A/N: The amount of feedback I got from this was amazing! Thank you guys so much! This chapter has a lot of swearing and a tad bit of violence towards the end, so tread carefully dearies. Enjoy!

Chapter 2

"A-alternate personalities?" Kurt asked, staring at his boyfriend-or at least what used to be his boyfriend-in shock.

"Are you deaf?" Blaine-or in this case, Victor-replied with a scowl on his face.

Kurt was suddenly glad that he'd insisted he and Blaine arrive earlier than the rest to Glee Club today. He was extremely confused overall, but he knew one thing for sure: Blaine had wanted to keep this a secret. Very badly too, it seemed.

"Let's get out of here," he whispered, not wanting to draw any unwanted attention from the other Glee members if they walked in.

"Fine by me," Victor replied, getting up and hurrying out of the choir room almost in relief.

"How many of you are there?" Kurt asked in a hushed tone once the two had gotten far enough away from the choir room to safely discuss the subject.

"Seven. There's Blaine, then me, Caleb, Danny, Tyler, Eleanor, and Ray," Victor replied in that same half-irritated, half-bored tone that seemed so out of place on Blaine.

So that would explain the Tyler that Victor had been talking about earlier, Kurt reasoned. But what had he meant by the other half of his sentence?

"What did you mean when you said anywhere was better than home?" Kurt asked, trying to keep his heartbeat under control. He wasn't going to jump to conclusions. If there was one thing he was sure of, it was that that kind of thing wouldn't help Blaine at all.

"Nothing," Victor snapped out, sounding fearful for the first time since Kurt had begun speaking with him.

Kurt didn't want to push, but it was Blaine. This was the boy he loved and cared about so much. And he wasn't willing to let this go and let Blaine go back to a house where he wasn't safe. He wouldn't take that chance. He wouldn't.

"I need you to tell me what you meant," he kept his voice calm and even, but there was an edge to it as well. He couldn't keep the fear out if his own voice. "For Blaine's sake."

"We can take care of ourselves!" Victor stopped dead in the middle of the hallway, swiveling around to glare at Kurt. His entire body was tensed as if he was preparing himself for a fight.

"Please! I just want to help hi-"

"YOU CAN'T!" Victor screamed back before clenching his eyes shut, clutching at his head as he sunk down to the ground.

"Blaine!" Kurt quickly knelt down, placing a hand on Blaine's shoulder as the other huddled on the ground, trying to curl himself into a ball. "Blaine? Honey? Are you okay?" He asked softly.

Blaine looked up...only it most definitely was not Blaine Kurt was looking at. His boyfriend had never looked up at him with such a terrified gaze.

"Please," the boy whispered. "Please don't hurt me. I'm sorry. I wasn't supposed to tell," he whimpered, turning back around to curl even further into the protective ball he'd been trying to get into.

"Who are you?" Kurt asked quietly, never once removing his hand from Blaine's shoulder.

"Caleb," the boy whispered softly.

"Do you know who I am?" Kurt asked, keeping the same quiet and gentle tone.

"He said he'd kill us if we ever told," Caleb whimpered back, completely ignoring Kurt's question.

Kurt could feel his own heartbeat start up again in a panic. "Who told you that?" He asked, pleading silently for this question to be answered.

Caleb turned, and Kurt had to blink rapidly to keep the tears from his own eyes as he saw his boyfriend's beautiful, hazel eyes staring fearfully back at him. Only one word escaped Caleb's lips.

"Daddy."

GLEE

Kurt didn't know how he'd managed the drive home. He had no clue how he'd convinced Caleb to get in the car with him. He had no idea how he had kept himself from breaking down, but as soon as he pulled into his driveway, he knew he needed to talk with his dad. Now.

As soon as he got in the house, he got Caleb situated on the couch with a glass of water and one of Kurt's own personal blankets, and then he went to make the phone call to his dad.

"Hey kid. You're calling pretty early. Aren't you supposed to be in Glee now?" Burt asked.

"Dad, I need you home right now, and Carole too if you can reach her," Kurt replied in a shaky tone.

"What's happened?" Burt asked, tone quickly becoming serious.

"It's Blaine. Just please get home, I'll explain it to you later."

"Kurt?" A voice called quietly from behind him.

Kurt swiveled around, seeing Blaine standing in the doorway to the living room, watching him with confusion and worry.

"I'll see you when you get home," Kurt said, quickly hanging up before taking three long strides over to his boyfriend and pulling him into a hug. "Blaine," his voice cracked and he could feel the tears rolling down his cheeks.

"Kurt, Kurt? What's wrong? Why are you crying? And-and how did I get to your house?" Blaine asked, feeling his heart begin to race. Oh no. No. He didn't switch around Kurt. He didn't. He couldn't have-

"Why didn't you tell me about your dad?" Kurt asked, gazing up at him with a look that broke Blaine's heart. He'd worried his boyfriend. He'd done this. He'd made Kurt cry. He was a failure, Kurt knew his secret, his dad was going to kill him. Wait...

"How do you know about my dad?" He snapped, tensing up. If his dad found out that Kurt knew, he'd kill him. He'd promised he would. He may have been drunk at the time, as usual, but Blaine knew better than to think his father would've forgotten about that death threat so easily.

"Caleb told me," Kurt replied. "Blaine why didn't yo-"

"He wasn't supposed to be talking to you!" Blaine pulled away, pacing furiously along the hallway. "I warned them! I told them and told them not to talk to you because then you'd think I was a freak and dad would find out and kill me! I told them not to tell you!"

"Blaine, honey, please calm down," Kurt pleaded.

"BLAINE'S NOT HERE ANYMORE!" The switch was so sudden that Kurt took a step back, watching in shock as his boyfriend grabbed a nearby lamp and sent it crashing to the ground. "I'm Ray! I'm nothing like that pathetic little loser! So fucking pathetic! He couldn't even keep us a secret from you! Fucking failure! Stupid, fucking, worthless failure!" He slammed his hand into the wall, managing to put a small dent in it.

"Ray, stop, please!" Kurt reached out, putting a hand on the other's shoulder.

"Get the FUCK off me!" Ray turned, shoving Kurt to the ground just as the front door opened.

"The hell? Blaine what the fuck did you just do to my brother?" Finn snarled, stepping into the hall.

A/N: Yup, drama. Again. I know this one was a hell of a lot shorter, my apologies. My muse is being temperamental again and was like: No. No. Stop here. So I was like: Fine muse! Fine. XD! Anyway, happy reading guys! I'll be updating tomorrow.