heeeey! here's another chapter from this story... i'm sorry it took me so long! But this chapter is a bit special: it's written twice, this is the first half wich tells Blaine's story, the second one will come up later today and will be from someone else's point of view. From who? I'm not going to tell you! (yet)
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The next morning, Blaine woke up with a happy Rachel next to his bed… a bit too happy. 'Blaine! Come out of bed! You have to go to school!' And with this Rachel sa ton Blaine.
'Aaahaa!' Blaine screamed. The pain that had already been in his body cause all the movements got more worse with the time.
'Blaine, relax. It's okay, everything will be okay.' Blaine turned in his bed. He didn't want to hear Rachel. Didn't want to hear that everything was going to be okay. He didn't want other people to tell him what to think. He knows everything is not going to be okay. He jumped out of bed, ran into the bathroom and locked it. Rachel went down to her dads, in shock. But it wasn't necessary. Rich had heard everything and he came upstairs.
'Go away! Please leave me alone…' It was silent for a long time.
'Blaine, let us help you. You're not alone. We're here for you.' There came a lot of noise out of the bathroom. Ron and Rachel we're standing uncomfortably in the hall, while rick tried to calm Baine down.
'Blaine, please open the door.' It got silent inside the bathroom. Blaine had stopped throwing around with toothbrushes and soap. There we're some footsteps and the door went open. The was Blaine, standing in the door, with the blood all over his hands and face.
'Blaine, come here. Let me look at your hands.' The friendly voice of doctor Berry said. Blaine reached his hands out so Rich could take a good look at them.
'Ron, you stay her, I will get the First-aid kit downstairs.' Ron nodded and Rick walked downstairs. It kept silent en the hall. Blaine was crying. He was hurt and nervous. Nervous for school. How will everybody react at all his bruises and wounds. But more important: how would Nigel react? Tick came back with an enormous box. He walked directly to Blaine and started to take care of him. He putted some new bandages around his hands and some plasters on his face. Inbetween Rachel and Ron had walked downstairs to make the table ready for breakfast. Five minutes later Blaine and Rick came into the living room too.
It was silent during breakfast. 'Blaine, I have some good news.' Blaine looked up. 'They found your uncle and he is in prison now. It isn't clear how long he has to stay there, but don't be scared for him to come out quickly.' Blaine nodded relieved. He was happy with the news Rick was telling him. Rachel and Ron looked stunned, but stayed silent. Rachel and Blaine had to go to school. There is no time for this conversation now.
An hour later Blaine walked in school again. Excited he runs to his locker, where he had an appointment with Nigel. 'Eeej beautiful!' Nigel was there. He was cheerful, but when he saw Blaine he got concerned.
'Wha-what happened? You look awful!' he screamed shocked. 'How do you dare to walk into school like that and pretend to be my boyfriend? I can't have a boyfriend with a black eye. You're covered in plasters. You look terrible.
Blaine ran away. He didn't want this. He had looked forward to seeing Nigel again, but right now he just never wanted to see him again. When Blaine wanted to run out of school, he ran against somebody. He didn't recongnize him immediately, he was too bizzy trying to make his dizziness go away.
'Are you okay?' A nice voice asked. Blaine looked up in the eyes of a police officer. 'Yes I'm fine.' Blaine answered. 'I'm looking for Blaine Anderson. Do you know where i can find him?' Blaine got shocked. What did this guy want from him? What have i done? What happened? Blaine didn't answer and ran away. The agent thought it was pritty weird, but he ignored it. He walked to Nigel and asked him the same question.
'I'm looking for Blaine Anderson. Do you know where I can find him?' Nigel pointed at Blaine who just ran out of the school. The agent didn't hesitate and ran after the scared Blaine. Blaine had stopped at a little bench and sat down. He let the tears stream down his face, while the agent came closer.
'Blaine Anderson?' Blaine didn't look up. He didn't want this. He did not want to talk to any agent anymore. He wanted to keep his problem for himself, didn't want to have other people worry about him.
'I would like to ask you some things about what happened yesterday. Can I do that here or do you wanna go to some place else?' Blaine didn't hesitate for a moment. He didn't'want anyone to see that he had problems. 'Some place else.´ They walked into the wood. They went over what heppened the day before. Nothing new was told, but Blaine thought it sounded worse every time he had to say it. Every time he had to re-life it again.
