A/N: Again, another work
of fiction. Smile babies.
Rumors: How Words Can Hurt:
A First Hand Account by Cheryl Warbler.
Junior Journalist: Vogue.com
MCKINLEY HIGH SCHOOL CAN BLOW ME.
Yeah, I said it. And for all I care, they can. It’s one
thing to have someone tell you what’s going on in their lives. It’s another to
spread their business all around the school, and then have word get back to the
most important person in my life:
My son.
I’m a fucking mama bear at this point. I’m not going to name
names, I’m not that petty and ridiculous, but when you hurt the most precious
thing in my world, I’m not okay with that. Let’s get a few things straight here
students:
1)
My son, made the decision to go back to Dalton
on his own. I didn’t influence him.
2)
My son, is my son legally. There’s no
underhandedness in it. There were papers signed.
3)
I have never lied to my son about ANYTHING.
NOTHING. Except my hair color, but he already knew that.
4)
Thanks to you, my own son doesn’t trust me.
And I’m not okay with that either. So let me lay down some
more facts for you. Yes, I’ve known Blaine for almost two weeks. But in those
two weeks I’ve seen so much growth. He smiles more. He laughs more. He loves
just as hard. I spotted a problem the moment I met him. We were both broken
people. That’s what broken people do. They reach out. Blaine needed me just as
much as I need him.
My past is in the past for a reason. But this person (or
these persons, and once I find out where the rumors started, I will make sure
they are addressed) forced me to come clean. I met Blaine in Central Park. I
was running from an abusive situation, just like my son was! I have the scars
to prove it. Hell, I’ll even take it further…I was forced into selling my body
by a guy I thought loved me. And to be honest, I haven’t even told my boyfriend
about this yet…so surprise Dan! Sorry…I promise…I’ll call you. I had actually
met Kurt two days prior to meeting Blaine. Kurt’s an amazing man. (Baby, I’m
sorry you’re being dragged into this. It wasn’t my intention. You’re an asset
to me, though). Kurt trusted me enough to let me be around the man I call my
son. I knew Blaine needed someone, and I wanted to be that someone.
And I am that someone. McKinley High School, and certain
students in particular: you NEVER took the opportunity to get to know my son.
Did you care what happened to him? No. I did. I moved my son out of his
situation, because it was best for him. Not because there was financial gain
coming out of it.
And while I’m being perfectly honest, the money means
nothing to me. Nothing.
The only thing that was successful here today, was that you
alienated me from my son. My son doesn’t trust me anymore. So thanks for that.
Thanks for ruining the best thing that has ever happened to me. I’ll never
forgive you for that.
To my son: Blaine, baby…I love you. More than you know. And
this, is just another bump in the road. All the things I’ve said to you…completely
true. And remember: “I can promise you our life brings, Lies to pain such a
sweeter ending.” I love you, so much. And I’m so sorry.
To the people who deliberately hurt my son. You should
absolutely be ashamed of yourself. You hurt an angel. A beautiful man. A man
who’s strength and love and COURAGE is something that I wish I had. Because let’s
face it, I don’t.
I know one thing is for certain. Words can hurt certain
people. I need my son back, more than anything else in this entire pathetic
world.
I’m leaving you with lyrics to a song. It’s my song to
Blaine. I’d sing this to you every hour of every day if I could my angel. I love
you.
True Colors: By
Cyndi Lauper
You with the sad eyes
Don’t be discouraged
Oh I realize
It’s hard to take
courage
In a world full of
people
You can lose sight of
it all
And the darkness
inside of you
Can make you feel so
small
But I see your true
colors
Shining through
I see your true colors
And that’s why I love
you
So don’t be afraid to
let them show
Your true colors
True colors are
beautiful
Like a rainbow
Show me a smile then
Don’t be unhappy, can’t
remember
When I last saw you
laughing
If this world makes
you crazy
And you’ve taken all
you can bear
You call me up
Because you know I’ll
be there
And I’ll see your true
colors
Shining through
I see your true colors
And that’s why I love
you
So don’t be afraid to
let them show
Your true colors
True colors are
beautiful
Like a rainbow
Songs used in this blog post were: Lyrics to ‘Marching Band’
by Joe Brooks, and ‘True Colors’ by Cyndi Lauper.
