Santana was one of the reasons Karofsky apologized is Bradley the other? Sorry about this being so late, my computer crashed and I had to write this basically from scratch… not fun especially when you lose all of your writing. But anyway here is the second chapter to 'Things that go unsaid'.

Karofsky's POV

I can't tell him he would be pissed, more than pissed, he'd kill me. He wouldn't understand how my school works. I lay on my bed staring at the ceiling thinking how painful my death would be if he found out about me making fun of Hummel. I reach into my pockets expecting to find my phone, but it's not there… Oh wonderful I sit up and look down at my jacket I know for a fact it's not in there. I left it at Bradley's. I get up and find my way down stairs and stop at the door by now its 11, should I go back now? I've decided that he probably wouldn't be asleep. When I walk though his door (I just don't knock anymore) I see that I was wrong because there lays Bradley sound asleep on the couch that he was on before I left. I spot my phone on the coffee table where I was doing my homework. I pick it up and I'm about to leave when I remember that Bradley's going to complain all day tomorrow about not sleeping in his bed if I don't wake him up.
"Bradley, wake up." I reach over the back of the couch and shake him gently.

"Bradley, wake up." I repeat louder and shake him with more force.

"Wha…" Bradley's eyes barley opened and he turn over from his side "Didn't you go home?"

"I forgot my phone I came to get it." I hold up my phone.

I watch as he nods and his eyes trail over to the large wall clock the reads 11:10 "Why did you leave earlier?" I know Bradley means good but still this would not end well for me.

"I just forgot that my mom told me that I had to leave after I finished my homework that's all. It is the rule only because my mom doesn't like you."

"Your mom doesn't like me because I'm gay, the again I don't think she ever liked me…" he chuckles with sleep still in his eyes.

"Well I've gotta go see you tomorrow." And with that I'm out of his house and off to mine.

I wake up at 9 the next morning, to find the smell of muffin wafting up the stairs; I get up and walk lazily down stairs to find my parent bickering at the table like usual probably about what ever is in the news

"Good morning David how are you this morning." My dad places the news paper down on the table and looks at me.

"Nothing unusual just woke up." God I hate mornings I think to myself at least it's only Friday and I'll be off to play games with the guys, or something.

"David would you please inform me why I herd the door open at 11 at night." My mother looks a little angry but nothing more than usual.

"I forgot my phone at Bradley's I didn't think it was that important that I needed to tell you I didn't want you to worry about me." Worry about me becoming gay, well congrats mom it's already happened. I think I don't like it but I know it's true.

"How many times have I told you that I don't like you hanging around that Bradley kid he's a bad influence on you next thing we know you're going to be bringing home boys for us to meet." My mom storms out of the kitchen.

"And I wonder why you made fun of that Hummel kid now I see where you got it from." My father picks up his news paper.

I walk outside two hours before the guys are coming to get me and I see Bradley walk out his house phone pressed to his ear. I wave to him and he scowls at the phone then at me… No there's no way he knows about that.

"Okay… Yeah… I'll see you at school on Tuesday… Okay bye." He hangs up his phone and slowly walks toward me. "I was just talking to one of my friends Blaine and I've been told that you made fun of a guy named Kurt… I was just wondering if this was true."

"Yeah," I say slowly not sure how he'll take it. "But I only made fun of him because there was so much pressure from the guys, and if I didn't I would be called gay too, I couldn't deal with that."

"You didn't have to Dave you could have done something to help this Kid, and I don't see why you couldn't do that. You've seen what things like that can do to a person." He pauses for a second he never really liked talking about things like this. "You've seen what it did to me."

"Bradley you don't understand, you don't the guys and what would have done to me." Why does that sound incredibly kinky?

"How could you say that we went to the same school for nine years Dave I know what they're like, as much as I want to know at least, I may not know them like you do, but I know what they do people like me." Bradley looked angry now.

"Look that was junior high not high school it's different now they will actually beat me up if I don't follow them in there plan to rule the school."

"You mean like they did to me, you do remember that I know you do, they would beat the crap out of me let it heal then beat me up again for three years, don't preach to me about getting beaten up, because I've been there with the people you call your friends they aren't your friend Dave when they're done with you they'll leave you." As much as I know that he's right I don't think that he has any right to say that.

"And I have another question, did you honestly think that this wouldn't get back to me, because if you haven't noticed it's not hard top pick up on these things when you live in a small town." He looks like something just dawned on him. "That's why you got expelled that one day isn't it? Because you were making fun of this Kid any you got caught."

