Today was it. Blaine had made his decision… Today was the day he was going to come out to his parents. Cooper and Sarah, already knew and fully supported him. He was ready… I mean his dad loved him right? Right?

“Are you ready? He’ll be home soon” asked the tall, slender dark haired girl stood in front of him.

“Yeah Sarah… I’m tired of hiding this from him, it’s who I am, he can’t hate me for that.” said Blaine, smiling at his sister.

“Okay, honey” She told him kissing the top of his curls, she was quite a bit taller than him for a younger sister.

“Where’s Coop?” asked Blaine looking anxious.

“He’s downstairs looking out for mom and dad and boiling the kettle” she said reassuringly rubbing his shoulder.

Blaine started pacing, going over exactly what he was going to say in his head, over and over again. His palms had begun to sweat; he breathing became shallow and rapid.

“Here calm down sweetie everything is going to be fine. Dad loves you, he really does” said Sarah pulling Blaine in to a tight hug.

That moment the sound of the door opening emanated from downstairs… they were home, it was time.

“Blaine, Cooper, Sarah. We’re home” said Richard Anderson.

“Okay, Blaine are you sure you’re ready” asked Sarah, for what felt like the thousandth time.

“Yes, I’m sure” stated Blaine, flashing Sarah a nervous smile.

“Coming dad!” shouted Sarah in the direction of the stairs, straightening up Blaine’s tie, he hadn’t changed out of his Dalton uniform.

“Ah, Blaine, My boy.” said Richard “How was school today?”

Blaine’s dad was a tall bald man; he always wore suits and was a big lawyer for a huge accounting firm, his eyes (unlike Blaine’s) were hard and grey.

“Oh you know same old stuff, Jeff was insane, Nick put up with it I honestly don’t know how on earth Nick rooms with him” said Blaine stalling.

After that Blaine’s mom, a short, slender woman with Blaine’s eyes and curly dark hair entered the room with the tray full of tea and biscuits Cooper had prepared.

“Mom, Dad…” Blaine took a deep breath “I need to tell you something.”

“What is it?” asked Richard “you’re not failing a class or something are you? Or got someone pregnant?”

How just like his father to worry about those things.

“No, Dad” said Blaine taking another deep breath, man this was harder than he thought “Dad, I’m-I’m gay”

The expression on his dad face hardened. Anger was flaring up in his eyes; Cooper must have noticed this too. He walked calmly to Blaine’s side crossing his arms, staring Richard down.

“Blaine, Why choose to be ridiculed?” questioned Richard.

“It’s not a choice, Dad, I’ve tried for years to tell myself that, saying it was just a phase, I thought I was broken, but it isn’t and I’m not. I’m Attracted to boys! So what! It doesn’t change who I am, Dad. I’m still your son Blaine!”

Richard lunged at Blaine but Cooper got there before Richard could lay a finger on him.

“Dad,” shouted Cooper “Blaine, didn’t choose this, He’s still Blaine.”

“Coop, you can’t honestly tell me you support this?”

“Yes I do, he’s my brother, and he means the world to me! And he should to you too.”

“He is not my son!” spat Richard.

“Yes he is” Sarah shouted, cradling a sobbing Blaine.

“He’s not! I’d never bring up a VILE thing like him!” Richard yelled.

With that Blaine broke free of Sarah’s hold and ran upstairs, tears streaming down his face.

Why did his dad think it was his choice? Why did his dad hate him, it didn’t change anything about him he was still the same Blaine as he was before… his dad just knew more about his son. Blaine collapsed on to his bed sobbing in to his pillow… then the sound of his dad heavy footsteps came thundering up the stairs.

“BLAINE THEODORE ANDERSON” Richard voice boomed from the landing. “GET OUT HERE YOU FAG!”

Blaine stayed where he was on his bed, tears still falling in to the pillow when he felt a strong arm yank him up off the bed.
“STAND UP AND FACE ME LIKE THE MAN YOU CLEARLY ARE NOT!!!!!”

After that announcement Blaine felt his father’s fist collide with the side of his face, the force of the hit made him collapse to the ground. His mouth filled with the metallic taste of blood whilst his cheek throbbed painfully. His father’s strong hand pulled him by the scruff of his collar.

“STAND UP YOU STUPID FAIRY!!”

“Dad!” Sarah cried “What are you doing to Blaine?”

“TEACHING HIM A LESSON, CHOICES HAVE CONCEQUENCES!!!” said Richard swinging at Blaine again

“DAD! IT’S NOT A FUCKING CHOICE OKAY!! HE WOULD NEVER CHOOSE THIS; HE SAW HOW EVERYONE TREATED RYAN’S DADS BACK IN ALABAMA!!!!” shouted Cooper.

“BLAINE THEODORE ANDERSON, LEAVE THIS HOUSE… YOU ARE AN EMBARRASSMENT TO US ALL. WE WANT NOTHING TO DO WITH YOU. YOU ARE A DISGRACE.”

“But dad” Blaine pleaded “this doesn’t change anything I'm the same Blaine” tears falling somehow this soothed his cheek, although it stung slightly.

“NO, YOU ARE NOT BLAINE, YOU ARE NOT MY SON!” bellowed Richard. “YOU ARE BANNED FROM THIS HOUSE AND YOU ARE NOT ALLOWED TO SEE SARAH OR COOPER! IF YOU TWO EVEN ASSOCIATE WITH HIM WILL DISOWN YOU!!!”

“NO DAD…YOU CAN’T…” Sarah sobbed falling in to Cooper hugging him.

“BLAINE YOU WILL PACK YOUR THINGS, AND YOU ARE GOING TO START BORDING AT DALTON”

Richard gave Blaine an hour to pack all his uniforms and books. He said tearful goodbyes to Cooper and Sarah, who slipped him his mobile back telling him to call them when he needed them. His dad drove him to Dalton, still yelling abuse at him.

