gave him a confused look.

"Why?" Mike looked at Blaine expectantly.

"I used Kurt." Blaine stood, "-but he wanted to? Then he didn't, and then…" Blaine trailed off, thinking. The thought that Blaine might be anything like Sebastian made him feel sick. Why did Kurt run away so quickly? Blaine didn't understand

"Look, Blaine, don't worry. You were drunk. Nobody can blame you…Simple mistake." Mike said as if it was only a simple mistake, but it wasn't it was so much worse.

"I need to talk to him," Blaine said, just before he realized he had absolutely no way of contacting Kurt; he didn't have his number or knew where he lived. Blaine sighed. Hopeless, everything was hopeless, and Blaine was another thing to add to that list of hopeless things. "Shit, I don't even have his number, well I'm fucked. Everything just-" Before Blaine could finish his ranting, Mike had cut him off.

"He lives with Rachel, Rachel told me they were roommates, they also share an apartment with this other girl named…" Mike thought "Mercedes, yeah that was her name." Mike pulled his phone from his pocket and searched through his contacts until he found Rachel's number dialing it and handing the phone to Blaine…

"W-what?" Blaine looked confused. "No, what do I even say? I- Hello?"

Rachel spoke on the other line, "Hi."

"Is Kurt there?" Blaine spoke to Rachel as he silently argued to Mike.

"Who is this?" Rachel said now sounding confused.

"Um- Blaine Anderson…I was at the club last night…" Blaine trailed off; he had no idea what to say to her.

"Yeah, well now is not a good time," Rachel paused "Kurt is- uh- locked in his room?" Rachel tried as she pounded on the door, Blaine could hear muffled shouts at Rachel. "Wait," Rachel stopped for a moment "You're Blaine! You must be friends with Mike- I mean how else would you get this number? Are you roommates?" Changing the subject, Rachel asked.

"Yes." Blaine sighed. "Ok, so can I please talk to Kurt; it is an emergency." Blaine felt weird say it was an emergency. Cause was it really? He just couldn't shake the feeling of guilt for some reason.

"I would, but like I said, there is a door in the way…"

"Well, have him call me back when he is ready" Blaine looked over at Mike as he spoke. Mike stared intently at Blaine as he spoke.

"He probably will never be ready for that…Sorry." With that Rachel and Blaine hung up and Mike stared looking confused at Blaine.

"Good news?" Mike asked.

Blaine shook his head "Quite the opposite actually. Unless locking himself in his room is good news?" Mike didn't reply to this. No smart ass comment or judging look. Just nothing, Mike then turned around and walked away. Leaving Blaine to think for himself, letting the guilt sink in even more than it had already.

Before Blaine knew it, it was 4:23 and he still couldn't shake the guilt, he barely knew Kurt, why did he care? Maybe Blaine was just too soft of a person. Blaine sat in the silence of the living room; Mike was sitting next to Blaine trying to sort this out, but not saying anything. There was a knock at the door that disturbed the silence.

"Are you expecting someone?" Blaine turned looking at Mike in confusion.

"Well," Mike hesitated. "I texted Rachel to come over and talk to you; so you would stop freaking out."

"What?" Blaine seemed shocked as he followed. "Mike why did you do that? I can figure this out myself. I don't even know Kurt or Rachel that well." Blaine spoke as he watched Mike unlock the front door. Sighing in annoyance to himself.

"Hey Rachel," Mike said as he opened the door. "I'm so glad you showed up, come on inside…"

Rachel walked inside smiling. "Ok, so onto the important stuff right," Rachel grabbed one of Blaine's hands and one of Mike's and rushed over to the living room couch. Sitting down, and forcing Mike and Blaine to join her. "I can't be here too long, because I don't want to leave Kurt alone for long periods of time." Rachel paused clearly thinking to herself. "What's up?"

"I'm sure you know…" Blaine mumbled.

"Kurt didn't release much detail." Rachel admitted. She looked at Mike, probably wondering if Blaine had told him anything about last night.

"Blaine didn't give me anything much to go off of either." Mike looked at Blaine expectantly.

"No." Blaine said simply. Mike turned his gaze away with a sigh of frustration. Rachel on the other hand didn't give up so easy.

"Blaine, I'm here to help. Tell me what happened." Rachel stared. Blaine looked away, not answering her.

"Just, tell me how Kurt is handling this." Blaine said hoping it wasn't too bad. "I really like him- even though I don't know him, I just I don't want him to feel used."

Rachel looked at him confused "Wait," a look of concern took over her face and she leaned close to Blaine. "Do you know about Eli?"