He let out a small chuckle. "Tell me yourself what happened. How did this all go on?"

"You don't want to know Bradley."

"Try me."

"Well it was just a little mocking at first then shoving onto the lockers, the after one time he came after me and we argued things happened, and he left. Some really bad things happened and I might have told him if anyone found out I'd kill him but I didn't mean it."

"You threatened to kill him, there is something seriously wrong with that, that taking a step way to far over bulling. When you do that to someone it's like saying 'I want you dead' that's not a good thing to say to someone even if you didn't mean it."

"I was just trying to scare him th-"

"Well you sure did that. You made the kid transfer that's more than just scaring him that's scarring him, he may not have physical scars but he has mental ones. You know this isn't right, I still don't see the point of you making fun of this kid when he went trough the same things I did, you had other options, your popularity isn't every thing David you can't think it is, because you'll regret so much if you do." Bradley turned around and started to walk towards his house opening the door and stepping through

"Wait what is this really about? This isn't about Hummel isn't it?" I walked through the front door of Bradley's house.

"Get out."

"No, I'm not leaving until you tell me what this is really about."

"Get out David." I know Bradley's mad he never calls me David.

"What is this really about Bradley? You're going to have to tell me, because I won't leave until you do."

"David get the fuck out now." Bradley screamed at me he was pissed now you could see it in his stance his face, everything.

"Just tell me."

"You want to know what this is about. It's about me second guessing if I really know you all that well, because when we were younger I never thought you would just sit by and watch as I fall to pieces hoping every day that me life would just end, thinking about killing myself, faking a smile everyday so no one would know what was wrong, I was proven wrong." By now Bradley has tears flowing from his eyes I never knew it was that bad… I thought to myself "Now I never though that you would be the kind of person that would put someone through that. Once again I was proven wrong. I really thought I knew you better than that. Now I don't know what to believe now." He whips away his tears and turned away from me.

"Now if you would please leave it would be much appreciated." Bradley walks through his living room to the couch now would be a good time to leave but I can' not then he's like this. I find my way over to the couch and walk up behind him I settle my elbows on the back and rest my chin on my hands.

"Why didn't you tell me it was that bad you wouldn't have had to do that alone." I hear him sniff and watch as he brings his legs up to his chest

"Because I knew you couldn't do anything about it."

"You still could have told me."

"I know but I didn't want a pity party."

"I wouldn't pity you I would have tried to help you out of it." I don't like seeing Bradley like this it's never a happy time or a time that either off us like.

"I just don't like talking about this stuff it brings up a lot of painful memories that I don't need at the moment what I need is peace and quiet." Bradley hasn't looked up from his lap instead he started to play with the strings on his sweat pants that the blue shirt he was wearing only just reach.

"It doesn't mean that while it was happening that you couldn't have told me." I walked around the side of the couch opposite him and sat down next to him. I could see the red in his blue eye almost shaded by short his sandy blond hair.

"I don't want people to treat me different though and they would have you know this, as well as I do." Bradley started crying again all he's ever wanted was to be like everybody else, but that's never happened for him.

"Yeah I know but you should have told someone that it was that bad even if you just needed someone to talk to because Bradley that's not a good place to be." I'm seeing things a little different now that I know the full extent of what Bradley went through. "You do know that if I knew I had a choice that I wouldn't have made fun of him right?"

"You should have known that you had other options, I know you, and you're not stupid Dave." Tears were still flowing freely from his eyes, and every few minutes or so he'd wipe them away, still not doing very much.

"I guess I was just afraid people would find out." I don't exactly know why I said that but, it came out.

"People finding out that we're still friends, it's really not that bad if we are." Why don't you understand what I'm trying to say?

"No not exactly, but I suppose there's that." I look out the window hoping that he would understand what that means, but he probably won't.

"What else is there?"

"Just things." Just try to get through this and maybe you'll be able to keep your dignity I think to myself, as much as I know that Bradley wouldn't care I'm not ready for any kind of exploitation. Not yet.

There you have it the second chapter hope you liked it. So in this chapter Karofsky takes a step back when Bradley starts crying, usually I thought that he wouldn't but seeing as they grew up together he probably would. Another thing is I figured he would be a lot more I don't know'normal' who wants to be normal though? Anyway sorry for this being so late I'll start working on the third chapter ASAP! I'm sure you're tierd of hearing this but reviews are loved.