Aug. 18, 2013, 6:40 a.m.
What Happens Backstage: Chapter 7
T - Words: 501 - Last Updated: Aug 18, 2013 Story: Closed - Chapters: 14/? - Created: Apr 02, 2013 - Updated: Aug 18, 2013 220 0 0 0 0
"Stop, stop. I'm sorry, can we pause really quickly?" Sebastian said one practice.
"Sure, take five, everyone!" The director called out.
Sebastian walked slowly towards Blaine. "Blaine, I don't feel like I'm getting enough out of you. You seem distracted."
"What do you mean? I'm fine, I could do this scene in my sleep!" He responded, confusedly.
"Nope, I don't think you are fine. I sense tension. I sense... sexual tension." Sebastian put his hand on Blaine's shoulder. "I can help with that." He started trailing his fingers down Blaine's arm.
"No," Blaine said, backing away. "I'm interested in someone else. I like Ku-"
"And this is where that ends, sweetheart. Get it through your thick, raspberry-gel haired skull." Sebastian snarled. "Kurt doesn't want you. If he did, he would've had you. That whole 'no-relationship' act he has? its only for people he tries to ward off."
"You don't know what you're talking about," Blaine answers back shakily.
"Oh, don't I? Well, I think I may know a little bit. He's used it on plenty of people. I mean, he never did all that with me. Sure, he played hard-to-get, but after a bit he turned out to be a pretty good lay, once he let loose." Sebastian laughed, "It took some prodding, but he was easily influenced by me."
Blaine was speechless.
"So, are we clear here? Let me repeat myself, just in case you missed it. You. Are. Not. Wanted. Stop trying." He put emphasis on each syllable.
Sebastian backed up coolly, running his fingers through his hair.
He continued. "I ended it, of course. He wasn't my type. But you, no matter how much I dislike you, seem exactly like my type. Because let's be real, you're sex on a stick."
Blaine looked at him in disgust. "You... he... I can't do this, I need to go."
Blaine walked off the stage and headed to the back.
He stormed into Kurt's costume closet where he was testing out color blocks on a mannequin.
"Are you okay? What's wrong?" Kurt asked.
"Why him, Kurt?" Blaine interrogated, "Why Sebastian? Is that what you like, Kurt? I can't believe you would choose someone like him instead!"
"What? You don't even--"
"He didn't give a damn about you, and you were so willing to be with him, but with me, you decide to play games?!" Blaine shouted.
Kurt stopped trying to talk and let Blaine get everything out.
"If I'm not worth it Kurt, just tell me, don't act like you're so mysterious, be honest. Because I really like you, but if you're just playing me like some toy, then I might as well just quit while I'm ahead." Blaine finally finished and took a breath.
Kurt stood there, expressionless. He look at Blaine with icy eyes and said softly, "You really believe everything Sebastian has told you?"
Blaine stayed silent and Kurt barked out a dry laugh.
"Right. Before you decide to make a scene, make it point to have all of your facts straight. I have nothing to say, or prove to you." Kurt pushed pass Blaine and walked out of the room.