Blaine sat down in an empty seat near the middle of the bus. He could not help but worry about Chandler. Though how could he not? His very best friend slit his wrists in an attempt to bleed to death. Blaine just knew that Chandler was going to try to kill himself at home one way or another. He hoped to see him on the street to call out to him. However, there was no sign of him. As soon as the bus reached Chandler's stop, Blaine decided to get off. The bus driver was not happy about this, so he shut the bus door.

Bus Driver: Where do you think YOU'RE going young man?

Blaine: Um, well I promised my friend I would meet him after school. He had to go home early.

Bus Driver: Not when you're on MY bus! I will not have another missing child case like the one last year. Boy was kidnapped and beaten nearly to death. I can't lose my job, we're in a recession.

Blaine: Well you know what? I don't CARE about your stupid job! My best friend is in trouble!!!!!!!

Bus Driver: You're not going anywhere until I reach your stop. Now are you gonna sit down or are we gonna have to sit here all day? Read the bus rules.

Blaine: Uh, I can't can you read them for me?!?!?

Bus Driver: (groaning) You see rule number 8..

Blaine quickly grabbed the bus door handle and opened it and escaped. The bus driver called after him "See if I ever let you ride the bus again, you little runt!" He ignored it and rushed to Chandler's house. The door was locked. He rang the doorbell and banged on the door screaming Chandler's name and cursed. No one answered. He decided to break in. He picked up a large rock from the yard and broke the glass window. He unlocked the window and climbed inside. He ran up to Chandler's room, where he was lying on the floor next to an empty bottle of pills, unconscious. Just as Blaine had suspected, he had tried to commit suicide. He screamed and cried. He called 911 then picked up Chandler's cell phone and told his parents that his son had tried to commit suicide. The ambulance had arrived. Blaine climbed into it and stood by him watching the paramedics performing procedures on him. They told Blaine that he was not breathing but had a faint pulse. Blaine began to pray. Even though he did not believe in God nor went to church, he felt like he had to have someone to talk to, even if it was just an imaginary friend. Without his best friend, Blaine was all alone in the world. He started to regret not coming out to Chandler as soon as he had come out to him.

When the ambulance arrived at the hospital, Blaine was asked to stay in the waiting room. He continued to pray and cry for his friend. After 15 minutes, Chandler's parents arrived at the hospital and waited with him for their son. He filled them in on how and why Chandler was in the condition he was in. He then asked them if they knew about what was going on with him. Blaine wasn't sure if he had actually come out to them or not, so he pretended not to know that Chandler was gay.

Blaine: Has he appeared to be depressed at all lately?

Chandler's father: We had no idea. He seemed just fine as normal.

Chandler's mother: Blaine, do you know something?

Blaine: No.

Chandler's mother:' Blaine, if you know anything...ANYTHING about something that may have happened at school today, you need to tell us.

Blaine: Well. I'm not sure if he's told you anything, but..

Chandler's father: Please, just tell us. We're his parents. We care about him.

Blaine: He sort of came out of the closet as gay to me this morning.

Chandler's mother: You're serious?

Blaine: Yes, that's what he told me. That's why he was cutting his wrists as well. I wasn't sure if you guys knew or not. And, listen! I know you're his parents, but you can't be too hard on him. He's been through alot today, and so have I since he's my best friend and I may lose him.

Blaine started tearing up again.

Chandler's father: You really care about him. He is very lucky to have a great friend like you.

Chandler's mother: Sweetie, homosexuality is a disease. He needs to be cured.

Blaine: It is NOT a disease! (getting noticeaby frustrated)

Chandler's mother: How can you be so sure?

Blaine: (he couldn't hold it in any longer) Because I'M gay too! (Blaine put his hand over his mouth as if he had just insulted the queen of England) Oops. Oh well the truth's out now. But I've done research on it. The American Psychiatric Association hasn't called it a "disease" since the 1970s. I personally believe people are born that way.

Chandler's mother: So is it like a birth defect?

