A/N So I`ve been in like the biggest Glee mode ever. And I couldn't stop thinking about this story and had to update it. And I really want to be able to actually update this and now that its Christmas holidays I have a lot of time on my hands..but not really actually lol but yeah and figure I`ll just write and update stories. I`ve been crazy busy since September and haven't actually been on fanfiction that much and I finally have time to write and I`ve missed it ! But yes I`ll stop talking
I mention Fag in this chapter so I apologize in advance if it upsets anyone
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Finn felt his body hit the wall his head banging against it. looking confused and dazed Finn glanced up to see his father towering over him his hand holding his body against the wall.
"Where have you been?" His Father slurred the smell of alcohol filling Finns nostrils.
"I told you this morning I had football practice" Finn explained confidently looking his father in the eye.
Roger Hudson snarled and pushed his hand harder into Finns shoulder making Finn wince. " I called this morning asking when the first practice would end and the funny thing is…" Roger hissed twisting his hand into Finns shoulder roughly.
"….Their wasn't any practice today. Now where were you?"
Finns eyes widened he had never thought his dad would be checking up to see if he was actually going to be at a football practice.
"I-I had a project….A group project that I had to finish." Finn sputtered out quickly.
Finn could just see his father getting angrier " You want to try that again?"
Finn avoided eye contact and didn't say anything for a few moments until he felt his father pushing his hand further and twisting it into his shoulder.
Finn gasped and tried to push his father off of him before quickly spitting out the truth "Glee! I had glee practice."
Finn sighed in relief when he finally felt his Fathers hand leave his shoulder.
His father laughed patting Finns arm " See that wasn't so hard was it, telling me the truth."
Finn nodded his head and before he could reply he felt a push into his shoulder, a pop, and his own scream, before he collapsed on the ground clutching his arm to his chest and breathing heavily. Sweat quickly building up on his body.
"What. Did. I. Say. About. Glee. Club" With each word his father snarled at him it was met with his foot connecting to Finns stomach.
Finn curled into himself, his head trying to burying itself in the ground, his eyes clenched tight, and his breathing heavy and rapid.
Roger Hudson bent down roughly pulling Finn up off the ground by the fabric of his shirt and bringing him to his eye level.
"Well!" Roger screamed roughly into Finns ear.
Finn flinched back and weakly tried to pull away from his Fathers hold on his shirt.
Finn could hear the deep growl coming from his Fathers throat and the back of his hand making contact with his face.
"Answer me!"
"N-not to go a-anymore." Finn stuttered his face becoming stained with tears.
"If I ever find out you attended that stupid club, I will beat you bloody do you understand me. I will not have a fag for a son, and I will not tell you again. You stay away from that damn club." Roger Hudson whispered into Finns ear calmly and seriously. Which in Finns opinion was more terrifying than him yelling in his ear.
Finn nodded his head. Only to be met with a smack upside the head.
"You speak when spoken too." Roger Hudson snapped.
Finn cleared the lump from his throat. " Yes." Finn flinched back when he felt his Fathers hand once again hit him on the head.
"Yes Sir."
Finn stumbled when his Father let go of his shirt and shoved him away.
"I want you out of this house for the night, I need some time with your mother."
"B-but where am I-I S-suppose to go for the night." Finn Stuttered.
Roger Hudson Grabbed Finns arm leading him to the front door and throwing it open and shoving Finn outside. "Not my problem." And Slammed the door in his sons face.
Finn gaped at the door and looked around his neighbourhood before stumbling off towards the park. He could feel the bruises forming on his torso, his stinging face, and his dislocated shoulder hanging limply against his chest.
It was only Monday. His Father came home Friday and already Finn had been ignored, beaten, and kicked out of his house all in the time line of 4 days. He never expected things to wind up like this and he could only fear about what would be to come. But one thing Finn knew was he wasn't quitting the Glee club, He would be more careful about keeping it a secret. The Glee club was the one thing that could keep him sane and happy if his Father was going to keep hurting him.
