Don't be suprised! (Blaine/Jennie!)

[adele rent baker]

Adele sat along the tiny dock of the lake, her legs swayed back and forth. It was cold, and no one was around. I wanted people to see my show Adele thought grumpily. She snickered at her own evil plans, she was going to hopefully turn Blaines world upside down. Adele had spent a week thinking of what she was going to do, and now was time to get the ball rolling. The plan? Oh that. The plan was to tell Blaine she was pregnant. Not with any baby though, but his brothers baby. She smiled and cracked her knuckles. Damn she was bitch, but that’s how she liked it. Things had been a little boring lately, and she wanted to stir something up.

Taking out and a cigarette from her back pocket, she lit it. She leaned back on the dock, her arms supporting Her from behind. With a resounding sigh she took a drag, then through it in the lake. Adele smirked and took her phone out form the front of her Hollister hoodie. “ Meet me at the lake, ASAP its really important. “ She sent the text to Blaine than put her phone away. She stood and brushed off the dirt on her butt. She made her way up the dock and on to the land. The Lake was frozen over on top, and it wouldn’t be long before all of the water froze.

The place was virtually empty, the fisherman were gone, families were cuddled inside their houses with fires. When it got cold in Liptop, it got cold. Dew was still frozen on the ground, making the whole ground white. If it was only snow. Adele zipped her jacket up and stuck her hands in the pockets. Maybe I should have worn mom jeans, or an old sweater to make me look more pregnant. she thought. It was true, as she looked down at her skinny jeans and T-shirt. The wind whipped her hair about her face, and the wind made her cheeks pink.

Adele didn’t have any second thoughts, she wasn’t nervous. She was giddy with excitement, and she wondered about all the possible outcomes. Adele didn’t think he was going to be to happy about it though, and that’s all that mattered. She smiled and rubbed her hands together and blew air out in a gusto. Adele went over the carefully planned words she had planned over as she waited. She sat on a bench not to far away and mentally prepared herself. Should she cry? Should she act super excited? Should she act like she was so mad she could barely see straight? Adele smiled, well the last time she had gotten super mad at Blaine it had ended in victory. Her mind turned for the gutter. Shaking her head she pulled out another cigarette and lit it. She fiddled with her jacket zipper, and left it undone.Adele wanted him to see her shirt, and she laughed as she read it herself. It went well with what was about to unfold.

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TAGGING Blaine!
WORDS Theres a few. !
WEARING CLOTHES !
NOTES Heh heh this will be fun. !
LYRICS BAD REPUTATION BY JOAN JETT !
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[blaine mackinnley o'callaghan]

Blaine was headed wearily to the store to pick up some essentials for the house when Adele text. It was after all unlikely that Oz would emerge from his self absorbed, cocaine addled bubble for any amount of time to become a useful addition to the house and so most menial jobs fell to Blaine. Within his banged up old car, he heard the faint noise of his phone, bleeping it’s message tone. Feeling a little antisocial tonight, Blaine rolled his eyes but nevertheless proceeded to feel along the seat and the interior as he drove along to locate his mobile. Eventually touching upon the shiny plastic down the side of the passenger seat, Blaine picked up the phone and with a standard disregard to the law, began to read the text as he carried on towards the grocery store.

Adele. Things had been maybe a little distant with Adele for the last few weeks. It seemed that they had both got what they wanted that night at her house and now neither of them really knew how to proceed with their relationship. A picture of romance these two were never going to be but Blaine still pined somewhat to give it a go.. that was if he wasn’t still mentally battling with how young she was. Reading her text unnerved Blaine enough to put a frown on his face. Important talks were rarely good news and the unease of not knowing in the slightest what she might need to talk about trouble Blaine somewhat. Perhaps her parents were on to things, Blaine thought, swinging the car around in a parking lot and heading up towards the lake. Coming from a large Irish clan, Blaine knew just how protective families could be and he dreaded to think of the reaction of Adele’s parents to finding out he had been messing about with their underage daughter. Perhaps this was it; a final goodbye before he was sent to prison again. Blaine smirked at his thoughts a little. At least this time it would have been for something worthwhile- the amazing sex would at least cushion the blow of the jail sentence somewhat. With Oz, there was of course no cushioning. Blaine had given up two years of his life for the kid and all he got back was snarky comments and snarls for his trouble. That was brotherly love for you, right there.

