‘Come in Rachel.’ I yelled at the door. Rachel showed her face in the door-opening. ‘How are you today?’ She asked carefully. ‘Well, what do you ex…’ Before  I could finish my sentence I felt really nausea and I ran to the bathroom. I threw my breakfast up. Iewl, this is sooo gross. Rachel knocked, no slammed, at the door. ‘KURT ARE YOU OKAY HONEY? ARE YOU PUKING?’ ‘Y-ye…es.’ I answered when I sounded like an unfashionable old man. I don’t know what I hated more, sounding unfashionable or sounding like an old man. ‘Honey, I am going out with Brody. Do you think you’re going to be allright? I can cancel it if…’ ‘No I am going to be allright boo. Have fun.’ I said. Okay, I was lying, but if I told her that she would cancel the date. And that would mean that she would go on and on about how it could have been for weeks. I can’t do that to her, or to myself. ‘Allright, bye hon ! Feel better soon !’ Yelled she before she walked out our apartment. After a few minuted I cleaned myself up and I walked out of the bathroom. I didn’t feel nausea anymore, probably ate something wrong, I thought.

A couple of hourse later.

After a short nap, I felt better. I was making a cup of thea when I heard my ringtone. Probably Rachel who wants to check if I am okay. It’s that, or he dumped her. I walked to my phone. ‘Hello.’ ‘Kurt? Hi!

It’s Blaine here, I am glad you don’t ignore my calls anymore. I thought maybe we could talk about…’ Before I even let him finish his sentence I cutted it of. That was certainly not Rachel Berry.

How dared he! Cheating on me, and then stalking me with his calls. It made me feel even worse. I laid on my bed and cried till Rachel came home.

BLAINE’S POV

‘Hello.’ My heart flattered when I heard his voice. ‘Kurt? Hi! It’s Blaine here, I am glad you don’t ignore my calls anymore. I thought maybe we could talk about…’ Before I could finish my sentence I heard the beep-toon. Beep  beep beep. Ow, well… Maybe there were technical problems? Beep beep beep. Or his phone fell?... Beep beep beep. Ow shut it Blaine Devon Anderson! Said I to myself when  I threw the phone on my bed. He cut it off. He probably hates you, and how could he not? You cheated on him, you cheated on the person you love the most in the whole world ! I am worthless.

I started sobbing. You are nothing cry cry cry Kurt doesn’t love you anymore cry cry cry. My father ran into my room.  ‘Blaine what in god’s sake are you doing?’ I looked at my father, when he saw my tears he grabbed my arm. ‘Auw!’ I cried. ‘Are you crying, stupid boy ! Did that dumb fag dump you?’ I felt anger, real anger. My father could talk to me like that, but he couldn’t say things like that over Kurt. I pushed him away. ‘HOW DARE YOU CALL KURT THAT, YOU STUPID DUMBASS. YOU CAN YELL AT ME, YOU CAN CALL ME THOSE NAMED. BUT NOT KURT, YOU HEAR ME?’ I yelled in his face. He took a few steps away from me, but then he hit me, hard. ‘Aaarrgggh!’ Screamed I when I fell on the floor and everything went black.

KURT’S POV

After Rachel found me sobbing in my bed, she hold me for like an hour. But then Brody texted her, and she totally forgot about me. I sighed, what now? I couldn’t just forgive Blaine for what he did to me, it wouldn’t be fair to myself. Maybe the universe was trying to tell me that me and Blaine don’t belong together. If he cheated on my once, why shouldn’t he twice. I sighed again, I know I was telling myself crap. The stuff that every broken-hearted teenager tells herself. Blaine and I belong together, I know it. But I can’t forgive me, it just hurts too much. I had to have some distraction. I don’t mean dating, but I could focus more on my work at Vogue.com and try for the next semester of NYADA. I should focus on my dreams.  I grabbed my phone and texted Isabelle.

Hi Isabelle, I thought, maybe I could work today? So I can work some more on my blog, or maybe I could help you with anything? –Kurt

Alright, I already finished my blog, but maybe I could help Isabelle with anything. I really needed some distraction, I couldn’t cry in my bed and thinking of my ex-boyfriend all the time, right?