I am highly aware none of this is realistic at all! I don't know, I personally despise this chapter, but I don't know what you guys will think… I know where to take the story from here, so the rest of it will be much better and you'll probably get faster updates. Enjoy…hopefully?

"So. My parents had always been neglectful. I was pretty much raised by a series of different nannies and maids." Blaine sighs. It's a long story, and he really doesn't feel like telling it. But what's done is done. "They never liked me. I was always a disappointment. My grades weren't good enough, I didn't play enough sports, I wasn't as talented as Cooper, and I didn't want to be a lawyer or doctor."

Kurt looks sympathetic, but Blaine can sort of tell he doesn't really get it.

"When I was fourteen, I came out to my parents. My dad had always been homophobic, but I didn't know the extent of it. We were at dinner one night…" Blaine remembers it like it was yesterday.

Flashback

Blaine and his parents were having yet another awkward dinner. They didn't really know Blaine at all, so they would always ask him questions about sports and girls he liked and his different friends. They didn't know he didn't have any friends, not since his ex-best friend Giyon had caught him kissing Danny DeLuca in the boy's locker room. He'd spread it around the school that they were both gay and well… Danny ended up dead when they were both beaten by some of the thugs in the grade.

"So, Blaine, I saw you hanging out with some pretty girls earlier." Blaine sighs. He hangs out with some of the girls because they are the only people that accept him.

"Look Dad, I can't take this anymore. I'm done lying. I know you won't be happy, but there's something I need to tell you."

"Yes, Blaine?"

"Dad, Mom… I… I'm gay." He whispers the last word softly as if that will somehow make less of an impact. His mother looks at him with angry eyes. He gulps.

"Blaine, dear… come over here." The way she says dear sounds poisonous to Blaine. He winces and slowly walks over to his mother. She stands up and… SMACK! He hears the sound ring out before he feels the awful sting.

Blaine cries out. His father stands up and shoves him against the wall, kicking him in the stomach.

"Now get up to your room, fag!" Blaine has heard that word many times, from all of the kids in his grade and his parents and family over the years (though his family's had never been directed at him before) and while those times it hurt, nothing hurts more than hearing your own father or mother call you a derogatory name like that.

"Y-yes sir." Blaine says quietly, trying hard to keep his tears in. As soon as his back is to his father, they all come streaming down his face, and he realizes his life would never be the same again.

Flashback ends

"Over time things worsened. My parents never really paid that much attention to me before, but now whenever they were home the best I got was being ignored. He used to beat me all the time. I had to stay home so many times because of black eyes and bruises I lost track." Blaine recounted bitterly.

"I started looking up ways to get away from my parents. At this point I was fifteen- though my birthday had passed without a word because I had to stay home that day- and I found something about emancipation. However, you had to be sixteen." Blaine bit his lip. "So I ran, just like I do everything. I ran away from home because I couldn't take it anymore." He lets out a sob. Kurt hugs him tightly, ignoring his brain saying, you're so close! You could just lean over and- Kurt diminishes the thought. He's not taking advantage of Blaine in this situation. That would be so wrong, sinking so low.

"So I went to my friend Ella's. She was basically the only friend I had, that I really talked with. She had been a mid-year transfer, so she had no idea that I was outed. When she opened the door she looked horrified. I'd forgotten about my black eye in the rush to sneak out and not be seen. I asked her if I could please come in and she gladly let me."

"I told her everything about my family, about how I'd been forced out of the closet, how I had no one else to turn to." Blaine takes a breath. "When I finished she was horrified. I still remember her exact reaction, 'How can people get away with this shit? This is insane! That's it, B. You're staying here and that's final.'" Blaine laughed somewhat bitterly. "I couldn't believe someone cared enough to react like that. I had figured I would need to plead with her to get her to let me to stay. She was amazing to me."
"So I stayed at her house until around my sixteenth birthday. This was when I began to explore emancipation again. When we went into court, it was agreed that my parents would give me what they had originally had planned on giving me. This amounted to 1.3 million dollars." Kurt gasps.

"So I, as an emancipated child, bought this house to keep up the image that I still lived with my parents, applied to Dalton after Sadie Hawkins… and the rest is history." Kurt gapes at Blaine, still trying to make sense of everything.

"Blaine?"

"Yeah?"

"Can we… forget about today… and just… live like roommates?"

"Sure, Kurt. Sure."