I pull my lips off Blaine's scruffy cheek, smiling to myself. I should take in the fact that his eyes are wide and his breathing is staggered, but I don't. I just smile and plant a quick peck on his confused lips.
"What the hell?" Blaine's head snaps back as mine hits my pillow. Someone is standing in the doorway. What're they here for? I'm hopped up on enough drugs to knock out an elephant, and Blaine is here to protect me. We don't need anyone else. Especially not Artie, who stands gaping in the middle of the cloth doorway of my tent. I usually enjoy his random visits, where he comes and reassures me that everything is okay before I fall asleep again, but now isn't a good time. Blaine raises his hand to halt Artie, but the bespectacled boy runs off. Blaine turns back to me and curses under his breath, looking upset.
"What's wrong?" I ask him. I put a hand to his cheek and he covers it with his own trembling one. He smiles at me, but there's a sadness behind it that I don't understand right now.
"Nothing is wrong. Go back to sleep and I'll take care of it." I try to protest, but he hushes me and tells me to close my eyes. "I'll come back to you and explain everything later, you just wouldn't understand right now." With that he runs off, leaving me to fall back asleep. I don't, though. I can hear mumbling outside my tent, gruff and angry and slowly getting louder.
"He didn't mean it, he's just confused!" Blaine yells at Wes. Artie must've said something to him and David. "He was dreaming and thought I was the girl he likes back home, apparently she has curly black hair like mine."
"Why are you lying for him, Blaine?" Wes is probably shaking his head as he speaks. "Hummel doesn't mean a thing to you, plus he practically raped your lips! You're just going to let it go?"
Blaine laughs harshly. "I'm sorry I don't see everything in black and white like you do, Wes. I'm sorry I can look past a few things and forgive simple mistakes, especially when they're done by someone who isn't in their right mind." I hear stomping, and I guess that Blaine has left. But he said he would come back, he said we would talk. I fall asleep, waiting patiently for that moment to come.