So this chapter takes a slight veer off from episode 3x14 "On My Way", nothing major but if you are unfamiliar with the episode and don't want any spoilers, don't read. If you enjoy the story, please review. Feel free to comment suggestions and idea.

WARNING: Again, very non-graphic talks of self-harm, suicide, and mild drug and alcohol abuse.

I don't own Glee, obviously.

BTW, Italics indicate a flashback!

Blaine woke up the next morning to an angrily beeping alarm. Clumsily hitting the snooze button, he felt the familiar twinge in his arm. He looked down at his arm, which was wrapped in a towel. Shit. He barely remembered last night. He slowly peeled back the towel, revealing three shallow, horizontal lines cut into his skin. Despite their shallowness, they were a very angry red. He shook his head and choked back tears. He didn't want this to happen again. He didn't want to go back to his old life, he'd worked so hard to leave it behind. He hated doing this to himself, he wasn't going to let this happen again. He'd promised Kurt he'd never do it again. Stumbling into the bathroom, he took a took a quick shower and gingerly put a bandage on his arm. Closing the medicine cabinet, he caught a glimpse of his face. He had dark circles under his bloodshot eyes. His face seemed hollow somehow, his mouth was a thin line, and his hair was messy and could do with a brushing. He turned away angrily, and grabbed his bag and made his way out to the car.

Sam was on his way to homeroom when he saw Blaine. He looked absolutely terrible. He seemed exhausted, and his shoulders drooped noticeably. His face was just a blank mask. Sam watched from afar, unable to get to close. He couldn't bear to see him this way. Unlike the others, Sam couldn't just hate Blaine. God, Sam couldn't BELIEVE the rest of the New Directions. None of them had been this angry when Finn cheated on Rachel with Santana. Or when Mercedes cheated on Shane. Or even when Quinn cheated on Finn twice! What made this situation so different? Couldn't they see how awful Blaine looked right now, didn't they care at all about his well being? They all knew what Blaine had dealt with, what he had struggled through...

It was a few days after the news of Karofsky's attempted suicide reached McKinley. People probably would've been sadder if it hadn't come out that he was gay too. Mr. Shue had called an emergency meeting in the theatre, probably to make sure everyone was dealing with the news okay. Sam had expected Kurt to be a wreck, something had happened between Kurt and Karofsky on Valentine's Day, but no one was really sure what. Sam was surprised to see Blaine looking absolutely exhausted, as if he hadn't slept very well in a while. When they all sat down in a circle, Sam noticed that Kurt was holding Blaine's hand pretty tightly. While Mr. Shue talked, the rest of the New Directions seemed to notice Blaine's odd behavior and looked pretty worried. After Mr. Shue finished talking, Kurt squeezed Blaine's hand tightly and shook his slightly. All eyes were on Blaine when he finally began nervously.

"I don't really know how to say this guys, but um.. I guess I'll try. A lot of you probably don't know much about what happened at my old school...before I went to Dalton. I, um, came out right before freshman year, and my friends just abandoned me. I was really alone, everyone at school hated me, and they tortured me on a daily basis. Called me names, shoved me around, that sort of thing. Things weren't really great at home either, my parents didn't take to well to me coming out. Things are a little...better...now with them, but...I was just really depressed. I, um, well I started self-harming. It wasn't so bad at first, but things got worse after we had this dance at school. I asked the only other gay guy I knew, just as a friend, you know. And, um, after the dance a bunch of these older guys, football players, confronted us after the dance. They started...pushing us around and stuff. I think they got bored that, and they started beating us really really badly. A teacher found the both of us not long after. The other guy, Tyler, got off lighter, but I was pretty bad. A lot of internal injuries and broken ribs and stuff, as well as a pretty serious concussion. I was actually in a coma for a few days. The guys that beat us up never even got in trouble, there weren't any security cameras around or any witnesses...so they just got away with it. After that, things got way worse for me. I, um, started drinking and there were the drugs...things were just so hopeless. I was just so...alone. So, um, a few months after the dance, I was just so done, so I tried to...to...kill myself. My brother found me, they got me to the hospital in time. I ended up in this rehab place, and they just helped me sort through all my issues. My brother helped a lot too. I guess you guys know the rest. I met Kurt, and now everything is just...incredible. I'm just so glad I didn't succeed...because then I would never have met Kurt or you guys, and I would never understand how happy I would be...", Blaine trailed off quietly.

The whole Glee Club sat there stunned, even Mr. Shue. All the girls, even Santana, had tears in their eyes. The guys were just staring at the floor. Kurt had moved his hand to clutch Blaine's shoulder, and Blaine's hand had moved to sit on top of it. None of them had ever expected something like this to come out of Blaine. He had always been so confident in himself, so bold and he always seemed to know where he was going and what he wanted in life. None of them could have ever imagined that Blaine had been in such a dark place, with nobody to talk to, to call a true friends.

"Thanks for sharing that with us Blaine, it must have been really hard.", Mr. Shue said, placing a hand gently on Blaine's knee.

Blaine gave a small smile at the rest of the club, just happy to know that he had a whole group of friends who cared about him so much.

Sam winced painfully at the memory. He hated to think about Blaine like that, hated to think about how alone he had been in the past. Even worse, Sam hated thinking about what Blaine must be feeling like now. Blaine had had a taste of what love and friendship was like. He'd had his own little family in the Glee Club, a family much better than his own. But they'd all abandoned him after one stupid mistake. He knew that Blaine he obviously felt awful about what happened, it was written clear on his face. Maybe Sam didn't agree with what Blaine had done, and maybe he was a tiny bit mad at him for hurting Kurt. He knew there was more to the story even though Blaine refused to admit it. But, in that moment, Sam knew that he had to keep trying to help Blaine, no matter the cost, because he still cared about his best friend, even if the others did not.

Thanks for reading! I'll try to update ASAP, these chapters are actually coming pretty quickly and aren't a bad length.