Songs of the chapter: Fix You Glee cast version. Then Hero by Regina Spektor.
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Kurt:
"Has anyone ever literally died on stage?" I tried to breathe deeply to calm myself down.
"Are you nervous?" Blaine chuckled.
"Please don't judge me. This is the first time I've had a solo in front of a competition audience," I looked down. "I have this nightmare that I'm going to forget the lyrics or I'm going to sing and nothing is going to come out."
I looked up at Blaine. He was looking at me with that look that never failed to make me blush.
"Okay, you can judge me."
"I think it's adorable. I think you're adorable," I loved that he called me adorable, "and the only people that are going to be dying tonight are the people in that audience, because you and I are going to kill this thing." Blaine took my hand, "Come on, let's go."
A voice boomed out over the audience, "And now, from Westerville, Ohio, the Dalton Academy Warblers!"
The music started and stood I had to sing. I opened my mouth and found myself singing the lyrics to the song. It was amazing.
When Blaine joined me I kept looking at him to keep myself from falling. the room went silent as we finished the song.
I felt terrified. No one was clapping. Suddenly, the room erupted. The spotlight focused on Blaine but he came over to me and put me in it. I smiled and waved out to the crowd before getting into my position for 'Raise your glass'.
We finished and joined the crowd. The New Directions were up next. I gave Rachel a thumbs up as she stood on the stage alone. The music started and I struggled to get the name of the song.
Then, suddenly, it hit me. I leaned over to Blaine and whispered to him.
"Oh my god. They're doing original songs."
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We stood on stage as a lady came out on stage drunk. She immediately announced the winners.
The New Directions had won.
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"Farewell, sweet prince."
We stood in front of Poverotii's little grave. The tree that it was under swayed in the breeze.
"I'm so sorry, Kurt. I know this is really upsetting for you." Blaine said. Then he added, "It reminds you of your mom's funeral, doesn't it?"
I sighed, "The casket was bigger, but yes. It's not just that, though. Honestly, I'm upset that we lost at Regionals." I let my head fall and my heart sink.
"Well, the competition season's over, but we'll still get to perform," Blaine assured. "We do nursing home shows all the time. And do you know how many Gaps there are in Ohio? Tons."
I smiled a bit, "Yeah, I just really...really wanted to win," I sighed yet again.
"You did win. So did I. We got each other out of all this. That beats a lousy trophy, don't you think?"
I nodded my head and looked up at him. Blaine had eyes of wonder and amazement. When I looked into them everything seemed to fall into place.
I took hold of his hand as we walked away to his truck.
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After a month and a half of going out with Blaine, I noticed that I had yet to meet his parents. I've only ever seen his dad once and uttered a few words to him.
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