Hello :) For those of you who have been reading my other fic, I've decided to make a new one! Don't worry, I'm still going to update Give Me Something To Believe In. But I read this book (Thirteen Reasons Why by Jay Asher) and was incredibly moved by it. Some people didn't enjoy it, because they thought the main character's reasons for committing suicide wasn't a big deal. So I decided to write a fic based on the book, and Kurt's school life (with his bullying and everything) seemed like a big deal to me. And trust me, I'm completely happy Kurt was strong and didn't dare to commit suicide. But this was just revolving on if he did.
By the way, some things that Kurt mentions in this fic may not have occurred on Glee. Remember this is completely AU.
And if 'suicide' is a sensitive topic to read about, I have no problem in you closing this fic. Whatever makes you comfortable.
This chapter is short, because it's just the first chapter. The next chapters go into depth as to why Kurt killed himself and the stories are longer. This is just his introduction. It's in Blaine's POV. Hope you enjoy it! :D

I walked into my house to hear the familiar sounds of my mother cooking dinner in the kitchen. It smelled like pasta, and it made my stomach growl of hunger. I hadn't eaten all day. Well, unless you call a few crackers and a fruit bars a proper meal, I haven't eaten all week. I dragged my feet on the ground, wondering why I was still living in this empty world and walked up the stairs without saying hi to my mom.

When I got in a room, the first thing I noticed was a box. It wasn't a big box, but it was a small one either. It was just a box sitting in the middle of my bed. I walked closer to it and found that it hadn't been open. My mom must've got this when I was at school. It must be mine, otherwise mom would've opened it. Instantly, I took out some scissors from my drawer, sliced the taped middle in half and opened it up.

Tapes.

That's all they were. Just normal cassette tapes. I furrow my eyebrows and look over to my cassette player, thankful I kept it old school and had one. Looking back in the box, I checked to see if there were any letters or notes saying what these tapes were. The only thing that was written were on the tapes, and they were labelled '1', '2', '3', '4' and continued on to '15'- back to front.

Shaking my head I walked out of my room.

"Mom!" I called out loudly. My voice sounded a bit scratchy from all the crying that I've been going through. "Mom!" I yelled even louder.

"Blaine?" She walked over to the end of the stairs. "Oh, I didn't know you were home-"

"Why is there a box on my bed?"

At first, mom looked confused, as if she had no idea what I was talking about. But then her eyes widened a bit. "Oh yeah, someone had delivered that for you. I don't know what it is. I thought you would."

I nodded slowly and didn't say another word as I walked back into my room a shut the door. Well, I might as well see what these tapes are about. Grabbing the tape labelled '1', I quickly shoved it into my cassette player and pressed play.

It was silent at first, but I knew it was playing. Before I had a chance to press pause, a voice spoke.

Hello everyone.

It wasn't just any voice.

I bet you're probably wondering who this is, or why you're even listening to this random guy speak.

It wasn't a random guy.

Or maybe some of you recognised my voice. Have you? If you haven't I'll give you a clue.

ll

I paused the tape and tried to control my breathing. Was this some sort of a sick joke? It wasn't funny. Kurt couldn't have… but he's…

#

It starts with a K. Oh what the hell? It's Kurt. Kurt Hummel. By the time you're listening to this, I would be gone. Dead. And if you got a tape, and you're listening to this alone in your room, or wherever your house has a cassette player… you're one of the reasons why my life ended the way it did. If you're about to have a panic attack, fear not… some of you never deserved to be on this list. Some of you I think I have forgave. But most of you? Okay… I take that back. You can have a brief panic attack.

And for those of you who are just sitting, or standing, confused or not bothering to care. Let me just get straight to it. In the next few tapes, you will be listening to my personal stories with the list of people who have been delivered these tapes. No I will not be telling when your part is. It's your decision to scan quickly through the tapes until your name pops up. But if you want the full reason as to why I… killed myself, then listen on.

Each of you will be will have your own personal tape, dedicated just for you. Oh, don't celebrate just yet. The fun hasn't even begun.

Hey that rhymes!

I heard Kurt giggle and my heart felt like it was going to rip into shreds. I hadn't heard him laugh in a long time. Too long.

But anyway. Before you turn over this tape, I should tell you my rules. There's only two. One, you must pass these tapes to the person that I talk about, after your tape. If you are the fifteenth person… well then I guess who can keep these tapes. Burn them, eat them, put them away in a dark, dark basement… I don't care. Just make sure the tapes don't get out. And I'm sure you wouldn't do that. You and the other fourteen people would never want anyone to find out they were the reason I'm no longer here. The second rule, you have to listen to your tape. Sounds simple? Good.

ll

I stood up quickly and opened my window. I needed air. I couldn't breathe. Kurt… I miss him so much. I haven't heard his voice in weeks. I haven't heard him laugh in months…

And the reason was partially my fault? I'm such an idiot. What did I do? What did I do that was so damn horrible to make Kurt feel like this?

"Blaine!"

I groaned at the sound of my mom's voice.

"Blaine!"

I opened my door and a gush of air rushed to me. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. "What?"

"Food's ready!"

I went to the stairs and looked down at my mom. "I'm not hungry."

"Again? But I made spaghetti and meat balls. You're favorite." She frowned.

The excuse of "having a big meal at school" was getting older and older by the day, but I still used it.

I knew my mom didn't buy it. She continued to give me that stern stare and I sighed heavily. "Fine… just wait. I'll be right down."

With that, I walked back to my room and went straight to the cassette player. I had to finish this tape. I didn't know how I was going to eat after hearing Kurt's voice again, but I had to finish it.

Okay, I won't hold you up for any longer. Just know if you guys ever receive cassette tapes like these again, someone took my idea. I thought of it, and I thought it was very clever.

He laughed again.

Please continue listening. Trust me, you'll want to.

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If you haven't picked it up already, when ll is shown- it means Blaine paused the tape. When # is shown, Blaine played the tape. And when [] is shown, the tape has stopped.
Hope you guys liked that. Please review :D