A/N: This chapter is slightly shorter but it is a pretty big one for Blaine's behalf, so hang in there with me, okay? (: Enjoy! Btw, HAPPY GLEE DAY! And remember guys can be divas too. Disclaimer: I do not own Glee.

Chapter 21: Please tell me I'll never get used to it.

A month had passed by pretty fast, Blaine realized once he woke up on Monday morning two weeks later. His suspension was over and he would be going back to school today, but Kurt wont be there. He got up from his bed and quickly got dressed.

Once he was done he skipped breakfast, he wasn't very hungry anyway. He took the car and drove towards the school, he was actually nervous. He wondered how fast the rumours had spread around the school and how everyone would react once he came back. He shaked the feeling off and thought about what a certain young man had once told him.

"Courage, Blaine." he heard himself say. He took a few deep breaths and it actually made him feel calmer. He was already daily harrassed, what was the worst thing that could happen?

Blaine parked his car and walked inside the school and how he got greeted was even worse than a slushie in the face or a punch in the gut. People got quiet once they saw him and they were just staring, staring as if he was some kind of freak with eight arms or something. It made him so incredibly uncomfortable, he gripped onto his bag tighter and kept walking with his head held high. He did his best to ignore the people pointing and whispering. Suddenly someone called after him.

"Did you sleep with the teacher?!" the voice asked. Blaine just shaked his head in disbelief and kept on walking until he reached his locker.

"I bet he did, the faggot couldn't keep his dick out of someones ass for ten minutes so he had to grab onto the teacher!" Someone else said. Blaine just quickly took the books out of his locker and walked quickly towards his first class. He was happy to find Tina in the back of the class, sitting alone, Mike must be absent today. He sat down next to her and burried his face in his arms, hiding away from the world.

"Blainers, are you alright?" she asked, concerned and stroke her hand over his back.

"Do I look okay?" he asked, tears stinging his eyes. "Everyone thinks I slept with the teacher!"

"It will be okay, it might be a trend for the rest of the week but next week it will be old news." she said. Blaine wiped his tears quickly and sat up straight.

"I- I hope so." he stuttered.

"I know it will be." she said and hugged him tightly. Blaine hugged back for pure life, he didn't realize how much he needed that hug before.

"I love you, Tina." he said.

"I love you too, Blaine." she replied and he could feel her smiling.

The lesson continued and so did the whispers and catcalls. Blaine did his best to ignore them, but after being called a man slut and a disgusting faggot over and over again it got too much for him. He was having lunch and the entire cafeteria was watching him, judging him for things they didn't know about. Eventually he left the table and ran towards the boys bathroom, completely overwhelmed and heartbroken. He locked himself into one of the stalls and let those burning tears roll down his cheeks, he allowed himself to cry, when no one else could see.

"Blaine?" He heard a familiar voice say, the familiar voice belonged to Mike.

"Y-Yeah." Blaine sniffled and wiped his tears.

"Are you crying?" Mike asked and tried to open the door.

"No…" Blaine lied and unlocked the door, he walked out and washed his hands over the zink.

"Yes you did, your eyes are red, I can see that." Mike sighed. Blaine didn't answer, he just looked at his reflection in the mirror. What he saw wasn't Blaine the happy smiley boy. This was someone else. The boy he was watching looked tired, his eyes were red with dark circles under them. He had gotten a lot thinner since he hadn't been eating more than maybe once a day for the past month. Sure, the boy was still dressed nice and his hair was gelled, but everything else was missing. Blaine shaked his head and looked away, he didn't bare to see himself.

"I know how much it must hurt, Blaine… and you have all the rights in the world to cry, you don't need to be ashamed."

"I'm not." Blaine said and sniffled. "I'm just tired. I'm tired of feeling like this, tired of never getting enough sleep, tired of crying all the time, tired of being bullied, tired of thinking about him all the time…"

"I get that. But you need to let go, Blainers." Mike said and patted his shoulder.

"I can't, Mike!" Blaine snapped and turned around to face him completely. "I can't stop wondering why he did what he did, if he ever loved me, where he is right now, if he's heartbroken, if it was all a game! That's all that's in my head right now, spinning around like crazy, making me dizzy. Every single day. I've been seeing a therapist for a month, not even that helps!"

"Then maybe you should go find out." Mike said after a few minutes of silence after Blaine's outburst.

"W-What do you mean?" Blaine asked and sighed.

