Chapter 3

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Blaine went through his day, devising a scheme to get to the bottom of his suspicions about Chandler. He and Kurt were going on a walk after glee rehearsal so he can get the scoop on their relationship then. Mr. Schuester came in to start the lesson. He wrote on the board in big letters JOURNEY.

"Kurt! Chandler! On your own time." Mr. Schue called out. Kurt and Chandler stopped eating each others' faces. Oh my--Blaine wanted to barf. Speaking of 'barf'...

"Mr. Schue?" Blaine rose his hand but didn't wait for permission to speak.

"Your lessons. They're boring and repetitive." Mr Schue gaped at Blaine. He recuperated and spoke up.

"Okay, well what would you like to do, Blaine?" Blaine thought about it for a few moments. The songs he liked no one in this choir room could sing.

"Anything but Journey." Mr. Schue turned around around and erased the board.

"Okay, until I can think of a new lesson you guys are dismissed." Everyone got up and left. Blaine walked over to Chandler and Kurt who were having a whisper arguement.

"--my best friend!" Kurt said.

"Your best friend is more important than me?"

"Babe, you can't make me choose!"

"Yeah, I can you have two weeks!" Chandler got up and left.

"Hey, ready for that walk," Blane nudged Kurt's shoulder.

"Sure."

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Kurt and Blaine were sitting on a park bench eating ice cream. Blaine could do it. He could tell Kurt how he feels right now! They're alone!

Come on, Anderson! He won't judge you! It's only awkward if you make it awkward. Okay, you're doing it now! It'll be easy!

"Kurt, I,uh, I l--what was that about," Blaine asked. Blaine mentally shot himself.

"Chandler's just being and ass," Kurt said sadly.

"Kurt, you haven't been yourself lately. You seem sad."

"I'm fine. I promise." Kurt smiled sweetly. "Come on we have school tomorrow and it's late."

"Okay," Blaine got up from the bench they walked home.

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Blaine walked in his house and the first the he smelled was...beer

Shit, Blaine thought.

"Hey, dad," Blaine's voice shook, "I, erm, I thought you weren't coming home for another two weeks?" Blaine's dad looked up from the TV and stared at Blaine. He cleared his throat and spoke.

"I was supposed to, but your mother told me that you were happier and I thought to myself 'Well, now, we can't let that happen', can we, faggot?"

Blaine cringed. Faggot. He knew that his dad was a homophobe. He always hated Kurt. He would look at Kurt distastefully when they had sleepovers or when Kurt came over or when Kurt and his dad came to get Blaine. He hated it. He swallowed hard and responded.

"No, sir, we can't."

"Glad me and you are on the same page." Blaine's dad got up from the couch and made his way toward Blaine. He brought his fist up and drove it to Blaine's face. Blaine let out an anguished cry as he watched blood drip from his nose to the carpet.

"You made a fucking mess!" Blaine's dad screamed. Blaine didn't argue he knew that would make it worse. His dad kicked him in the groin.

"Git ta bed!" Blaine limped to his room and held his nose. He pulled his phone out of his pocket and called Kurt. The phone rang and he got the call in session noise. Blaine hung up and sighed. 

Probably talking to Chandler, Blaine thought. Blaine pulled a little box out from under his bed and opened it revealing a couple razors he removed from pencil sharpeners and his dad's razor. He picked one up and grasped his hand around it. He sighed and pressed it to his skin

Sorry, Kurt.

He hacked the blade across his skin several time until his wrist had several new cuts bleeding onto his fingers and dripping onto his sheets.

Kurt loves Chandler, he won't miss me. Chandler's perfect. He hasa great body and no scars or bruises.

Blaine walked to his bathroom and cleaned up his wrist. He stared at the toilet for a few moments and pulled up the lid. He bent over it and stuck his middle finger down his throat he gagged a few times and finally threw up he did it a few more times and flushed the toilet. He cleanedhimself up and walked over to his window.

I could jump. I could forget everything and my family wouldn't miss me. Kurt is perfectly fine with Chandler. What are you saying, Blaine? Chandler isn't who Kurt thinks he is! I wouldn't have to worry about anything anymore, though. I love Kurt. If I do this he should know that.

Blaine walked over to his phone, unlocked it, pressed compose message, and typed.

Kurt, I love you and this is goodbye, forever.

SENT

--------KURT--------


Kurt's phone beeped. 

"Hold on, Chan I'm getting a text." Kurt opened the text and read it. He gaped.

"Chandler,I have to go." He hung up the phone and rushed to Blaine's house.

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Kurt arrived at Blaine's house and around 10:00 and saw Blaine sitting on his windowsill.

"Blaine! Stop!" Kurt ran out of his car and into Blaine's house up to his room. Ignoring Blaine's dad's shouts.

"Blaine don't do it."

"Kurt, he's back. I don't know if I can do it anymore."

"Blaine pack a bag, you're coming to my house for the night. Wrists." Blaine held out his right wrist.

"Tsk tsk tsk. Let's get you patched up." Kurt put Neosporin on Blaine's cuts and bandaged them. Blaine packed his bag and he and Kurt left.

"Thank you, Kurt, really.I don't know where I'd be if it weren't for you. And I am so sorry for being such a burden."

"Blaine, you are not a burden when it comes to shit like this. Now, when I know you're still smoking and refuse to stop you're a pain in my ass." Kurt chuckled

Kurt and Blaine finally got to Kurt's house at 11:06 and immediately went to bed. 

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A/N PLEASE READ----------I hope all of you gumdrops like the two storylines. I wanted to add a dramatic effect and I know it seems irrelevant now, but don't worry it'll all piece together soon. I DO NOT ENFORCE SELF HARM, SUICIDE, ALCOHOLISM, OR ABUSE!!!!!! THEY SUCK I AM RECOVERING FROM SELF HARM AND I KNOW WHAT IT'S LIKE SO IFYOU HAVE ANY QUESTIONS OR JUST WANT TO TALK TO SOMEONE ASK ME ON TUMBLR OR KIK I WILL LISTEN AND I WILL TRY TO HELP!!!!!!

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