Scars and Stones: Chapter 1 (Klaine)

Chapter 13

Blaine watched Kurt as he left the room, catching Kurt glance at him before he exited. Blaine sat on the floor, with his legs hunched up to his chin, arms wrapped tightly around them. He watched Kurt's friends around him laughing and talking animatedly with each other. Kurt was so lucky to have them. Even though the club definitely had its flaws, they stuck by each other. They stood up for one another and protected each other. The affection he saw on their faces for Kurt when they rose the role of protectors made him so happy for Kurt, but at the same time made him insanely jealous. Sure, now he had brilliant friends, but in his old school days no one had ever stuck up for him. He had always been alone.

Suddenly, he felt a great guilt wash over him. Kurt's friends had to protect himself and Kurt, because of his past. Because he'd been stupid enough to let Nathan follow them back to Kurt's. Because he'd called Nathan in the stupid hope that he was finally sorry. Blaine let his head sink into his knees as he let the consequences of his actions drown him. He could feel everything crashing down, making him feel heavy and lead-limbed. He couldn't breathe. Quinn slid down next to him, concerned.

"Blaine, are you all right? You're quiet, and you're never quiet."

Not looking up, he murmured "I'm fine."

"You have every reason not to be fine." Blaine could feel himself begin to tear up, his chest clutching in on itself.

"It's just - I've pulled Kurt into this situation. I can't believe I did this to him." He looked up at her, with pleading, anxious eyes.

"Blaine, it's not your fault."

"But it is. He - he shouldn't be with someone who puts him in danger." Quinn eyed him up.

"What are you saying? You want to break up with him?" Blaine looked her directly in the eyes, tears falling unashamedly.

"Of course I don't. I love him so much, but if he's in danger because of me - I don't know if I can - I'm sorry Quinn, I have to go." He jumped up quickly, and hurriedly made his way out the room. He pounded down the corridor towards the front door, grabbing his car keys and flinging it open. He could hear Quinn calling after him, but he didn't care. He had to get away from her, from Kurt's friends - from Kurt. He needed Kurt to be safe. As he turned to close the door, Finn and Kurt entered the hallway smiling, obviously from resolving their differences. However, their faces fell when they saw Blaine hurrying out the door.

"Blaine, where are you going?" Kurt asked in alarm. Blaine shook his head sadly, tears blinding his vision.

"I'm so, so sorry Kurt." He left the door open, as he raced to his car, unlocking it as he ran. He could sense motion behind him, knew it was Kurt following him. But he couldn't face him right now, not now that he realised the full scale of danger he had put him through. At least this way he wouldn't have to hurt him.

He yanked the car door open, and slipped into the car as he turned on the ignition. He slammed hard on the accelerator, as he zoomed away from everything he held dear. He could still hear the yells and pleas coming as Kurt ran as fast as he could down the street, attempting to keep up. Feeling his heart break even more, he ignored the image of Kurt racing behind him in his wing mirror and tried to drown out the pleas that tore at his heart. He just had to get away, clear his head. He couldn't do this to Kurt anymore.

…

Kurt kept on running, knowing that it was pointless. Any minute, Blaine's car would turn the corner and he would be out of sight. As soon as he could no longer see the zooming vehicle, he collapsed to his knees, breathing hard as his heart beat erratically in his chest. He could hardly breathe. He'd never run so hard in his whole life. Distantly, he could hear the distressed voices of his friends as they called out to him, but his mind was numbed. Why had Blaine taken off so suddenly with no explanation? Why had he told Kurt he was so sorry?

His friends' voices became louder as they surrounded him, pulling him up to his feet. He could feel the tears behind his eyes, but he was too confused to let them fall. Blaine had looked so distressed and shaken, but he couldn't understand it. He'd only left the room for a couple of minutes, so what had happened in that short amount of time?

"Come on Kurt, lets go back inside." He could hear Finn's soothing tone, as he was ushered back along the road into Mercedes' house. He couldn't speak. Once back in the house, Mercedes and Rachel put their arms around him.

"What happened? I've got to call him! What if he's -"

"There's no point calling now, he won't answer it." Quinn replied, which caused the group to stare at her, confused looks on their faces. Kurt suddenly became livid.

"How would you know? What if he gets into an accident?" Kurt was paralysed by the thought.

"Before he left, he started babbling about how it was all his fault and how much he loved you, but then he said he couldn't do it anymore -"

"Do what!"

"I - I don't know. He was really vague and then took off." Kurt stood up abruptly.

"I need to go and find him. He can't drive in that state!" He strode out into the corridor purposely, a new sense of determination taking him over. Everyone followed him out, preparing to go out. Confused, he asked:

"What are you all doing?"

"We're going to help you. Multiple pairs of eyes are better than one." Kurt could see the sense in this. Maybe this strategy would find Blaine quicker.

"All right, but we need to split up. Finn, can I borrow your car?"

"But Kurt, you're so anxious -"

"I don't give a damn about how I feel, I need to borrow your car to find my boyfriend, who's disappeared to god knows where. He's not thinking straight, and I need to find him now. Please, just give me the freaking keys!" Kurt yelled as his voice broke. Finn could hear the raw desperation in his brother's voice, so didn't argue and quickly handed over his keys.

"Just check everywhere. Call him to see if you can get hold of him, and call me if you find him. See you later." With that, Kurt burst through the door, to go find his missing boyfriend. He jumped into Finn's car and sped in the direction Blaine had taken earlier. Tears that he'd held back began to fall silently down his face, but he ignored them, focusing on his goal. He just hoped he could get to Blaine before something awful happened to him…