Blaine had had enough of everything. The bullying, the teasing, the names, his father, his mother. Everything. Just because he was gay doesn't mean he has to be tormented every waking minute of his life. He finds himself wandering the same beach over and over again, because he walks it whenever he is angry or fed up, and that happened quite often. He needed to vent, or he would explode soon. Blaine looked at his feet and found a blue rock that was almost clear and threw it as hard as he could into the dark waters. It was Saturday afternoon, and yet he still found himself angry because of his damn mother. He huffed and started walking away, th