Author's Note: Sending my prayers to Boston tonight. It makes me sick to think about it. I hope you all are safe tonight. There is a break line about half way through this chapter that are Kurt's thoughts then after that paragraph its back to Blaine's POV. Here is 17.
May 27th 2012
The rest of the school year was pretty mellow. Our baseball team got 3rd in the state and Glee won regionals. Kurt and I made weekly trips to the woods for campouts and had bonfires with Tyler. I still hadn't told Tyler I'm gay. Things were better with his parents but kids at school were still jerks but he took it pretty well. I managed to squeak out an –A in Trig and I get to go to Chicago with Kurt in two days. I'm a little nervous about meeting his family but it will be a nice break from my family. I love them and all but my dad has been harder on my lately.
"We are free!" Kurt said. We had just finished our last exam and were clearing out our lockers. "I know, a whole summer of never seeing this school again. I get to spend three weeks in Chicago with you and you get to come to Michigan with me, it's going to be perfect." I said dumping all my junk into a box. "I'm so excited; my dad is going to love you. You guys can talk cars and all that crap." he said carefully empting his locker. "Okay let's get going." I said slamming my lock door shut. "Wait I want to take a picture of you. It's the last day of your sophomore year. You'll be a big kid next year, an upperclassman" he said. I rolled my eyes and gave a half smile. "Okay now one of me." He handed me his phone and gave a thousand dollar smile. "Now one of both of us." Kurt put his arm around my waist and snapped a picture of us. I look at it. I looked like a midget next to him. Kurt looked beautiful as always. "Okay, let's get going." I said walking out the front doors of the school and tossing my box in the truck bed with Kurt's. We sped out off the parking lot for the last time that year.
"We're home Ma!" I shouted dropping my box on the kitchen table. "How was your last day Blainey?" mom said drying her hands off. "It was fine." I said grabbing a bag of chips out of the cabinet and sitting on the counter top. "How about you Kurt?" my mom said shooing me off the counters. "It was nice." Kurt said grabbing a handful of chips. "Blaine are you all packed for tomorrow?" my mom nosed. "Ummmm" "Blaine go get pack you train leaves at 10 and it's an hour's drive." she said taking the chips from my hands. I winked at Kurt and pulled him up the stairs and into my room.
"You still haven't packed B?" Kurt said flopping in my desk chair. "So it's not like I have a big variety of cloths. I just throw some shirts and jeans in a bag and go." I said digging my suit case out of my closet. "How about I pack for you." he said ruffling my hair. "Deal." I said tossing my suit case on my bed. "Okay, so we will be gone for three weeks so you need a lot of cloths." Kurt said going through my closet. I laughed and sat on my bed. "What don't you ever where this?" Kurt said pulling out blue and pink checkered shirt with a collar. "Don't even ask. My ma bought it when she went to Maine with her sisters; she said it would make me look like a gentleman. I haven't ever worn it." I rolled my eyes. "It would look to cute on you. I'm packing it, also these jeans, these shirts, this sweater and this jacket. Okay now that you have decent cloths you can lay out whatever you usually wear and I'll fold them." he said laying the cloths he had chosen on the bed. I grabbed about a dozen t-shirt, a handful of socks, some plaid shirts, shorts, swim trunks and underwear and threw them on the bed. "You seriously have no taste in fashion. I'm taking you shopping when we get home." Kurt said folding my t-shirts. "Whatever you say Kurt, whatever you say." I said grabbing my glasses, phone charger, shoes, a baseball, my notebook, a hair brush, my guitar book with sheet music in it and my bible. I sat by Kurt on the bed and watched him pack everything into my suitcase. "You're way more organized than any 17 year old boy should be." I said ruffling his hair. "Don't touch the hair." he said shoving me. "Do you seriously need all this stuff Blaine, like a baseball really?" he said throwing it at me. "You never know." I shrugged and tossed it in the bag. "Okay now come help me pack." he said pulling me across the hall.
I looked around the room. Kurt had placed tons of pictures around the room. I let Kurt pack as I looked at all the pictures. There was one of him and his mother which I had seen, one of him and a short brown haired girl with a big nose, and one of Kurt and a really tall boy. Then there was a small framed picture of a younger looking Kurt and a bald man I didn't recognized sitting on the night stand. "That's my dad." Kurt said resting his head on my shoulder. "He looks nice." I said nervously setting it back down. "He will love you, B down worry." Kurt said patting me on the back and walking back to his closet. He folded a few more shirts into his suit case and zipped it up. "Alright, let's get this crap down stairs then we can go chill." I said grabbing Kurt suit case and walking across the hall to get mine. "Could you get my guitar please?" I said before walking down the hall. He grabbed it and followed me down the stairs. "Now what do you want to do?" Kurt said. "I say we go for a walk. I want to have a good memory of the sky before its gone." I said pulling him out the door. "We are going on a walk ma!" I shouted before pulling him out the door.
We walked around for about half an hour and turned back to the house. I stopped Kurt and pulled him into a hug. "I'm gonna miss you Kurt." I whispered. "I'm not leaving yet Blaine, we still have till next April until I go home for good." he said kissed me on the cheek. "Let's get home, your dad will be wondering where we are." Kurt said pulling me up the hill and back to the house. We went in the back door and slipped off our shoes. "Come sit down boys, dinners' ready." My mom said. We took our usual spots and joined our hands. "Dear Father, we thank you for a blessed year we have had. We pray that you keep Kurt and Blaine safe on their journeys tomorrow and that they arrive safely to the city. We pray that you watch over them while they are in the city and that they stay safe. We thank you for all your blessings. Amen." my dad said.
