Hey! So, this is my first Glee fic, but I've read a lot so I'm excited.

I'm not going to tell you how much of this is canon, you'll just have to find out as it goes along. You pretty much find out with the character.

The pairings in this are: Kurt/Blaine, Kurt/Puck, and Kurt/Karofsky. (Love triangle FTW)

BTW this first chapter is just a prologue, the next chapters will be longer.

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I can almost hear a voice. I can almost feel arms around me. I can almost sense a comforting emotion. I can almost see a brilliant white sky. I can almost feel pain.

But I can't. It all fades. Like it's being pulled away. Like someone doesn't want me to remember, but wants me to know it's there.

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The room is painted a sickly off-white color, the view from the window of a Seven-11 gas station, the only sounds of muffled cars and people walking outside the room and faint beeping a heart monitor.

There sat a boy. He hadn't slept in hours, it was clearly written on his face. He sat watching a sleeping boy with bright brown hair, a cat wrapped around his head.

Knock knock.

The boy in the chair turned around to see a man with a pure white doctors coat knocking at the door giving him a sympathetic smile.

"How are you doing this morning, Sir?" The doctor asked as he walked into the room over to the boy lying in the bed.

"I've been better." The boy says, trying to keep the bitterness out of his voice.

"Did you sleep at all?" The doctor asked as he read something off of a chart.

"Not really. Almost nodded off. Sleep isn't real the most important thing on my mind." The boy says, his eyes fixed on the sleeping boy.

"I understand." The doctors nods.

Silence follows. Neither have much to say to the other.

"He seems to be doing fine. It's just a matter of if he wakes up-"

"When. When he wakes up."

The air in the room stills in an uncomfortable hold. The doctor stares at the boy for a while, before speaking again.

"When he wakes up. Is there anything I can get-"

"No."

The room becomes uncomfortable again. However the doctor is used to dealing with grieving people, so it's nothing new. It never makes it easier though.

"Well, you know where to find me. Alert me if anything changes." The doctor makes his way out of the room, leaving the boy alone again.

More hours pass. The boy unmoving, eyes still transfixed on the sleeping boy in front of him.

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"I think it's sweet." He hears a nurse outside his room say.

"I think it's weird." He hears another interject.

"It's not weird. You just have no sense of romance."

"Who says it's romance? Looks more like guilt to me."

Who are they to talk, the boy thinks, who are they to judge, when they haven't the slighted clue what's going on. What happened. All they've been through.

"Could be. I like to think it's romance though."

"I get a bad vibe from that kid. He won't even give his name, I say that's trouble. I don't get why the chef is letting him stay. We don't even know how they know other each, what their relationship is."

"It's a little odd, I will admit."

"What if he's the one who did this to him-"

At hearing this the boy stands up and goes over to the door, glaring at the two blond nurses before shutting the door.

How immature can people be, he thinks.

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My eyes are heavy. They feel like their nailed shot. I try to open them, but I can't. I hear a faint beeping noise coming from somewhere, but I don't know where. I feel something grab my hand-or, someone grab my hand. I think I hear that person calling for someone. Who are they calling for? Why do they sound so desperate? What makes them care so much?

I try again to open my eyes, finding them easier to open this time.

I open my eyes to see a man with dark eyes and dark curly hair, leaning over me, looking at me with such a scared, excited, and loving look.

"Oh my god, You're awake!" He practically screams at me through tears.

"Wh..who are you?"

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Okay, I realize that is the most cliché way to end this, or to simply have their for that matter, but it had to be done. I'll try not to have anything that bad again.

Hope you enjoyed, please review!

P.S if anyone knows how to do that page cutter line thing, please help a broth'a out. I have no idea.

P.S.S I made this Kurt/Blaine so people could find it easier (I'm guessing if I just have Kurt it'll get a bit backwashed...) but that doesn't mean it's going to be Kurt/Blaine centric, nor will they necessarily end up together.