“Kurt… I…” Blaine got out before a slight sob.

“Don’t please” Kurt said his dead voice matching his eyes “Just listen”
Kurt moved down the hall way and Blaine followed eagerly just a few paces behind. They reached the choir room where some of the reserve band members were. Kurt sat behind the piano and motioned Blaine to the chair at the front of the room. He hadn't looked Blaine in the face since the auditorium.

Kurt started to play a melody and sang.

I am done, smoking gun
We’ve lost it all, the love is gone
She has won, now it’s no fun
We’ve lost it all, the love is gone

And we had magic
And this is tragic
You couldn’t keep your hands to yourself

I feel like our world’s been infected
And somehow you left me neglected
We’ve found our lives been changed
Babe, you lost me

And we tried, oh how we cried
We lost ourselves, the love has died
And though we tried you can’t deny
We’re left as shells, we lost the fight

And we had magic
And this is tragic
You couldn’t keep your hands to yourself

I feel like our world’s been infected
And somehow you left me neglected
We’ve found our lives been changed
Babe, you lost me

Now I know you’re sorry and we were sweet
But you chose lust when you deceived me
And you’ll regret it, but it’s too late
How can I ever trust you again?

I feel like our world’s been infected
And somehow you left me neglected
We’ve found our lives been changed
Babe, you lost me

Kurt finished with tears in his eyes still no emotion showing.

“Were over Blaine if that wasn't clear” Kurt gritted out his eye swimming with anger now. He got up and walked to the door tilting his head towards Blaine.

“Goodbye Blaine”