Sorry... Nearly all of my author's notes start with an apology... I know that I've taken agesssssss so I'm gonna post two chapters at the same time to make up for yesterday and last Saturday's chapter as well :)
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Chapter 11
Alex
Blaine's P.O.V
Alex and I had a great day as always. We laughed together and I fell in a puddle... twice.
But now we're packing up and loading everything back into the car.
"Lunch was yummy!" Alex almost yelled as people started to stare.
"You're welcome baby," I whispered as I pecked him on the lips, "Come on let's get you home."
He smiled huge as I held the car door open for him then walked round to get in through the driver's side.
We sang children's songs at the top of our voices as we glided down the road smiling and laughing. Stopping at the red lights Alex giggled as I leaned in to kiss him and he leaned in too. There was a car horn that rang in my ears and then darkness...
Kurt's P.O.V
My eyes were fixed to the computer screen as Brittany and Santana added the finishing touches to the new and improved picture of me with a unicorn horn. They cut Blaine out to ovoid another untimely death... especially seeing as this one has Brittana in it.
Santana didn't forget to delight me with the latest of her 5 minute glares. Brittany frowned at her,
"Please," she pleaded, "forgive him?"
Santana shook her head as she strung an arm lazily around Brittany's waist pulling her closer.
"You're smart little unicorn why can't you see it?" Santana questioned her girlfriend, "He's using you and he's trying to use me-"
"I'm not!" I cut in exasperated with her and finally snapping, "I'm sorry! Gosh."
Santana showed no emotion she just picked me up by the back of my deep red zebra print blazer and littarally threw me out the front door. I slugged back to my apartment feeling guiltier than ever.
Blaine's P.O.V
I awoke to a scream of agony and fear, I awoke to many screams in fact but there was nothing I recognized. I tilted my head to the side releasing a small groan of pain as I felt the whiplash try to keep my head in it's original position.
What I saw next make me screw my eyes tight and whimper at the pain that lingered in my chest.
Alex.
But he didn't look right. He looked broken. A few ribs were poking out from his chest and his chestnut hair was bloodstained. Deep violet bruising had crept up his neck.
I tried to scream but it lodged in my throat. I tried to remove the image but it's imprinted on my brain.
Something I'll never forget...
Kinda short chapter again... Dun dun dunnnnnnnn...
Yeah this story is kinda taking a turn for the worst. I'm disobeying my own advise. I need less sad and more happy :D