His mother has been more happy than he`s ever seen her and he wouldn't ruin this for her. He could handle a few bruises no problem.
Finn entered the park and took a seat on the bench wincing when he sat down. He could see the sun setting and beginning to get dark out. He couldn't go back home and he didn't want to sleep outside on a bench.
Finn reached into his jeans praying that his phone was still in his pocket and sighed in relief when he could feel the small buttons, pulling it out Finn dialled the number he knew by heart.
"Hey…I need your help."
Finn could recognize the engine of the truck anywhere. He watched as Puck jumped out of the truck and jog over to where Finn was sitting.
"Hey Man Whats Up I g- Woah what the hell happened to you!" Puck exclaimed taking in the sight of his best friend the bruise on his cheek, His arm hanging limply and the way he was protecting his torso with his arm.
"Puck-" Finn started before he broke out in a sob the events of the afternoon finally hitting him.
Puck stood shocked. When Finn called him saying he needed help he figured his moms crappy car had broken down again. But seeing his Best friend sitting on a bench looking like he was just mugged and sobbing had Puck more concerned then he would ever care to admit.
But this was his best friend no matter what has happened between them lately. The one that was there to keep him company when his mother had to work late, The one that took him in when one of his moms boyfriends decided to use him as a punching bag, The one that kept him out of trouble. And as uncomfortable as it would make him feel and as uncomfortable and embarrassed he would feel after, he joined Finn on the bench and pulled him into a hug and let him cry on his shoulder.
"Come on Finn lets go back to my house alright?"
Finn nodded his head and wiped at his eyes furiously and followed after Puck.
Entering Pucks home he saw the note from his mom saying she was working late but left money for food. Puck crumpled up the letter and watched the stiff way Finn moved upstairs to his bedroom.
Puck filled a glass with water, grabbed a couple of aspirins, and grabbed the first aid kit underneath the bathroom sink. And entered his room to see Finn curled up on his bed.
"lift your shirt up." Puck ordered putting everything on his bedside desk knocking his homework off the desk.
"What why?" Asked Finn confused.
"don't think I don't notice the winces every time you move. Now lift it up." Ordered Puck grabbing the first aid kit.
"I cant."
Puck groaned. " Finn come on Ju-"
"Its my arm." Finn interrupted.
Puck eyed Finns limp arm, striding over and taking it gently in his hands and feeling the shoulder stopping when he saw Finn wince.
"Its dislocated." Said Puck grabbing Finns arm and standing a bit behind him.
Finn pulled away "What are you doing!"
Puck rolled his eyes "Popping It back in place moron."
Finn glared. " Do you even know how to do that?"
"We play football Finn this isnt exactly the first dislocated shoulder."
"Fine. But don't be saying you`ll do it on the count of three and than do it on two. Do it on Three okay…exactly at Three Puck."
Puck nodded his head "yeah yeah" He mumbled under his breath and positioned himself to pop Finns shoulder back.
"One" Puck said pushing Finns shoulder.
Finn cried out burying his face in Pucks pillow.
"I said Three you jackass."
Puck just grinned smugly. " Now take your shirt off."
Finn hesitantly took his shirt off careful around his tender shoulder.
Puck stared shocked at the mangled mess of Finns torso. And Finn looked anywhere but Pucks face.
"Jesus Finn! What the hell happened!" Puck exclaimed.
"Just some guys that wanted my wallet." Finn Lied smoothly.
"You`re lying."
"No I`m not." Finn exclaimed defensively.
"Yes you are. Your Knee is bouncing."
"So..?"
"You only bounce your knee when you`re lying." Puck pointed out watching as Finns knee immediately stopped moving.
"That's not true."
Puck let out a small smirk when Finns knee began bouncing again. And focused his attention back on Finn.
"Dammnit Finn what the hell happened?"
Finn flinched when Pucks voice got a hardening edge to it.
"Don't freak out"
Puck rolled his eyes impatiently.
"It was my dad.." Finn said slowly watching for Pucks reaction.
