It left me with a lot of unresolved emotions, and it was very upsetting, and this little ficlet doesn't have much of a plot, isn't anything all that special... it's just my catharsis for a storyline that (thus far, anyway) I think was very disturbing and not handled all that well. Anyway, I hope I handled this okay, it's a tricky subject and if I've accidentally written anything offensive, please let me know. I hope you like this little fic, regardless.
Thanks so much for reading!!
Pairing: none, Blaine/Sam friendship
Warnings: discussion of child sexual abuse, possibly vaguely homophobic comments/thoughts
Words: roughly 1400
Summary: Sam doesn't really see what the big deal is. Why is Ryder so upset - and what's Blaine's deal, anyway?
Blaine didn’t turn around or acknowledge Sam in any way. If anything, he quickened his steps, his pace clipped and furious. Sam rushed to catch up with him, reaching out and catching an armful of Blaine’s sweater. Blaine spun around to face him, jerking his arm away, hand clenched into a fist, dark eyes smoldering. His voice was low and trembling with rage.