Kurt.

Kurt scoffed down the hallway, eyes low and back hunched, looking up only for a second to open the door to his English class. Kurt took a deep breath, earlier this year, he would have been nothing but thrilled to get to English. The class he shared with Mercedes and Tina, his former best friends, but after the huge falling out they had, Kurt began to dread the class. He signed and pushed to door open, quickly avoiding the eyes of the two girls and claimed his seat in the back row. He pulled out his notebook and started doodling. The teacher began speaking and Kurt tuned him out. He'd been having difficulty paying attention in all of his classes lately, his mind always somewhere else. He looked up and saw Tina and Mercedes a few rows away, Tina laughing hysterically at something Mercedes had just whispered to her. Kurt's heart ached, he missed them so much. He heard Sebastian's voice in the back of his head.

I'm sick of this bullshit Kurt. I'm fucking sick of it. You missed the biggest game of the season just so you can go sing with those losers at some dumb competition. I deserve better than that. I deserve a boyfriend who cares enough to come and support me. I deserve so much fucking better than you Kurt, maybe it's time I act on that.

No! Bas! Please! I'm sorry! I'll do anything! Anything! I know you deserve better than me! So much better than me! But please! Please don't leave me! I'll do better I promise! I'll do anything! Just please..

If you really love me you'll quick that loser ass club. You'll stop hanging out with those loser ass kids. All they do is take you away from me when I need you.

Sebastian I-I can't, I can't leave them, we just made it to Sectionals! They need me! I cant just leave them now!

I NEED YOU KURT. I NEED YOU AT MY GAMES. I NEED YOU THERE AFTER. I NEED YOU. HOW FUCKING SELFISH CAN YOU BE! YOU KNOW HOW MUCH FOOTBALL MEANS TO ME. YOU KNOW THAT I PLAY BETTER WHEN YOUR THERE. AND YET YOU CHOOSE TO GO OFF AND PLAY AROUND WITH A BUNCH OF ANNOYING ASS NOBODYS. WHEN YOU KNOW THAT I FUCKING NEED YOU. SHOWS HOW MUCH YOU CARE! SHOWS HOW MUCH YOU LOVE ME! IM DONE WITH IT. ME OR THEM KURT. ME. OR. THEM.

You. He heard himself whimper, you. I'll quit Sebastian, I'll quit tomorrow. Just please, please stop yelling, im sorry, im so sorry, for everything.. just please forgive me.

You can't ever talk to them again.

Wh-what? He replied, startled.

I said, you can't ever talk to them again. It's part of the deal. You want to be with me? You want me to stop being mad? You quit that faggot ass club, and you stop hanging out with those faggot ass kids.

B-but why?

WHY?! Because they're LOSERS Kurt. LOSERS. Do you have any idea how much shit I get from the guys because of them?! Because MY BOYFRIEND hangs out with them?! They are ruining my reputation, and I'm sick of it. Then he got quiet, wrapping his arm around Kurt, look baby, you don't need them, you have me, I'm all you really need right?

Ye-eah.. yeah, you're right Bas, you're right..

Course I'm right, Sebastian said smiling. now, you go take care of that, and I'm going to go to practice, I'll call you afterwards okay?

Yeah, okay.

I love you.

Kurt looked up, tears in his eyes, I love you too Bas.

Sebastian smirked, giving Kurt a quick kiss, and disappeared down the hallway. Kurt stood there for awhile, then shook his head, I have to do this. I have to do whatever it takes to stay with Sebastian. Whatever it takes. He dried his eyes, and walked confidently to Mr. Shues room,

that was the last day he ever talked to Mercedes and Tina.

DING DING DINGGGGG

The sound of the bell ringing snapped Kurt out of the flashback, realizing he was still in English, he grabbed his bag, stuffing the notebook in quickly, not even bothering to zip it up. He was running late, and if he didn't get to his locker within the next 30 seconds, he'd know he'd miss Sebastian. Kurt's heart started beating frantically at that thought, and he took off into a sprint.