Kilor POV

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I've spent all my time hiding, keeping everything inside and now it's out- out there in the open and who did I blow up on? My brother and my best friend.... This is just all kinds of fantastic... I guess i'll just continue to sit here until they come back, hopefully they do... I can't be withouth them.

Then with that I close my eyes.

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I open them again and then it's dark, the only light is coming from the window and even then it's hollow. I look around to see that nobody is there, I figure maybe if I close my eyes i'll see them again.

My head snaps up when I hear the door open, I force myself to look away because I got the feeling I wouldn't like what I saw.

"Ki..."

I heard him whisper, his voice was broken.

I stood up and scurried out of the darkness, the light burning my skin.

"Kurwhahappen"

Oh, wow.... I'm still half zombified, I don't get it- I wasn't even asleep. I clear my throat and try again.

"Kurt, what happened?"

His eyes were red from the tears, then as I looked away I saw Blaine trail in behind him, pulling Kurt into a hug and then he seemed okay again.

I turned away, I wasn't needed anymore.

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Kurt POV

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After Kilor explained everything to Blaine, he became distant. Not mean- just.... awkward in the least. I tried to explain things to him but he wouldn't have it. I don't see how he could be jealous of the boy, sure... he was 2 years younger than Blaine and I but still, he assumed the worst in everything.

Kurt, he's not even alive... I know you care for him- but... it's useless, don't you think?

I know he didn't mean anything by it, and I shouldn't have gotten mad but I did, and after watching him charge out I knew I couldn't change that. I suppose it was a good thing I followed him, sure, he refused to listen but he came around, he came back, and he's here now.

Before you think anything, it isn't what you think- pretend that makes sense for a moment because it will. He was scared, he was scared like Kilor and he was scared like me. I could hardly blame him, one touch of a hand and he felt what Kilor felt, he knew his pain and to have to mask his own as well- it ruined him. There are alot of things you don't know about my boyfriend, and it's not quite my place to tell anyone, but he's here now and he loves me. Everything is good.

Until I look up.

"Ki?"

Blaine pulls away from me and I grab his hand.

"Blaine, please don't... Just..."

"Kilor!"

He was gone.

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Blaine POV

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I don't know what to think of this, I saw him- I felt him and I know he's there. I don't want to know that though. I don't want it. I have memories of my own, I can't, simply can't have his as well.

Although that may make me sound selfish, it's a sad story, really. A life of pain and seeking help when you could never find it because nobody noticed, and the ones that did never cared.

Seeing Kurt like this was hard, he was upset and I knew that- I could be a hypocrite and pretend not to see it, but I won't because he's my Kurt and he's always been there for me.

I look up just in time to see the tears in his eyes, the room was hot now.

"Kurt, he's... he's gotta be here, somwhere."

I tried my best to reasure him, except I have no idea what to say.  He burries his face into my neck and breaks apart, piece by piece. I simply hold him in silence, trying my best to get the message across without speaking.

I see an odd light in the corner, the hairs on my arms standing up. I glance up for a split second. Then there he is, standing back in the light of the window, a blank expression on his face.

He looks over to Kurt. Then back to me, somehow managing to get his point across. He smiles small and then I know. He simply nods and then walks away.

I don't know what to do now, but I know he'll be back. He won't leave without saying goodbye to Kurt, because he can't.

He promised him.