Everyone started to leave the choir room to head off to their next class. Blaine, however, was trying to get Brittany's attention. She couldn't just ban all hair gel from prom. How was that even fair? Blaine still hadn't moved from his seat when Kurt said, "Are you coming?"

"Yeah, I'll be right there," Blaine said as he stood up and grabbed his bags.

"So, no hair gel?" Kurt asked as they walked into the hallway.

"How is that even fair? Like, how can she even be allowed to tell people what they can and can't wear for prom?" Blaine ranted.

"Calm down, Blaine. It's not a big deal," Kurt said.

"Kurt, I have to tell you something –" Blaine was cut off by the bell signaling that both boys had to get to class.

"We'll talk later," Kurt promised as he hurried off to class.

Blaine couldn't focus during the rest of his classes that day. He was focusing on trying to keep all the memories from middle school and the beginning of high school away. He didn't want to relive any of that. Many he just wouldn't go to Prom. But, Kurt wanted to know, and it wasn't fair to Kurt. He should get to enjoy his senior Prom. And that meant Blaine was going to have to deal with these issues.

After talking with Kurt and Rachel, they had decided they weren't going to the actual prom, and Blaine felt completely relieved. He would be able to keep his hair gel and Blaine felt like a huge ton of pressure was lifted off of his shoulders.

But, then at their actual anti-prom, they had decided to go back to the actual prom. In the car ride over, Blaine started to get really nervous. What if Brittany spotted him and made him take out his hair gel? He honestly didn't think he would be able to do it. But Blaine decided that he would cross that bridge when and if it came to that point.

Unfortunately for Blaine, the time to cross that bridge came a lot sooner than he would have liked. Brittany approached him before Kurt and him had even got to dance once. Kurt told Blaine he would be fine, before Blaine exited the gym to go wash out the gel.

Blaine got to the bathroom and stared at his reflection. He took a deep breath and willed himself to actually just do it and get it over with. Blaine just tried to focus on the fact that once he got the gel washed out, he would be able to go join Kurt. But that wasn't enough. Blaine turned on the tap in the sink and started to wash out the gel. He didn't make it very far before memories of being taunted and beat up in middle school in high school surfaced and Blaine left the sink and ran to the stall before vomiting violently into the toilet.

After he was done vomiting, Blaine sat back and rested his head on the bathroom stall, trying to calm himself down. Despite the week of mental preparation, Blaine just couldn't do it.

"Blaine?" Kurt called. "Are you in here? Blaine – Oh my god." Kurt took one look at Blaine and just knew something wasn't right. He was way paler than he should be and what was with the smell of vomit?

"I can't do it, Kurt."

"It's ok," Kurt said as he got on the floor next to Blaine. "How about we go back to my house?"

Blaine just nodded. Kurt knew something was wrong, but this was not the time to question it. Now was the time to focus on getting his boyfriend home. Kurt helped Blaine get off the floor and out to his car. Thankfully, it seemed that Blaine had emptied all of the contents into the toilet earlier. Once they were in the car, Kurt quickly drove them home. Kurt helped Blaine out of the car and upstairs to his room.

Blaine still hadn't regained any of his color and still looked sick to his stomach. Kurt sat on the bed and pulled Blaine down with him. Kurt settled back against his headboard wrapped his arms around Blaine.

"I'm sorry, Kurt," Blaine said.

"Uh, why?"

"You're missing your senior prom."

"Blaine, that doesn't mean anything. I just want to make sure you are ok, and clearly you aren't. Do you want to talk about it?"

"No, but I feel like I should."

"You don't have to do anything you don't want to," Kurt said.

"I want to do this. You should know."

"Ok."

Middle School was when the bullying really started. Kids would always pick on Blaine because he was the smallest and therefore was the easiest to pick on. They would push him, shove him, call him names, and make fun of his hair. At that time, Blaine never gelled his hair and had absolutely no desire to, meaning Blaine's hair looked like a shrub.

And then everything changed when Blaine came out. All of the bullying got more intense because now Blaine wasn't just the small kid, he was the small gay kid. The worst though was Sadie Hawkins.

Blaine and Justin were waiting in back of the school for Justin's father to pick them up. Neither of them saw the two guys approaching before it was too late. Justin had somehow managed to get free, but Blaine wasn't so lucky. The two guys beat Blaine continuously while shouting names. Blaine was kicked, punched, and slammed into the ground. Blaine thought they were done, but he was wrong, so very wrong.

Blaine was lying on the ground hoping the boys had gone away, but then he felt one of the boys grab his hair and yank him up into a standing a position. It was time for round two. One boy held Blaine up while the other continued to hit, punch, and kick. Finally, they stopped and let him fall to the ground. Someone was coming, but at that point Blaine was right on the brink of consciousness.

The two boys started to run, but then a voice yelled, "Chase, Hunter, why didn't you wait for me?" The two boys stopped in their tracks and went back to where Blaine lay limp on the ground. The tall boy was already standing over Blaine, looking at what had already been done. "Hold him up for me," the tall boy instructed.

Chase and Hunter yanked Blaine to his feet. Blaine was already unconscious, but that didn't concern the three boys. The tall boy only got a couple swings at Blaine before the boys heard someone coming and raced off.

"I woke up in the hospital a few days later. The punches and kicks hurt, but getting pulled to your feet by your hair is some of the worst pain I have ever dealt with," Blaine explained. Kurt wasn't sure when the tears started appearing in his own eyes, but he just couldn't help it. Everyone had said he had been through so much, but no one had really known Blaine's story.

"And then you started wearing gel?"

"And then I started wearing gel. I don't think I've ever been without it since I started wearing it. It's kind of like a security blanket."

"I'm really sorry, Blaine. I didn't know. I should have just trusted you and let you keep your gel in."

"It's ok. One day, I'll get it out. It's just going to take some time."

Author's Note:

I really didn't want to have to do this, but I'm going to have to adjust the posting schedule. It's now going to be every other week instead of every week just because I'm not that far enough ahead and school and life are getting really hectic. I'm sorry, but I hope to be back to posting every week eventually.

Anyway, thanks for reading and please consider leaving a review. Thanks to everyone who has left a review in the past. I really appreciate the feedback.