A/N Hi this is dusty here to say ( in a really annoying voice ) that 1 this is my first fic so please be nice *flutters eyelashes and holds hands in begging gesture* and that 2 this is a birthday present to my amazing friend without whom I wouldn't be anywhere near as obsessed with Klaine so HAPPY BIRTHDAY my lovely
Title: Battle Scars
Rated: T
Chapter One: Scars of the Mind
Warnings: Homophobia, Violence ( later chapters)
Setting: AU after 4x04
PoV:Blaine
Disclaimer: I do not own glee or any music of Taylor swifts roses are red, violets are blue, I do not own, so please don't sue.
Rain weighs down his curls. One hand draws the leather jacket tighter around his frame seeking its warmth, the other hand is close to his face as he studies his wrist through the downpour. Courage. Its a foreign term to him now.
Six months earlier…
He was withdrawing he knew that the anxious looks on the new glee kids faces told him that. Just like the way they were staring at the others told him they were waiting for them to notice and step in, but they weren't going to notice. They had their own lives with their own problems and they were to caught up in themselves to notice him and that hurt a little bit, they were after all the glee club, sturdy and dependable always there to fall back on. He was falling and they weren't going to catch him and he couldn't bring himself to care.
He was sat in club staring at his phone punching out another text to Kurt completely ignoring Mr. Shue as he rambled on about songs that say your sorry. He was also trying to ignore all the happy memories from this room that were taunting him saying look at what you did you don't have this anymore, stupid boy. He was just about to send the text when his phone lit up with Kurt's face and the neat precise letters informing him he had a new message. Kurt! Kurt finally texted him back!
Met me in the auditorium after glee club.
Sitting through the usual glee drama waiting patiently for Mr. Shue to say the magic last words then racing out the door when he did.
He had just opened the doors with the neat white letters proclaiming to an "April Rhodes", when the opening notes of Taylor's Swifts "should've said no" floated past him. Blaine felt like being sick this song
Strange to think the songs we used sing…
Even now just looking at you feels wrong…
You say that you'd take it all back…
Before you go tell me this,
Was he worth it? Was it worth this?…
"Blaine?" kurt says drawing Blaine's face out of his hands "Blaine I don't ever want to see you again, it's over."
The lock clicks and the key is removed as Blaine walks into the big empty house he had given up on trying to call it home.
"Son that you?" he hears the one Voice that never fails to send chills down his spine over the sounds of the latest football match drift down the hall.
"yeah dad it's me" he called down to the living room.
"well c'mere talk to me tell me about your day, did you see any girls you liked?"
Deep breath in. Deep breath out. Walk.
"no dad no girls and my day was pretty boring actually." the older man was studying his face carefully analyzing the red-rimmed puffy eyes.
"you've been crying haven't you?"
"Dad plea-"
"Be quiet! So Blaine what has you so upset that your actually crying like the little girl you are? Your boyfriend break up with you?"
"dad,"
" dad what? I don't want to see you crying again Anderson men don't cry."
It was glee club again. Blaine was the first person to arrive again. He was not so successfully trying to block out the bombardment of tauntingly happy memories, that were all laughing at his broken heart, by staring at black letters on the whiteboard "sorry". He had the perfect song for this assignment and was now debating if he was going stick around long enough to actually preform it. He'd reach reached a decision as the last few stragglers wandered through the doors.
"so guys who has their assignment ready?" Mr. Shue said looking at him expectantly as if he was about to pull a Rachel Berry. As everyone looked at each other seeing who had actually paid attention last lesson to know what the assignment was, it became obvious that no was ready. So Blaine tentatively raised his hand.
"awesome go ahead Blaine" he said sitting down for the show.
Blaine gets up and slides into place at piano and looses himself in the music
I'm so glad you made time to see me...
You gave me roses and I left them there to die...
"I'm sorry for that night,"…
I go back to December all the time...
I'd go back in time and change it but I can't.
So if the chain is on your door I understand...
All the time...
When the clapping stopped he stood up picked up his messenger bag and started to walk out
"Blaine what are you doing?" came Mr. Shues voice
And without turning around or even stopping Blaine simply said "quitting" and shut the door behind him with a click.
So there you have a break up, meeting Mr Anderson and Blainers quitting
This seems disjointed and poorly written to me but this what you get! Hopefully there is no major grammar mistakes if there is go ahead and point them out.
Please comment. give me advice. tell me you loved it. tell me you hated but please review.
Love, dusty