Blaine arrived at Dalton that evening be given a dorm room; he was to share with Logan, his mentor and quite a close friend, and that evening he cried himself to sleep. this was the first of many nights with tears soaked pillows.

Blaine was behind in most of his classes to due to the lack of sleep; he was regularly having midnight phone calls with Sarah and Cooper, his dad kept sending him letters calling him a fag and see if he’d ‘straightened up’ yet, Blaine began just throwing them in the bin unopened. One day Sarah and Cooper had stopped replying to his e-mails, or returning his calls so he thought they’d changed their minds and found him as ‘disgusting’ as his father did, they were the only things that kept him sane, he’d withdrawn from Nick and Jeff (they didn’t know no-one at Dalton did, except Logan, but Blaine didn’t know that).

Blaine had had enough, he thought holding the small plastic tub, rolling it around in his hands. He’d written the letter, not that anyone would actually care (or even read it) it’d make his dad’s life a lot easier. He poured a handful of the small white pills in to his hand, his roommate Logan wouldn’t be back from warblers practice for an hour, so it was the perfect time, Logan wouldn’t be back in time to save him. He began to take the pills one by one when he’d finished the handful he lay down on his bed an allowed himself to drift off.

Logan entered the dorm room, he’d forgotten his sheet music and he saw Blaine on his bed left arm hanging lifelessly off the bed.

“Blaine” said Logan concerned shaking Blaine’s shoulder. “Blaine wake up”

He saw the small, empty pill bottle on the floor and a sealed envelope on his desk. He quickly whipped out his phone and dialled 911.

“Hello, My name is Logan Wright and my roommate has overdosed on paracetamol I don’t know how long ago he took it, could you please send an ambulance to Dalton Academy Dorm 118 thanks,”

Logan left the note untouched, if they couldn’t save Blaine then his family, no matter how much his father hated him should be the ones to open it.

The next thing Blaine remembers is waking up in the hospital. Logan was sat at his bedside dark circles under his eyes. On the other side of his bed sat Sarah and Cooper their eyes were puffy and there were tear tracks down their cheeks. Then Logan woke up.

“Oh Blaine” He said getting up a walking up to him “Glad you’re alright”

“What happened, how did I get here?” Blaine asked the tall blonde boy

“Well after you ODed, I came back to the dorm room” Logan began tears falling down his cheeks “I’d forgotten my sheet music you see, and I came back to laying on your bed, so I called 911. What took you up to that edge Blaine?”

“The real question is why’d you save me? No-one really cares about me.” said Blaine, believing every word he said.

“I care Blaine, I’ve always cared since we first became roommates, and so do they.” said Logan tears still in his eyes.

“Oh really is that why they stop answering my calls and E-mails!” snapped Blaine.

The fierceness in Blaine voice awoke both Sarah and Cooper.

“Blaine! You’re okay thank god.” Sarah squealed moving to hug him but he turned away.

“Blaine?” Cooper asked “What’s wrong?”

“WHAT’S WRONG IS THAT NEITHER OF YOU ANSWERED MY CALLS OR E-MAILS” Blaine yelled chest heaving with sobs “I REALLY NEEDED YOU GUYS WHEN YOU DIDN’T ANSWER… I thought- I –I thought you didn’t care about me anymore”

“Awww Blaine honey,” said Sarah “Of course we still care… Dad found out that we were still in contact with you, and well he took our phones and laptops, we’ve gone completely off the grid and he won’t even let us leave the house without him… he pulled us out of school.”

"Oh" said Blaine, feeling a pang of guilt” I'm sorry"

"No need to be sorry we're just glad you're okay" smiled Cooper.

“Honey, why did you do it" asked Sarah as the tears started falling again.

“No one cared... I feel like no one cares about me and that I’m a waste of space... And dad he hates me now he's said several times that he wished I didn't exist and I began to wish that too I had withdrawn from everyone... Even Nick and Jeff... I didn't think they'd understand and I couldn't take abuse from dad via letter let alone two of my closest friends. Do they know I'm here?"

"Yes" said Logan “they noticed I didn't turn up to warbler practice and came looking for me and saw us getting into the ambulance... They said they'd come round later, but if you don't want them to know about... Well you know then I could tell them not to"

"Wait how do you know that" asked Blaine” I haven't told anyone at Dalton"

"Well my dad is exactly the same, he dumped me here when I came out to him I withdrew from everything... I was so depressed but I never got to that edge..." Logan eyes filled with tears and he smiled weakly at Blaine.

Nick and Jeff arrived at that point.

“Oh Blaine, thank god you're okay" said Nick running over to him.

"Okay I think I owe you guys an explanation" said Blaine “when I started boarding you knew I had dad problems but I never told you why... Well my dad kicked me out because I'm-I’m gay"

“Oh Blainers that sucks, not everyone can have a dad as accepting as mine" said Jeff.

"Oh" said Blaine sounding surprised “you’re gay?"

“Yeah,” said Jeff “could you not tell?”

Blaine shook his head.

“No not at all” He replied.

“Well, then you defiantly wouldn’t be able to tell that I am” said Nick.

This announcement earned him three shocked looks from the Dalton boys in the room.

“Yes, I am gay, I came out to my parents last year, they are still not in love with the idea but they’re coming around” Nick continued.

“I’m sorry I shut you guys out” said Blaine welling up.

“Oh Blaine, don’t be silly” said Jeff “we understand but next time just talk to us…”

“Any of us.” supplied Logan.

When Blaine looked up from his hand to look at the boy he loved, he was saddened by the tears falling silently down his cheeks, by the way sobs racked his body. A weight was lifted off his shoulders… he’d told him… there was no more secrets… were there?