Sam sits under a tree in the Lima City Park, hiding himself from the world. The events from the previous evening weren't what they had hoped they would be and this morning was even worse. He had never felt more alone in his entire life than he does in this moment. He didn't want to but he decided to reread the texts he had received earlier.
BLAINE: DUDE, DID I BRING SOMEONE HOME WITH ME LAST NIGHT? PRETTY SURE I HAD SEX. JUST DON'T REMEMBER WITH WHO…NEVER! DRINKING! AGAIN! LOL
BLAINE: WHOEVER IT WAS…I WAS WAAAAAY TOO ROUGH. THERE'S BLOOD ON MY SHEETS. OUCH!
Sam wipes away his tears as he remembers what happened the previous night after getting drunk with Blaine. He and Blaine had taken a taxi back to Blaine's house. Their mouths never parted the whole ride over. Blaine paid the cab and led Sam up to his room. The house was empty but Sam didn't question where the heads of the Anderson household were, he was too focused on the fact that he was kissing Blaine.
His heart was racing as they entered the bedroom. "I've wanted this for so long." Sam moans as Blaine kisses and nibbles at his neck.
"Oh God I want you." Blaine moans as his hands roam over Sam's chest, lifting the shirt off of him.
Sam intern rips open Blaine's button-down and attacks his chest. Before long both are naked, chest on chest, lips on lips and Sam is over the moon with joy. Blaine leads Sam back against the bed. When Sam feels the back of his knees connect with cloth and he grabs onto Blaine as the realness of the moment hits him and it nearly sobers him. He holds on for dear life and nuzzles his nose into the crook of Blaine's neck.
"I love you, Blaine." He murmurs softly planting a kiss. He lifts his head and stares into the eyes of the person he loves.
Blaine smiles, "I love you too." He says leaning forward and kissing Sam hard. Sam deepens the kiss and allows Blaine to lower him onto to bed behind him. When both are on the bed Blaine reaches for the lube and coats his hard cock.
When Sam feel's the tip poking at his entrance he spreads his legs further. He looks up at Blaine and smiles wanting to feel every part of Blaine. Blaine stares into Sam's eyes. "Are you sure?"
Sam nods with joyful, tear-filled eyes and nods. "It's OK, I want you to. I want to experience everything with you."
Blaine leans down and kisses Sam as he penetrates the blonde's opening. Sam tries to cry out, but his muffled scream is consumed in the kiss. The pain was excruciating, but Sam tries to keep his body relaxed, hoping the pain will turn to pleasure. He'd been reading about how gay men can have sex and he realized he and Blaine had forgotten to prep him before he bottomed for the first time. But, at the same time he didn't care because he was with Blaine.
Though tears are running down his cheeks Sam considers this moment to be perfect. He can feel himself getting closer as Blaine hits something inside of him that causes him to cry out Blaine's name. He feels his load fire between their bodies and he feels Blaine cum inside him. He's sore but he feels complete. As Blaine collapsed onto his body Sam let out a sigh of content. "That was perfect. I love you, Blaine."
Blaine rolls off and curls his body into Sam's. "I love you too, Kurt." He says whispering before he falls asleep.
Once he was certain Blaine was out for the night he slipped out of the bed and cleaned himself off. That was when he realized he was bleeding. He got dressed and crept his way out of the house. He waited for a cab to pick him up.
Once he was home he was still somewhat drunk and exhausted that he didn't realize what room he had stumbled into until he heard Finn screaming at him for sleeping in Kurt's bed, and to make matters worse he'd gotten blood on the sheets. It was only two small streaks but Finn didn't care and he exiled Sam from the Hudson/Hummel house within thirty minutes. He barely had enough time to grab his clothes.
FINN: I DON'T EVER WANT YOU IN THIS HOUSE AGAIN! DON'T EVEN TRY TO APOLOGIZE FOR WHAT YOU DID! I WILL NEVER FORGIVE YOU!
As he rereads Finn's text he begins to cry. Not only had Blaine been so drunk that he thought he was sleeping with Kurt, he also doesn't even remember it. And on top of that he's lost the closest thing he had to a brother after losing his family.
His phone buzzes with a new text from Sebastian. It's a picture of Sam and Blaine kissing at the bar with two sentences under it.
SEBASTIAN: GUESS BLAINE WAS WRONG AND I WAS RIGHT. HOPE YOU TWO ARE HAPPY.
Another text arrives.
SEBASTIAN: DON'T THINK I'M GIVING UP WITHOUT A FIGHT, SO BEST OF LUCK.
Sam closes out of the texts and is about to put his phone away when it starts to ring. Rachel's name pops up. He answers it crying. "He…hello."
….
Blaine sits on the edge of his bed, his head pounding from a night of heavy drinking. He checks to see if Sam has finally responded to his texts but he's disappointed when he doesn't hear back. He tries to call him but he hears the beep that you get when someone is on the phone with someone else. So he hangs up and calls Sebastian.
"Hey what are you doing?" Blaine asks happily when he hears a chipper hello.
"Nothing much, just chilling in the hot tub," Sebastian says curious as to why Blaine is calling him right now. He can't help but wonder if the sex was bad with Sam.
Blaine feels nervous but he needs answers about what he did last night. "Did we have sex last night? Or did you see who I went home with last night? I…I tried texting Sam, but he seems to be busy at the moment when I called him."
Sebastian laughs. "No we didn't have sex, and I," Sebastian doesn't want to give away Sam, knowing he can use it against the blonde later, "didn't see who you went home with. It was some random guy. You just snuck out so I had to take Sam home."
"OK well, since Sam's busy do you want to grab some lunch later? I think I need to eat some hangover food." Blaine says with a groan and a somewhat laugh.
