Chapter Six

Kurt was sitting in History while Blaine was in Physics.

Blaine’s stomach hurt. This was their last lesson for the day and then they would meet at the Lima Bean which was about three minutes away if you took the car. When the teacher dismissed Blaine’s class he stayed seated for a minute or two. He didn’t want to go. Finally he left the classroom but as soon as he walked into the hallway he was shoved into the lockers.

“How dare you doing this to my kid brother? It was a tall, blonde guy, Blaine had never seen before. He wasn’t wearing a Dalton uniform so he didn’t go to this school.

“Hey!” He shoved Blaine again. “I asked you something!”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Don’t lie to me! You did something to Nick. He said it was because of you, you fucking faggot!”

Huh, so it was Nick’s brother but he didn’t know that Nick was gay. Blaine showed a devilish smile.

“Oh, did you know that your brother is a ‘fucking faggot’ himself?” The guy seemed surprised for a moment but then he got really angry and shoved Blaine again. This time Blaine hit a lock pretty hard and Blaine couldn’t help but let out a deep growl.

Then he jumped forward, twisted the guy’s arm around, so hard that he almost broke it and then he hit him in the face. The boy fell to the ground. He was unconscious. Blaine stood there and stared at the blood that was coming out of the boy’s nose.

“You better never mess with me again.” He hissed. He would have to talk to Nick about this, although it probably wasn’t Nick’s fault. But now he had to concentrate on other things. Now it was time to tell Kurt the truth. And if he would react scared and didn’t want to see Blaine again then he would leave Dalton anyway.

The problem was that he had no place to stay. When this year was over, he would need a place to stay after graduation, too. For a second he thought about the house that he grew up in but then he remembered that his grand-grand-grand-nephew lived there now and he was pretty afraid of Blaine.

Cooper should let me live there. After all it’s my house.

Suddenly his thoughts returned to Kurt and the task he had to master. He zoomed down the hallway leaving the unconscious boy behind.

When he arrived at the Lima Bean Kurt wasn’t there yet. He got himself a cup of coffee. The barista smiled at Blaine and when she handed him his coffee, she also gave him her phone number on a little piece of paper.

Blaine shook his head and gave it back. “Sorry, but I’m not on your team.” She looked disappointed but that wasn’t Blaine’s problem because Kurt had just entered the coffee shop.

The expression on his face changed immediately when he spotted Blaine. Kurt hugged the shorter boy. “Hi, Blaine.” He breathed. “Hey, so, what do you want?” He held up his coffee cup. “A grand non-fat Mocha Latte.” He answered.

As soon as Kurt had received his coffee, Blaine and Kurt left the Lima Bean and headed to the park. There was no one there because it was a cold, windy day and it looked like it was going to rain. The two boys walked arm in arm and didn’t care about the cold as long as they had each other at their sides. They reached the part of the park that was a small forest and kept following the path.

“So, what did you want to talk about?” Kurt asked eventually. Blaine took a deep breath. And then another one. Come on, Blaine. You can do this.

 He stopped walking and turned to Kurt. Then he pulled the picture out of his pocket that Kurt had thrown into the bin. He unfolded it and looked at it. Kurt gasped.

“No, Blaine. That is not what it looks like. I promise I wasn’t stalking you. Finn found the picture and—“

“I know. He found it in a library book. A book about old, rich families. I overheard your conversation last Sunday. I’m sorry, I know, I shouldn’t have.”

“But then you also heard what inn thought about it and that I totally disagree. I told him that it was your ancestor or something.”

“I know. I know, Kurt. But there’s something about this picture I need to talk to you about.” He took another deep breath and swallowed.

“Kurt, what, if… I mean, if… oh god damn it! Kurt, what if I told you that Finn was right?” Kurt looked confused. “What?”

“Finn was right” Blaine whispered. Kurt shook his head in disbelief. “What are you talking about?”

Blaine looked into Kurt’s eyes. “I’m a vampire, Kurt. The boy on the picture… that’s me.”

Kurt gasped. “You gotta be kidding me.” He took a step backwards.

“Kurt, believe me. I’m telling the truth.”

“No, you’re not!”

“Kurt—“

“No! Stop it!” he shouted. “Stop saying that! Vampires don’t exist. Why are you trying to do this?” Blaine took a step forward and reached for Kurt’s hand, Kurt flinched and pulled his arm away.

He’s scared. Oh no, what have I done?

“Listen to me, Kurt. I love you and I had to tell you because I couldn’t live with that lie anymore. Please, Kurt! Don’t be scared.”

“This can’t be happening.” Kurt whispered. “I shouldn’t have come.” He turned around and ran. He wanted to leave all of this behind.

“Kurt!” Blaine shouted but Kurt didn’t look back. He kept running.

Suddenly Blaine was standing in front of him. Kurt screamed when Blaine grabbed his arms to keep him from running.

“How… how did you get here so fast?”

“Kurt, please—“

“No, leave me alone! Let me go!” Blaine let go of his arms and Kurt kept running while tears started to fill his eyes. Blaine stood there and tears were running down his face, too. As he watched Kurt running away, it began to rain.

Blaine didn’t move until his clothes were soaked. Then he fell down on his knees crying in pain and anger while Kurt was sitting in his Navigator driving through the pouring rain and feeling the tears running down his cheeks.