Eventually pulling up at the lakeside, Blaine stepped out of the car and into the harsh cold of the night. The wind whistled sharply and there was an impending feeling of snow creeping into the air. No doubt in a suitable match to the weather, Adele would be wearing some ridiculously skimpy outfit and be shivering madly by the time he arrived. In a half hearted attempt to block out the chill against his body, Blaine pulled his jacket a little tighter and lit up a cigarette as he wandered down the side of the lake to find Adele.

”Alright?” He asked coolly, blowing the hot smoke out of his lungs as he approached her. Getting closer, he spotted the slogan on her t-shirt and had to smile to himself. It was an intentional message, Blaine was quite sure of that. ”What, right now?” he asked, rather deadpan and making no reference to the t-shirt he was referring to. It certainly wasn’t the worst of ideas and on this freezing night, there was a dire need for some sort of warming up activity.

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[adele rent baker]

Adele pulled out her compact mirror from her tiny purse and opened it. She smudged her eyeliner ever so slightly so it looked she had been crying. Then she put her eye drops in her eyes so they looked red. She smiled and shuffled everything hurriedly in her purse and leaned back against the bench. She crossed her legs and put her arms along the back of the bench. She tapped her foot along the ground as she waited.

Adele looked up to see Blaine making his way across the lake towards her. She forced herself to stop from smirking, instead she thought of dead puppies so she could get ready to cry. Adele patiently waited, but on the inside she felt like she was going to burst. She was finally back to her old self! Adele looked at him for a brief second, and then she led her eyes downwards. She looked at the ground and sat up straight her hands in her lap. Adele toed the ground with her boot. “ No, it seems I am not alirght.” Adele sayed, letting out a long sigh.

Adele smiled on the inside, put let her face fall. “ Well it seems like its too late for that darling.” Adele stood and put a hand over her stomach. She slowly took her eyes from the ground to look into his. He looked damn fine, as always and it made her squish. Oh no no no, no second thoughts. Adele drug out the next few words. “ I’m.. kind of.. Going to have a.. b-baby. Adele force her eyes to tear up, but it was no hard task. She had done it many time before. All she had to do was think of something sad, like what if this was actually happening.

Adele wiped away her tears. “ I checked it out yesterday. “ Adele rubbed her belly like a mother would do. Like she had seen many people do. Sitting down she buried her head in her hands. She smiled for only a second. Then she blinked her eyes twice, hard. Looking up again tears rolled down her face. Adele looked innocent, like she really meant was saying. I should be an actress She thought briskly. Her lips quivered perfectly, she looked scared. Damn I’m good. She thought again. Adele rubbed away more tears. She wasn’t going to say anything else, she wanted a reaction. Blaines reaction would decide what she said next.

[blaine mackinnley o'callaghan]

As Blaine got closer still, his attention was diverted from the shirt to Adele’s tear stained eyes. With the suggestive message sprawled across her chest inviting Blaine in, he had nearly forgotten altogether the serious text which had beckoned him here in the first place. He removed the cigarette from the clutches of his lips and prepared to enquire into what the issue was when Adele began to answer the question herself. He stood silently opposite her, the wind catching his jet black hair and blowing it across his face as he tried to listen intently to whatever situation was going on with Adele. Blaine used his spare hand to push his hair away from his face, letting his hazel brown eyes focus in now more clearly on the obviously upset girl before him.

Urging her on with his eyes as she stuttered over her words, Blaine silently encouraged Adele to speak, curious what exactly it was too late for, and why. Blaine was a man of fewer words than many and long drawn out explanations appealed not at all to his need for clarity and simplicity. If he’d had known the words which were to tumble out of Adele’s mouth though, he may have not been in such a rush to hear what she had to say.

