SO I´m sorry ofr not updating sooner. It´s just that I had a writter´s block that didn´t let me write a thing. I hope you like this chapter and I hope you review it :D


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"I can´t do this." he said almost in a whisper as he started at the police office.

The building was huge and very old. People with unknown faces and blue clothes entered to the building with guns on their belts and hats that covered their eyes. Rory hugged his backpack and put his jaw over it. Kurt was able to recognize that position; it was a defensive position.

"You don´t have to be scared. I´m going with you." he whispered as he leaned from the driver seat to the copilot´s. Rory shocked his head in a negative way.

"I don´t want to." he was about to cry, Kurt knew it because his normal low voice had done weak and higher.

"But Rory…" Kurt tried to convince him but Rory had made up his mind. He wasn´t telling anybody.

"I want to go home!" he almost screamed. Kurt nodded but still, he didn´t turned on the car.

I have done it again

"I know it is hard but you have to do it."

"No if I don´t want to." All from the sudden Rory´s voice had gone from weak to powerful. N, powerful wasn´t the correct adjective; it had gone to mad and angry. "You can´t make me enter to that place. You can´t force me to talk!"

I have been here many times before

Kurt grabbed Rory from his arm and made him look at him. Rory´s blue eyes met Kurt´s brown; ones of them were teary and the other ones were determinate.

"That is exactly the reason we are here. Nobody can force you to do anything you don´t want to."

Hurt myself again today

Rory looked away and bit his lip. Kurt was right but that didn´t made things much easier. Nothing was making things easier. Have to share classes with puck and also glee was going to be a living hell. But at the same time if he told on him and Puck went to jail everyone in school would hate him. Would think he was a liar and maybe he would be even more bullied.

"So I think I can´t force you to take me home." he said between teeth as he opened the door and then stepped out of the car. Kurt was taken by surprise and he wasn´t able to stop Rory before he left the car. Rory closed the door rudely and then he started walking down street.

Kurt jumped out of the car and ran behind Rory screaming his name. Rory didn´t heard him, he could hear or feel a thing. He was too focused on his thoughts and memories. He felt stupid and little. He regretted telling Puck over Kurt because now the older guy wanted him to tell everyone. He didn´t want to tell anyone. He just wanted it to go away. He wanted the pain and the shame to go away. Was that so hard to understand?

"Rory look at me." Kurt was able to catch over Rory and by pulling his arm softly he managed the Irish guy to stop. "Don´t do this. Don´t hurt yourself even more."

Rory looked away and tried to block everything, like that night that he had tried to escape. Unfortunately, like that night, he wasn´t able and he was too aware of everything. Kurt tubbed his fingers through his hair and then by pulling his jaw up he stared at his eyes. Rory felt weak away, that gaze was too strong, so strong that it hurt. His eyes were filled with tears and now he didn´t knew what to say. He just leaned over Kurt´s shoulder and started sobbing softly.

"It´s okay." He said softly as he hugged the young guy and started leading him to his car. "I am here."

And, the worst part is there's no-one else to blame


The car stopped in front of the Pierce house and Kurt was able to see that Brittany was already home and she was staring at his car worried. Rory hadn´t talked the rest of the trip and now he was like a statue, not moving, not talking and with no intention to do any of those things. It even looked like he hadn´t notice he was already home.

"Rory…" whispered Kurt trying to break the semiconscious state of Rory.

"Thanks." he responded and then he ran out of the car. Kurt stood in his seat trying not to follow the guy again.

Rory entered to the house running and then to his room. Brittany tried to stop him but he pushed her aside softly and then he locked himself in the room. He covered his face with his hands and then he let him fall to the floor. He felt like a coward, like a stupid coward. Kurt was right. He should have entered to that police station, he should have told Britt or her mom…he should have.

"No," he told himself, he knew he should have but…he was so confused. He stood on the floor for hours until Brittany´s mom called him for dinner. He told he had already ate and he wasn´t hungry. Now that he thought about it, he hadn´t eaten since the dinner before the party.


"Rory, breakfast time!" screamed Mrs. Pierce as she served her daughter some eggs and French toast. The blonde girl was already dress up with her cheerleader outfit but it seemed like she liked to leave the hair for the end because she wasn´t wearing her pony tail. Rory ran downstairs and stared at the food. It looked delicious but still, he wasn´t hungry at all.

"Thanks Mrs. But I think I will wait until lunch." He said with his normal tone of voice; the happy and exited tone of voice.

"But you ate only half of your dinner last night. You must be starving." the lady pointed out.

"I am not hungry but thanks. I will eat something in school."

The young woman shocked her head not accepting the answer and then she sat Rory on the table. Brittany giggled under the napkin. "At least eat something."

