I have decided to do a Klaine FanFic of Glee. I am trying to [still] get over episode The Break Up. So here I am writing a fanfic. This is my first fanfic that is not HP so bear with me!______________________________________________________________
Its been while since me and Kurt broke up and I still can barely breathe. I never knew anything could hurt this much. But now here I am: writing in a journal crying over my first love. He was my first...and I wanted him to be my last. Ive tried everything to get him back. He wont listen to me, though. Maybe if he just heard me out...I dont know. Its not like I can talk to my parents about this. My dad doesn't even want to hear the word 'gay' in his house. My grades have dropped,and I dont even gel on the weekends. And my hair is embarassing I mean ive been growing it out back to its original length where it fell down to my eyes in locks.
"BLAINE! TIME FOR BED! ITS 12AM MISTER!" My dad yelled.
I closed my journal and tucked it away safely. I climbed into bed and turned my IPOD onto my sleep playlist. I rarely sleep anymore, though. Kurt moved on with his life and it was time I moved on with mine, but I couldn't.
I hate my parents. I want to move out so badly. Ive had a run-away bag packed for months along with $3,000 that I have saved from all of my performances at fairs. Then something came over me. I grabbed my bag and my iphone and charger and shoved everything else into my duffle bag. I threw on a pair of jeans, a black leather jacket, a t-shirt and I slipped out my window after putting out a prewritten run away letter. I knew that if I left I could never come back, but that was a risk I was willing to take. My duffle bag was actually quite light. I slowly walked off of the property I had loathed for years. I at first didnt know where I would go but then it was clear. Im going to New York.
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