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This is a WIP. My first real fic but I have a lot of ideas for it. The first two chapters are basically prologue chapters! Since I'm new to this PLEASE give me constructive criticism!
There were three prominent times Blaine remembered in which Kurt Hummel saved his life.
The first was in November of 2011, Blaine's sophomore year of high school and his first full semester at Dalton. It was an average day, the sun was out, students murmured in the hallways, and Blaine kept to himself. The final class of the day had just let out and Blaine was headed down to Dalton Glee Club rehearsal was still remaining. He was loved by his Warblers, after all they were the closest thing to role models he had in his life. But he couldn't even bring himself to tell them that he planned to have his final rehearsal today. For some unknown reason, Blaine couldn't see past his past. It had controlled his life, even though the torment that still to this day made Blaine flinch at the touch was long gone. The physical pain was gone, but the emotional pain and fear would never leave. He was lost and scared, but that wasn't the thing that brought him to the state he was in. It was being tired. Blaine was constantly exhausted, with nobody or nothing to look forward to in the future. Blaine just wanted to be happy, or even more so than that to bring joy to somebody else's life. He wanted to matter. But he just didn't. And he rather just not be than to fail.
It wasn't a surprise that when Blaine heard someone call out, "Excuse me," that he flashed back to the days to when anyone addressed him that it quickly turned into him being thrust into the wall. But when he heard those words, paranoia of maybe somebody knowing what Blaine had planned to do that also clashed with his fear and resulted in confusion. The only sensible thing Blaine could do was turn around and begrudgingly face whatever was going to come to him. After all, it was most surely going to be the last time Blaine would have to endure it. But when he turned around, Blaine didn't see a familiar face with concern for Blaine's grievances, nor did he see eyes raging with hatred that could not be contained, but he saw that same fear and that same paranoia in the beautiful boy's crystal green eyes. Blaine's heart instantly changed. The moment he saw the boy, he relaxed. Blaine felt at home and he didn't even know this kid. But in the midst of his beauty, Blaine also could see that he felt the same way Blaine did. Alone, scared, paranoid, and just waiting. Waiting for something better. Blaine had his epiphany. He didn't have to "not be", he could exist, and Blaine could bring happiness into this boy's life. Maybe the boy could bring happiness into Blaine's. Everything had changed and Blaine didn't know exactly what it was, but he was on the way to pure joy. As energy pulsed through his body for the first time in years, Blaine had a sense that everything wasn't so hopeless anymore.