Rory faked a smile and then he took and apple from the table. He didn´t want to be rude but he felt like he was about to throw up. The only thought about food made him think that way. It was kind of creepy maybe and not coherent but that was the way he felt. Every time he was near food his stomach would become sick; and when he was forced to eat (Like Mrs. Pierce was doing) he wasn´t able to eat that much.

"Staring at the apple is not going to make it go away." Warned the lady and the guy took a bit of it.

It was a small bite but the woman kind of sighed relieved. Rory left the apple over the table and kept staring at it. He swallowed the piece of apple and then he had to fight the urge to throw up. Brittany´s mom looked over Rory again and then she put the apple again on Rory´s hands. The guy groaned a little bit and then he took another bite.

"Rory, we are worried about you. You never eat here and when you do you do it in your room. In school they say that you are distracted and Brittany had told me that you seemed sad." The women sat next to Rory and then she put her hand over his shoulder in a comforting way. "Are you homesick?" she asked worried.

Rory wanted to tell, he wanted but he couldn´t. It was like if the truth didn´t want to be exposed. He nodded with his head and then lowered his gaze. Without noticing he had eaten half of the apple. Now his stomach was really hurting. The nauseas were coming and maybe he wouldn´t be able to control them any longer. Wait, he didn´t want to control them. He wanted the food out. He…He…

"We are running late for school." He threw the apple to the table and then he ran out of the house.

He was so confused. He ran out of the front garden and then until he got to the bus stop. The nauseas were still there; the food was still there.

"Come on!" he shouted at himself. It had been a week already and he wasn´t over it yet. What the hell was wrong with him? Again the nauseas, again the blurriness…the tears. He wasn't able to understand the relationship with that night and what was going through his mind…about the food. He couldn't find any relation but he knew that they were related. It was just something he knew.

Then it came a flashback. Those stupid flash backs that kept messing with his head day and night. He closed his eyes and tried to block it. He needed to block it. It was too painful to start remembered everything; it was like living it again. He could hear everything again, he could feel everything again. He could feel him…inside.

That was all he needed. He leaned over the grass of a neighbor fortunately he didn´t knew and then he threw pretty much all he had in his stomach.


"Rory, eat something." almost begged Rachel as she offered him half of her sandwich. The guy shocked his head and then he returned to his reading. That was pretty much all he did lately. Read and day dream. Not singing or try dancing anymore.

"You need to eat something. You are losing a lot of weigh." noticed Blaine as he started over his baggy shirt. Rory didn´t answered. He just stood silent and raised his elbows like if it was a natural thing.

"I ate at my place." he half lied. He had eaten something at the Pierce house, maybe he had threw it up just 5 minutes later but he had eaten it.

"That is what you always say." Rachel now put the sandwich inches away of Rory´s face. The guy didn´t responded to it. He just stood silent and calm.

Rachel buffed angrily and then she made something herself thought was unethical and even rude. She punched Rory on the ribs as hard as she could. The guy screamed in pain and then she out the food in his mouth.

"I dare you to spit it out!" she warned him with a killer look. Rory rolled his eyes tired and then he swallowed it. It was a normal chesses with tomatoes sandwich, but still, it made Rory´s stomach hurt.

"That was unnecessary." Pointed out Rory kind of upset for being forced to eat something he didn´t want to.

"If you don´t want that to happen again eat the other half." ordered Rachel as she handed him the other part. "I don´t want you to fade out at the practice." Rory returned her the sandwich and then stood up from the table. "I said eat it!" demanded Rachel, she wasn´t used to people to say no to her demands.

"I´m not hungry. I told you, I already ate!" he screamed over the table as he tried to make a point.

"Of course you didn´t." Brittany appeared from behind Rory and handed him a paper bag. "You told my mom you would eat at lunch."

Rory´s blood went cold as he realized how everyone now was staring at him. Now everyone knew he was lying and he would be forced to eat. He cursed Brittany on his head.

"Excuse me." He passed between the blonde girl and Santana as he wished he could disappear. The bag on his hand was too heavy, maybe it had plenty of foods he would end up tgiving away or throwing to the trash can…

He crossed with Puck when he was about to leave the cafeteria. Like the other night Puck fell over Rory and the other one was only able to grab him before he hurt himself.

"Thanks man." He told Rory as he walked into the cafeteria. He put his hand over Rory´s shoulder just how Britt mom had done that morning. But it felt wrong; it didn't felt comforting, it felt dirty and disgusting. He fought the tears to fell and when Puck was far enough the tears were replaced with nauseas.

He covered his mouth with his hand as he ran toward the bathrooms. There it went Rachels half sandwich.