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If Only Time Flew Like a Dove: Where The Lines Overlap


M - Words: 914 - Last Updated: Mar 17, 2012
Story: Closed - Chapters: 3/? - Created: Feb 18, 2012 - Updated: Mar 17, 2012
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Author's Notes: Ever wonder why they're in the Dalton Reform Center in the first place?

Blaine

 

                “Blaine, why don’t you tell us about that night? About what happened?” The glassy eyed man asked, as smiled with that slightly unnerving smile etched onto his face. He leaned forward, prompting Blaine to speak.

                The curly haired boy huffed in his chair, meeting the therapist’s gaze with a fierce glare. His eyes flicked over to Kurt, who had this innocent, wide eyed look to him.

                “Quit this bullshit, Sheppard. You and I both know what happened.” Blaine retorted, leaning further back in the plastic seat.

                “Yes, Blaine, but I’m sure not of our other friends do.” Dr. Sheppard said easily, gesturing to the group of ten or so kids sitting in a circle with them. This was around Blaine’s 50th time at Support Group at Dalton Reform, and it felt awful every single time. His shrink, Dr. Sheppard, always ran these things, and was always trying to get him to open up, unfortunately. But hey, Blaine was feeling different since last night with Kurt, and so he shrugged to himself. What the hell?

                “I’ll tell you the same I told the police, and the teachers, and my parents, and everyone else who wanted to know. We were just having fun at a party, okay? And then things…” He swallowed, the memory of it all flooding back. “Got out of hand.”

                “’Got out of hand’ how?” The therapist asked, and Blaine rolled his eyes in response.

                “You know the story, alright? Quit asking for more.” He snapped, and the doctor went silent, sighing to himself before moving on.

                “Kurt, how about you?” Dr. Sheppard questioned, averting his gaze towards the taller, pale boy who was delicately sitting with his legs crossed.

                Blaine felt his heart do a few back flips at even the sight of him. Gosh, he was beautiful.

                “Umm…” Kurt said, obviously hesitant. He caught Blaine’s gaze, and Blaine couldn’t help himself but wink, a smirk flashing across his face. “I know no one would believe me…” He started, closing his eyes in frustration. “But I didn’t do anything.”

                Blaine turned to the doctor, watching his react. Disbelief travelled across his face, and Blaine could understand why. From what he’d heard, Kurt had so much evidence, and so many witnesses against him that it was useless to even have a trial. He’d gone straight here after what he’d done, which was something Blaine never asked about, because he didn’t want to know.

                “Yes Kurt, you tell us that, but you were found at the-”

                “Crime scene with overwhelming evidence, yeah, yeah tell me something I don’t know.” Kurt snapped. This obviously wasn’t the first time he’d heard it. “But I don’t care if I have to stay in here all my life.  I didn’t kill him.”

                The last four words strike Blaine like lightning.

                Kurt killed someone?

                He sort of just gapes at him, not really processing what Kurt just said. Out of all the things, Blaine did not peg Kurt for a murderer. Wait. Maybe he didn’t kill him, whoever he was. No, of course not. Kurt is too graceful, too kind, and too modest to do anything like that. Besides, Blaine believed Kurt. If there was anything Blaine was certain, Kurt wasn’t a liar.

                “Rachel. I believe it’s your turn.” Dr. Sheppard said, grinning. Blaine must have zoned out, because they’ve already made their way to the other side of the room, to where a short, pretty brunette is sitting.

                “Well, I guess I’ll be honest. I broke into a few… Broadway productions to meet my idols, but I mean, come on. Idina Menzel? I would do it all over again to meet her.  She’s gorgeous. I had such a huge crush on her for the longest time. And not just because of her overwhelming talent, and her looks. She had such a nice personality. I mean, they told her she could sign a restraining order, and if she did then it wouldn’t be too bad because then I’d have gotten her autograph, technically, but no, she was so nice. She totally just let me go. If only she were as nice as Bernadette Peters. She was the one that got me busted. But she’s still amazing.”

                The girl said this within one breath, her wide smile plastered onto her face for the entire time. A beautiful blonde girl was next to her, looking at her every once in a while, with this totally smitten look on her face. Blaine just stared at this “Rachel” girl in awe. Didn’t she ever breathe?

                Dr. Sheppard spared a slight laugh, and then nodded. “Thank you for sharing that with us, Rachel.” He glanced at the clock on the opposite wall. “Oh, look. Time’s up. Thank you everyone for coming, and we’ll see you next week.”

                Blaine let out a loud, obnoxious sigh of relief, hoping the doctor heard it as he made his way over to Kurt. As Kurt stood up, Blaine got a good look at Kurt’s skin tight jeans he was wearing. Jesus, his ass looked good today.

                “Checking me out?” Kurt asked, smiling. Blaine laughed, taking Kurt’s smooth hand in his. He tilted his head up into a kiss, meeting Kurt’s lips halfway, ignoring the stares of his prison mates.

                “Always.” Blaine responded  cheerily, as they walked back, hand in hand, to lunch.

End Notes: Hope you enjoyed! I'll update soon. :)

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