How long does it take a person to realize nobody cares?

For me, it was when Kurt went off to New York. In the New Directions, I always had Kurt. I was friendly with everyone else, but not in the same way that they were with my *gulp* ex-boyfriend. Brittany would probably be my closest friend, but she's pretty clueless.

I would be standing in the hallway, when a jock would come up behind me and slam me into a locker. As my vision blurred, I often noticed Joe maybe, or Sam and Tina glance at me and avert their eyes. Apparently, they didn't give a rat's ass about me. Why would they? I was just Kurt's fag boyfriend.

Kurt was off in New York, living his dream. Whenever we would Skype, it was only "New York is so amazing" or "I'm so glad that I'm here". He didn't even really care that I won senior class president.

He said, word for word, "That's nice. Isabelle said…"

So my major accomplishment –that I did just to get his attention, might I add- meant nothing to him. It was just a quick little tidbit. I didn't even get to tell him something that was really bothering me. Whenever I tried, he would cut me off.

I guess it doesn't matter how alone I feel. How I feel like he's slipping away. How my father hit me.

That's right; my father came home one night and punched me in the face. He said that I was a dirty little faggot who repulsed everyone around me. I wasn't his son anymore. I kind of assumed that I could talk to Kurt about that, and that he would listen. Nope, the big city is just too exciting to talk about my little issues.

Then I did something that I'm not proud of. I cheated. It wasn't alright. I still hate myself for it. I lost Kurt and the little respect that I had from the NDs. They became the bullies. Marley, Jake, Ryder, and Kitty really didn't care, but they're the newbies. Sam went so far as to punch me in the face. Tina shunned me, as well as Artie and Sugar.

I'm just so alone. Kurt point blank refused to answer my calls or text. It kills me, it really does. I am such a horrible person. Though if you think about it, every time someone else cheated, they were all there for each other. Why am I different? I made a mistake. Am I really that loathsome?

I'm just holding on for college. I've heard that it's a better place for those who hate high school. I can put up with all of the stares, glares, pushes, punches, and abuse until college. Right?

First Glee fic, though I've read many before. It killed me to put Blaine down like that, with the homophobic language. Don't get me wrong, I'm a major Klainer. Best couple ever. I just love Blangst. Read and review please!