This is for the sixth month anniversary of my Underground Fanfictioners group. This is also dedicated to my roommate, Kristin. Enjoy!


It had been six months. Six months without going out for coffee after school every day. Six months without a weekly date at Breadstix. Six months without hearing about the latest fashion trend or the latest crimes against fashion. Six months without hearing that laugh. Six months without hearing his voice. Six months without staring into those glasz eyes.

It had been six months since Kurt and Blaine had broken up. And since then, Blaine had heard nor seen nothing of Kurt. It was like he had never existed.

Sure, the first couple of weeks, Blaine had received the traditional and expected sympathy of the now-seniors of Glee, but after two months had passed, that had shrinked away. They seemed to expect that Blaine was ready to move on. But how could he move on?

He had expected to spend the rest of his life with Kurt. He had expected to marry Kurt, to sleep by his side every night and stand by him every day. He had expected that they would adopt a child together, a child that would have been spoiled to show just how much that they were wanted by their dads. He had dreamed of the family that he would one day have with Kurt. He had never imagined a life without Kurt.

Now he was being forced to and he didn't know if he could handle it. It was just too much to take in.

That was why, after it had been three months since the break-up, Blaine had made the decision. If things hadn't gotten changed after six months, it probably would never change, At the six month mark, Blaine would have to accept the fact that Kurt had moved on and would never give him a second thought again.

Blaine wouldn't be able to accept that. He wouldn't be able to accept that his relationship with Kurt was now something in the past. It was better if he didn't have to live in such a world.

On the six-month anniversary since the break-up, Blaine woke up, feeling calmer than he had in days. He no longer felt like he wanted to break out into tears at the slightest thought of Kurt. He no longer had to worry about being accepted in Glee because he wouldn't be accepted anywhere else in the school. He no longer had to worry about being a shame upon the Anderson name, as his father liked to claim. It would be over by the end of the day and he would never have another worry again.

Classes went by as normal for Blaine. A few of his fellow Glee club members mentioned that he seemed happier today. None of them remembered the meaning of this particular day for Blaine. They were only glad that he was finally acting happy. They never even considered why he might be happier.

Blaine tried to get through the day as normally as possible. He desperately wanted to talk to Brittany and Tina, to give them some form of good-bye, but he couldn't risk them figuring out something was up and stopping him. He had to go through with this. He couldn't spend any more time without Kurt.

After school, there was Glee. Mr. Schuester was going on about nationals and how he was sure that they were going to win if they would only focus on the task at hand. For the first time in weeks, he singled out Blaine, asking him to come up with ideas for a solo or duet that they could potentially use. Blaine didn't feel the envious looks directed his way. There was no one he wanted to duet with other than Kurt and there was no use singing a solo if he didn't have someone to sing it to. Mr. Schuester was just going to have to find someone else to do the solo. Blaine wouldn't be at nationals when the time came.

Going home was the hardest activity of the day. It was the last time Blaine would ever be making the journey from school to home.

Blaine had planned to get things over with as soon as possible. As soon as he got home, he would begin the preparations. However, things would never go as expected as planned for Blaine. They had never before so why would they start now?

"How was school, little brother?"

Blaine stared at Cooper as he stood in the front doorway, key still in the door.

"Cooper? What are you doing here?" Blaine didn't remember Cooper saying that he was going to be visiting any time soon.

"Can't a guy visit his family?" Cooper asked, looking at Blaine carefully. He could see how tired and worn out his younger brother was. A person didn't look that way after one night without sleep. Blaine must not have been sleeping well for weeks

"That would make sense if Mom and Dad were home," Blaine pointed out. Cooper resisted a wince at the sound. His voice sounded so devoid of hope. He stood up from his seat on the couch.

"Fine, you got me," he said. "I remembered what today was."

"You did?" Blaine sounded so skeptical that Cooper would actually remember anything as trivial as the anniversary of a break-up.

"Of course I did," Cooper replied softly, resting a hand on Blaine's shoulder. "I wanted to see how you were holding up."

Blaine gave his older brother a weak smile. How did he get so lucky? None of the people he called friends remembered today's significance but his estranged older brother did and had come back specifically to be with Blaine. Too bad Blaine had already made his decision and he was sticking to it no matter what. Cooper's visit was just a brief distraction.

"I'm getting better," he told his brother. "It doesn't hurt as much."

As soon as Blaine said it out loud, it was true. It didn't hurt anymore. Blaine had accepted that Kurt didn't want him anymore and he had also accepted that there was no place in this world for him anymore. Before his place had been beside Kurt. Now he was just drifting on the edges of society, watching but not fully able to interact with everyone else.

The time he spent with Cooper was nice. Cooper had tried to make dinner, albeit unsuccessfully, and they had watched trashy television shows together. Blaine even smiled briefly at his brother's preening when his commercial came on. It still wasn't enough to dissuade him, though.

Finally, Blaine couldn't take it anymore.

"I'm going to take a shower," he announced. Cooper nodded, but as Blaine went upstairs, Cooper watched him go. Blaine seemed normal but there was something he was concerned he was missing.

Once upstairs and in the bathroom, Blaine ran the water to cover up what he was about to do. Once the shower was running strong, Blaine dialed the once familiar number. His fingers didn't even fumble as he hit the numbers.

Blaine was directed to voicemail after a couple of rings. He wasn't expecting anything different from Kurt. He smiled to himself as he listened to Kurt's voice. Once it was his turn to speak, Blaine hesitated before he decided what he was going to say. It was short but that was all Blaine really wanted to begin with.

"Hey, Kurt. It was nice to hear your voice."

Then Blaine's trembling fingers hit the end button and the phone dropped to the ground. He was surprised when it didn't shatter. Then he remembered that there was a protective case around it. Oh well. The shattering of the phone would have been dramatic but it wasn't necessary.

Blaine knew where the pills where kept. He also knew that there were also some still left over from when he was recovering from his Sadie Hawkins ordeal. Since they were prescription medicines, Blaine had had to be extra careful at the time about taking the right dosage. Now he knew that they were the best for this particular job.

All it took was a few swallows.