Chapter 1: Tears of Sorrow

The paramedics rushed through the double door, shouting for the doctors. With the paramedics, lay two young men. Both of the men were bleeding heavily and look seriously injured to the point that they look like they only had minutes left. Suddenly, a door bust open and a flood of doctors and nurse rushed towards the two stretchers. They yelled out commands and suggestions over each other before ultimately whisking them away to confirm the damage that had been done.

A minute later, another ambulance pulled up, but the lights were off, signing that the life was already lost.

Somewhere in the hospital, two hearts pounded out the same rhythm as they held on.

*flashback*

One man was driving alone, still upset over the massive fight he and his family had. The man wiped the tears away, but they continued down his face. Impulsively, he ran his hand through his thick black curls in agitation. His parents had high hopes, and he had failed, yet again. Damn it! He had tried so hard but nothing he ever did was good enough. Blaine shook his head as his car came to a standstill at a stop sign. Right now, he just wanted to go home. Wherever home was. Lately, home seemed like an inappropriate word for his spacious apartment. Blaine shook his head once more as he pushed down the pedal to get his car moving.

Another man, was also driving alone. Contrary to Blaine, he was sobbing for a different reason. Kurt was sobbing because he had just broken up with the most horrible man to walk the Earth. The man, Tyler, had completely disregarded his feelings and his opinions since the beginning off their relationship. Kurt honestly didn't know why he ever got together with him. As horrible as Tyler was, and as frighten of him as Kurt was, Kurt never let him pressure him into doing anything. Whenever Tyler had tried, it only resulted in a slap to the face. They had only been going out for 6 months, so there was no way in hell Kurt was going to let Tyler take his firsts away from him. All Tyler took was his first kiss. Even that was a mistake. As Kurt pulled up to a red light, he made sure to check that no one was coming, so he could take a right turn. All he saw was a lone car that was beginning to drive straight so he continued on his way.

Suddenly, Kurt heard a loud crash and he turned his head to see the car that he had thought had passed him come straight towards him. The car was being pushed towards him by another car. Then, the cars collided. All that either men in the cars could see was the darkness that was taking over their visions, swallowing them whole.

The three car were unrecognizable. They were damaged beyond repair. Within ten minutes, another car had driven by and had quickly paused to investigate. The driver had seen the destruction, and they quickly dialed 911. The driver waited for an ambulance, but once an ambulance arrived, they quickly sped off, unable to watch the blood travel across the pavement.

In one car, lay Blaine. His dark curls were now matted with blood. His tan skin, now marred with slices from the glass.

In another car, was Kurt. His perfectly coiffed hair was in ruins and stained with blood. His pale skin was interrupted by long cuts from the shattered windows.

The third man, was lying in the road. Their head rolled to the side, eyes glassy. There was no hope for the man. But there was hope for Kurt and Blaine.

A/N: Yeah, in case this wasn't obvious, it's my first story ever. So review so I can make it better! Thanks! And yes, it's a story. I don't know how many chapters yet. So stay tuned.