why hello, im Blaine Anderson!!
you might be thinking, 'why am i introducing myself to a stupid book?' well, it's a way of escapism for me.
wow, this is stupid. this--
"Blaine!! Baby! come down here!!" yelped my mother from the living room -wich had felt oddly un-welcoming since Burt, my step-father placed that ridiculous LazyBoy in the center-
"hold on mom!" I said egerly,
i didn't like the fact that my mother still treated me like im this dim-witted little boy.
As i walked down the staircase i, unexpectedly, muttered under my voice "ugh. oh how i wish she would- STOP..." i realised that i had just agrily yelled that last part out, quickly, i looked around hoping my mother didn't hear my completely non-polite wish..
unfortunatly, she did, then she said in a cunfused but worried voice,
"Blaine? is everthing okay?"
"kind of embarrasing, isn't it, seeing you still treat me like your fricken 8 year old little prince? seeing as dad wasn't immortal, that is.
Carol, my mother, didn't think that was funny at all.
she started to tremble and tear up looking at me like i had just been posessed or something.
"mom!! i just hate the way you treat me like im some sort of little whiny kid that's in need of his mother all the time!! can you- just- FRICKEN STOP!?"
right then, i knew i made a huge mistake. as my Step-dad Burt heared what i just said, he was confused but furious at the same time.
that's when i knew... i was completely Fucked.
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FanfictionAnother day another miserable lie. Blaine Anderson was lost and confused, dealing with his terrifying Step-Father who never understood him but also with his mother who treated him, lets just say, like a toy but she never knew it. Being the schools h...
