AN: HEY GUYS, I KNOW I KNOW I SHOULD BE WORKING ON "HIGH ANXIETY" AND BELIEVE I AM BUT RIGHT NOW I HAD THIS STORY IN MY HEAD FOR A FEW WEEKS NOW THAT WOULDN'T SHUT UP AND LEAVE ME ALONE. LMAO! :))

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A COUPLE THINGS TO NOTE: IN REGARDING TO THIS STORY, DALTON NEVER HAPPENED WHICH MEANS KURT NEVER MEETS BLAINE SO HE ISN'T IN THIS. ALSO THE SUICIDE ISN'T IN THIS EITHER. OH AND PROM NEVER HAPPENED AS WELL. BUT THE KISS DID HAPPEN BUT ALL WILL BE EXPLAINED LATER. THIS IS COMPLETELY AU. I WORKED REALLY HARD ON THIS TO MAKE THIS PERFECT SO PLEASE IF YOU CAN LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK, THOUGHTS CONCERNS OR QUESTIONS YOU MAY HAVE? THEY WOULD GREATLY BE APPRECIATED. I DON'T OWN GLEE. :) I WISH BUT AT LAST I DON'T :(

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A Long Time Coming

Chapter 1

"Yo, Azimio, wanna play "Resident Evil"? Or any game where I can kill you?"

Dave calls out while he smirks mischievously at his long time best friend Azimio Adams, who in return says nothing but flips Dave the bird, which was Azimio's way of saying "Sure Dave". Azimio was weird that way.

Azimio just came from the kitchen with soda and maybe about four or five different chips bags, clutched in his hands so the boys could have something to chow down on. Since neither knew how to cook for themselves they would have to settle for junk food and microwavable pizza. Dave was astounded at how Azimio managed to carry all that stuff and flip him off all at the same time.

Dave was messing around and his best friend knew this. This was there thing- to give each other shit all the time.

It was a good distraction, playing games with his best friend not focused on the shitty day Dave was having. It was currently Saturday afternoon; they were in Dave's basement with a TV and a couch where Dave was sitting. Which is pretty much is all that was down there except maybe piles of newspapers and different various other crap that needed to be thrown away.

There was nothing to do but play video games. Dave was bored, plain and simple. Living in Lima was boring, plain and simple. At least to Dave, there was literally nothing to do in a town like Ohio.

He invited his long time best friend since they were in diapers over just so he could try to itch away the boredom he was feeling.

Dave's dad Paul Karofsky was at work so the boys had the house to themselves.

"Dude, kill that fucking Zombie on the right!"

Dave screams profanities at the TV screen totally consumed in "Resident Evil", not making any eye contact with his friend sitting beside him on Dave's small beige sofa, though it was clear he was talking Azimio- with them being the only ones in the room.

His head is clearer as he jammed his fingers hard on the controller, jerking his body every which way. It was kind of difficult to move around on such a tiny couch with two hefty football players sitting on it making them look like giants. Dave made it work.

"I am you fool! Wait get your shot gun and blast that motherfucker! Dave!"

Azimio hollers back over the ear splitting volume of the TV, he struggles to kill the Zombie in the game they were playing.

Azimio wasn't as good as Dave was when it came to Resident Evil or any other game they played together.

That didn't matter; he liked playing with his friend because Dave never ever made fun of his best friend for sucking so bad. He wasn't that terrible, he just isn't great as Dave. Dave was the quote on quote the "Shit" when it came to any game they ever played together, according to Azimio.

He hardly ever died on every single different game, and was good at figuring out puzzles also finding humanly impossibly difficult stuff hidden very well. It has been that way ever since they were kids. Dave was smart when it came to stuff like this.

The two teenage boys loved all kinds of video games as long as it had blood and gore they were down for anything. There obsession though had always been and always will be "Resident Evil", they don't know exactly what is about it but they love it a lot.

Dave being the "Master" at these game matches irked Azimio to no end because of his competitive side always wants to show Dave who is boss. Dave was aware of his friends jealously and is cocky enough to throw it in his face from time to time.

It was all for fun though, Nothing serious ever went beyond it.

"Dave, would you help a brotha' out? Man! Help me kill this bitch!"

His screams go louder as he feels himself get more and more frustrated. Dave does nothing letting Azimio figure it out how to do it himself for once. He wasn't trying to be a dick but he was sort of done helping Z, whenever they played.

Also his memory of his crappy day is slowly creeping back into his mind distracting him from the game mission at hand. He couldn't be bothered to pretend that everything was okay anymore when it clearly wasn't. He couldn't kid himself. Nothing was ever gonna be okay, no amount of video game playing or anything could distract what he had been trying to avoid.

Azimio sees what Dave is doing and was about to go off about how Dave should have helped when Azimio pressed various buttons on the game controller than out of nowhere there it was… a few heart stopping seconds later the Zombie had been killed.

Azimio couldn't believe his eyes; He'd finally done it. He had done what was nearly impossible for him to do over the years because he was usually dead by now, he would die early in the game. That wasn't the case this time. He is overwhelmed at this point, it may have been silly to everyone who didn't understand him, and he didn't give a shit. Azimio was proud of himself.

He has a grin so big that it could brighten the saddest of soul's moods, except Dave of course.

Azimio goes to high five Dave but his friend was in his own world. Not looking at Azimio but the TV. Not paying any mind to the paused video game but almost through the TV as if it were invisible, like it wasn't even there. He is having such a down right shitty day it's impossible to focus on anything else. When Dave offered to play the game he was really stoked but once he got into it, he couldn't focus; it was like he was going through the motions. Dave wants to go run up to his room, away from everything, away from his best friend that way no one not even Azimio could see tears that are threatening to pour out. He doesn't do that, he can't do that to his friend but he can't talk or let his friend know something is wrong. He has no idea what to do. He stays on his couch gripping the couch's arm tightly fighting back the lump in his throat. He's so frustrated and furious at why he won't allow himself to share why he's behaving this way he has the urge to scream his head off. Dave is so convinced that once he shares that he just wants to cry and cry Z would think he was a pussy. They were so supposed to be "Manly" and "Manly" men don't cry or let it show that they are weak.

