It's all over

Beautiful

Blaine and I drove to his house in separate cars, I drove my navigator and followed behind Blaine. I knew Blaine must of been a little more well off than I was because he was a private school alum and he lives in Westerville but I did not expect he lived in one of the nicest neighbourhoods in Westerville. We pulled up to a three story house that if I didn't know any better I would assume it was a miniature mansion. 

It looked like an all American dream it had a magnolia coloured exterior with a huge driveway and a massive garden well catered to with flowers of all kinds and colours sprinkled in patches around the edges. Blaine lead me up the driveway and up to giant double oak doors; it might of been a bit of a dated look but still classic and grand. This house screamed wealth and a picturesque  family life. I started feeling really uncomfortable and small like my presence in this house would somehow lower the value of it because as flamboyant as I am I'm still a small time boy from Lima who lives in a regular house and has a regular job. Don't get me wrong I am more than happy and comfortable with my life but here in the presence of Blaine's house that ha s grand staircase and complete marble flooring in the hallway with a classic 15th century chandelier. "Blaine your house is beautiful" He looks a little uncomfortable and timid in this house, this is the most out of place I Have ever seen him. "Thanks" he mumbles.

He lead me up to the third floor and into his room before setting his bag down on the bed. His room was immense there was enough room for a queen sized bed, a desk and chair, a built in closet, a flat screen tv and extra space. "Do you want something to eat or drink or something?" Blaine asked. "Can I get some water please" 

"Yea I'll uh be right back." Blaine exclaimed before exiting his room and retreating to get the drinks.

I got my poetry book out and started highlighting key lines in the poem before Blaine returned with two glasses of water and a bag of chips.

A half hour passed with very little conversation before I broke it " Where are your parents?" I asked curious as Blaine has never really mentioned them. He visibly stiffened just for a moment never losing that preppy exterior; which I'm starting to think is all an act a coping mechanism of his own. "Um they're probably at work" he stated robotically. "Where do they work?" I ask trying not to sound like I'm prying. "My dad is a lawyer and my mom's a real estate agent so they're not around much" 

I drop the subject sensing he was uncomfortable but still wanting to know more about this boy. I know in my hear that I haven't even scratched the surface. "How come you left Dalton?" I asked and this time Blaine couldn't hide his emotions. He fully froze and his face paled " I don't really want to talk about it" Blaine spoke harshly and it made me seize up. maybe this friendship was only one sided and he pities me. That's why he visited me and that's why he won't open up to me because this....I meant nothing to him I was just a project to him someone he wanted to fix. 

All these thoughts were swirling around in my head telling me how I wasn't good enough for him, how i was nothing to him and before I realized it I was packing up and running out of his house leaving Blaine screaming my name behind.

I got in my car hearing "Kurt... Kurt please wait I didn't mean to snap at you please wait!" 

with one last look at Blaine behind me and drove straight home. I went right up to my room into my bathroom and started looking for a razor. I realized my dad had thrown all of my razors away so I went down the stairs keys in hand and ready to leave when my dad stopped me "Hey kid where are you going?" he asked "Oh um just to the store to get some snacks for my sleepover with the girls this weekend." I answered coolly trying not to sound suspicious or hurt "Well I was just about to drop Finn off at Rachel's but if you're going out why don't you do it and save me the trouble" He stated I nod in acknowledgement and he calls Finn down to ride with me.

The drive is awkward at first since we haven't really spent any time alone together since the 'incident'  but you know what Finn's like when he's uncomfortable he kinda starts to talk a lot and so he filled the uncomfortableness all the way to Rachels. "Thanks for the ride lil bro" 

"No problem" I drove off consumed entirely with my next task and going over and over it in my head. I had to travel just out of town not wanting to run into anyone I knew from school or someone that knew my dad. I drove for twenty minutes until I reached a mini mart in westerville and entred it picking up snacks a packet of cigarettes and a box of razor blades. I handed the clerk my fake Id and trying to be nonchalant about it. I paid for my items and started walking out when I bumped into someone and dropped everything "Oh my God I'm so sorry... I'm such an idiot i wasn't looking where I was going" I dropped down to my knees and started picking my items up as the person I bumped into knelt down to help when I heard a familiar voice "Kurt" I looked up and froze "Blaine!"