Hey everyone, I'm back!

So I have been planning this for a while and decided to knock up a basic plot line for myself last night.

I always write best when I write from my own experiences, so this story will be as realistic as I can muster. I must warn you that this story deals with themes of suicide, self-harm, violence, abuse. If you can't handle that, I suggest you leave right now.

This was going to be my first Klaine story, BUT I wrote these two chapters and decided that I didn't want to go any further with it.

Silence,
and the sound of sweet sorrow,
as my heart relinquishes its

Last

Soft

Beats.

And my life draws to an end.

The pills,
the wondrous means of my destruction
their bitter poison coursing my veins
as my heart draws slowly to a halt

I

Am

Gone.

And my destiny is fulfilled.

I wish that seeing my cold lifeless body like this
would change the way they see the world,
change the way they think,
challenge them.

But

I'm

Wrong.

I am only a corpse. I am nothing.

Nothing anymore, but the shell of my former self.

Blaine snapped his phone closed after writing the short message to himself and saving it as a draft so he can come back to it another time.

He rolled over in his bed and glanced over at the glowing red clock.

3:56

Blaine really didn't understand it.

He just couldn't sleep, no matter how hard he tried. He could usually only get about 4 hours of sleep in before he had to get up again. No matter what time he went to bed, he would just lie there for hours, tossing and turning, trying not to think about the awful thoughts about suicide and self-harm that invaded his mind for hours.

The only way he could even attempt to try to sleep was to write down his thoughts in notes in his mobile and read them as he readied himself for school in the morning.

After eventually falling asleep at 4:15, Blaine was woken by his alarm at 7:45. He had to get up straight away to have time to get to school by 8:30 to meet his friends. He showered, put on a carefully chosen outfit, grabbed an apple from the kitchen table and said a quick goodbye to his mother and younger brother, ignoring his father completely.

He walked along the picturesque street down to the alley he discovered the second day of school, after discovering that his main bully from middle school walked the same way as he was supposed to.

Blaine walked to school, trying his hardest to keep his casual demeanour even though he knew what was waiting for him when he arrived at school.

He cut across a park and went down a few streets filled with identical houses, luscious green trees, and immaculate emerald green lawns.

He eventually reached the street his school was on and readied himself for the impending danger that was awaiting him at the gates.

His school was a set of towering grey blocks of concrete, guarded by a long, imposingly tall grey fence. It was a vast complex of buildings as it housed both the local middle school and high school and the occupants would constantly interact.

"Cover your assholes boys! Faggots on his way!"

"I think I can smell the shit on his dick from here!"

"Nah Rhys, he takes it up the ass, doesn't he! He is just some filthy cockslut whore."

Blaine pretended not to notice the group of boys from his school as he walked through the large wrought iron gates guarding the complex.

"Where do you think you're going so fast? Don't think you can leave us that easy."

"Nate, you sure you shouldn't put on some gloves before you touch him. You might catch the gay… or aids… or some faggy shit like that."

"Nah, I'll be right."

Nate grabbed the knot of Blaine's red McQueen scarf and flung him against the cold dull metal of the high fence, the metal creating long bruises on the pale skin of Blaine's back and leaving red marks on his neck and scalp, marks that were covered by his thick, curly black hair that hung down to his shoulders.

He tried futilely to push himself off the fence, but he had neither the strength nor the willpower to do it anymore as this had become a regular occurrence and he knew what was going to come next.

At the start of the abusive bullying, Blaine had been mad and angry, he felt hurt. But as it became commonplace over the first year of high school for these such beatings to occur, Blaine became used to it and it only made him sad now.

Eventually the boys got bored with tormenting Blaine and went off to go join their friends.

Blaine straightened up his jacket, it was only just getting to the middle of winter and he would still be able to wear his scarves and coats that covered the many cuts and bruises, both self inflicted and inflicted by the rituals of daily torment, that cover the young man's body.

Blaine hurried off to join his small group of friends and fell into conversation about the upcoming Sadie Hawkins dance.

"So Blaine… I know girls are supposed to ask the guys to go… But I was wondering, since you are the only other out guy I know and you're my best friend… D-do you w-want to go to the dance with me."

Ty was a bundle of nerves when he asked Blaine, Blaine could tell it from the look in his deep green eyes. Blaine knew that Ty had been having issues at home and with the bullies, so he could understand why Ty was nervous about going to the dance with another guy.

"Ty, I don't know why you're so nervous about asking me, but I'd love to go with you… Do you want to come over after school and spend the weekend discussing options? It's next Friday, so we only have a week. But we can make it work."

"Uh… Sure Blaine, I'll be over at around 4 I guess. You sure your dad won't mind me being there? I know he isn't much a fan of gay…"

"Don't worry Ty, he is going away at lunch time to Aruba for a week for a 'business trip', so it'll be fine. We can choose what to wear for the event and we can watch movies and eat junk food and chat. That's what best friends are for right?" Blaine grinned at the slightly taller boy.

"That'll be fantastic Blaine. I can't wait." Ty grinned back. "I have to go to English, I'll see you at lunch, yeah?"

"Yeah Ty. See you then."

