Beep, beep, beep, beep!

The wretched sound reminded Kurt of his life of misery that was just beginning for another day. Another day where he would go to school and his life would be made a living hell all by the one and only Dave Karofsky. No one seemed to care or even notice; all he needed was for someone to be there for him; to tell him everything will be okay and that he would be happy again. But no would even say it, if no one even sees it. He couldn't tell anyone, not when he was so ashamed and scared.

Ever since Kurt had found out that Karofsky was a closeted gay, the bigger boy had threatened to kill him if he told another soul. He'd never felt so unsafe, so unprotected.

Kurt finally dragged himself out of bed and towards his wardrobe blindly picking out anything and not really caring if it matched or not, before taking himself to his bathroom, locking the door and getting ready for school.

When he was ready he examined himself in the mirror and didn't recognize the boy who was staring back.

What happened to you? When did you become so weak?

No longer able to look at him any longer, he headed upstairs to the kitchen for breakfast, where he found his dad on the phone with, who he assumed was, Carole.

"I have to go; Kurt's finally brought himself out of his room. I love you, goodbye."

Burt put the phone aside watching Kurt in concern, "Kurt, what is with you lately?"

Kurt looked up from the apple he had picked out of the fruit bowl and tried his best to seem fine.

"I'm fine dad, just tired I guess; I have so much to do for school, plus homework and glee club. I think it's just all catching up with me."

"Okay, don't overdo yourself son. Keep on top of things and organize your – well, I'm actually surprised you're not doing that already."

Kurt gave his dad a genuine smile, touched by the fact that he cared. Kurt slowly got up and headed toward the door.

"Your right dad and I will. Thank you. I'll see you after school."

"Alright Kid, enjoy your day."

As Kurt closed the door behind him, he found it harder to breath. How much longer could he keep up his act before he finally cracked? He desperately wanted to tell his dad everything but he couldn't find the words.

He had once tried to tell Finn, but again had hadn't been able to find the words. Kurt and Finn had come to see to each other as brothers, and Finn had once told Kurt that if he ever needed him, no matter what, he would be there, but still Kurt couldn't find the strength in him to tell Finn what was happening.

Kurt didn't realize that there were tears running down his cheeks and only noticed when he was in his car; he quickly wiped them away while running towards his car, before heading to what was now, his hell.

I don't know what to make of the first chapter not the best in my opinion. But it will get better with my creative imagination (hopefully) Please have faith in my and keep reading and reviewing