Blaine was shocked when a pair of lips attached to his own, he was angry and upset but he didn’t kiss back. He pushed Oliver off and slapped him really hard.
“What the hell is wrong with you!?” Blaine shouted at him, wiping his lips. He was upset because he wanted the last kiss he had from someone to be from Kurt, now that was gone.
“The signals, I must have misread them. You were sending me signals like you wanted that, unless you do but you feel guilty about Kurt.” Oliver smirked.
“No there were no signals! There will never be signals because I hate you! I love Kurt and we were going to get married, yeah that’s right we were engaged before he disappeared. Although the reason he disappeared was my fault.” Blaine regretted saying the last part.
“What do you mean?”
“I accused him of cheating on me so I broke up with him; i gave him my engagement ring back.”
“Did he cheat?”
“No! I was so insecure about myself that I thought he would. He didn’t and i kicked him out, he... he’s gone because of me! They’ve said that he was murdered and that’s because I told him to go! I’ve lost my Kurt, my baby and it’s all my fault. I want him back so much; he is the love of my life.” Blaine began crying again. He started feeling like a girl for crying so much.
“Blaine, if he’s murdered like the police say he is then he’s gone. You have to move on at some point, so why not with me? I love you and i know you hate me but once you get to know me properly, you won’t.” There was a cough at the door and the boys saw Burt standing there with his arms folded and looking angry.
“Get out.” Burt said to Oliver, grabbing him by the scruff of the neck and leading him to the door. “I never want to see you at the house again.” Burt threw Oliver out and slammed the door, then turned to Blaine who was still crying.
“I hate him Burt, I hate Oliver so whatever you heard or saw it was completely him.”
“Saw? What do you mean?”
“He kissed me. I didn’t kiss him back; i pushed him away and slapped him. I hate him for what he did to me and Kurt, i hate him so much.”

Sebastian was released from juvenile prison a week ago, he hadn’t returned to Dalton yet but he planned to. His father was going to blackmail the principal into letting him return there, his father was good at that. Sebastian thought it was time to pay Blaine a visit; he needed to see him and have him. Prison didn’t tame him; it made him more desperate for the boy than what he was before. Kurt was missing so maybe he was in with a chance now. He’d heard that Kurt and Blaine broke up so it was perfect timing. He didn’t know where to find Blaine though and he didn’t know about Blaine’s accident. This wasn’t the same day that Oliver visited Blaine, it was a few days later and Sebastian had no idea who could tell him where to find Blaine. The Warblers maybe but a lot of them were mad at him for what he did to Kurt, but in all fairness that prissy bitch was better now, well not exactly since he was missing. Sebastian was just getting happier.

It was getting to almost a week and a half since Kurt disappeared and the only thing the police had to say was that the blood was Kurt’s. Blaine wasn’t sleeping because whenever he shut his eyes he saw that body in the morgue but it wasn’t that body, he saw it being Kurt. Blaine tried to sleep again but the nightmare kept replaying.
The doctor pulled back the sheet, but there wasn’t the boy that Blaine had seen before. There on the slab was Kurt, but his eyes were open and staring at the ceiling. His body was cut up, his throat was slit and his body was bruised all over. It was horrible. But then the body moved and Kurt sat up, turning his head to look at Blaine. He spoke and his voice was croaky and sounded like he had been choked.
“This is all your fault. You broke my heart and threw me away, you are the reason i’m dead. I was murdered because of you! I hate you!” Kurt screamed at him.
Blaine woke up sweating and panicking, he hated them nightmares. He was scared of being called to the morgue and seeing Kurt on a slab one day soon, if the police ever find him. When he was at Kurt’s house last he took some of Kurt’s clothes so he could remember his smell, keep him close. He knew that eventually the police would give up their search for Kurt and announce that Kurt was definitely dead. Blaine stayed up for the rest of the night, he refused to sleep and have that dream again. In the morning, he decided to go back to the Hummel house to see if there was any news on Kurt. He was in the car with his mother when he passed someone he thought he knew, he asked his mother to stop the car and he got out, using his crutches as support. He looked at the guy some more before he turned round.
“Sebastian?” Blaine gasped.
“Hey Blaine,” Sebastian smiled, walking over to him. “I got released almost two weeks ago now. I missed you while I was inside. What happened to you?”
“Car accident a couple of months ago, I’m recovering now but I was in a wheelchair.” Blaine told him. “Kurt was in the accident too.”
“Oh how is the lovely Kurt?” Sebastian’s voice was dripping with hatred.
“He’s missing. He has been for a week and a half now, the police think he was murdered because they found his car with his blood on. I refused to believe that he’s dead, i don’t believe it for a minute.”
“He might actually be dead Blaine, there are some very sick and twisted people in this world who will do anything they can for revenge.” Sebastian said darkly.