Their eyes held contact for what would've been considered an awkwardly long time as they parted ways for the day.

The day went rather smoothly, Blaine was only shoved into a set of lockers twice and was able to catch himself on the railing as he was tripped down the stairs.

The only real hiccup was at lunch time when he discovered Ty just staring at his reflection in the dirty bathroom mirror.

Blaine waited for Ty to notice him standing there, but for the first couple of minutes, he didn't notice a thing.

"Ty." Blaine said loudly across the room.

Ty jumped up and span around to face Blaine, a look of terror in his eyes, a look that softened as he recognised the familiar face of his best friend. But the look of terror still remained as his eyes began to well up with tears.

Blaine rushed across the room and engulfed Ty in a huge hug. A warm tear fell from Tys cheek and landed softly on Blaine's scarf.

Ty flinched as Blaine rubbed his hands comfortingly up Ty's back.

"Ty, show me your back." Blain said in a commanding, yet soft, tone of voice.

Ty lightly pulled Blaine into a cubicle and slowly lifted the blue and white knitted jumper and undershirt from his skin.

Blaine gasped as he saw the criss-crossing welts on Ty's back.

"How the hell did they do that to you!" Blaine asked angrily.

"Well, it seems they were testing a new method on me, they took some of those huge elastic strips from the science department and one of them holds each end and they stand about a yard apart and a third one pulls it back like a rubber band and flick you with it. They had me up against a wall and got a few shots in before I managed to escape." Ty said nonchalantly.

"That is horrifying!" Blaine gushed "Just think about the weekend we are going to have and how fantastic it will be. Remember, courage."

Ty's eyes lit up as Blaine said the word 'courage'. The word that had come to be Blaine's signature word always made Ty feel better.

The bell rang for class and the sounds of people dragging their feet and slamming lockers filled the air.

"See you later then." Blaine said, cutting the gaze they were sharing to a sudden end.

Both boys left the bathroom, causing people to sneer at them in disgust and joke about Blaine being loose enough that he could still walk properly straight afterwards.

Blaine raced around his room, removing all traces of grossness. He threw the worn pairs of underwear that were strewn across the ground into a basket by his door.

The doorbell rang, and Blaine excitedly rushed down the stairs to greet Ty. Ty was carrying a big green duffel bag, the same colour as his eyes, Blaine noticed.

Blaine led Ty by the hand to his room and threw Ty's duffel onto the queen sized bed sitting in the centre of the room. Ty gripped Blaine in a tight embrace and they simply stood there, basking in each other's company.

"Well, well get your stuff set up and then we can watch a movie. You don't mind sharing a bed with me do you? We couldn't get the other one up here…" Blaine said.

"It'll be fine, I just hope you don't mind that I spread out a lot when I sleep." Ty said.

"I don't mind at all…" Blaine said as he admired Ty's muscular frame under the tight fitting V-neck he had changed into.

"And… I don't wear many clothes, even in winter…"

Blaine almost choked on his drink.

"So, Mulan first?" Ty asked.

"My Favourite." Blaine spluttered.

It was midway through Hercules that Ty fell into the first blissful sleep he had had in years, since he had come out in fact. Ty's head was rested against Blaine's chest as his eyes flickered as he fell into a deep sleep.

Blaine cast his eyes over the sleeping boy. Ty had mid length tidy dark brown hair, a very sculptured face, a face like a model's, and a muscular body that would be the envy of most guys at school.

Blaine thought of Ty as beautiful. Not hot, or cute. Just as beautiful.

Hercules was running the end credits as Blaine's fingers ghosted lightly over Ty's muscular forearms.

Ty's eyes slowly flicked open at the touch.

"B-Blaine? What time is it?" Ty said lightly.

"Almost 1. We should go to bed." Blaine said softly.

"But I don't want to move. You're so comfortable! And warm… And your heartbeat is so comforting…" Ty trailed off slowly and started pretending to snore loudly.

Blaine chuckled and scooped Ty up in his strong arms.

He carried a chuckling Ty to the bed and threw him onto the comforter.

Blaine dragged the sheets and comforter over Ty, who was quickly stripping off his clothes until he was only in his tight black underwear. Blaine noticed the welts on Ty's back had settled to just be pale red marks.

Blaine strode quickly to the door and flicked the lock shut.

He then made his way back to the bed, removing his clothes as he went until he was only in his underwear as well, but then decided to pull on a pair of very loose sweat pants.

He climbed into bed beside his best friend and they moved close to each other, face to face.

"Blaine, would it be weird if I told you I want to kiss you right now?" Ty whispered very softly, staring deeply into Blaine's eyes.

Blaine swallowed hard.

"Not at all."

Blaine raised himself off the bed and brought his face down against Ty's, their lips connecting in a sweet moment that made them both feel safe, and happy.

Hey Lovies!

Naww, how sweet! Oh, and I hope you liked my OC, Ty. He's such a cutie!

I hope you like my comeback to writing! It has been a rather long time since my last fic, so I hope you enjoy this!

I get writers block if I don't get reviews, so If you want it to keep going, review!

Love,

DJ,
xoxo.