Chapter One

Kurt watched in shock and sadness as Rachel walked out of the loft after her argument with Santana. Though it seemed like they had been living together well over a year, he couldn't believe that she was walking out of the loft that they had shared for just eight months.

"I can't believe she left," Kurt said, as he watched the door wishing that Rachel would have a change of heart and come right back.

"Good riddance," Santana snapped. "It looks like it's just you and me, Lady Hummel. It's going to be nice to finally have some space of my own instead of sleeping on that lumpy old futon in the living room. I hope she left some clean sheets." She started to walk towards Rachel's section of the loft.

"Hey, Santana, don't be so quick to take over her space. She's going to come back. I know she will. This is something you and Rachel are going to have to work out. You're going to be working together. You can't be at each other's throats."

Santana laughed and said, "That sneaky little bitch is probably already on the phone with Rupert trying to get me fired. This isn't going to blow over, Kurt. Just when I thought we were all becoming friends, she has to act all crazy diva again."

"You're both being unreasonable, Santana. You should have told her you were auditioning to be her understudy. You can stay in Rachel's room tonight, but really, Santana, you and Rachel are going to have to sit down and work this out."

"There is nothing to work out, Kurt. I have done nothing wrong, Prancy. You and I are the only roomies now. I'm going to go start scrubbing the Rachel stench out of my new room." She stormed out of her room.

Kurt rolled his eyes, and sighed, "Girls."

Kurt fixed himself a cup of warm milk, and went into his room. It was almost time for his regular Skype date with Blaine, and there was so much he had to tell Blaine. As he placed his cup down on the nightstand, he couldn't believe what an eventful two days it had been. He was thrilled that he had a mature conversation with Elliot and realized that Elliot wasn't a threat to take over Pamela Lansbury. He was so excited that he and Elliot were bonding as friends over their shared love for performing, and he was excited to finally have another guy who he could hang out with. Kurt couldn't wait to tell Blaine that he was right—Kurt had been overreacting about Elliot's intentions with the band.

Kurt also wanted to talk to Blaine about the whole Rachel/Santana situation. They had been getting along so well since Kurt and Rachel invited Santana to officially move into the loft. Though it had been less than two months since Santana officially moved it, it seemed like they had been living together happily as friends for a year. He was hoping Rachel and Santana would both realize that they both were a little wrong in their argument, and make up.

When he connected with Blaine on Skype, Kurt said, "Hi, honey. I have so much to tell you. You aren't going to believe what is going on with Rachel and Santana, and I worked things…"

Blaine interrupted Kurt, "Are you sleeping with Elliot?"

Kurt was taken aback by Blaine's question. "Where is this coming from? What would ever give you that idea? We're engaged."

"And just what does being engaged mean to you? I saw the picture of you and Elliot that you posted on Facebook, Kurt. You let Elliot kiss you, and that's cheating."

"Please tell me you're joking, Blaine. You think a friendly peck on the cheek for a selfie was cheating?"

Blaine held up a printed copy of the selfie. "You were alone in your apartment with another man. He kissed you. You cheated on me with Elliot, just like you did last year with that Chandler guy. Did you lead Elliot into your bed after that picture was taken?"

Kurt shook his head in shock. "Are you seriously accusing me of cheating, Blaine? And bringing up some goofy texts I sent to some guy a year ago? It was a harmless picture. Do you really think I would have posted it on Facebook if there was something going on with Elliot?"

"Maybe you want to get caught, Kurt. Maybe you want to hurt me."

"I can't believe you think that, Blaine," Kurt snapped. "I forgave you for cheating on me. I know what it feels like to hear that your boyfriend cheated on you, and I would never do something that would make you feel that way. I put that behind us, and I have worked on starting to trust you again, and you question my trust? I am wearing your ring." Kurt held up his hand to the camera so Blaine could see the ring.

"And just what does that mean to you? You wouldn't let another guy kiss you if that ring meant anything to you. I don't want you seeing Elliot anymore."

Kurt sighed in exasperation. "Are you kidding me, Blaine? It was a peck on the cheek. I am in a band with Elliot. We're just friends. You have nothing to worry about."

"I have nothing to worry about because you will never see him again. We're getting married, Kurt, and I'm telling you that you can't see him anymore."

"You're being totally irrational, Blaine," Kurt said. "We're getting married, Blaine. I'm wearing your ring, so you know I am committed to you. I love you, Blaine, but this jealousy has got to stop. A marriage will never work if you question every other gay guy that I encounter."

"Maybe you have to stop letting other guys kiss you, and stop giving me reasons to be jealous."

Kurt rolled his eyes and said, "I can't have this conversation with you again, Blaine. I just can't talk to you when you are being this irrational. I think you need to take a step back and think about what you are saying here, Blaine."

"I damn well know what I'm saying, Kurt," Blaine shouted. "This is the second time you're cheating on me. I am telling you that I want you to kick Elliot out of the band and never see him again." He slammed his hand down loudly on the desk.

"You need to calm down, Blaine. I am not going to continue this conversation with you yelling at me and being this angry. That's now how a relationship should work, Blaine. We can discuss this like mature adults when you are have calmed down. I'm disconnecting now. Good night, Blaine."

Blaine shouted, "Don't you dare hang up on me, Kurt Hummel."

Kurt disconnected the Skype session, and his iPhone started ringing within a few seconds. He looked at the caller ID, and saw that it was Blaine calling, so he silenced the ringer. There was no way he was going to let Blaine yell at him. Blaine was being completely irrational and childlike, and Kurt wasn't going to let Blaine scream at him and issue ultimatums.

Kurt got out of bed, and started to walk towards Rachel's room, knowing that he could vent and talk it through with his best friend. But as soon as he put his feet on the floor, Kurt remembered that Rachel had left the loft. He couldn't talk to his best friend about it.

Kurt plopped back on to the bed as his eyes welled with tears. Though Santana was in the loft, for the first time in a long time, Kurt felt alone. His best friend had just walked out of the loft they shared. His beloved father was hundreds of miles away, and though it seemed like months had passed, he was still hurting from the pain of the sudden loss of his brother Finn less than eight weeks earlier.

Kurt briefly thought about calling Elliot to discuss the problem, but realized that his friendship with Elliot was only just beginning. They really weren't close enough to share relationship issues. He couldn't discuss this with Elliot when Blaine viewed Elliot as being the catalyst to the argument.

Kurt reached under the bed for the case holding the one true friend in his life who had never hurt him, his boyfriend pillow Bruce. Kurt hadn't needed to feel Bruce's strong supportive arm around him in a while, but after arguing with Blaine and watching Rachel leave the loft, he felt like he needed the comfort as he tried to fall asleep. He was hoping that he would be able to work things out with Rachel and Blaine the next day.