Blaine is thirteen years old when he comes out to our parents.
I was home from California on Christmas break.
"Mom, Dad, Coop." He says standing up at the dinner table the day after Christmas. "I have something to tell you guys."
"Is it those damn bullies again? Blaine you need to man up son, I can't go calling the principle every time there's a bump in the road."
"They're still bothering you? I thought they stopped." I chimed in. Blaine gave me a pointed look.
"No dad that's not just please let me speak okay?"
"Sure honey what's the problem?"
"I-I" He sucked in a deep breath. "I'm gay."
"Y-you're, you're gay?" Our father questioned him. To say this was a surprise would be a lie. I had the idea since we little and he wanted the male action figures to get married.
Our father on the other hand well, Elton John put it nicely, A "Jesus freak". He's an extremely close minded man.
"You're not gay Blaine."
"But I am."
"No you're not." He started laughing. The man had officially entered loony town. What the actual hell? "You are funny Blaine nearly gave me a heart attack. Ha! Gay."
"Umm…"
"Dad I don't think he's joking…" I looked over at our mother. Senators wife Angela Anderson. Her face showed what she thought. I can only imagine how Blaine must feel.
"I'm not!"
"Blaine dear, do you know how bad this is for our reputation? We are respected in the church community. You can't just say you're gay. You haven't even had a girlfriend." Angela chimed in. Blaines mouth hung open.
"I don't need to date a girl to know I'm gay mom. I am attracted to boys in a way that I just don't feel for girls." Our father seemed to come back to reality at this.
"Go to you're room Blaine." He said sternly.
"Wh-what? Why?"
"I have to talk to your mother and brother now go." He gave me a pleading look at he walked out.
"When did he become so disobedient. He was a good kid!"
"No offense dad but he's the same person."
"No, no he's not. I just don't understand. Cooper did you know about this?"
"No. But I don't care. He's just Blaine, whether he likes girls or boys."
"Maybe you could do stuff with him to see that he's not gay." Our mother suggested. I just laughed outright.
"You two are ridiculous. He's gay, life goes on. Get over it. Now if you will excuse me I'm going to congratulate my little brother on being so brave as to tell his ignorant parents that he in fact like boys." WIth that I walked up stairs. Music was streaming from Blaines' room. I could hear him softly singing along. I knocked on the door.
"Dad?"
"Nope, it's Cooper."
"Oh, hey Coop, your not mad. Are you?"
"Of corse not kid. I'm so proud of you."
"Y-you don't care?"
"Me? No are kidding, I work in the fucking movie industry, half the population there is gay." Blaine laughed. "They'll come around soon, hopefully."
"Yeah, hopefully."
"Thanks Coop."
"For what?"
"Making me feel like someone cared."
"I will always care Blaine, always."