”Baby.” The word hit Blaine like a tonne of bricks and the world seemed to go completely still and silent as he just stared straight at her, wide eyed and taken aback. Eventually though the sounds of the wind began to register again in Blaine’s mind as he slowly entered back into reality from his moments of stunned shock. ”What the fuck?” he said slowly and almost calmly, taking a breath to try to figure this all out in his head. ”What the hell Adele?!” He then followed up, his voice now louder and with more emotion. This was screwed up; how was this happening? Of the few options he had considered her text may have been about, this was certainly nowhere near even being a consideration. How had it happened?

Blaine eyed her with a sudden look of suspicion. How exactly had it happened? They hadn’t been careless enough for this, Blaine was sure of it. Which led to an awkward to confront conclusion. How does one approach the subject of the baby’s father without making Adele out to be a complete slag? Blaine mulled this over in his mind and figured that it was in fact quite impossible to ask if the baby was his without insulting her. Still, Blaine wasn’t the type to let causing offense stand in the way of him saying what he wanted to. ”Is it mine?” he enquired, with less tact than even he had planned.

Without knowing this, Blaine couldn’t even begin to piece this together in his head. If it was his, and he was going to be a father, things were messed up. If it wasn’t his and Adele had been screwing some other guy, things were equally messed up. Yet despite the similarly grim options, Blaine needed to know. There was no way on earth he was ready to be a father; he may have grown up a bit since coming out of the nick but he was still a fun loving and somewhat reckless kid with absolutely no paternal instinct. But yet he didn’t want to think of Adele having been with someone else and the potential of losing her to the new family she had created with some other guy. It was lose-lose as far as Blaine could see and nothing Adele could say would ease his sudden sense of hopeless dread.

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[adele rent baker]

Adele wasn’t taken aback by his language, in fact it she totally prepared for it. Things were going according to her devilish little plan. Adele felt like an evil genius, like Dr. Evil. She looked to his face to see the emotions play out. She almost snickered. Instead Adele tried to think sad things, and felt her eyes tear up more. Adele let out an exasperated sigh and sat. She flipped her hair with her hands and look at the ground. Fuck, was the “problem. Adele looked at him again, tears streaked down her cheeks, creating a path. “ A baby Blaine. A little miniature me, hopefully a girl of course.” Adele took in a long gulp of air. The pretty guys were the finest to mess with. Adele wanted the anger route, she had prepared mostly for that one. Adele also liked seeing him angry but that wasn’t really what mattered now. She wanted someone to have a complication in their life.

Was it his baby? Adele laughed on the inside, no of course that wasn’t dramatic enough. On the outside, she broke out in even more tears. Well, he was blunt wasn’t he? She bit her lip and shook her head no. “ It’s Oz’s” Adele whispered. Looking up her lips quivered. Her mascara and eyeliner ran down her face. “ I took the test at home.. and then I wanted to double check so I-I went to the Doctors and they told me I am almost a month along. It’s impossible for you to be the father and I haven’t had sex with anyone else but...” Adele let her words trail off. She burst into tears. She twirled with her long blonde-almost white hair. This was quite fun, and she kind of wondered why she hadn’t thought of this before. Adele briefly wondered why she wanted to mess with him so bad, it’s not like he had anything. Its not like had made her life at home almost miserable. It’s not like Blaine took her dad away, or made her a total whore. She shook her head and thought more sad thoughts.

After this I am so going to the local Drama community! Adele put her head in her hands again and shook her head no over and over. She quickly blinked to put more tears in her eyes. She was practically making herself sob, and virtually no one could guess. Adele looked up, her face contorted in a low of sorrow and anger. Her cheeks were pink black. Adele put her head back into her hands. “ I knew I should have listened to my brain instead of my heart. “ Adele said. Hoping to stir even more anger. Adele wiped away the tears along her cheeks. Adele zipped her jacket up and threw the hood over her head. Then she stuffed her hand in the pockets and gathered her long legs to her chest. “ I tried to tell him..” Adele smirked underneath the façade of her hair and hoodie. More anger, she was trying to make Blaine as angry as possible.

