Scars and Stones: Chapter 1 (Klaine)

Chapter 15

Quinn beeped her horn in frustration as the other drivers around her travelled frustratingly slowly. The whole glee club had split up to search around the town for Blaine, after hearing the desperation in Kurt's voice. Quinn had stormed out plenty of times on respective boyfriends, so was used to the drama of it all. However, for Kurt and Blaine it was different. For them, the other had never walked out on the other, and Blaine had run away in fearful love, not anger.

She decided to head to the mall, seeing as no one had decided to look there yet. Tina and Mike had headed over to the park, while Rachel and Finn had decided to check out the Hummel - Hudson residence. God knows where Kurt had gone, but he seemed to know all the places where Blaine may have decided to go. She felt guilty; she had been the last one to talk to Blaine and feared she may have scared him off. If she could just find him, maybe she could fix things.

Eventually, the line of traffic moved and she reached the mall. She parked her car in the bay and got out. Would he be in the Lima Bean? She made her way to the entrance, ignoring the looks the local thugs were giving her as she approached.

"Oh yeah, I'd tap that." She heard one of the vulgar guys comment. She rolled her eyes as she walked into the centre, pointedly not looking in their direction. She ignored the prickling, nervous sensation crawling up her neck.

…

Quinn had checked every single store and found no trace of Blaine. She sighed sadly. She'd been so sure she would find him here, but she was wrong. She decided she'd try somewhere else. She took the back exit of the mall, not wanting to walk past the gang again. Normally, guys leering made her uneasy, but these guys were just plain creepy. She shuddered internally as she left the mall and made her way back to the car. Absentmindedly, she glanced over at the park adjacent to the mall.

It was virtually empty, unusual for the height of summer, except for a lone figure. He sat on the swing, not moving, just looking down at the ground. His hands were clamped to the chains that hung down beside him. The dark curls fell around his head as the tears silently fell from his face. Quinn made her way cautiously over to Blaine, not wanting to scare him. She made her footsteps pronounced so he knew she was there. Seeing as he didn't run away, she took the swing beside him and sat down quietly.

"Hi Blaine." He ignored her. Closer up, Quinn could see he was visibly shaking, and the tear trails from previous outbreaks of sadness still showed on his face. She was afraid of touching him. When she realised he wasn't going to reply, she tried again.

"I'm sorry if I said something, I didn't mean to make you jumpy -"

"It's not your fault Quinn." Blaine cut her off, but still didn't look at her. Quinn laughed sadly.

"You'd be surprised how many people disagree with you on that one." Blaine finally looked up at her, to reveal a face that almost broke Quinn's heart.

"That's not true."

Quinn scoffed.

"Whatever."

"No really, it wasn't you. It was…" He didn't finish.

"What?"

"Doesn't matter." There was a beat of silence.

"Why are you here, Quinn?"

"On Kurt's orders." Blaine scrunched up his face, as if in pain at the mention of Kurt's name.

"Please don't make me go back. I-I can't face him right now."

"But why? What could he have possibly done?"

"It wasn't him, it's what I'm doing to him."