Hi so this is my first Glee fanfiction and I haven't wrote anything for ages! However, I love Blaine and after re-watching The Break Up I am convinced that poor Blaine was raped by Eli. I mean look how anti-cheating he was when Kurt was texting Chandler and he was so depressed during Teenage Dream (I always cry at that scene). So I thought that I would try my hand at writing what would have happened if this was cannon. Please review as I tend to doubt my writing abilities and I know I'm not the best writer so any feedback/constructive criticism/(hopefully) nice comments are very welcome :) This will contain non-con and the aftermath of rape as well as bad language and violence/self-destructive behaviours. Please do not continue of this may trigger you.
Disclaimer: I do not own Glee. Glee is owned by Fox and Ryan Murphy and some other lovely people I am sure. Lyrics: Katy Perry Teenage Dream
You think I'm pretty without any make up on
You think I'm funny when I tell the punch line wrong.
Kurt will never want you. He won't think your pretty or laugh at your jokes. He will be disgusted at you. it was your own fault, why did you even speak to Him in the first place? You had other friends like Sam and Tina, but being the attention seeking 'whore' that you are meant that you went to hang out and ended up betraying the love of your life.
Kurt. He can never know... but he must know. You know that this makes you a hypocrite after how you handled the Chandler situation, because you have done even worse than that, sank even lower. The only way out is to tell beautiful, gentle, loving Kurt that someone else whispered in your ear, kissed your neck, caressed your skin... saw you at your most vulnerable. In your heart of hearts you know that the ever looming New York trip will be where your love story ends; where your heart will break.
Glee club the next day is blurry. Blaine sits in his own little world, without his bow tie and sporting hair that isn't gelled, oblivious to the world. 'It's funny how hard and fast you can fall overnight' he thinks to himself as he stares past Mr Schue at the front of the room. Out of the corner of his eye he sees Sam looking at him with concern, but Blaine can't bring himself to care. Ignoring Sam and the other members of the New Directions is easy enough, they have their own dramas to worry about, it's ignoring Kurts 'Good morning baby' texts and trying not to let the overwhelming urge to hear Kurt's voice overtake him. Blaine needs to get used to the silence. Not even singing was going to break it.
'Blaine... Blainey Days are you okay? We missed you at Glee today, where were you? Please ring me back, I need to fill you in with the Mike situation'
'Dude, you alive? You had best be as we need some serious Blam time bro!'
'B, it's me Kurt, but you knew that right? I'm sorry I missed our weekly Skype session but I'm so busy! I feel like I haven't heard your voice in forever! Please ring me back okay? I love you... don't forget that.'
'I love you to Kurt. I don't want you to hate me so maybe for now the silence is best', Blaine whispers into the ear of Margaret Thatcher dog whilst curling tighter into a ball on his bed. His parents were away visiting Cooper: not realising how much Blaine needed all three of the here to wake him from this nightmare. How he wished he could roll back the time so this week never happened, so he can still live his Teenage Dream with Kurt, to not know how it feels to open your mouth to scream and have nothing come out. Blaine felt like he was falling and the ground was no where in sight.