Pathetic Love (Klaine)

Ch.6

The door swung open and at the loud sound of it slamming closed behind the two brothers. Both of them automatically headed into the kitchen knowing that that's where the noise would be coming from. Blaine's eyes had gotten dark and stone cold- Cooper behind him tense and fierce as if he was ready to yell or fight. They rounded the corner, the ground was covered in shredded glass, which made it known to both of them that it wasn't the first broken glass.

The parents seemed to be too entranced by there own lives that neither noticed their presence. Blaine glanced at Cooper unsure whether they should approach.

"It's not my fault your such a boring whore of a wife- all's you do is work and cook dinner!" Phil shouted throwing his hands up. "Jeez-"

"Well that's what a wife is supposed to do!?" Pam yelled back at him, from across the kitchen table. Both of them were furious- hands going wild in the air in gestures.

"Actually enjoy being in this relationship!" Phil slurred only slightly. It clued in Blaine's mind that his father had been drinking hence why his mother seemed not so afraid.

"As if you've ever enjoyed our relationship! Grow a pair!" Pam rolled her eyes obviously having had enough.

"I did- until you stop giving me any satisfaction." Phil growled out, slamming back the remnants of his alcoholic beverage. "And then while I work so tirelessly you slaved away at home raising our son to be a gay man! That's your fault Pam- and yours only!"

Blaine bit his tongue to hold back any smart ass comments, which made Cooper almost restrain him from where he stood behind. Both of them hidden by the cabinets in the doorway, not wanting to be seen or heard.

"It's not my fault!" Pam shouted back, both of them striding in towards them. "It's not my fault he's gay! It's his own god damn fault Phil Anderson."

"We should've just disowned the kid rather than only kicking him out."

"Yeah well that's your fault."

Blaine and Cooper both glanced at each other. Blaine had dark thoughts going through his head- if he could only get close enough to-

"Blaine." Cooper hushed into his ear. "Don't make a fucking noise." Blaine almost wanted to ignore him, and just go in for the bite, the retort anything but didn't.

"Don't talk too me like that Pamela Anderson." Phil narrowed his eyes at her both of them walking towards each other obviously on a mission.

"I can talk to you however I want Phil."

"I am your husband! And as your husband I demand you to not talk back. Your my wife, and only my wife- wives do not talk back." Phil huffed out. Each of them were face to face.

"No."

Slap.

Blaine tore after his father, tugging him backwards, while Cooper rushed in to try and pull Blaine away from their father.

"Let me go Cooper!" Blaine shouted, elbowing his brother in the rib just enough to pull away from him. He turned back to his obviously shocked father. "YOU MAY HAVE BEEN THE WORST PARENTS EVER BUT YOU DON'T HIT WOMEN DAD! YOU NEVER HIT WOMEN!"

Phil pulled away from his straightening his suit jacket. "I'm your father. You can't tell me what to do."

Blaine narrowed his eyes. "Your a pathetic person Phil. Just pathetic. And I'm your pathetic son. The pathetic son you tried to love but you couldn't because I'm gay! Well lucky for you I'll only be a few minutes and then I'll be gone." Phil just stared at him. No emotions showing.