Adele took a cigarette out of her purse quickly and manically lit it. She tried to make her movements only slightly shaky, but not so shaky it looked like she was trying too hard. As she lit the cigarette the flames of the lighter warmed her hand, and her nose. The tips of her fingers felt numb, and she wondered why she hadn’t worn the gloves her mother had thrown at her. She took a long drag, and then she squashed into the ground with her boot. She stood and walked by Blaine. The sharp wind brought tears to her eyes, and the wind whipped her hair around her as she turned around, one hand on her belly. She looked as sincere as possible.

[blaine mackinnley o'callaghan]

A baby Blaine... or a miniature Adele. Blaine pulled a face at the thought. Neither of these scenarios seemed in any way encouraging; whichever one of them the child took after it would end up as a tiny bundle of fierce attitude and fiercer temper. It was hardly ideal. Besides, Blaine had enough trouble in his life already, adding a baby into the mix was clearly a recipe for disaster. Even pushing all of these worries out of the way, there was no shifting the fact in Blaine’s mind that he simply wouldn’t ever be good father material. He was a screw up- he’d messed his own life up and dragged Oz’s down with him. And now, apparently, he’d also ruined Adele’s. There was no way that he could be trusted with a small and vulnerable little being; he would mess it up or ruin it’s life in some way. He sighed, not seeing any positive that could possibly arise from this situation.

Despite his frank question, Blaine had kind of already settled on the idea that he was the father. Something just told him Adele hadn’t been screwing anyone else; however naive that thought may have been. Perhaps he was just convinced that the baby being another guy’s was just a too easy of an escape from this mess. If it was somebody else’s kid, Blaine could just walk away- simple as. Blaine knew that his life was never simple and so this escape plan was unlikely to be true. Besides, why would she even be telling him if it wasn’t his? At her answer though, Blaine felt that familiar smack in the gut of utter shock.

Oz? Adele was pregnant with Oz’s baby? Blaine’s eyes suddenly filled with hate and his fists clenched in anger. ”You stupid bitch” he muttered. If it had been anyone else, Blaine could have coped. He could have walked away and never seen the girl again. But now? He was going to forever be ‘Uncle Blaine’ to the child of the girl he loved and the brother he hated. This was possibly even worse than the idea of him being the father- at least that scenario didn’t involve him having to consider the fact his brother had been fucking the girl he had fallen for. Oz was a scumbag and with his brow furrowed in fury, Blaine was unsure whether the anger was directed at Adele or simply at his god awful sibling.

Adele’s next words skimmed past him in a blur. The details of the pregnancy test were quite irrelevant; Blaine was still firmly stuck on the thought of his brother screwing his girl. What the hell was with that? Oz knew, he must have known. Still, knowing that Blaine liked Adele would probably only have spurred his brother on knowing Oz; he was a truly vile specimen. As Blaine caught the words about trying to tell Oz though, his temper flipped. Did she expect some sympathy for her trouble, for him to put his arm around her and tell her that it would all be okay? ”Well fucking tell him then Adele.. because let’s be honest, this has got fuck all to do with me!” he spat ”But you better find him before I do, cause I swear to god, I won’t be responsible for my actions when I do..” he added darkly. Once he got his hands on Oz, Blaine would unleash hell. The boy was absolutely unbelievable. Blaine turned to walk away- this clearly had nothing to do with him and so he had no idea why he even needed to be here. He had nothing nice to say, no shoulder to provide for Adele to cry on, he was just hacked off and in need of a something or someone to unleash his anger onto.

