Kurt didn't blame him.

It was a 2 weeks before their daughter Melody was born when Blaine got cold feet and ran. Melody was now 15 and Kurt hadn't seen Blaine since. The father and daughter relied on each other for everything. When Melody was little she used to wake up and hear her father crying in the living room of their New York apartment. She didn't like when her father cried. He said it was because he missed her Daddy, but when she asked where her Daddy was, he always brushed it off and changed the subject not wanting her to know what really happened.

Because Kurt didn't blame him.

That's why when he was cleaning the bathroom one day and heard her singing he got worried about her. He walked into her room and sat on her bed while she finished her song.

Daddy Daddy don't leave
I'll do anything to keep you
Right here with me
Can't you see how much I need you

Daddy Daddy don't leave
Mommy's saying things she don't mean
She don't know what she's talking about
Somebody hear me out

Father listen
Tell him that he's got a home and he don't have to go
Father save him
I would do anything in return
I'll clean my room
Try hard in school
I'll be good
I promise you
Father, Father
I pray to you

"Baby girl are you okay?" Kurt asked his tone leaking with worry.

"No. I'm not actually. I'm 15 years old now and I think I deserve to know the story about my other father," she said with that attitude that made her sound exactly like Blaine, he was her biological father after all.

"You're just like him," was all he said.

"You've said that before Daddy, I want to know his name, why he isn't here with us completing our family, I want to know why after 15 years you still haven't found someone else. I want to know why you use to stay up after I was asleep and cry about him. I want to know."

Kurt was crying now, he really hoped this day would never come when he would have to explain Blaine Anderson to their daughter.

Because he didn't blame him.

When Kurt had pictured what explaining his and Blaine's relationship was to their daughter he never pictured him being alone, he always pictured all of them at a picnic or something. Laying casually in Blaine's embrace stealing kisses and their daughter declaring their kissing gross, but it wasn't like that.

"Are you sure baby? Fairytales don't always have a happy ending," said Kurt wiping away the tears he had shed. Melody gave her Dad a hug and patted him on the back, she was used to having to take care of him sometimes, and he didn't have a husband to do that.

"Yes, I'm sure," was all she said. She was determined to know the man who caused her father so much pain.

"Okay, but if it gets to be too much just tell me okay, it's a lot to take in."

"I will Daddy, I promise."

"Okay, well to start off he is your biological father and he is beautiful, just like you. His name is Blaine Anderson and he is the love of my life that answers 2 of your questions. Next he isn't here because about 2 weeks before you were born he got to nervous and he ran. I haven't seen him since.

I used to stay up and cry all the time because no matter how much I wanted to hate him for leaving us I never could because he was and probably still is my one and only true love. And I just missed him so much and didn't understand why he left."

"Oh Daddy I'm so sorry! He sounds like an ass and definitely doesn't deserve your love!" she said squeezing her crying father closer to her chest.

"No, don't blame him, I don't. This is why I didn't want to tell you, I knew you would think that way."

"But Daddy, he abandoned us, how could I not hate him?" she asked very confused.

"Sweet heart, your Daddy was the most compassionate, loving, talented, moral, gorgeous, trustworthy, funny, caring and loyal man I have ever met. But he got nervous, and being nervous does that to people.

"How did he leave?" she asked now more intrigued about this Blaine character who was supposed to be her father.

Kurt choked back a sob that was the one thing that always made him cry. "Uhm, one day when I came home from work I came home to an empty house minus all of his things and a note left on our bed it said;

Kurt, My love,

I am so sorry for doing this to you.

I just know that I can't do this, I can't become my father and I won't let you become my mother.

I know you are going to provide the very best for our little girl, if you want to call her that.

Please know that I will NEVER stop loving you as long as I live, and I vow to never love another.

I hope to god that you find someone though, someone who will love you and provide for you and Melody (if you still decide to use the name we picked out) and give you the things I am too much of a coward to give.

You are the love of my life Kurt, I am so sorry.

Blaine Anderson

I found the letter; it had tear stains on it. That was the last I ever saw or heard of him."

"Do you still have it?"

"Yeah, it's locked away somewhere in the attic, when he left I was a mess, I never left the house and I swear I must have cried for days straight, I didn't eat or sleep I just laid in our bed. I wore the one shirt he forgot to take and didn't talk to anyone. Until the day you were born, and Yes before you ask I still have his shirt. Actually if I'm not mistaken you have it."

"Which one?" she screamed.

He went to her closet and pulled out her pajama shirt that said Dalton Academy Warbler's on it. She gasped. That was her favourite shirt, she always liked it because no matter how many times Kurt washed it, it always smelt like her Daddy and something else, something she could never quite put her finger on. And now she knew, it was Blaine her other Dad, the one who abandoned and left her father to raise what was technically his child by himself.

"Daddy, that's my favourite shirt," she whispered.

"I know darling, it's mine too."

Kurt didn't blame him.

He didn't blame him because when he ran he left behind the most important thing in Kurt's life and he wouldn't change her for the world.

So Kurt chose not to blame him.

Post A/N: The song I used in this chapter is Daddy's Little Girl by Frankie J!