Two strangers passing in the night
Chapter 2
When Blaine got home, he tossed his stuff on his bed and went to the kitchen where his dad, Kent was chatting with his stepmother Emma.
"What's so wrong with all of us visiting Santana? She's still your daughter whether she's straight or not."
"She made her choice Emma, which means she's no daughter of mine."
She sighed and stirred her coffee. Therapist were used to these type of situations , but he respected her for trying. Emma was also the only one who knew about his secret. She had found his gay porn collection one day and decided to keep it a secret from his father since she actually liked Blaine and right now she was the one he needed to talk to. Blaine stepped into the kitchen and gave her their secret signal before taking a brownie before retreating to his room. She entered five minutes later.
"What's up Blaine?"
"I'm having these feelings that I can't explain."
"Who triggered them this time?"
"This new guy named Kurt."
"What about Bree? Any of those feelings towards her?"
Blaine shook his head.
"It will pass and if it doesn't you can always talk to me."
He nodded.
"I've been trying to work on your father . He just won't drop his way of thinking."
"He was raised that way remember."
"It shouldn't mean anything."
"Well it does."
Emma sighed and sat on the bed.
"You should be yourself Blaine. I can tell it's killing you not to be."
"I can't be myself with him."
"I'll try to work on him some more."
"Don't bother. He'll never change."
"People can always change."
"Not him."
"I won't let him kick you out without a fight."
"I'm not going to tell him."
They stared at each other for a few moments before she made her way to the door.
"Dinner is at eight."
Blaine didn't feel like eating dinner, so he laid down and was plunged into a dream. Bree laughed as he pulled her to the pool chair he accompanied. He kissed her lips and suddenly they felt different. They felt like more. Blaine thrusted his tongue into her mouth savoring this very particular kiss. Which shocked him even more when he pulled away and Kurt had taken her place. Blaine's breath hitched up as he pulled Blaine's lips back to his and made his hands fill him up. That's when his dad came out and Blaine sprang apart from Kurt preparing for the worst. Blaine bolted upright in his bed, legs tangled in the sheets as he kicked them off. He looked down and groaned removing the covers so he could calm himself down, but all he could think about was the disappointment in his father's eyes and the way Kurt had made him touch him. Blaine shuddered and laid back down. What was wrong with him?