Dear Journal,

The only reason I agreed to write in this thing is because Finn asked me to. He is my best friend and doesn't want to see me go crazy.

So on that note, I, Noah Puckerman am a victim of statutory rape. I know, I know. Puck not you, never you. You're too much of a bad ass well my friend it true and I will not tell anyone but you. But if you think I'm just going to jump into the story you're mad. So let's go to the beginning.

While other kids lie in bed my mother's tool bag of a boyfriend came in and showed off the baby he helped make, Sarah. Well of course this wasn't going to fly, not in my house. I may have been only ten, but my dad left me in charge of this place when he died. I'm only 12 now but I slugged him as hard as I could and took that poor child out of his reach. She is beautiful, unlike that scum bag and I'm going to make sure she doesn't end up like that. He came up mad, I just closed the door in his face I don't give a rats ass what he tells my mother. I am always on baby duty she is two so I'm the only one she knows. When I wake up for school the coast is clear cause moms off at work she already took the baby to daycare and tool bag is passed out cold. So I took the bus. My best friend Finn is waiting in our usual seat.

After school Finn and I hang out until his mom calls him home for what ever reason. Today went a little differently though. We went to a park; we were having so much fun until these baboons came and had to ruin it. Finn was quick to back down, but I wasn't about to let the jerks rain on my day. So I stood my ground. Let's just say I left the park with a black eye, a split lip and probably a few broken ribs.

I never heard the end of it from the tool bag.

Oh side note if you were wondering the tool bags name is Danny.

Any way as time went on and the baby grew up she grew closer and closer to me. She doesn't like the way Danny hurts her Noah. I'm 18 and she is eight. I practically raised this kid, she knows her mother and father are useless and I'm her brother. Well this day topped all when I got home with Sarah, he was piss poor drunk, he was also pissed off at something someone did.

He came right up and hit Sarah! Who does he think he is touching my little sister like that? I shoved him right on him ass. He sprung up quicker than ever and had me in a head lock. "Sarah, go up stairs honey, I'll be there soon." I cooed to her so she didn't think I was in too much pain.

She did as she was told with tears in her eyes. How could he do that to her everyday? He swung me around into the glass table. It shattered into a million pieces and I heard Sarah scream. I got up to go up stairs and he grabbed me by the back of my shirt and threw me to the ground. He kicked my side and bolted upstairs, I knew that wasn't good. I took off after him to see his entire group of card playing drunken buddies surrounding my little princess. I shoved my way through them all and scooped her into my arms, where she knew she'd be safe. Everyone shouted at me but I didn't care they weren't going to hurt her, not on my watch. That's when one of them grabbed me, Rachel's dad. He said I was very handsome. I shuttered at the thought that popped into my mind. I told Sarah to hide in her room and lock the door. "No matter what you hear don't open the door until I say so. Okay?" she nodded to my command.

Rachel's dad sat me on his lap, "you're a cute one puck."

I just shook the comment off, one of them grabbed at my shirt, tugging it right off my body. I quivered at the sudden cool air hitting my body. Rachel's dad was nipping at y neck. I hated feeling so dirty, but I had to do it, otherwise they'd go after my princess and I can't let that happen. Before I knew it I was pinned to the ground, Danny had gotten rope and was tying my arms to the banister on the stairs. I tried to fight it, but there were too many of them and not enough of me. I was vulnerable, Danny pulled at my jeans until they were around my ankles.

"No. Please. Don't." I felt pathetic; I couldn't stop them from hurting me.

With out warning Rachel's dad entered me. I screamed louder than I ever have before. That's when one of them shut me up by putting their dick in my mouth. I tried to pull my face away but another guy held it there. When all was said and done, I was bruised from head to toe; bleeding and I just wanted to lay there. But I knew I had to get up, for Sarah's sake. I got dressed again and knocked on her door "Sarah," I said trying to pill back the tears in my eyes "it's me honey, open up."

The door swung open and I was dragged into a hug. I tried not to wince but I couldn't help it. I felt her tears running though my shirt. I was ashamed. I soothed her and told her it would be alright.

I was wondering by now where the fuck my mom was; it's 2 in the morning. I decided it isn't the best thing to stay here tonight. So I packed a bag of clothes for us and got into the car where Sarah was patiently waiting for me. I called up Finn and asked if I could come over and stay the night. He said no problem. I know he wasn't expecting me to show up at the door bloody and bruised with Sarah on my hip. But that's how I showed up any way. Burt came down and he looked at me with pain filled eyes, as he set up the guest room for us. He has done this for years now, ever since Danny moved in with me and my mom. I cleaned myself up and put Sarah to bed. I explained the whole situation to Finn. By the time I went to bed it was about 5 am, good thing we don't have school tomorrow.