Kurt POV

"Blaine never let me go please." I begged out in the rain on a dark street with few lights.

"You know what your choice was Kurt. You chose it for a reason. I don't love you anymore." He said voice cold as ice.

"I can change Blaine I can! It can go back to the way it was!" I sobbed out trying to reach him.

"Your disgusting. If I see you again I hope it's in hell." He said walking away.

I tried reaching out but I was stuck.

"Blaine!"

"Blaine please!"

"Blaine!"

"I still love you I always have!"

"Blaine!"

"I will always love you!" I sobbed out in the cold dark rainy night. Though he just kept walking.

I woke up shooting straight up. Sweat was seeping through my throat.

It was a nightmare a terrible nightmare.

But what does it mean?

Blaine it's always Blaine.

Why is it so hard to get over him.

I turned on the lights and just sat for a moment processing everything.

I went to the bathroom and took a couple of the painkillers I had. I took the emergency beer I had in the bathroom and drank that. I sank back to bed crying myself to sleep.

I woke up the next morning feeling gross. Inside and out. The dream lingered in my mind.

I took a shower in hope to get the smell of alcohol and clearing my mind.

I dressed in a grey baggy long sleeved shirt and normal jeans that were ripped. I brushed my hair off to the side not bothering to style it.

I walked downstairs where everyone was eating breakfast.

"Hey kiddo sleep well?" My dad said.

"Not really. I had another nightmare." I said.

Did I forget to mention that wasn't my first?

"Was it better than the last?" He asked.

I shook my head. And looked in the fridge. Everything didn't seem right because of that stupid dream.

"You should eat something Kurt." My dad said.

I shook my head again rubbing my shoulder. Coffee didn't even sound good to me and I never turn down coffee.

"I signed you up for a therapist Kurt. I think it would be good with what all you've got on." He said.

I looked at him wide eyed. "I'm not going to a fucking therapist. Talking won't help. It just makes things worst. you should know." I walked out and back to my room.

"Kurt!" He tried calling after me.

I walked up the stairs past Finn not even bothering to say hi. I went to my room and locked the door. I grabbed my phone and called Quinn.

Ring... ring... ring...

"Kurt?" Her phone said on the other line.

"Help..." I said.

"Wanna get away for bit huh?" She said.

"Please..." I said.

"I'll come over in a couple minutes ok?" She said.

"Thanks.." I said ending the call.

I backed a bag with a couple things and went downstairs.

"Me and Quinn are going out to eat. I'll be back later." I said.

"Text me ok." My Dad said.

"Yeah bye." I said walking out where Quinn's car pulled up.

Finn POV

Kurt just left with Quinn. It's a perfect time to talk to Burt about Kurt.

"Burt can I talk to you... About Kurt?" I said.

"I guess what about?" He said.

"What's Kurt... What's going on. He hasn't been the same since I got back. I'm his brother I want to try to help him." I said.

"Finn... Kurt... He needs some time to get himself back together.." He said playing with his coffee mug.

"Burt he tried to kill himself ok I found his fucking body. Please Burt." I said.

"I'm not the one to tell. Kurt should alright. It's his deal. When he's ready he'll tell you ok?" He said.

I let out a long sigh and nodded disappointed.

"I'm sorry Finn I wish I could tell you. It's just not my place." He said.

"Yeah I get it." I said getting up. "I've gotta call back Rachel."

I went to my room and flopped back on the bed putting my phone to my ear.

"Hey how's everything." Rachel said.

"Burt won't tell me. He said Kurt's should be the one to tell me." I said.

"Tell you what?" She asked.

"Exactly what I'm trying to find out." I said.

She sighed deeply into the phone. "We'll find out Finn I promise."

"I know..."  I said.

"Wanna come over? Turn your Brain off for a couple hours watch a movie. My dads are out for the day." She said.

"Yeah sure. Anything but Moulin Rouge or..."

"Anything that will remind you of Kurt. I know that." She said.

"I'll come over now."  I said ending the call.

I got my stuff and went downstairs.
"I'm going to Rachel's I'll be home later." I called out walking out the door.

Kurt POV

"Thanks again. I had another nightmare I can't shake this one that easily though." I said looking out at the clear lake.

Quinn drove us far far far away from town. Is a grassy Field with a huge lake.

"What was this one about?" She said taking a beer out of the six pack.

"He hated me. Said he didn't love me. I wanted him so bad. He walked away and I couldn't get him. It was really blurry it was raining night time. For some reason this one is sticking." I said furrowing my eyebrows.

"Did it feel real..." She asked taking a sip.

"Too real..." I said.

"Do you think it was one of those dreams where you see in the future?" She asked.

"I hope not. Last time I had one of those my mom died." I said reaching for a beer.

Quinn saw and slapped my hand away.

"What did I say. No beer you know what you've got." She said.

"I rather have it dead." I said emotionless.

"No you don't... Have you talked to Blaine?" She asked.

"No. I don't plan on it either." I said.

"He needs to know." She said.

"No. No he doesn't. I'm good at lying I can keep it up." I said.

"It's going to kill you." She said.

"What do you think I've been trying to do?" I said sarcastically.

"I love you Kurt. I just can't stand to see you go through this anymore than you already have to.  I think talking to Blaine help you. At rush. Just build up some courage." She said.

"Courage... That's something I haven't heard in a while...."

A/N
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