Sorry I took a while to upload, I've been busy. I was in Dublin on Saturday to see Glee Live! (Yes, there are Scottish Gleeks, contrary to popular belief :D)

It was seriously the best night of my whole entire life. I met Riker Lynch, Curt Mega & Titus Makin, I touched Darren Criss,

Chris Colfer, Lea Michele & Jenna Ushkowitz waved at me, and Darren and Riker noticed the posters me and my friend made for them.

The "Huge "Riker" Poster" Riker tweeted about? Ours. :D

I cried nearly the whole way through. I was in the fourth row. It was amazing. An experience I'll never forget. Anyway, on with the story!

Note: To anyone reading I Kinda Wanna Be More Than Friends, an update is coming soon. :)

Disclaimer: I don't own Glee. I own a few Glee things, but not Glee...

Blaine was walking, head down, staring at his feet. He walked into something solid, unmoving. Something with feet.

"Sorry," he said, apologetically. He looked up at the person he had walked into. The person was not alone.

There were about five others behind him. They looked threatening, and familiar...

"Watch where you're going, midget," the boy spat. Then he looked at Blaine properly, right in the eyes.

They seemed to recognise each other at the exact same time. The boy's lips curled up into a sneer.

"Well, well, well, what have we got here? Where'd you go, Anderson? One day you were there, at school, and the next...Poof, you were gone."

The surrounding boys sniggered at their leader's word choice.

"Did you finally go off to Hogwarts like you said you would when you were ten?"

They were mocking him now. Blaine scowled. He wasn't going to take this. He was stronger now, Kurt and Dalton had changed him.

"Look, just move. I'm going to be late for something."

"Oh yeah? Late for what? Your boyfriend?", sneered another boy. The leader didn't look pleased that the boy had spoken, he was, after all, the leader.

"Yes, actually", Blaine muttered. He knew instantly that that was a bad thing to have said. The boy was right up in his face now.

"What did you say, Anderson?"

"I said, yes, I am going to be late for my boyfriend."

"You know what? I think we need to teach you a lesson. What do you think, boys?"

The boys all cracked their knuckles simultaneously. The leader grinned.

"What do you think, Anderson? Do we need to teach you a lesson?"

Without waiting for an answer, the boy signalled to the others. They swarmed around him immediately, grabbing hold of him and dragging him towards the

alleyway near the Lima Bean, where he was supposed to be meeting Kurt in about a minute. He struggled and kicked against the boys, but there were six

of them and only one of him. And he was considerably smaller than the other boys, who might've given Finn some competition in the "tallest teen in Lima" contest.

A man walked by. He stopped, looking sternly at the boys.

"What're you doing?", he cried, "put that boy down immediately!"

"Sir, this boy needs to be taught a lesson."

"What kind of lesson?", the man asked. He didn't look convinced.

"He's gay," The boy spat the last word. The man looked horrified, but not at the boy's homophobia, but at Blaine's homosexuality. A look of disgust crossed his face.

He shook his head and continued walking. Blaine couldn't believe his eyes. That man knew he needed help, and he had left him there, defenceless, just because he was gay?

The boys continued to drag Blaine away, down the dark, damp alleyway. It was extremely long, and not very wide. There wasn't a chance now of anyone stopping to see what the commotion was. They were too far away to be seen. They dropped him heavily on the ground, and looked to their leader. His face was cold, expressionless. He nodded.

All at once, the boys lunged at him, kicking and punching him everywhere. Most of them were shoving each other out of the way, trying to punch as much of him as they could.

"Get his face! Then that'll show his little boyfriend and all his little gay friends exactly what happens to people like them!"

Blaine felt a shower of punches rain down onto his face. He groaned in pain. Why were they doing this? Why wouldn't they get off him, and leave him alone?

Why did they think he was so wrong?

After what seemed like forever, they boys got off of him. By that time, everything was throbbing and tender. He didn't even have the energy to get up and run. The leader started to laugh, menacingly, and they all joined in. He heard it slowly getting quieter and quieter as they walked away, back up the alley they had dragged him down. He took a deep, shaky breath and closed his eyes. Sleep came upon him quickly.

Blaine woke up, confused. Where was he? Then the pain came flooding back, and he groaned. Everything was dark. He didn't even have his watch, and his phone was the wrong time... and ringing? He clicked the "accept call" button.

"Hello?", he groaned.

"Blaine? Where are you? Are you okay?"

"Kurt? God, Kurt, It hurts, it hurts so much!"

"What! What hurts, Blaine? What hurts!"

"My...my face. My head. That's where they hit me."

"Who hit you? Where are you?"

"Boys from my old school. Bullies. They found me. They hit me. They left me here."

"Where is here, Blaine? Is it just your face that hurts?"

"No, everything. My legs, my arms. Everything. But mostly my face."

"Blaine, I'm coming to get you. You need to tell me where you are. When did they do this to you?"

"About ten past four...I was...I was running late for our date...I don't know what time it is now, I didn't want to move...I'm near the Lima Bean...In an alley...they dragged me down there. I don't know where they are now."

"I'm coming now. I'll be there as soon as I can. Don't move."

Blaine did as he was told, and sank into a deep sleep. He was safe now. Kurt was coming.

I feel so bad for writing that. :(

I'm not sure that anyone would have been as extreme as the old man, but you never know...

Please review. Kurt'll save Blaine in the next chapter. Oh, just to explain the title, Kurt was trying to forget Blaine, Blaine's trying to forget the bullies, etc. :)

So, again, review! x