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[adele rent baker]

Still standing, Adele shifted her weight onto her other leg. She looked towards the ground and put her hands in her pockets trying to look as sullen as possible. It was to desolate for her liking around the park. Almost no one was about. The whole reason Adele had chosen to do this outside was to put on a show, and no one had attended. Cursing herself silently she looked at her feet. Adele ran her fingers through her hair at his comment. She let it roll of her shoulders, it was understandable. Adele licked her lips and tasted the sweet cherry of her lip gloss lipstick concoction.

Adele grimaced at Blaines words, killing was no answer. So if this really happened Oz would wind up dead and Blaine would be in jail Seems legit. Adele kicked a pebble with the tip of her show, sending it skidding along the cold hard ground. “ I don’t want to tell him, I told you. Why? Because I thought you would take it just a tiny bit better.” Adele muttered under hear breath. Adele popped her knuckles inside her shirt. She looked up to see his back walking away. Walking away? I didn’t plan for that. Shit. Adele had not planned at all for him just simply walking away. What would she do now? A lock of shock ran over her face, and just as quickly left. She replaced it with tears. “ Wait!” She hollered.

Clearing her throat to continue. ” You cant leave now, you’re the only one I can tell. I cant tell my parents, they will kill me. I can only trust you Blaine… I don’t want to tell anyone else because I was thinking of getting rid of it. “ Adele bit her lip. Even if she was pregnant, she would never have an abortion. Adele might be kind of a whore, but she was always careful. Even if she let guys on, she never slept with most. “ I know I am a whore but if I get rid of it, will you be happy?” Adele whimpered. She felt as vulnerable as heck, even if this was all lies. Tears got in her eyes again, like a pro.

Shifting she began to step closer to him. He was not going to get away now, not now. What if this really happened? She really would be lost. She breathed in and out evenly. Everything she was saying was coming from right off her tongue, no time for thinking. Out of everything she had planned she hadn’t thought of him walking away. Why had she not thought of that? Did she really think that he liked her enough to stay? Adele shook her head mentally. Of course he didn’t love her, all she had been was a one night stand gone wrong. No no no no no no no no. I have not grown to like anyone. Love? There was no such thing right? Adele almost fell on her butt. By God, I have feelings Adele cleared her head. Back to reality.

[blaine mackinnley o'callaghan]

Blaine wrinkled his nose up at her reply. Why would she possibly think that he would take this better than Oz would? Okay, maybe he was a little more mature than his brother. He also likely had his head screwed on a bit better.. but for all his strengths, Blaine was trying to get used to the fact not only that the girl he was seeing was pregnant, not only that he wasn’t the father but that his own godforsaken excuse for a brother was the one who had impregnated her. How well did she honestly expect him to take that bumper combo of news?

But then, when he thought about it, Blaine found himself wondering if maybe this was a better reaction than Oz’s would be. He felt in all honesty like he didn’t know his brother much anymore.. maybe finding out he was going to be a father would bring out a hint of maturity in Oz. Maybe though he would have flipped out worse than Blaine was doing now. It was difficult to tell but as she called after him, Blaine figured that even if this reaction was the tiniest bit better than Oz’s would have been, it was still nowhere near as supportive as Adele would have hoped.

Hearing her shout for him to wait, Blaine paused. He wasn’t sure why; there was very little reason for him to stay as nothing she could say would change the cold hard facts which broke his heart so badly, but yet something told him to just stop and listen. As he did, Blaine found a sad feeling creep in to replace much of the anger. Sadness for the fact that he was the only person in the world she could trust with this news. He was such a fuck up and yet he was still apparently the best Adele had. He sighed deeply at that thought, feeling now suddenly quite responsible for this girl. After all, he began to consider as the fury subsided, if Adele hadn’t ever met him, she would never have met Oz and got into any of this mess. What a desperate situation when you’re pregnant with a drug dealing scumbag’s baby and the only person you have there for you in that drug dealer’s equally scummy brother.