"Your dad did this to you? Why?" Puck growled.
"He thinks Glee club is for fags and doesn't want to have a pansy for a son. He found out that's where I was today when I told him I had football practice instead."
Puck quickly grabbed his coat and shoes mumbling under his breath furiously.
"What are you doing?" Finn asked warily watching Puck root around his room for his other shoe.
"I`m going to go over to your house and bash your dads head in."
"What! Puck no just leave it!" Finn panicked pulling on his shirt and jumping off the bed grabbing hold of Puck.
"Leave it! Are you joking me, Look at you Finn! You're a mess, the Mans only been home for a couple of days and has already turned you into his punching bag, I`m not just going to leave this alone." Puck snapped furious.
Finn griped Pucks arm tighter. " Just leave it Puck, I left it alone with your moms boyfriends when you asked me."
Puck wrenched his arm free from Finns grasp " That was Different Finn!"
"How!" Finn cried out confused.
"Because I knew they wouldn't be sticking around for long, I knew she wasn't going to end up married to those guys. This is different because this is your dad! He will be sticking around and once your mom finds out what he did, I know she`ll get rid of him." Puck Explained.
"Puck don't please!" Finn begged.
"I`ve never seen her this happy before. I don't want to be the one that takes that from her. It's a few bruises Puck, It`s like playing a rough football game."
Puck rolled his eyes " That's the stupidest analogy I`ve ever heard. It`s not a few bruises Finn and It`s not a football game. It`s your dad using you as his stress reliever for what went on in Iraq, He may need help."
"He may just need time to adjust I`m sure, I can handle a few slaps and kicks till then. If I wind up in the hospital then you can tell who ever you want to. But please just keep this a secret Please Puck, I don't want to ruin this for my mom."
Puck stood silent contemplating if he should keep this to himself. He knew it wasn't just a few slaps and kicks the man had already dislocated Finns shoulder and Used his torso as a soccer ball. And He wasn't good with crying or comforting he was good with bashing people`s heads in, protecting Finn from being a target of bullies. When they were kids before Finn had joined football and was frankenteen, he was small, scrawny, and quiet.
Puck couldn't keep this to himself he needed someone who was good with comforting, and crying and that Finn was comfortable and could trust this with.
"Fine. But on two conditions. You quit glee club. If this is what set him off today you`re going to quit going, you`re not going to risk a trip to the hospital to sing some songs."
Finn shook his head "No way."
"Finn." Puck complained.
"All my friends are in glee club Puck. He won`t figure it out I promise But I need the Glee club, I need everyone in it."
Puck sighed frustrated "Fine.
"What`s the second condition?" Finn asked warily.
"You tell Kurt."
"No." Finn shook his head.
"I gave two conditions Finn pretty simple and fair ones I figured. And you can choose one quit Glee or Tell Kurt. Otherwise I`m going over your house and bashing your dads face in the wall."
"But why Kurt? What if he tells someone?"
"I`m not good at this comforting thing, I would if I could but I don't know how, I can patch you up if needed, I can kick ass if needed. But I don't know how to make someone feel better. And if you show up to my house all bruised and bloody I`ll be too pissed and may need someone to keep me from murdering someone. And Kurt he can keep a secret if needed, you guys were practically step-brothers almost. I`d trust him." Puck explained watching for Finns reaction.
Finn slowly nodded his head. "Okay. We`ll tell Kurt."
"But no one else." Finn warned.
"No one else." Puck promised.
"Now take those aspirins and lift your shirt back up I`ll take care of those bruises.
Puck closed the first aid kit, putting It in his sock drawer and watched as Finn slept for a few moments. Puck ran a hand over his head hoping he wasn't making a mistake by keeping this a secret.
Puck grabbed his phone. And left the room. Scrolling through his phone Puck paused on the name for a few moments before pressing Dial.
"Hey Kurt…Its Puck."
Chapter Three complete YAY! So I think the next chapter will be Kurt`s reaction to it and if he`ll keep it to himself or not.
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