“Why didn’t you fucking tell me Blaine?” Blaine’s mom screamed.

“I did… I said ‘Mom, I declined my place at Harvard, I’m going to study music at NYU to be with Kurt’ ” Blaine snapped tears streaming down his face.

Blaine hated arguing with his mom, he always tried to make sure everyone was happy before thinking about his own happiness. His parents spilt up when he was three years old, and they both remarried. Blaine had live at both houses for the past 14 year, spending half the week with his mom, step-dad and Bethany, and the other half with his dad, step-mom, Cooper, and Rebecca. He loved seeing both his families, but it occasionally made him feel like he was being torn, he knew both his dad and his mom wanted to spend time with him because they both loved him so much. But neither of them could see things from his point of view, a gay teenager, with a split family, a person who worked as hard, if not harder, as everyone else and doing worse in classes, it sucked it made him feel like he’s not good enough. He couldn’t remember ever having a conversation with his mom about his education without him leaving it feeling worse about himself.

“I think I’d remember if you said something like that Blaine! don’t you?”

“Well, I distinctly remember telling you mom!”

“Well i don’t, you always do this you always make desisions with you dad and never tell me anything”

“Thats not true”

“Well thats what it feels like” she screamed “You always do things with him!”

“no i don’t” Blaine sobbed.

“Yes you do! I havent been able to do that and now that i can you dont want to!”

“I understand and i dont mind, I’m sorry, but when you ask me to do things its stuff that Bethany would be more interested in”

“But what about our holiday… you said thats because you needed to work on your exams… they are not that important if your only doing music…”

“I need to get those grades, music at NYU is very competive!”

His mom stormed off. He really did hate making his mom upset, it broke his heart. what broke his heart even was if she ever found out what was going on inside his head, how many times after discussing his education.. or just having a conversation- they quiet often escalated in to a full scale arguements- he’d contemplated suicide, telling himself everone would be better off without him, he could never find the strenght and the thought of his siblings, his online friends and kurt stopped him. He didnt really feel like he belonged at either house, he didnt feel right disturbing the family dynamics they’d set up. How they all had these little inside jokes with each other. He envied his friends the ones with nuclear families, but he wouldn’t change his family for the world, despite the problems it caused he did like some aspects of having two families, two bedrooms, two lots of presents at Christmas and on birthdays, to families that loved him. He’d never want to live with just one either, but moving between the two was getting annoying he felt like he was being split in two. He’d been too scared to stand up to his mom, to stop doing what she wanted all the time.

He left his house snatching his keys and drove absent mindedly to kurts house, he knocked on the door.

Kurt opened the door, to see his boyfriend, he took in his tear stained cheeks matted eyelashes and wonded what had happened.

“I need a hug” said Blaine, Kurt envoloped him in a warm hug,

“Come inside, we’ll talk okay” Said kurt pressing a kiss to Blaine’s temple.

Blaine nodded and allowed himself to be directed into Kurts house