A/N: Wow, thank you all for the story alerts and for the first few reviews on this story! You guys are the reason I continue to write! I'm glad that this has attracted quite a few people and I hope to be able to live up to your standards! My goal for this chapter? WRITE A REVIEW! Tell me what you like, don't like, and want to happen! :D

Disclaimer: Don't own Glee or its characters!

Kurt's P.O.V.

Kurt watched Rachel's figure disappear down the path, vanishing into the darkened shadows that the trees provided. His head drooped downward, his eyes now locked to his feet. Who could he talk to about this? Obviously not Rachel, herself. It would have to be someone else. Finn? No, he wouldn't get it. And he would just go and bug Rachel when she clearly wanted to be left alone about the touchy subject.

Pulling out his phone, Kurt scrolled through his contacts, and it didn't take long before a certain name became highlighted. "Perfect," his voice whispered into the silence.

Kurt' fingers typed the all too familiar number and then slid across the 'talk' button. Bringing the phone gently to his ear, Kurt listened to the obnoxious rings, tapping his foot against the pavement, now freezing over from the dew and ice cold temperatures settling in.

A voice on the other end finally picked up, causing Kurt to suck in a sharp breath.

"Hello?" the other voice spoke vibrantly, "Kurt?"

Trying to relax the quickened pace of his heart, Kurt took a deep breath and responded, "He….hey, how's it been?"

Truth be told, Kurt hadn't talked to this particular someone in over a year, not since they had a huge blow up right before Kurt left with Rachel and Finn for New York. Had anything changed? Obviously. Because the voice on the other end was happy…it was normal…it was Blaine.

"I've been doing pretty decent here in Lima. How's the big apple?" Blaine's voice never wavered from the cheery tone it had started with.

"It's….it's everything I've always imagined. Everything is huge, broadway…people's personalities…everything, Blaine! I really wish you could see it here!" Kurt glanced at his surroundings, taking in the sight he had completely ignored as he tried to help his friend.

"That's awesome, Kurt. I'm glad you like it there, and you're right, I need to make it out there sometime! So, was there a reason you called me if you're enjoying it so much there?"

"Well, honestly….yes…something is up with Rachel, Blaine, and I don't know what to do. She tells me everything, and whatever this is, she won't tell anyone…" Kurt sighed, his eyes falling back on the pavement.

"And you think I can get her to tell me? Kurt, I haven't talked to her since you guys left. How am I supposed to help?" Blaine's tone fell.

"I don't…I don't know, but can't you just try…if not for me, for her sanity?"

The line was silent for what felt like an eternity to Kurt, but Blaine finally responded, "Alright, give me her number again and I'll give it a shot!"

"Thanks, Blaine! Really, this means a lot!" Kurt's voice sounded more upbeat now that he had gotten his way.

"Yeah, you're welcome. Anyways, that number?"

Rachel's P.O.V.

Rachel turned the key to her apartment door, unlocking it and walking inside. Without turning back, she shut the door with a quiet click, turned the lock, and headed further inside.

Her apartment seemed so different during the day than it did at night. During the day, it felt warm, comforting, everything she needed. At night, it felt lonely, cold, and dark. And on this specific night, Rachel's mood matched the feeling of her apartment. Kicking off her shoes by the couch, she headed down the hallway and in to her room.

Sighing in frustration, Rachel let her tired, aching body fall back on to her bed, her legs dangling of the edge. As her eyes began to droop, a Broadway version of "Don't Rain on My Parade" rang out into the silence, followed by a series of vibrations.

"Leave me alone!" she yelled into the emptiness surrounding her.

Not being able to ignore the cell phone any longer, she grabbed it, and without looking at the caller ID, answered, "What?" Anger rushed in her tone, but soon faded when the voice on the other end responded, "Rachel?"

A/N: So, chapter 2 is FINALLY up! I apologize for the long wait! College has been hectic and this week is finals! So, as usual, I avoided studying and wrote this chapter instead. Tell me what you think! By the way, my new favorite Glee cover? "We Are Young"! Anyone else agree? REVIEW and tell me!