Hey guys. So, I'm sorry that this update is so late into the night. I'm not a vampire or anything, but night is the only time that people actually leave me alone and stuff. But thanks so much for following and favoriting! You guys are awesome. I know it's four in the morning, but I'm going to try and get this out. I was going to do it at about midnight, but I got caught up in my audio book and then fell asleep. Then I woke up and was like, "Crap! I have to update." And well, here it is. I wish that I did it earlier because I realized what an important chapter this is. It kind of tells you just how different this Kurt is from canon Kurt. Hopefully it doesn't such too much. Okay, I don't own anything at all. Not beta-ed. Enjoy.

Chapter 8- Barley Breathing-

Blaine still couldn't believe that he fell off the wagon like he had the week earlier as he walked down the hall towards Rebeca's office. It was a really dumb move and he regretted it right after he came down from the amazing high. It was pretty stupid, letting his parents get to him like that. But, as they talked about Kurt, in such a disrespectful way, his heart broke a little bit more. He still couldn't believe that they spoke like that about the boy he loved- loves. Blaine can't deny he still has feelings for Kurt. He had fallen so hard for that boy. He never knew how much a simple break up could do to your heart.

He couldn't be more disgusted with himself because of this. He told himself that he would get over Kurt. That he would let him go. But Blaine really didn't want to let Kurt go. It was like his life revolved around the songs 'Hopelessly Devoted To You' and 'Go Your Own Way' from Grease and Fleetwood Mac. And it was depressing.

Blaine could remember when he used to be the most hipper and joyful in his pact of friends. The diamond in the rough of the world. Now, he can't even manage to smile, unless it was about Kurt. When was the last time he belted out a song, or watched a musical or Disney film? When was the last time he was happy? He couldn't even remember. Oh, well… He'll get better. Thanks to Rebeca, he actually was. He was getting there.

Speaking of Rebeca, Blaine arrived at her office door and knocked three times and entered. She was sitting at her desk, as always, and he sat in his usual chair across from her.

"Hello Blaine. How have you been doing? I'm sorry about cancelling our session last Thursday." Rebeca smiled.

"I've been better, to be honest. And, it's fine about you cancelling. I was feeling kind of… uh tired that day."

"Good." Rebeca cleared her throat. "So, I would like to talk about something that I think is really personal to you."

"Um, okay?"

"Do you remember a few appointments ago, and you were talking about a party that you and Kurt had gone too?"

Blaine swallowed loudly and nodded.

"Well, I would like you to tell me about that, please." Rebeca looked hopeful.

Blaine looked down. "You're right, it is pretty personal. I'm not very proud of went down that night, but I think I trust you enough to talk about it," Rebeca was beaming. "if, and only if, you keep it in this room."

Rebeca looked down and thought about it carefully. She nodded. "Yes, okay, I'll keep it here."

"Okay good." Rebeca sat back in her chair and looked at Blaine.

"So, you wanna start from the beginning?"

Blaine nodded and took in a large gulp of air, exhaling it slowly. "Okay, well, it was a few weeks after we first became boyfriends. Kurt invited me to this party that his old friends were throwing. He had met them at this Gay Camp thing that Burt had sent him to."

"You mean Burt wasn't very accepting of Kurt?" Rebeca asked.

"Um, well, not at first exactly. But he finally did. Kurt didn't really trust him though. You could really see how much it affected Burt."

Rebeca nodded and motioned for him to continue with the story.

"So, Kurt and his friends were really bad trouble makers, getting into drug and alcohol and all that. I should have known it was going to be bad." Blaine scoffed. "So, at the party, Kurt introduced me to everyone and jumped right in the fun with a joint. Some kid named Tyler gave it to him. Kurt offered me some kind of drink in a red cup. I had never drank before, but trusted Kurt when he said to try it. I got really dizzy and my vision blurred. I remember Kurt commenting that he was a lightweight and the rest was a big blur of weirdness. I woke up the next day with a terrible headache, half-naked, in a bed he didn't know with Kurt asleep beside me. I woke Kurt up and asked him what happened. Kurt replied that he was 'just having fun'." Blaine scoffed again.

"Kurt took care of me in the most romantic way possible, giving me Tylenol, water, and some kisses, before taking me back to his house. When we got to Kurt's house, Burt asked who I was and Kurt said that I was just a friend. Burt asked why Kurt's eyes were so bloodshot and why he hadn't come home the night before. Kurt said it was just the pollen outside and they were just at a friends' sleepover. Burt gave us a look that said "I don't believe you in the slightest, but we'll talk about it later" and nodded his head at us. Kurt took this as the time to leave and pulled me down the stairs to his basement-bedroom. I asked him why he said he was just friend and Kurt replied that it wasn't any of Burt's business, ending the conversation. Kurt put on The Wizard of Oz and we half-way watched it before taking a nap.

Nothing happened that much until about 1 week later when curiosity finally got the better of me and I demanded what had happened the night of the party. Kurt, again, replied that they were just having some fun. I asked again, saying that it was my right to know, which it was. Kurt finally caved and told me that the only thing that happened was that they did some body shots, played 7 minutes in heaven, and hesitated a bit to say that he joined in on one of the joints." Blaine looked angry at this. "He said it like it was the most casual thing in the world. I got angry and accused him of why he didn't stop him. Kurt said that he couldn't, and that I wouldn't let him. I was still angry and walked out of the Lima Bean."

"Kurt tried to get me to talk to him for about a week until I finally returned one of his text messages and said to meet him at the coffee shop downtown called Rita's Coffee. We meet and talked and made up. But, when Kurt reached for his coffee, his long sleeve shirt rode up a bit and revealed some fresh cuts that were really deep. And I, for some reason, decided to keep it to himself for a bit and ask Kurt about it later, once they had some privacy." Blaine took a deep breath. "And that was the party of the century."

Okay, so terrible ending, but if I keep writing, I might fall asleep on the keyboard. So. This is the most I've written in a while. I hope you liked it. Review if you have any questions. And follow and favorite if you want to know what happens :)

Have a great weekend!