"Sure, I'll pick you up around noon." Sebastian says before hanging up.
….
Sebastian composes a text to Sam.
SEBASTIAN: I COVERED FOR YOU WITH BLAINE, HE DOESN'T REMEMBER THAT YOU TWO HAD SEX. YOU ARE NOW IN MY DEBT AND I WILL COLLECT. OR YOU CAN JUST BACK OFF AND GIVE ME BLAINE. YOUR CHOICE, DUDE.
A few seconds later he gets his answer.
SAM: HE'S ALL YOURS. I DON'T WANT HIM ANYMORE.
…..
Two days pass and Sam has spent the past couple of nights on Rachel's couch. She's agreed to not say anything to Finn, Blaine, or anyone else, but that doesn't mean she likes keeping the secret.
She finds him walking in a daze to one of his classes and she pulls him into an empty classroom, unable to keep her opinions to herself. "Sam, you and Blaine slept together and he called you Kurt. You need to talk to him about it. Or at the very least talk to Finn. I know he would calm down if he knew the truth." Rachel grabs Sam's face when he tries to look away. "Sam, I don't like seeing you this way. You need to talk to someone. At least go talk to Ms. Pillsbury, she legally has to keep it a secret so she can't tell anyone, not even Mr. Schue."
"Fine, I'll talk to her, but I don't know what I'm going to say." He says with a huff.
Rachel looks at him with sympathetic eyes. "Just tell her about whatever comes up first. Focus on one event and the rest will fall into place."
With that Sam walks off for Emma's office. When he gets there he can see Will is talking to her, not paying attention to the fact that the door is open.
"Emma how am I supposed to do this?" He asks with a sad voice. Sam decides to hang back and listen even though he knows he shouldn't.
Emma takes Will's hand and looks him in the eyes. "You just have to tell Sam, that you are his biological father in a way that he won't freak out, get angry, and storm out. Show him the letter and tell him everything you told me at home the other night."
Sam steps forward and Emma's eyes go wider than usual when she sees the look in the young man's eyes. Will turns and his heart drops when he realizes that Sam had overheard everything. "Sam," He says cautiously moving towards his son.
"Don't." Sam says sternly. His eyes fill with tears just as he runs off down the hall.
Will starts to go after him but Emma tells him to let Sam go and cool off. "Let him come to you." She says feeling uneasy about the situation. She gets up and goes over to Will and holds him.
"What if he doesn't come back, Emma? He says with a sob.
….
As Sam is running down the hall he starts to notice people are staring at him. His phone is buzzing like crazy in his pocket but he ignores the calls and texts. When he gets to his locker he sees dozens of the same photo Sebastian had texted him hanging on all of the lockers, save for his own. When he gets to his locker to collect his things his heart explodes from the sight of the word "FAG" spray-painted on the door. He drops his bag and runs out of the school.
Once he gets to Rachel's he goes into her dads' bathroom. He rifles through the pill bottles until he finds the pain killers. He just wants it all to end so he runs the water and takes all of the white tablets. He goes into Rachel's room and it isn't long before he begins to feel the effects of the drugs. The darkness begins to creep into the room and overtake the light. He's always believed that suicide was the ultimate sin, the kind a person could never be forgiven for. He didn't care though, to Sam, hell would be a welcome change to the nightmare he was in now. His eyes finally close and he feels himself given into the shadow as his body goes limp and the empty bottle falls from his hand onto the floor.
...
Blaine is standing in the hallway horrified at the site of the photos being displayed like that. He digs for his phone and desperately calls Sam's number. When it hits the voicemail his heart drops. "SAM! It's me, Blaine," Tears fall from his eyes and his voice cracks. "Please call me!" His mind swirls and he remembers it was Sam that he'd gone home with. All of the memories from that night return and he can feel Sam's kiss, smell his skin, and taste his mouth. "I'm so sorry Sam. This is all my fault."
Before Blaine can hang up and try again he feels someone grab him and slam him into the lockers. When he gets his bearings, he looks into the eyes of a furious Finn. "Rachel told me what you did to Sam! You are so dead!" Blaine feels Finn's fist make contact with his stomach and he gasps out in agonizing pain. Finn fires a second punch, an uppercut, to Blaine's chin and finally a hard left hook that connects with Blaine's right eye.
Rachel pulls Finn away. "Finn! Stop it!"
He turns and looks at her, she's terrified. "He hurt Sam!"
"So did you!" She fires back. "But the important thing right now is finding him and making sure he's alright! Now both of you grab the others and start looking for him. I'm going home to see if he's there, since you kicked him out and he's staying with me now."
Finn helps Blaine to his feet and the two put their issues on the back burner to find Sam as Rachel has ordered. When Rachel gets home she finds Sam's car in the driveway and she hurries into the house. When she finally gets to her room she steps on the plastic bottle, crushing it with the weight of her foot. She looks down at the label and her heart races with panic. She looks up and sees Sam on her bed. She calls for an ambulance as she checks to see if Sam is still breathing. She can feel a small shallow breath come from her friend's nose and she begs the dispatcher to hurry.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: HOPE YOU LIKE THIS CHAPTER. I WAS PLANNING ON SPACING SOME OF THIS OUT, BUT IT JUST ENDED UP DEVELOPING THIS WAY. YOU GUYS HAVE MADE MY DAY WITH ALL THE REVIEWS THIS STORY HAS GOTTEN SO FAR, FOR HAVING SO FEW CHAPTERS. IT MEAN SO MUCH TO ME THAT YOU ALL HAVE TAKEN THE TIME TO NOT ONLY READ THE STORY BUT TO LEAVE ME YOUR COMMENTS. THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH.