NOT OKAY
Chapter 1
Blaine was devastated when he arrived back from New York after telling Kurt of his infidelity. He trembled as he walked into his house tear tracks staining his cheeks. The house was dark and cold- not surprising considering his parents were once again off traveling the world. He slowly climbed the stairs to his bed room- stripping solemnly when he crossed the threshold and grabbing his old Dalton sweats before lying down on his bed burying his head in his pillow.
The night seemed to drag on as he tossed and turned- sleep eluding him. All too soon it was 5am and time to dress for school and make the nearly two hour drive to McKinley. Blaine had no idea what the day would bring. He was certain people would know about what he had done to Kurt and he feared their reactions.
Refusing to delay the inevitable any longer he dressed for school. Not really caring about style he grabbed a pair of black skinny jeans and a purple sweater. Soon enough he was in his car the radio off so he wouldn't be got off guard by song that reminded him of Kurt. Not that the silence helped considering everything reminded him of Kurt.
When he pulled into the school's parking lot he simply sat for a while. His chest was so tight with anxiety he felt he could barely breathe. After around ten minutes of simply trying to breathe he finally worked up enough courage to make it into the school.
Luck was not with him and his entrance into the school was met with an ice cold slushy. The feeling of the cold hitting him was the last straw for the broken boy and his overstressed body simply started to shut down. It started with a small tremble that soon became nearly seizure like. His backpack fell to the ground and soon he was on his knees desperately gulping for air as his shocked system caused him to hyperventilate.
A pair of hands reached out to him and he cried out in desperation shrinking away his mind to riddled with fear to process that the hands might be there to help.
It was too much and in mercy his mind finally shut down and darkness became his existence.
When Blaine next awoke he found himself swallowed up by a haze of fluorescent lights and the sound of a steady beep. Hospital his still rattled brain informed him.
As awareness returned he began to look around the room surprised to notice he wasn't alone. A mop of bleach blond hair occupied a chair by his bed and was lazily flipping through a magazine.
Blaine shifted slightly in the bed and the movement caught the blonde's attention.
"Hey man- welcome back."
"What happened?" Blaine croaked out his voice hoarse from lack of use.
"Doc says it was a panic attack." Sam stated bluntly.
"Oh..." Blaine whispered his pale cheeks flaring red in embarrassment.
"Don't stress it. Finn caught me up to speed- seems like you have a lot going on."
"I understand if you don't want to be here. I know Kurt was your friend first- you don't have to feel obligated just cause your VP"
"Please bro. VP or no I'm your friend. I don't understand what happened but I'm not gonna abandon you specially not in a hospital. People mess up- that's life, can't change it can only learn from mistakes and move on."
Hearing the reassuring words Blaine found his cheeks once more being covered in tears.
"Ah man don't cry." Sam said worried he had upset Blain again.
"I don't deserve your kindness." Blaine managed to get out between heart breaking sobs.
"None of that talk man- of course you do." Sam said moving closer to Blain and laying a hand on his shoulder in hopes of cheering him up.
"What's going on here?" A sudden voice interrupted as a nurse walked in.
"If you are upsetting Mr. Anderson here I will have you removed."
"No please." Blaine whispered out grabbing Sam's hand as if to anchor him.
"Alright then hun try and relax then take some deep breaths I really don't want to have to medicate you again." The nurse responded a look of compassion and confusion marring her face as she was unsure of the cause of his distress.
"He's worried no one cares for him." Sam explained sensing her confusion.
"Well son that simply can't be the case- this young man has been here for quite some time as have a whole herd of other teens." The nurse assured.
Blaine's eyes portrayed clearly his disbelief at that thought.
"It's true" Sam stated "Mr. Shuester, Mrs. Pillsbury, Brittany, Tina and even Finn have all stopped by. It's Tuesday. You sort of slept through Monday after everything apparently the sedative they gave you combined with what the doctor said was a case of low blood sugar and exhaustion knocked you for a loop."
"Oh…" Blaine whispered once more.
"He's right." The nurse stated. "In fact your blood sugar is one of the reason's I came in here. Now that you're awake we want to try and get some real food in you. Looks like you've lost weight recently and you can't really afford to lose any more. So what are you interested in trying and before you say it nothing is not an option."
"Umm something light then. Maybe some soup." Blaine replied not wanting to anger the compassionate nurse by refusing food.
"Soup we can do. Let me get some vitals on you then we'll see about that soup."
Blaine allowed the nurse to go about taking his temperature and blood pressure- noticing a slight shake in her head. Apparently so did Sam since he spoke up.
"What's wrong?"
"Oh… probably nothing his blood pressure is a little elevated but that is probably the stress still. His temp too is a bit higher then we'd prefer so we may watch that but it too could just be a combination of exhaustion and stress."
The boys nodded their understanding and then watched as the nurse retreated to get Blaine some food.
"So man you want to do something- we could talk or watch TV or I don't know sing?"
Blaine chuckled a little at the last suggestion. "Maybe just TV for now?" Blaine offered not really ready to talk.
"Cool bro."
And with that the two friends settled in to see what boring soap operas they could find as they waited for food and answers.