Blaines POV Contd . . . :

"When I thought Tony was bad I hadnt met Taylor yet. He broke my heart more than Tony ever did, but Im getting too far ahead of myself.

"I met Taylor at a gay bar. Yes, Ive been to a gay bar a couple times through the duration of the year.

"I walked back to the bar and ordered a beer then turned and watched as couples of all kinds grinned on each other on the dance floor. I sighed because I was still getting over Tony at the time as I watched the lovers actually loving each other.

"Taylor came up and sat next to me. He didnt order a drink, no, instead he started to stare at me. Really, really stare. Of course it wasnt in a creepy way like he was facing toward me and didnt blink once. No, it was more of a side stare as he faced in the direction of the bar.

"My suspicions got the best and I just had to ask him. He told me I was absolutely stunning. I looked down at my outfit and wondered what he saw, I was dressed no different than usual. I was flattered, nonetheless, and at that moment I forgot what Tony did to me.

"He took my hands and drug me to the bathroom. I already knew where this was going and didnt object. He picked me up and sat me on the sinks, pressed his body on me and his lips on mine. I remember the kiss well. It was sloppy, I could tell he was a little drunk and his lips were chapped, I cant even describe how chapped they were. Somehow the kiss flashed me back to you. I still remember your lips, Kurt, and they werent yours. I still let him kiss me, hard, though I never kissed back.

"Now, before we get much farther you are probably wondering why I never compared with Tony. I did, to Brinley. I didnt think of you, Kurt because Brinley and Tony kissed the same. I did compare Brinley to you, Kurt, and like Taylor, she wasnt you. In the end, you have been my favorite kiss, and if this blush says anything it really was an excellent kiss. But before you say anything just let me finish.

"Okay, so we kind of know where this lead. He kept pursuing the kiss, and the kiss turned to sucking at random parts at the top of my body, and the sucking at my neck and ears made it down to the removal of a shirt and my nipples being licked, and the nipples turned into my jeans being unzipped, and you guessed it: I had my dick sucked on that bathroom sink.

"Is this getting too much? Do you really need to hear that? Im sorry, but it puts us in the course of this relationship.

"It went on for a month, I was clueless. He. Just. Used. Me. For. Sex. It was a shame too, I really liked him. He was fucking many people at the same time. He never wanted a real relationship. Well, not exactly. This was where things really got me. He. Was. Married. To. A. Woman! He used us like his prostitutes! His escape from his wife! I shouldve known...

"I found out while lying in bed with him after... you know... anyways, I told you I really liked him and I made myself believe I actually loved him. I turned to Taylor and told him that too. He was disgusted and told me about his wife and the three other men he was screwing around with then gathered his things and left. It just ripped me to shreds...

"And even though I thought I could not be more devastated it only took me a week to get over him and on to Jeffery."