Blaine didn't call on Saturday or Sunday despite Kurt's attempts at contacting him. Monday morning came and Kurt was awoken by his phone telling him he had a text.

B- I'm still not ready to talk yet, but I want you to know that I don't hate you. Please try to have a good day.

Kurt typed and retyped different messages, not knowing what to say in reply. He wanted to send a reply just so Blaine knew he understood the message. He settled for:

K- You too. I'm sorry. I love you.

Blaine didn't respond.

Kurt and Finn arrived early for Glee rehearsal. Finn had given Kurt a copy of Paint It Black to listen to and get a general gist of what the sound will be. Considering his weekend, the somberness of the beginning of the song resonated with Kurt.

He sat at the piano and started plunking the beginning of the song. He'd spent his weekend away from Blaine, throwing himself into music to distract himself.

I see a red door and I want it painted black

No colors anymore, I want them to turn black

I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes

I have to turn my head until my darkness goes.

Finn sat at the drums and played along with him, feeling awful that this was his song choice. He heard the whole argument Friday night and didn't know what to say to Kurt to help him.

I see a line of cars and their all painted black

With flowers and my love both never to come back

I see people turn their heads and quickly look away

Like a newborn baby it just happens every day

I look inside myself and see my heart is black

I see my red door and must have it painted black.

Maybe then I'll fade away and I'll have to face the facts.

It's not easy facing love when your whole world is black.

Kurt stopped playing. He sat there and stared at the keys. "Kurt," Finn said comfortingly. Kurt looked up at his step-brother. "I know." Kurt stayed silent and sullen. "I heard you guys arguing and I want you to know that I know what you're feeling. You're not alone. I'm not going to tell you that it sucks because you already know that. What I will tell you is that it's not over, you and Blaine."

This wasn't making Kurt feel better. It wasn't making him feel worse, but it was nice of his brother to care so much. It was nice to know he's not alone, even though he felt it.

Finn continued talking. "Relationships are hard. Long distance ones are harder. You let the other person consume you and when they're not there it kills you. Missing them eats at you and eats at you until you break." His voice was getting passionate in tone now. He believed what he was saying. "You fight, you cry, you get jealous, you love as hard as you can, you break-up, you get back together, and you do it all over again until you get it right or give up."

Kurt swallowed what little saliva he had in his mouth and managed a fake looking half smile for Finn.

The room crowded in with people within the next minute and Mr. Shuester walked in hurriedly with a stack of sheet music. "Okay guys, change of plans this afternoon. I was contacted by the Warbler council over the weekend and they want us to join them for practice at 5:00. Does this interfere with anyone's schedules?"

Kurt had never felt like he didn't want to see Blaine until this moment. He was supposed to give him space and his fellow Warblers were forcing them together. He looked down at the music that was handed to him. Well, this is fucking perfect. Just fucking kill me. They'd be singing "I Won't" by Colbie Callait with the Warblers this evening.

Glee practiced the new song before school started and Kurt dragged his feet as Mercedes chatted his ear off about the rest of the party. She'd yet to notice he was soulless.

He reached French class with Mercedes still gabbing away when he heard the only voice that could kill his spirit more.

"Kurt?" Zach asked behind him as he gently touched his arm to get his attention. Kurt shrugged free of it immediately and faced the blonde life ruiner. "Can we talk for a second?"

"Mercedes I'll be right in," Kurt dismissed her. Mercedes looked from one boy to the other confused. Kurt insisted he'd be right in and she left after a 'fine.'

"I wanted to say I'm sorry," Zach said guiltily.

"You're sorry?"

"Yeah. I don't know what was going through my head. I'm kind of going through something. I'm really sorry and I hope we can get past this one day."

"Get past this?" Kurt repeated. His cheeks flushed and his blood pressure ran high. "You can't even begin to know what you did. Blaine saw your text and I haven't heard from him since after he yelled at me for what you did and took off in the middle of the night. Don't talk to me, don't come near me, I want nothing to do with you."

"Oh my God, I am so sorry. Maybe I can talk to him. I need to fix this."

"No, you've done enough. You don't understand what I've been through this year. Blaine made my life worth living. We worked so hard to get to where we were yesterday morning and you somehow found a way to destroy all of that in less than 24 hours."

"Kurt, I-"

"No. We're done talking. Just don't come near me." Kurt stomped away into the classroom without another word.

Zach listened to Kurt's request and sat far away from him. He did this for every class they had together and worked very hard not to look his way when he passed him in the hallway.