Hey guys so this is my first fanfiction ever. That I've published anyway. I would really apreciate HELPFUL feedback. That does not include comments about the length (however short or long I choose parts to be are my decision), or about the content I've chosen to write about. I plan on incoperating all the Glee characters but I would like to know if anyone is interested in me continueing. Thank you for your time and I hope you enjoy.

Running. That's all Blaine remembered. The running and the howling that sent shivers down his spine. He shouldn't have strayed from his father. He shouldn't have tried to prove something to the other pups. But he was just as strong as they were. Just because he was little didn't mean he wasn't-

BANG

Blaine tripped over a tree root, the loud noise startling him. He whimpered feeling his foot in excruciating pain. He whined as he backed himself up on his butt to try to get to the trees for cover. "Daddy…" he cried softly feeling the tears start to run down his face.

"BLAINE!"

"Blaine, are you coming?" Blaine was staring at himself in the mirror when he was shaken out of his memory. He wore a black wife beater and dark blue sweats. He looked to his best friend, Wes, who was dressed quite similarly. Blaine nodded watching the other boy go to head down the steps. Sighing Blaine ran his hands through his gel-less black curls. He couldn't put any product in it on these nights. As he grabbed his black duffle bag off his bed his phone, which was perched on its charger, played 'Teenage Dream'. Smiling softly he headed to his phone picking it up. Just as he expected Kurt's name read from the caller ID.

Flipping open the phone he smiled. "Hey Kurt what's up? I was just heading to bed so-"

"He threatened to kill me!" was all Blaine heard Kurt sob.

Blaine felt like all the blood had rushed from his head to his feet. Deep inside him he growled. He felt the need to run to Lima and go to Kurt. "What happened?" Blaine asked, trying to keep his voice level.

As Kurt explained Karofsky cornering him in and threatening his life Blaine saw Jeff pop his head into his doorway. "Hey what's going on? Wes said you were-"

Blaine's dark brown eyes were black with rage. He glared to Jeff as if Jeff had just walked in and insulted him. Feeling a pulse go through him Jeff automatically took a step back. "Sorry…" He said not knowing what he was apologizing for but leaving quickly.

Kurt's explanation pretty soon dissolved into senseless sobbing. "Shh…Kurt it's okay. I'm here. Shhh you have to calm down. You won't be able to sing tomorrow if you keep doing this." Once Blaine calmed the boy down he smiled softly. "Look, tomorrow you and I will go to the Lima Bean okay? I'll get you whatever you want. We'll talk about this okay? I have to go. I promise I'll text you first thing in the morning."

"Oh…okay…I'm sorry you were probably on your way to sleep I just-" Hearing him take a shaky breath made Blaine wince with the want to make sure he was safe. "I needed to tell someone. I can't…I can't take being afraid so much. It hurts."

"First thing tomorrow. I promise." Blaine said again seeing Wes appear at the door. He held up a finger to let him know to hold on before he made sure Kurt would get some rest. He said good night to the boy before he hung up the phone.

"What happened?" Wes asked. "Jeff's acting like you bit his tail off." The shorter boy didn't answer. His fist was clenched around his cell phone so tightly his knuckles were white. Wes heard the casing crack and raised an eyebrow slowly. "You can't text him if your phone is broken." He tried to reason his lead singer. Once Blaine sat his phone down Wes walked over. "What happened?" he repeated.

"That guy, Karofsky or whatever his name was, he threatened to kill Kurt. Kill him." Blaine's entire body was tense. The veins in his arms were pulsing and Wes could even see one in his neck that looked like it was about to pop.

Thinking on his feet, Wes glanced toward the window. Outside it was pitch black. They didn't have much time for this. "We'll take care of it." He said. The lead singer looked to him shocked. "We will but not tonight. Come on."

Blaine grabbed his duffle bag and followed Wes. He was right. They would take care of this. Karofsky wouldn't dare get near Kurt when they were done with him.

Kurt looked to the phone and desperately wanted to call Blaine back, to beg him to stay on the phone till he was asleep. But that would be childish. Kurt laid down in his bed under his down comforter trying to cocoon himself in it. He wished that he didn't have to go to school tomorrow.

Looking out his window, Kurt saw a fat, full silver moon. The boy sighed slowly, wanting to just go away to the moon. Live there and not have to be stuck in Lima, Ohio.

Closing his eyes Kurt fell to sleep dreaming of light hazel eyes and big silver moons.