AN: Okay, so the break up really hit me hard. Not the fact that they Klaine broke up, because of course they didn't (DO NOT DISTURB MY BUBBLE OF PEACE). I hated that they didn't get any closure. At all. So I decided to give tham closure. I think that the fact glee has moved to broader horizons has given it the chance to move past all the horrible issues that teens face and move on to some life lessons that adults should learn.
((Hugs because there shall be angst))
Thomas and Eliza Anderson were a perfect, rich, happy couple. Their older son Cooper was about to make it big in Hollywood and their younger son Blaine was about to graduate high school as the Senior Class President. They lived in a big house and everything seemed to be falling in to place – for the most part. The fact that Blaine was gay couldn't really faze them, because all that mattered was that Blaine was healthy, right?
That's why they weren't prepared for what they came home to on November 1st, 2012. It had been a charity event. It had gone on for longer than the Andersons had expected. When they came home, they thought Blaine would have already tucked himself in. It was hard to say they weren't surprised when they found a light from upstairs still shining when they got home. That light was coming from Blaines room, so Eliza sent Thomas off to prepare for bed as she checked to make sure that her youngest was getting his rest.
"Blaine?" She called softly as she knocked on his already open door. Not seeing him anywhere in his room, she decided to check the adjoining bathroom. Her steps seemed to creak a little more on the floorboards as she made her way across his room, and as Eliza slowly pushed the bathroom door open she saw the blood.
She screamed.
((More hugs))
A little less than four weeks earlier
Blaine ghosted his hands over the piano keys. How could he do such a thing? He didn't even know the guy. Just a random friend request that had showed up on facebook. He pressed on a few of the ivories. Of course, things hadn't gotten as intimate as he had let on. They had made out, Eli had gotten shirtless, but before they could go any further Blaine knew he had to stop. He had been repulsed with himself. He was still repulsed with himself. He though that it would make him feel just a little less alone, but it did exactly the opposite. He was alone in his own mind, it seem like all of his actions were just disembodied from himself. Like he didn't even know who he was any more. Blaine scoffed.
Maybe there is something wrong with me. Blaines hands found themselves banging on the piano keys. He halted, worrying that someone would hear him and not give a damn. It had been like that for a while. Of course, the New Directions were still his friends, but they knew what he had done. They weren't trying to help. Sometimes he got a sympathetic glance from Tina. Or an understanding glance from Finn, But that was nothing when compared to the judging glances he got from Unique and the just plain out confused glances he got from Joe.
Glances, glances, glances. What is in these glances? Just pity. Just pity. Like I always get. It was times like these when all of his past, all his mistakes came flooding back to him. And he deserved it.
I deserved it.
((Huggles))
I know, I know. It's pretty sketchy. I'm just getting used to this fic, but I promise you I have some ideas that I hope you'll like. R&R, please?