Nov. 24, 2012, 5:05 p.m.
A Second Chance: Chapter 20
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When Kurt and Blaine saw Dr. White again on Wednesday she asked them if they knew any other couples who had been through infidelity and when they said they had she told Blaine to talk to the person who had been cheated on and Kurt to talk to the person who had done the cheating. She said it would help them to understand what the other one was feeling and how they felt at the time of the cheating. So that night Kurt went home to talk to Rachel and Blaine called Finn.
“Hello?” Finn answered his phone, he never checked his caller ID.
“Hey Finn, it’s Blaine.”
“Oh hey dude, what’s up?”
“You know Kurt and I are back together right?”
“Yeah Burt told me…and everyone else, I think my mom managed to talk him out of hiring a skywriter though.”
“Ok. Well we’re in couple’s counselling to try and work past the stuff that happened before.”
“You mean when you cheated?”
“Yeah, anyways our therapist said I should talk to someone who had been cheated on to get a better idea of how Kurt feels.”
“So you thought of me, makes sense I’ve been cheated on more than anyone else.”
“Yeah, so can you tell me how it felt?”
“Which time?”
“When it was Rachel I guess.”
“Ok, so it fucking hurt man. It was like I wasn’t good enough for her. Like maybe she lied all those times she said she loved me, like she was just waiting for someone better to come along. It made me wonder what was wrong with me, why couldn’t see love me, why wasn’t I enough for her.”
“But wasn’t she feeling really insecure at the time? Didn’t she do it to prove to herself she was desirable?”
“Well yeah, but the thing is she knew I wanted her so why didn’t that make her feel desirable? Why wasn’t my opinion good enough? I think she partially did it to hurt me and honestly I think you partially did it to hurt Kurt as well. Rachel was mad because I slept with Santana before we were dating and you were mad because Kurt wasn’t fawning all over you like he did when he was in Lima.”
“I did it because I thought Kurt was moving on without me and I was just trying to do the same.”
“If that was the case then you would’ve broken up with him before ‘moving on’ but you didn’t.”
“I…..I…..I think you’re right. Oh god! I never thought of it like that but you’re right. I’m so fucking horrible!”
“You’re not horrible Blaine, your human. Is this helping you at all? ”
“It’s helping a lot. So you’re telling me that I made Kurt doubt everything from himself to my love for him.”
“Basically.”
“You know Finn you are a lot smarter than people give you credit for.”
“Thanks dude. You can call me if you have any more questions.”
“Thank you Finn.”
“No problem, we’ll be brothers-in-law one day right, so it’s my duty as you future brother-in-law to help you out.”
“In that case if you ever need my help with anything let me know.”
“Will do little bro…littlest bro.”
“Yeah, I’m not cool with you calling me littlest bro.”
“Sorry.”
“Bye Finn.”
“Talk to ya later Blaine.”
Blaine hung up and sat on his bed to let everything Finn had told him fully sink in. He had known he had hurt Kurt but he didn’t know he made Kurt doubt himself. He wanted to talk to Kurt right away but Dr. White had made them agree to wait until Friday when they could talk about it with her in a safe space. Blaine understood her reasoning but he absolutely hated the fact that she had forbade them for seeing or talking to each other until then. Blaine really didn’t know how he was going to be able to sleep that night or the next night without Kurt beside him, they didn’t spend the night apart anymore whether they slept at his apartment or Kurt’s they were always together. Blaine was wondering if he could send Kurt a text when Kurt beat him to it.
I know we aren’t supposed to talk but I couldn’t go to sleep without wishing you a goodnight. So, Goodnight Blaine. xx –Kurt
Goodnight Kurt, I love you. xx – Blaine
Blaine slept on Kurt’s side of the bed that night, his face buried in the pillow that smelled like his boyfriend.