AN: Yes, that is right, I wrote from the Criminal Chipmunk's POV. I have no idea what possesed me. This was inspired by lyrics from "When It Rains" by Paramore.
I heard the news through a friend of a friend, someone who had attended Karofsky's school. The moment I heard he had tried to kill himself, I thought about what I had told the guy at Scandals about going back into the closet. I know those words hadn't helped his self esteem any. Had probably helped him get closer to the edge he had crossed.
Sitting alone now in one of the Dalton's lounges, I replayed a lot of my actions this year. Coming back from Paris had been a culture change to me, but I was determined to be popular. To be one of the ruling forces at Dalton to hide just how uneasy I was at being in a new place. When I had met Blaine, it had been love at first sight. Finding out he was already taken had only made him more desirable. No matter what I tried though, I couldn't come between the feelings he and Kurt had for one another, which had led me to putting rock salt in a slushy meant for Kurt. The slushy that Blaine had stepped in front of Kurt to protect him from.
I knew then that it was hopeless and I hated losing. Winning Regionals had become even more important to me. I had started lashing out at people more. A few of the Warblers had even quit, and though I insisted it was because they couldn't hack being a Warbler, deep down I knew the reason was me.
I couldn't hide behind the facade I had created for myself anymore. It was time that I started making amends and I knew where I was going to start.