Title : Pain
Rating : T (for language)
Full Description : When finally confronted with the truth, Kurt realizes how blind he has been to the reality that's been present right on front of him and questions whether life's truly worth it.
Disclaimer : I do not own glee or anything related to it. If I did Kurt would get a lot more screen time and not be so miserable all the time.

This is Pain.

Pain.

It was a feeling that Kurt was accustomed to. Pain, it seemed was somewhat attracted to him, in all forms. He felt physical pain when he got bullied; bruises littered his usually flawless, pale skin. However no amount of physical pain could amount to the emotional thrashing he suffered for the past year. He is by no means an emotionally weak person just the opposite actually, however there was only so much hurt a person can bear. He felt like his very being was being destroyed from within, piece by piece and eventually there would be nothing left besides a shadow of a former force to be reckoned with.

When he got tossed into the background like a freaking prop during glee, being forced to sing backing vocals, he barely ever got the chance to be in the spotlight. How was he supposed to be a seasoned performer when he barely had any idea of what it was like to have center stage? Was his singing really that atrocious? He asked himself, usually he would convince himself that he was good enough, however some days was harder than others. He felt unwanted, like a waste of space and none of his so called friends seemed to notice. They were too busy wrapped up in their own drama to ever spare a glance in his direction.

After last year's embarrassing loss at regionals, Kurt made a promise to himself. His sophomore year would be different. Yes, it was different, however not in the good way. He was bullied worse and ignored more. He was miserable.

Then like a prince on a white stallion came along his so called savior, Blaine Anderson, Golden boy, Perfect Extraordinaire. He was his confidant, his new everything.

After weeks of dancing around each other, Blaine proposing a relationship to another man, kissing Kurt's ex glee club teammate and practically declining Kurt's confession of love, Blaine finally pulled his head out of his butt crack and realized that all that he could ever want was always right in front of him. In the angel faced countertenor.

The next few weeks were the best time of Kurt's life. He felt like he was the heroine in every corny romantic movie he could think of and strangely he was ok with that, more than ok he was over the moon. They did everything together not metaphorically; actually they were attached to the hip. From watching cheesy romantic flicks to holding hands and walking at the beach in the evenings (when it was usually less occupied). They were inseparable, when you saw one of them; you knew the other was somewhere nearby. However it is said a bond is no stronger than its weakest link, which said link being Blaine.

Hi guys, this is my first story. So please go easy on me. I don't mind criticism; it only makes me want to do better but no flaming please. That hurts. Please Read and Review so that I know if this is actually any good.