It really wasn’t his problem and yet Blaine found himself turning back towards her. ”You’re not a whore Adele” he said plainly, the rage now having disappeared from his voice. He hated the situation still- more than anything- but if he truly was the only one she had, and as he was partly responsible for all this, it seemed wrong to just leave her alone, cold and vulnerable. Blaine stared out across the lake, avoiding eye contact. He was still angry but he was trying to bury this deep down within and put on a relatively calm exterior. He would unleash the anger on Oz, but Adele didn’t deserve it, not really. Shouting at her wasn’t going to fix this, just make her feel even shitter. Blaine couldn’t go as far as to make out that he was going to support her, but he could at least not yell in her face. ”Adele, seriously..” he continued, pulling a face at her suggestion. ”You would get an abortion to make me happy?” He sighed and pushed his hair out of his face, turning to look at her. Only you know what’s best I guess..” he shrugged a little coldly. How could he make any suggestion about what she should do? He would either be encouraging her to kill his niece or nephew or he would be condemning a child to a life with Oz as a father. There was no right answer and no easy decision. ”If you got rid of it, would you be happy?” he asked, flipping around her question to what was important. Why she would base such an important decision on his irrelevant thoughts was beyond him. She had to think about herself, not him, since she would likely be doing this on her own.

[adele rent baker]

Adele had not an idea what to so now. She hadn’t planned for this. Why hadn’t she? It was an obvious reaction. Adele tucked her long hair behind her ears. Adele had feelings. She had Feelings Adele had never realized that before. Her heart thumped heavily against her chest. Adele didn’t show that though instead she remained her acting composure and kept up her little show.

Adele bit her lip and waited to see if he would turn around. God please, make him turn around! she silently pleaded. Adele felt the tension build with every second that it took for him to react, and then her prayers were answered; he turned around. Inside she yipped with joy. “ I’m a total whore “ she muttered under her breath and then shook her head. Adele rubbed her eyes and looked down. Adele shook her head at his question. “ I have feelings I don’t want to lost. “ Adele whispered. Then she said it louder. “ I have feelings! “

Adele felt ecstatic. She had feelings, but for Blaine. Adele didn’t understand, them at all. “ No I guess it wouldn’t make me happy..” Adele pondered. If she did ever get accidently prego’s, she would never abort it. She would be a baby killer if she did. “ Blaine I have feelings. “ Adele said bluntly. The words felt weird in her mouth. They didn’t seem normal, they didn’t taste right. But hey! She had feelings! Adele sat down, on the cold ground of the lake.

She stretched out her arms a looked at it. Stretching and bending her fingers one by one. Nothing looked different, but she just felt different. She was still the same old plain Adele, but with feelings. Adele remembered what she was supposed to be acting as and quickly brought her knees close to her to wrap her arms around them. So she had feelings know, what was she going to do with them? What did one do with feelings? Adele out her head on her knees. She had feelings!

[blaine mackinnley o'callaghan]

Blaine rolled his eyes a little at her assurances of being a whore. Most guys, upon discovering a girl had been screwing both them and their brother, would happily conclude that such a girl was a whore or a slut. Blaine was most guys though and, although he thought she was stupid for her decisions, he didn’t think of Adele as a whore. She was seventeen after all; she was too young really to know the full trouble she was getting herself into with the brothers. Blaine and Oz though were definitely old enough to know what they were getting themselves into screwing an underage girl. They were probably more whorey than Adele would ever be.

Blaine took a deep drag on his cigarette and blew out the smoke slowly, absorbing her ramblings about feelings. What did that even mean? Blaine was unsure what exactly she was trying to tell him and what she seemed to be so surprised about. Shock at feeling she wanted this baby? Wanted him? Wanted Oz? With so many thoughts already running through his mind, it was difficult for Blaine to try to pick apart her words and construct any meaning from them. He removed the cigarette from his mouth and stared at her silently for a few moments, eyes narrowed as he tried to read her emotions.

”Feelings about what?” he eventually asked quite dryly, giving up on trying to make sense of what she was talking about. She had moved to sit down on the cold floor but Blaine decided to stay standing. Sitting down would make him look like he was too emotionally involved in this situation and trap him into her issues. He wanted to be free to get away, to just turn and hop back into the warm car if he needed too. Not that he planned to, he had kind of now pledged to himself to stay here with her, whatever she was going to say or do next. It was always good to have the option though, in case things got too heavy.