"What time are you two heading out tomorrow Blaine?" my dad asked. "I was thinking about 7:30 and stop for breakfast on the way maybe, if that's okay with Kurt." I asked looking at him. "Yeah that's fine." Kurt shrugged. I smiled and looked at my mom out of the corner of my eye. She was smirking at me and Kurt. "Are you sure you still want to go Blaine? It's a long way away for here." My mom cooed. "I'm sure Ma. Kurt will be with me at all times, it's not like I'm being dropped in the middle of nowhere." I said laughing. "Alright Blaine." my said mom collecting our plates. "Go make sure you have everything Blaine. You can't turn a train around if you forget something." Dad quipped helping ma with the dishes. "Yes sir." I pursed my lips and walked up the stairs to the last door on the left.
I went through my bag on more time and added a few things. Extra inhaler meds, eye glass cleaner, my baseball glove (you never know), and a picture me and my grandpa. I sat on my bed looking at it for a moment. I wonder if my grandpa would still be proud of me now. He was a preacher, a veteran. What if I let him down by being gay? It makes me sick to think of being a disappointment to him. He is my hero. I tossed the picture in my suit case and wiped my eyes. I set if back by the door and pulled off my shirt. I tossed it in the hamper along with my jeans. I looked in the mirror in my closet door. I'm short but I'm strong. My hair was a bushy mess of dark brown curls and my eyes were a green hazel color. I had random bruises on my legs from baseball and working in the barn but I'm so tan they almost blended in with skin. I don't know what Kurt saw in me. He could do so much better. Kurt was so beautiful and perfect and he didn't see that in himself. I shook my head and pulled on some shorts and crawled into bed and fell into a fitful sleep.
I stood in my shorts in front of the full length mirror on the back of the bedroom door. I was so upset by what I saw in the mirror. My perfectly pale skin was flawed by ugly lines running across my wrists and forearms. I used to be proud of who I was and now these cuts show that I was ashamed. I look elsewhere. I liked my eyes; they looked just like my mom. My hair was a light brown like my dad's was. I pulled on a pair of sweats and a baseball t-shirt that Blaine gave to me. I love how Blaine smelled, like the outdoors, fabric softener, and his cologne. I flopped on the bed and picked up the picture of my dad off the side table next to me. He is my everything. He has been so accepting of me and I'm sure he is going to love Blaine. But I still feel awful about cutting. I have put him through so much and he still loves me. He is my hero. I set it back on the table and slipped into a fairly peaceful sleep.
' .Beep.' I slapped my alarm clock maybe harder than necessary and rolled out of bed. Pulled on a pair of my better jeans and the shirt Kurt had laid out for me last night. It was my favorite green and brown plaid shirt the he said made my eyes pop; whatever that meant. I pulled on my boots that my mom cleaned off and grabbed my baseball cap off the hook on the back of my door. I pulled my door shut softly and knock on Kurt's door. "Morning Blaine." Kurt said pulling the door open and walking back to the little mirror over the dresser. He dusted his hair with a huge can of hair spray and ruffled it a little bit. He set it back on the dresser and sat on the bed next to me. "I don't know how you stand all that gunk in your hair." I said coughing at the smell of the hair spray. "The cost of beauty." he said pecking me on the cheek. "Let's get down stairs, my mom will want to take pictures before we leave and we can't miss our train." I said pulling him down the stairs. "Ohhh my boys!" my mom squealed. "Morning' ma." I said pulling her into a hug. "Okay let's get a picture." Mom said pulling us out to the porch. "Okay Blaine sit on the railing." Mom commanded. I hopped on the railing on the porch and gave a small smile. "Go stand next to him Kurt, Blaine put your arm around Kurt's shoulder." My mom said to Kurt. He smiled nervously and stood next to me. I pulled him in closer and rested my arm on his shoulder. "Perfect, are you two sure you have everything? Do you have extra meds Blaine, your phone charger?" she said pulling me off the railing. "I have everything ma. Please don't worry about me, I'm 16 I can do this." I said pulling her into a tight hug. "I'm going to miss you so much Blainey. Please call me when you can on the train." she whispered. "I promise, I love you ma." I said kissing her on the cheek. "Okay, go get your bags before I stop you from going." she smiled. I grabbed my suit case and guitar and gave my mom one last goodbye. I walked slowly out to the barn and slid my stuff into the bed and helped Kurt with his. I pulled the keys out of my pocket and started the truck. Kurt climbed in next to me and patted me on the shoulder. "You'll be home before you know it B." Kurt assured me. "I know, but it's the first time I've been away from my family for this long." I said pulling out of the drive way. "There're just a phone call away honey." he said kissing the back of my hand. "I like that." I smiled. "Like what?" Kurt asked. "You called me honey, sweetie." I said turning on to the highway. Kurt laughed and kissed me on the cheek. This would be a great trip.
Author's Note: We're off to see the wizard the wonderful wizard of Oz! I just felt that was necessary. Also, IT'S GLEE DAY! That's all I have to say for now my lovelies. You all are amazing! Love you guys! It almost summer, I only have 26 more days of school left and I get my braces off in 20 days! Thank goodness! Sorry I just had so share that with somebody!