A/N: Yay, finally a longer prologue! The chapters will be much longer than these prologues, trust me. But they will not be updated as frequently, obviously. I do have a life... but I honestly prefer to live in my imagination. Reviews are like cherry pie- first thing that came to my mind.
Disclaimer: I don't own glee or the characters or anything. They belong to Ryan Murphy and Fox. I do own... a digital clock, I guess.
Prologue III
Blaine POV
2 years earlier
My hearing had worsened as I got older, but I hadn't expected to wake up one day and not hear anything at all.
I woke up and rolled my head over so that it was facing the digital clock. 7:15. I jump out of bed. My alarm must have not gone off. As I walk down the hall something feels weird. It's strangely silent.
I find my mom in the kitchen and I see her move her lips in a way like saying "Good Morning", but I don't hear anything. I say it back but don't even hear my own voice. I pinch myself and wince. I bite my lip as I watch my mom's lips continue to move but nothing. No sound is coming from them at all.
"Mom", I say. I think my voice went up a little too high at the end but can't tell for sure.
Her lips move again at what looks like a "yes."
"I can't... I can't hear anything", I say. My mom looks at me, confused.
"What?", she mouths.
"I can't hear anything", I repeat. Her mouth says something rapidly but I can't identify what she's saying.
"I don't know what you just said", I say, honestly. She looks at me, worriedly.
As she says something next, I pick out a few words. "Not", "Joking", "Right", and "Blaine."
I shake my head.
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The doctor does some various tests on my ears. My mother looks rather worried but my father seems looks like he's complaining about something. Missing work, I think. I wonder if he thinks I'm joking.
The doctor comes back in. He looks like he's feeling bad about something. Oh, no.
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3rd person POV
"Well?", Blaine's mother asks.
"It seems that Blaine has Sensorineural Deafness", he says, sighing.
"So he can't hear at all?", his father asks, looking pretty shocked.
"No", the doctor says.
"Well, it can be treated, right?", his mother asks.
The doctor looks sad again. "No", the doctor says.
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Blaine POV
Mom starts crying.
"What's... what's wrong?", I ask, having been unable to tell what most of that conversation had been about. Mom looks like she's going to tell me something, but then, remembering that I can't hear her just continues crying. I turn to my father. His eyes look a little watery, too, and all I want to know is what's going on. The doctor looks at me pityingly, then hands me a sheet of paper.
It's about my diagnoses. Sensorineural Deafness. And it can't be treated.