[adele rent baker]

Adele stuck her arm out and slowly flexed each finger, then she let it go limp again.This was physically and mentally draining.She squeezed her lips shut into a think line, forcing herself not to speak. This new revelation was shocking, but she needed to watch His and words. Adele picked away the nail polish on her fingernails and refused to look up. If she looked up she might give herself away. Adele ran her fingers through her long hair and put her hands in her lap. She had her knees up to her chest to stay warm.

Something fierce hit her gut, and she took in a sharp intake of breath. What did she have feelings for? Adele already knew the answer; Blaine. Adele had never thought of it that way, not once. When she did think of it though, it was true. Adele didn't know how to think about it. All he was was a failed one night stand that later on worked right? Someone she liked to mess with? Adele knew that much to be true, but there was still something there, something she hadn't ever felt before. Adele had been raised around fighting parents, betrayal, there was never much love in her house.

So how could she know? How could she know that this was actual strong like or just the after effects of having to wait for it then finally get it? Could you even call this love? Adele mentally shook her head. No of course not. Now what to say now.. She could go right out and say with it, and mess with him futher. Adele almost cried real tears. " I have feelings for you Blaine. And Damn you for it. " Adele's breath hitched in her throat as she spoke, and the words sounded less threatening. Adele hadn't meant to do that, but she was speaking her own true feelings now.She dared to look up, and it was quite a mistake. Her lips quivered and a tear, a real tear rolled down her cheek.

[blaine mackinnley o'callaghan]

As another strong gust of wind swept across the empty lake, feeling like a freezing slap across his already cold cheek, Blaine involuntarily shuddered. The thought of taking off his jacket and offering it to the underdressed girl slumped on the floor occurred to him but, as he stared down at her probingly for some sort of answers, this seemed like the wrong sort of moment to change the topic; however gentlemanly his intentions.

Eventually the words reluctantly left Adele’s mouth, a slow and emotional explanation for what up to this point had been merely rambles. Except how could this be an explanation when it made so little sense? Blaine eyes narrowed again in a utterly confused expression towards the girl as she hesitantly raised her gaze up towards him. ”What?” he asked coldly, incredulously. She’d brought him here to tell him all of this and expected it to make some sort of sense to him? She’d shagged his brother, got pregnant with his kid but yet she had feelings for him?

”You’re messed up Adele” he muttered, turning away from her and shaking his head as he stared out across the lake. He could go for her, shout and lash out at Adele for screwing with his mind so much. But yet he kept it inside, pent up the anger and the hurt within him and showed just a cold and unfeeling exterior. Perhaps because he was just all shouted out, having used up his energy for the first shocking revelation she had told him. Perhaps he still felt some sort of responsibility over the whole situation and was therefore reluctant to yell in her face over it all. Perhaps however his calm exterior reflected in some way that he felt the same. Not that he would admit it of course. It’s not like there was any point; things were never going to be happily ever after any more.

Blaine sighed, still ignoring Adele as he stared across the water. This was ridiculous. Almost too ridiculous to be true. Oh how he wished he’d never met that platinum blonde on the dance floor. How he wished he’d never introduced her to his scummy sibling. Wished he’d never gone back for more. Wished he’d never got himself entangled in this complicated web of lust, love and hatrid. But it was too late for regrets. No amount of wishful thinking could take back what had happened. The past, he concluded, was in the past. All he could do now was make the right decision for the future. Whatever that happened to be.

Thinking this through, Blaine decided that for now it was to be as civil as he could. ”Let me give you a lift home” he suggested without turning his eyes away from the lake. It was perhaps not the reaction Adele was expecting from her admission of feelings but Blaine was unprepared to say anything more right now. He turned on his feet and began to walk again towards his car, expecting her to obediently follow but knowing that quietly doing as she was told wasn’t exactly Adele’s strong point.