"Maybe you should go see him, talk to him, ask him all this… Look, I don't know what was going on between you two, but from what Tina's been telling me, it sounds a lot like he was truly in love with you. I think he would give you answers Blaine, he couldn't ever just slam the door in your face again."

"But what if he does? I can't take that, I will die. I will emotionally die." Blaine said and felt his heart ache by the thought.

"It's worth a try, buddy. If this was about me and Tina and she did this to me, I would demand some answers, no matter how hard it would be." Mike said and then walked out. Blaine remained in silence, thinking about what Mike just said. Maybe he had a point? Maybe he needed answers before he could move on. Suddenly the door opened again, Blaine didn't know who to expect to come in but of all people in the entire school, Jason entered the empty bathroom. Blaine looked up at him, his own eyes reflecting horror. Jason just smiled, that stunning, evil, awful smile with teeth. He closed the door behind him and walked towards Blaine.

"Well, well, well…" He started. "Isn't it Blaine Anderson, can we find a Kurt Hummel in any of the stalls huh? I bet you two couldn't stay five minutes without fucking eachother so he had to sneak in here and wait for you between classes." Blaine didn't answer, he just did his best to avoid screaming. He felt his hands turn into fists as he tried to control his breathing. Eventually he shaked his head.

"Oh, well. Maybe he already left." Jason shrugged.

"Jason, for the last fucking time, I haven't slept with him!" Blaine spoke through gritted teeth.

"Of course you haven't." Jason said. He wasn't serious, he was making fun of him.

"Believe what you want, then." Blaine said and turned to leave, he couldn't stay here for another minute. A hand pushed against his chest stopped him, Jason narrowed his eyes and in one motion he had Blaine pinned up against the wall infront of him. Those ice cold eyes staring into Blaine's, that horrible feeling of the oxygen leaving his lungs, the fear and his heart beating furiously against his ribcage. It was moments like this, moments when he knew he was about to get his ass kicked, he thought to himself:

Blaine Anderson, you've been a boxer almost your whole life, do something!

You can do this, you know you can, don't be such a coward!

You are stronger than this, stronger than him.

Don't let him hurt you, get him off of you!

Blaine then brought his hands up to Jason's arm which was currently pushed against his neck, choking him. Blaine got a pretty good grip on his arms and in one quick motion he turned Jason's arm and twisted it backwards, forcing Jason to release the grip and turn so his back was facing him. Blaine then turned Jason and pushed him up against the wall instead and suddenly it was his own arm that was pushed up against his neck. He was in control.

"W-What the fuck are you doing?!" Jason stuttered out, fighting back but failing. Blaine smirked, for one split second he could understand why bullies enjoyed moments like this. To see the fear in the persons eyes, feel its heart beat so fast, see the panic build up inside them for a change. It was such an overwhelming feeling of power. But since Blaine had a heart, that feeling didn't last very long, but he didn't let go.

"Do you have any idea how fucking sick I am of your catcalls, constant insults and bullying? How you are constantly ruining my life, making sure you remind me every single damn day of how worthless, faggy and disgusting I am!" Blaine raised his voice, if he saw himself right now he would probably have been afraid too, but Jason's face expression was priceless. He just shaked his head and his breathing became faster, was he about to cry? Either way, Blaine didn't give a damn.

"J-Just hit me already." Jason said. "I know you've wanted to since 6th grade, now hit me, you've got your chance."

"I'm not gonna hit you, Jason." Blaine said, his voice slightly softer. He stared at him in disbelief, Blaine wasn't a violent person.

"Why the hell not?" Jason asked. "I've treated you like shit your whole life. I've spread nasty rumours, thrown you in the dumpster, beaten you up, set you up on a fake date, convincing the entire school you were born with a vagina." Blaine just shaked his head.

"I could never do that to a person. I couldn't ever make them feel that way or hurt them that way, not even you." Blaine looked him right in the eyes. "Everything you've done to me, it hurt, it still does. It has ruined my entire high school experience."

"I know that, so hit me already!" Jason practically begged.

"No." Blaine said and let go of him, Jason fell to the floor right on his butt. "I'm not a bully." He finished and walked out of the bathroom.

Once he had the eyes was back on him, he couldn't take it anymore. He ran to his locker to grab his bag and his coat, he then slammed it shut and ran out to his car. He could hear Tina call after him but he ignored her and just drove straight home. He was done.

TBC