He can't let anyone in, not now or ever. It's too hard.

"Dave, playa how did you kill all those zombies so easily man?!"

Azimio looks up at the paused game still glowing from his win. He didn't notice that Dave was disconnected, barely paying mind to anything around him.

"Dave?"

Azimio looks over to his buddy suddenly concerned at how quiet Dave was being.

Still nothing, no noise just the sound of Dave's breathing which sounded labored and wheezy.

"Dave, talk to me bro. I know something is wrong. Come on man, you're starting to scare me. What's the matter? Is it your dad?" Azimio asks more attentively turning his attention toward Dave who still isn't even aware Azimio is talking to him.

"Dude whatever you got going on man, I'm here for you. You know that."

Azimio speaks the truth and from the heart. He would always be there for Dave no matter what. He wished his friend could get it through his thick skull that he wasn't going anywhere.

"I'm fine, drop it Z."

Dave snaps his voice above a whisper which clearly shows that he wasn't even convinced of his own lie.

"Bullshit! You clearly ain't okay and I wanna know what the fuck? You were fine a minute ago and everything was all chill but then you got real quiet now something is up. Tell me."

Azimio searches anything to let him know what he wanted to know but Dave's face was unreadable. Which meant one thing and that was that Dave's guard was up.

And once his guard is up there is no one way of getting through to him. Azimio knew him for a long time, he knew these things. He knew his friend inside out or at least he thought he did. But these past few weeks not just today Azimio grew aware of Dave's odd behavior. Hell Dave doesn't even slushy or bother the Glee kids anymore. He hasn't for weeks, especially not Kurt Hummel who Dave used to love going after. He doesn't even do that anymore. He clearly didn't know Dave as well as he once thought.

"I'm telling you Z, I am all right please drop it okay"

Dave warns Azimio again gripping the couch tighter not wanting to fight his friend so grips it so he won't lose control. He'd never hurt his best friend it was just the way he was feeling.

"I bet if I were Kurt you'd tell me then am I right?"

Azimio having had enough of the crap going on in front of him shoots back angrily. He found it weird that not only has Dave stop harassing Hummel but they started to be cool with each other for a few weeks now. Azimio wanted to leave it alone and not question until Dave was ready to tell him why the change of heart to longer make Hummel's life hell. Azimio thought it was a joke when Dave told him he no longer thought it was good idea to fuck with Kurt or his glee club. When he found out Dave wasn't joking he decided to drop it. He didn't want to question his friend or his motive.

Now was a different story, He was angry-No make that furious and okay fine a little jealous of how he would close himself off to Azimio but not Kurt Hummel. They weren't close as he and Dave were supposed to be. Hummel wasn't in there circle of popular kids, He was a glee kid nerd. A loser, a part of a loser choir club. They danced around like gay monkeys and were very uncool.

Kurt didn't have the social status that was reserved for Cheerios and popular jocks such as Dave and Azimio. So Azimio didn't really understand why Dave was suddenly drawn to Kurt. What was it that those two were keeping from him?

"Know what fuck you Z!"

Dave is up on his feet in a flash-make that in a rage as he tosses his controller hard on the hardwood floor. Surprisingly it didn't break despite the loud noise it made.

"Hey, what the hell is wrong with you?"

Azimio is on his feet as he backs away from a red faced Dave. Dave is boiling with fear, frustration, anger and sadness. He can't control how mad he is getting himself. Why did Azimio have to bring up Kurt's name? He can't deal with this right now. He has to do something so he won't think about Hummel.

"Get out!"

Dave yells louder than he is meaning to be. He can't even recognize his own voice with how deep and booming it is.

"What? Dave-I'm sorry can we talk-" Az quickly tries to take control of the situation but is losing the battle so fast he's surprised his head isn't spinning.

"Get the fuck out now! Don't ever say that name or talk about him to me again! Get out Z or I will throw you out myself!"

Dave screams until he can't anymore. He's so tired; he can't deal with his emotions. It is all taking its toll on him.

Azimio wasn't gonna get through his friend today so he decides to leave his friend be. No matter how painful it was to leave his friend like that. He didn't want to start another argument so he listens to Dave and quietly leaves upstairs. But believe him this thing with Dave was far from over and Azimio was gonna get to the root of why Dave's behavior has changed in a matter of weeks or why he has been acting weird no matter what he has to do fish it out of him.

A few seconds later when Azimio leaves and Dave hears the upstairs front door shut, indicating that his friend had left. Dave lets it go, all the anger that has been building up not just today but for years. He puts his face on his couch cushion and sobs helplessly into it. With no one being around to see him this way he doesn't care he lets it out. This continues on for a few moments until Dave's shoulders stop shaking and he collects himself.

"I'm sorry Z, you can't know. No one can ever know"

Dave hiccups as he looks around the empty basement talking to no one wishing he could say this directly to his friend.

AN: IT'S SHORT I KNOW BUT I WANTED TO BUILD SUSPENSE FOR WHAT IS TO COME IN FUTURE CHAPTERS. AS ALWAYS LET ME KNOW IF THIS IS GOOD ENOUGH TO CONTINUE PLEASE? PLEASE REVIEW, THEY ARE LOVELY AND GREATLY APPRECIATED. PLEASE BE KIND. THANKS AND HAVE A NICE DAY. PEACE OUT AND UNTIL NEXT TIME PEACE :)