So this is basically me trying to get out everything that's happened to me lately, because it's been a lot. I'm combining what's happened with me, my girlfriend, my brother, and my girlfriend's friends. If you're a nosy person, PM me if you'd really like to know the whole story. I don't care, and if you ask me, I'll answer honestly.
My Tumblr is www . klaineratthedisco . tumblr . com (without the spaces, obviously)
I don't own Glee or any of it's characters, nor do I own...let's just go with I don't own anything except this plot line, except for the canon stuff. Deal?
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My name's Bailey. Bailey Anderson. I'm Blaine's younger sister. This is the story of Blaine and Kurt. Now you know everything that's happened to them, how they got together, how they said 'I love you' to each other, et cetera. But this is more of what happened to them after.
Now, I now how Blaine is. He is very, very supportive, passionate, loving, caring, but he also puts on a facade. Like he's not scared. Like he is confident. When in reality, he's not. He has confidence in some things, but ever since what that old school did to him, he's had trouble.
I'll tell you about myself, it comes in handy as the story unravels. I'm thirteen years old. I'm bisexual, but I'm not out to many people. Just Blaine, James (my 15 year old brother, he's in between me and Blaine), my girlfriend, Maeley (Mae for short), and my friends Alyana, Eden, Rylie, and Vinny. I love to sing. I play flute and guitar. I love Harry Potter with all my heart, I don't care if I'm in the Twilight generation, I've in every form and way been raised with Harry Potter. I have a wide music spectrum. My iPod goes from Broadway to Panic! At The Disco to A7x (Avenged Sevenfold). Panic! At The Disco is my favorite band in the history of eternity. Nothing more to it.
Alright, enough about me, on with the story. (I'll change point of view from time to time, it all depends on how I feel like writing. Blaine says I'm lazy. That's probably why.)
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My parents have never liked Blaine very much. It's not because he's gay, either. Hell, my uncle's gay, and my family was fine with it. They just never liked him. The only time they were emotionally kind to him was on his birthday, Christmas, and whenever they were all around extended family. They didn't abuse him in any way, but they were never emotionally there. And a kid like Blaine needs that emotional backing. I tried, but what can a thirteen year old girl do, right? I talked to James about it, and he said he didn't notice.
They never came to any of Blaine's performances. Not when they were fifteen minutes away.
They drove across the country to see James in marching band.
How could he not notice something like that? Blaine needed that emotional backing. That's why I was so thrilled when Blaine told me that he and Kurt were dating.
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December 2nd.
The date brings chills down my spine. It was arugably the worst day of my life.
Blaine was upstairs, hopefully having phone sex with Kurt, while I was in the living room catching up on Psych.
I heard the earsplitting scream. Blaine ran out of his room, into the hallway to see the source of it. I ran up the stairs, and looked at him.
"Are you alright?" He asked me
"I'm fine. Where did that come from?"
"I think-" as Blaine was finishing his sentence, our mother came out of James' room, a disheveled look on her face.
Blaine and I walked past her, only to see James, lying on his bed, with a bloodshed line carved down his left forearm, dead.
A\N dun dun dun! What happens next? What shall it be? Hmm? Well, wait. Review please! :)