Kurt sat on his sofa still trying to take in the destruction of his things. Why did Blaine leave? They were doing so well together, and Blaine was finally coming to terms with who he was, despite his memory lapses. He had read over Blaine’s note several times, but nothing still made any sense to him. His concentration was broke as he watched the front door open and Cooper come back in.

“Hey, I just got off the phone with my contact back at the Estate. She says Dad sent out two cars to Lima earlier for some errand, but one of them just pulled in a little while ago carrying Blaine.”

“So he did go back?”

“From what it seems.”

“I don’t understand Cooper. He had come term with the fact that your father had lied to him and that they were keeping things from him. Why would he go back? Do you think he remembered who Jackson is?”

“Kurt honestly I don’t know what to tell you. My brother is not one of those people who makes choices based on emotions of the heart. I mean for fucks sake, he married that bitch from hell just to keep Jackson close.”

The two men sat there a little while longer, both not really sure what to do next. “ Ok Coop, so answer me this then. Why did he trash the place before he left?”

Cooper had been waiting for this question but didn’t know how he should answer it, not yet anyway. So he figured his best choice would be to lie until he knew more. “I don’t really know Kurt, it’s not really like him.”

“Whatever, I don’t know how much more of this I can do with. I’m going to lie down for a bit, you can see yourself out.” With that he stood from his seat and left the room, leaving Cooper alone before he too decided to leave. He knew in his Gut that Blaine had nothing to do with this. It had his fathers signature all over it, a calling card per say. A warning, not to Kurt, but to Blaine. Of what would happen if he didn’t stay away.

**

Blaine sat in the back seat of the car that was sent for him. He had called his father to let him know that he wasn’t coming back, he wasn’t sure what was true and what was a lie anymore but the one thing he was sure of, he loved Kurt. He didn’t want to go back to the Estate, he wanted to stay where he felt belonged, which as far as he was concerned would be any place Kurt was.

The phone call however didn’t turn out anything like he had planned.

“Blaine, thank god your ok. You’ve had your mother and Mia worried half sick after you ran off last night. Where are you, I’ll send a car to pick you up.” Apparently Mia didn’t tell him that she left him in the middle of nowhere, but he was determined to be the bigger person and not throw stones.

“That won’t be needed, I’ve decided I’m going to stay here….with Kurt.”

“Kurt? Who the hell is Kurt? You mean that fag of a nurse?”

“Ok first off, you will not use that word around me. I may not remember much of my past, but I remember enough!”

Blaine could practically feel the tension flowing out of the phone. He knew with that last statement he’d hit a nerve with his father. He could hear his breathing increase, and could almost feel him clenching his fist.

“What is that suppose to mean Blaine. I’m not sure where your going with this, but you have a wife you need to think about.”

“Yes I have a wife, one that I however do not love, nor do I think I ever did. I’m in love with Kurt, and I’m sorry if that just doesn’t fit in your happy family portrait.”

“ Let me make this easy for you. You will come home, you will continue on with your happy marriage to Mia. You will hold yourself in a respectful view to the public eye, or I swear to you. I will Destroy everything you hold dear, starting with Kurt and those goodie goodie parents of his.”

Blaine could taste the bile rising up in his throat, he had suspected his father was capable of things like this but he never thought he would go as far to hurt someone else. I didn’t mind putting himself on the line but he wasn’t too sure he could do that to The Hummels.

“To give you an example Blaine. Your standing in front of a little diner about a block away from Kurt’s apartment are you not?” Blaine looked around at his surroundings. He needed some air while he debated what to say to his father so he’d gone for a walk, but how the hell did his father know where he was. He tried to look around and pay more attention to the people around him, not really sure of what he was looking for.

“Why don’ you head back to the apartment, and you’ll see how serious I am about everything.” Blaine closed the phone and began to run back in the direction he came from. Surely his father was just throwing him a bluff, he wouldn’t really hurt anyone would he? He bound up the stairs making it to the apartment door in no time, pulling his key out to get in only to realize the door was slightly open. He walked in and was stunned to see the entire place destroyed. There were holes in the wales where someone had kicked, all the frames scattered around the place were broken and all over. The chair he had sat in the night before was slashed to pieces as well as a few cushions from the sofa. As he paced through the house he realized the destruction wasn’t limited to one room, they were all destroyed.

He felt his phone buzz in his pocket with a message. He didn’t even have to see who it was from.

Car will be outside for you in ten- Dad

He knew this was the last thing he wanted to do, but he couldn’t put Kurt in danger. He’d never be able to live with himself if he did so. He grabbed a piece of paper and scribbled out a quick note. It had to be something that would end things with the man he’d come to love. He left it sitting in the room, and exited the apartment. Sure enough the car was parked down stairs waiting just like his father had promised. He turned and glanced back at the apartment, thinking of all the happiness and love he would be leaving that he was so sure would be a permanent part of his life, but things change.

“Goodbye Kurt… I love you!” He climbed in and the car was off down the road.
**