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Chapter 2 - Blaine

Blaine watched Kurt closely. There was something odd about him. And not odd because he freaked out about the mess on the door handle. Odd because he seemed so...innocent. Blaine had seen a lot of rough types at the bars he went to, he had seen a lot of boys be victim to them, and he could tell that Kurt had been a victim. He smirked looking down at the floor, Kurt's innocence was such a turn on for most men, he was young looking, naive, easily corruptible. Blaine didn't want to corrupt Kurt. Blaine wanted to ruin him. Blaine felt pride in watching Kurt rush out of the room, once the door was shut he couldn't help but laugh. Too long had he been the little lost boy for older men to play with, now he had some power. It felt different, he didn't want to get used to it. He liked being wanted. He'd have Kurt want him and then just like what happened with him, he would hurt him.

Blaine's thoughts were shaken when the door opened and slammed three times. Kurt was freaking out. Blaine leaned back against the chair and sighed, he hated it here already. He wanted to leave. He missed his dad, he missed his room, he missed the men that wanted him. He felt useless and alone with no one wanting him here. He felt his phone in his pocket and wondered how hard it would be to hack into it so he could find a chat line or something.

The door opened a few minutes later, Blaine didn't turn his head - he knew it wasn't Kurt, it only opened once - "Where did the freak go?" Blaine hummed.

"If i find you using language like that to talk about your fellow patients here, i will take you down to isolation."

"You'd like that, having me all to yourself?" Blaine purred, spreading his legs. God, how much he wanted Charlie on top of him. He could feel himself getting harder and he pushed his hips up, he wanted Charlie to see too.

"No, you would be down there on your own, no me, no phone." Charlie said and sat behind his desk, to Blaine's dismay his eyes were trained on Blaine's face and nowhere else. "Do you understand?"

"Yes." Blaine muttered. "I understand."

"Good. Now, next time you see Kurt you will apologise. I don't want you to make anyone feel horrible about themselves. Everyone here has some form of vulnerability, you do not pick at things that can hurt people."

"Okay!" Blaine sighed, rolling his eyes. "I'm bored of this conversation now."

"Well I'm bored with your attitude." Charlie said back, catching Blaine off guard, he hadn't expected Charlie to talk to him like that. "Now, I'm going to put you on some medication."

"What kind of medication?" Blaine frowned, he didn't think his problem was something that needed to be medicated.

"It's medication to lower your sex drive." Charlie said, watching Blaine closely.

Blaine frowned, he chewed on his bottom lip and ran a hand through his curly hair. "I don't know."

"It will help you realise that you are more than sex." Charlie pressed softly.

"I'm not though, am I?" Blaine snapped. "It's why I'm here. My dad thinks all i do is go out and have sex."

"Isn't that what you do?" Charlie asked, leaning forward on the desk.

"I don't go out looking for sex. I go out for...to...I go and find people to love me." Blaine sighed. "That's how i know people care."

Charlie nodded slowly, "Okay." He said softly. "I think we should try you on the medication, just for a couple of weeks."

"I just want to go home." Blaine sighed.

"Well we'll try you on the medication, it might help and you might be able to go home." Charlie explained.

"And if it doesn't?" Blaine said, mimicking Charlie's position and leaning forward, their faces were close together. "And if it turns out I'm just a young boy desperate for attention, nothing more than a cheap slut who wants to please any man he can, because that's how i was raised since i was six?"

Charlie pulled back slightly, the raw emotion across Blaine's face was enough to break a frozen heart in two. "Then we will help with how you think of yourself." Charlie said softly. He stood up and headed towards the medicine cabinet in the next room, he took the pills and handed Blaine two. "You'll have them daily, it's lunch time now so you can eat after."

"Are they going to make me sick or...make me grow hair in places hair shouldn't grow?" Blaine said lightly.

Charlie chuckled, he knew he was going to find it hard to keep up with Blaine's mood swings. "They have a few side effects, headaches, nausea, but they work quickly."

Blaine nodded slowly, he stared at the pills resting in his hands and took the glass of water offered and took the pills. "Thank you." Charlie said and Blaine shrugged, he didn't know what Charlie was thanking him for. "I'll walk you to the canteen. I want you to find Kurt and say you're sorry. You two could be friends, i think you both need it."

"I don't do friends." Blaine muttered looking down. Charlie sighed. "But I will apologise."

"Good. Then I'll show you your room."

"My dad said we all have our own rooms." Blaine said standing up.

"That's right, they're not exactly glamerous but they have all you need for a room." Charlie smiled, leading Blaine to the door.

Blaine was silent the whole way to the canteen, Charlie watched him as he took everything in. "There's Kurt." Charlie said, pointing out the young boy who was sitting by himself in the corner.

"He's on his own." Blaine said, he hadn't really expected the institution's canteen to be buzzing with social activity, but everyone else seemed to be in groups, or at least looked happy. Kurt was on his own.

"He always sits on his own." Charlie said softly. "Go and apologise, then he can show you where your room is. it's right next to his."

Blaine sighed and looked at Charlie who smiled knowingly at him. Blaine liked Charlie again at that, he was sly and it remined him of himself. "I'll come and get you tomorrow so we can talk, and your medication will be given to you tomorrow too by one of the nurses." Blaine nodded and watched Charlie walk away. Blaine took a deep breath, apologising wasn't something he was good at, he had never done it before and meant it. He walked forward towards Kurt's table, hoping this went well.