Monday, November 26, 2012

Klaine fanfic CHAP 5

I walked through New York. I figured that Kurt would be at work and Rachel would be at NYADA. It was softly snowing and I admit I was cold. It was quite stupid of me to only bring one jacket. I had run out of contacts and had to put on my glasses. Worst of all my duffel bag was stolen. Now I only had $300 dollars and the clothes on my back...and an IPhone. I decided to stop at a McDonalds to eat. I bought from the dollar menu. I was pretty pissed that $2000 dollars had been stolen from me.

"YEAH-EAH-EAH LIAM'S GOT A PHONE CALL! WHO COULD IT BE? WHICH ONE OF MY BUDS IS CALLING FOR ME--".It was my phone ringtone.

"Hello?"

"Blaine, it's Finn. Where are you? No one in the Glee Club has seen you today. We are all really worried. Tina drove to your house but you weren't there and nor we're your parents!"

"Finn. I've run away from home."

"WHAT? Where are you?"

"New York."

"Blaine. Is this because of Kurt?"

"Um, Finn, can you put Brittany on the phone?"

"Blaine. Why?

"Please."

"Alright."

After a few moments cheerful Brittany S. Pierce answered the phone.

"Hey Blaine Warbler."

"Brittany. You know how you felt wen Santana left you."

"Yeah. It hurt." she replied. Her voice grew less cheerful.

"Well its how I feel. I'm lost without Kurt."

"Is that why you ran away?"

"Im in New York. I want him back."

"Why are you telling me this?"

"Because your the only one who knows how this feels. Can you put Finn back on?"

"Yeah. Sure."

"Finn. I'm in New York. You cant tell Kurt. I'm not here for him. I'm here for me. I'm looking at NYADA."

Of course I had been lying but sometimes you gotta.

"Fine, I won't. But Blaine, stay safe. If you need anything please call. And if you run into Rachel please tell her I say hi."

"Will do. I don't know when I'll be back but I'll keep you and the Glee Club posted. I'll be back before Regionals."

I hung up the phone. I checked my phone time. 7:39.

I was walking down an alley when I saw some guys. They were buff and probably in their early thirties. I knew these guys were trouble.

Before I knew what was happening they stole my jacket, my phone, my shoes, and my wallet. They punched me a few time and I'm pretty sure I have a black eye. They took a switchblade and cut my cheek and shred through my shirt.

Now I had no money and I was cold. It was growing dark and the temperature was plummeting. I realized i was not far from Kurt's place and I suppose I was just gonna have to go there.

I approached the door and knocked lightly. Rachel opened the door.

"Blaine?"

"Hi Rachel."

"Omigod what happened to you? Come in!"

"Kurt's not here. And I'm kinda happy about that. But Blaine! Let me get you some ice."

She got me a bag of ice.

"Alright. Talk. What happened?"

"I ran away. I walked, took a train, took a bus, a ride from a stranger, and a cab to get here. I ran into a gang and My duffel bag was stolen along with my phone, money, jacket, and shoes.

"Omigod. Blaine. You went through all of that?"

"yeah."

Suddenly Kurt walked in the door.









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