Chandler's father: Honey, I think we should listen to him. He sounds like he really knows what he's talking about. Blaine, no matter what, we love our son. And since you seem to know alot about the gay community for a young boy, we are more than open-minded for you to teach us about it.

Blaine: I'd be happy to talk you through it. However, I'm not out to my parents so I couldn't get my parents to help you. I'm not quite ready to tell them yet.

Chandler's father: Don't worry, Blaine. Your secret's safe with us. However, I think it's best if you tell Chandler. It would only make your friendship stronger. He could use someone like you in his life.

Blaine: I will. Though I'm not sure he'll be so happy when he finds out I told you guys. It's probably best that I simply just encourage him to come out to you guys.

Chandler's parents nodded in agreement. Hours passed. When dusk fell, the doctor finally came out and said that Chandler had survived, but just barely. He was awake, but he wasn't allowed to leave the hospital for a couple of days. Nonetheless, Blaine and Chandler's parents entered the room. Chandler was surprised to see Blaine.

Chandler: (weakly) Blaine? What are you doing here?

Chandler's father: This boy saved your life, young man. You're very lucky to have a friend like him.

Chandler: I saw a white light. I saw Jesus. He said 'Oh no, sir. You're not done living yet.' He turned me away. Heaven exists.

Chandler's mother: Well, I'm glad you're okay. We all are.

Chandler's father: Son, your friend wants to speak with you privately.

Chandler's parents left the room. Blaine sat by Chandler's bedside.

Blaine: How ya feelin, buddy?

Chandler: I'm alright. I can't go back to that school

Blaine: You've got to.

Chandler: What's the point? I just need to be homeschooled, or just drop out altogether.

Blaine: Chandler, about today. About what you told me, about... you know... being gay...

Chandler: I knew it. You can't accept me. No one can.

Blaine: I'M GAY TOO!

Chandler's reaction was similar to Blaines earlier that day.

Chandler: Why didn't you tell me?

Blaine: I've never told anyone before. I'm really really sorry. I regretted not telling you all afternoon. I blamed myself for your suicide attempt.

Chandler: Don't blame yourself. You're not the one sitting in the hospital bed. I did this to myself, and I regret it.

Blaine: I still want to make it up to you. Let's go to the Sadie Hawkins dance together in February.

Chandler: Seriously? I honestly can't. Besides, you're not afraid of what Nick will do to you?

Blaine: Screw Nick. I don't care what he thinks. I'm quitting the football team. I know that you probably will want to quit soccer as well.

Chandler: Definitely. I have to quit anyway. The doctor said I need some time away from extracirricular activities to get my head on straight. I'm gonna have to drop out of Sectionals too.

Blaine: But that means that Haverbrook School for the Deaf will take our choir's place at Sectionals. We need a 12th member. Our choir is strong. As the freshman leader of the club, I'm fully confident that we can beat that random popup choir New Directions from McKinley High and Jane Addams Academy.

Chandler: I'm sorry, Blaine. But you know what? I'll make it up to you. I'll go to the dance with you. (they smiled at each other) It's getting late. You should go.

Blaine: I don't want to leave. I almost lost you today. I want to make sure you're okay. You're my best friend and I love you.

Chandler: I love you too. You should go though. I'll be fine.

Blaine: I'll see you. Please feel better.

Chandler: Blaine! Wait, you didn't mention anything to my parents about me being gay did you?

Blaine: (nervously) Um, no of course not! However, I think it's best that you tell them. They're really worried about you.

Chandler: I can't.

Blaine: I was talking with them and they said that whatever you're going through they want to support you to help you get through it. They seem pretty open-minded to me. They're not even Christians.

Chandler: My mom is. My dad, not so much. I'll tell my dad first.

Blaine: Great. Good night.

Chandler: Night, Blaine.

While Blaine was relieved that he had saved Chandler's life, he still felt guilty about lying to him about telling his parents beforehand that he was gay. They already knew, yet he encouraged Chandler to tell them anyway. He hoped that Chandler wouldn't find out. Nonetheless, he was happy that his best friend was alive.