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Chapter 2: Blaine

I have basically no musical talent. So, now you're probably wondering what the hell I was doing in Glee Club in a little town in Ohio. Well, I'll tell you. It all started with an interview I did with Mr. Schuester. It was about Glee Club and I saw them all talking. They thought I was going to bash them in the paper. Maybe they thought I was anti-gay, maybe they thought I was anti-music, I'll never know. All I know is that I published a story about the bullying, the talent and nothing but pro gay words. And so, they took me in. I went to as many meetings as possible, and I tried to help them out with song selections. I also managed to become great friends with them all.

Today though, I had no enjoyment in it. It was terrible. I knew I had to tell them, but just the thought killed me. I knew they wouldn't take it well. I also knew that I didn't want to be treated any differently and I didn't want to go without someone to confide in. I started to feel the tears fall from my face and I felt ashamed. I didn't want to cry in front of everyone. It felt wrong. Plus, I just wasn't ready to be asked what was wrong with me. I think Mr. Schue saw. He looked at me for a second and it just looked like it. He called the meeting together and they sang and as usual it was amazing. But, then it was done. I had pulled myself together a bit, but I was still a little emotionally "unstable."

Suddenly, a voice was talking to me, "Hey Kristy! Party at my house tonight! Are you in?"

I looked up and of course it was Kurt. I had been to one of his parties before and they were totally awesome. Overdone a bit, and very Kurt but awesome.

"Of course I'm in! I wouldn't miss it. See you tonight!"

"Seven sharp. You better not be late!"

Back at home, my mother still wasn't talking to me. My dad was trying to be there, but he still hadn't let it sink in. He was in shock. They both seemed to think nothing was wrong. So, naturally they said I could go to the party.

When I got there, only a few people were there. Rachel was already making out with Finn on the couch and Blaine and Kurt were totally enthralled in a conversation. I felt really awkward to say the least. Blaine finally noticed me and greeted me.

"Hey Kristy! How's it going? Come in, Come in!"

It took only a few minutes for the party to really start to pick up. Everyone came and it started out great. However, I soon found myself unable to party. I just couldn't get into it. I just couldn't get Cancer out of my head. It was kind of like torture. I was dying. I felt like a living corpse or something. It was just terrible. I wanted to live. More than anything, yet at the same time, I felt like I could accept death. I was just so confused. I was on the verge of tears again. That's when Blaine found me.

"Hey, uhh are you okay? Kurt tells me you've been acting weird all day."

"Oh Blaine...I'm fine. Really," I said as I started to sob.

"Well, maybe it's just me, but you're obviously not fine."

"Blaine, I'll tell you on one condition. I really need you to agree with it. I'm actually going to beg. I need to tell someone."

"You can tell me. What's the one condition? I can keep a secret."

"This is one secret you really can't tell. I'm not ready for them to know," I said as I gestured toward the Glee kids, "you can't tell Kurt. You can't tell anyone. I need to be ready first. I'm sorry. I'm sure it's hard, but if you can't do it just tell me. It's fine."

There was a brief pause.

"If it's that important that it be kept a secret, I can do it. You can tell me anything. But, if it's life- threatening, I have to tell an adult. I can't let you kill yourself or anything. It would just kill me and it would just be ridic.."

"Blaine! No, I'm not going to kill myself. I'm going to die anyway though."

"What?"

"I have cancer. I have 6 or 7 months left."

"Oh God.. Oh God.. Kristy.. I'm so sorry!"

"It's ok. I just need you to help me. I don't need your apologies. I'm going to be fine. I just need support. Please," I said pleading.

"Ok, ok. I think I can do this. But, you know, you're going to have to tell them."

"I know. I just found out today, it's too soon. I can't tell them that and watch them treat me differently for 6 months. I can't."

"Kristy, you and I both know they would never do that."

"Sorry Blaine, but I really don't.