Blaine.

Blaine rolled over in his bed, his alarm clock beeping insistently. He sat staring at it, until Nick groaned and threw a pillow at him, "Dude you've been staring at that clock for like 20 minutes TURN IT OFF!" Blaine stayed where he was until finally letting out a sigh and pressing the off button. He rolled onto his back and stared at the ceiling. Nick got up and started to stretch, "So do you wanna use the shower first or can I?" Blaine just shifted his position and stared at him. Nick decided to take that as the go ahead for him and grabbed his towel. When Blaine was alone his gaze landed back on the ceiling, the memories of yesterday flooding back to him.

Jeremiah's naked body bent over the countertop.

The surprised squeal the stranger had made when Blaine burst into the bathroom.

The vicious laughter that escaped Jeremiahs mouth when he noticed Blaine.

"I've been cheating on you this whole time."

"How stupid can you be?"

"Your even more pathetic than I thought you were."

The words had killed Blaine inside. He was embarrassed, upset, and completely crushed. When he muttered the words "Were done" and was merely met with a menacing chuckle and a "Get the fuck out of my room, me and Tim here are alittle busy." Something snapped inside of him. It was like he wasn't himself anymore. He stumbled back to his room in a daze and monotonly explained to Nick what had happened before slipping into bed and spending the night laying there. He couldn't sleep. He wasn't crying, or angry, he was empty. Just sat there staring at the wall. Much like he was doing right now. He glanced at the clock again, before rolling over and slipping his head under the covers. School just wasn't going to happen today.