"Hey are you ok?" the other guy asked coming out of the bathroom. I think his name is Eli. I remember meeting a guy named Eli.

"No."

"Oh. Do you regret....?"

"Very much so. Sorry if that hurts your feelings."

"Not going to lie it does sting a little. You seemed into it last night."

"I was drunk last night."

"Do you want me to drive you somewhere?"

"Can you just call me a cab please? I would but I don't know where I am."

"Yeah ok."

I waited for the cab outside not wanting to spend a second longer in that house then I already had.

I needed to get back to Dalton and shower; I needed to punch Sebastian for making me go out in the first place and for not stopping me from going home with a stranger. I needed to punch myself for going home with a stranger, for cheating on Kurt. I needed to talk to Kurt, to see if he had chosen Mark and if he hadn't to see if he'd still want me now that I was...soiled.

When the cab pulled up at Dalton Sebastian was waiting in the parking lot with a bottle of water and some aspirin.

"You look like shit." He greeted me.

"I feel like shit."

"Tell me you used a condom."

"I think so."

"You think so?"

"I don't remember any of it but there was a box of condoms and an empty wrapper so yeah I think so."

"Good. That's something."

"Doesn't matter Kurt is still going to hate me."

"Probably."

"Don't tell anyone ok? Especially not Wes."

"I won't."

"Thanks."

"You have to tell Kurt though Blaine."

"I know."

I turned off my phone then I got in the shower and turned it on as hot as it would go, I wanted to burn his touch off of my skin. As I shower I begin to remember bits of the night, I remember dancing with Eli, I remember I initiated the first kiss. I remember him asking if I was sure as he undid my pants and I remember saying yes. I would give anything to go back in time and prevent it from happening but I don't know how to do that so I'm going with having to try and burn my skin off. When the hot water ran out I dried myself off and dressed in old sweats, I gathered up the clothes I had been wearing last night and threw them down the trash shoot, I would never be able to look at them again without remembering what happened. I crawled into my bed and vowed never to leave it again.