#cpara

Blaine held Kurt’s hand as they made their way down the block. He looked over at him. “So... we’re actually doing this, huh? Finally,” he said, squeezing his hand. “I called a few places,” he bit his lip. “Told them our situation and narrowed it down to just a couple of places. So first, we have the place close to the school and they told me we’re welcome to drop by any time we’re ready to start the process.”

Connor was lurking around the house, that was filled with people, until one of his friends grabbed his shoulder and slid him closer to them. His mind was not as numb from the alcohol as it had been before, but he couldn’t help but chuckle, as they replaced his drink, with the one he was holding-trying to remember, if he had actually finished it. He didn’t get to take a sip of it and they turned him around, showing them a girl-a rather pretty girl. “Con...do you remember what you’ve promised us to do?”, one of his friends said. Connor looked at him over his shoulder. “I thought I’d get to choose the girl”

It was nearing the end of the meeting and Chiles had been coming for a few weeks. This was the first week she'd actually spoken though and she felt mixed emotions about it. She felt nervous even though it was over she felt insecure thinking about what everyone here might be thinking of her but she also felt like a weight was lifted now she'd at least got some of it off of her chest. She supposed it was baby steps and she actually felt like she'd achieved a giant extremely scary leap herself here today. She'd gotten a lot off her chest and just had to hope nobody was really paying attention as usual.

The place was noisy, far too noisy for her liking actually. She'd been standing almost squashed into the corner for almost an hour waiting for her friend who was supposed to be here over an hour ago, she herself had been at least ten minutes late. She felt her phone vibrate in her pocket and could feel the anger seething because she knew already who exactly it was going to be, texting at the last minute to say she wasn't coming. Chiles almost threw her phone to the floor in frustration when it was the cancellation she'd been expecting. She downed the glass she'd been nursing since fighting to the bar when she got here and put the glass on the nearest table. The place was too full but she wasn't coming all this way to stand alone for an hour and then just go home. She needed another drink. After fighting her way to the bar she was waiting forever and was about to be served when someone pushed in and Chiles decided enough was enough. She turned to the rude person beside her who had practically pushed her out of the way to get served gave them her bitchiest look and said "I was next. Don't be so God damn fucking rude next time."

@breannavolturi Chiles left the bar where she worked at closing time, saying goodbye to her colleagues she set off for home. She took the same shortcut she always took. Normally, even down the dark streets alone nobody bothered her. Until today. Before she knew what was happening she was pinned against the wall by her throat trying to scream for help.