I own nothing. Enjoy! Warning for described child-abuse.

"David," Kali said hugging me gently.

"Hey Kali," I said kissing her forehead, "I brought your bag so you could change before school."

"Thanks."

"Go get dressed. Amizio and I will be out here waiting for you."

Kali nodded her head, took her bag, and went back into the bathroom. When she was out of sight I let out a pained sigh. This morning I didn't have much time to take anything that would help with the pain. Luckily I had taken to putting asprin in my locker at school.

"Dave," Amizio said softly, "Should you be going to school today? I mean, you're hurt and you told Coach Beiste that you were oging to your uncle's wedding."

"I'll tell her that I had to come to school becaue they pushed the wedding back a few days," I said shrugging.

"And the pain?"

"I've played football in worse condition so school will be no problem."

"You shouldn't have to. Listen Dave, just stay with me for awhile. My parents won't be back for about a week, maybe longer. You can stay here until we figure everything out."

"It's already figured out."

"For the sake of Kali, maybe you should rethink. She was up all night crying."

"Fine I'll move up my plans and find an apartment for Kali and I to stay. I can't put you out like that."

"Just do it quickly."

"No problem."

Amizio patted my back softly and went to get soemthing out of the kitchen. Listening to Amizio made me wonder if I hadn't thought this out. Kali had only been here a day and everything was already going bad. I was suppposed to be taking care of her, but was I actually hurting her more?

I shoudlnt' have tried to figure this out alone, but if I went to an adult then I'd be forced to go to the cops. There was only a few monthes left in the school year and all of this was going to be over. Getting an apartment for Kali and I weouldn't be a problem though. It's not like my family is poor anyway.

"Are we ready to go?" Kali asked coming out of the bathroom.

Today she was wearing black trousers and a purple corset. Over the corset was a leather jacket. Kali loved wearing purple, it was her and Mom's favorite color. She always made sure that she had some purple somewhere in her outfit. Although I wasn't a fan of the whole biker chick look she was sporting today.

"Let's go," I said knowing Kali wouldn't change even if I asked.

Amizio, Kali, and I all climbed in my car and drove to school. Since Kali didn't know hot hurt I actually was I was goign to make everything seem as normal as I could. If she knew what had happened to me last night I woudln't have been allowed to get out of bed.

When we got to the school not only was my chest and stomach hurting, but so was my head. Amizio and Kali were talking to each other quietly. It was good to see that the two of them were getting along. With everything that was happening at home Kali needed to know she had somewhere to go.

Pulling intot he school parking lot I watied for Amizio and Kali to get out before shutting my eyes. The pounding in my head was getting worse and the sunlight wasn't helping. When I got out of the car Kali was staring at me worriedly. I smiled gently and slammed the door shut.

"Are you okay?" Kali asked softly.

"Fine," I said calmly, "Amizio, can you show Kali around?"

"Sure," Amizio said slowly, "Come on, Kali."

Kali watched me for a moment before following Amizio into the school. Once they were far enough from me I went to my locker. I quickly got out the asprin before heading into the nearest empty classroom. Looking around I saw that it was the Glee Club Room.

With a shake of my head I closed the door and sat down. As long as I was alone while the asprin kicked in I didn't care where I was. It didn't take long to help with the pain, but the pills weren't working well anymore. I woudln't be surprised if they stopped working all together soon.

Standing up stiffly I lifted my shirt and looked at the bruises. Now that they had formed all the way I could see the damage. The bruises were a deep purple and covered my front and parts of my side. Hearing something drop tot he floor I dropped my shirt and turned around.

"Mr. Schuester," I said calmly.

"What was that, Dave?" Mr. Schuester asked staring at me.

"Football injuries."

"You didn't go to practice yesterday. In fact, I heard that your little sister came running to Amizio with a split lip. What am I supposed to think?"

"Why don't you tell me?"

"That you're being abused."

"You'd be wrong."

"Dave, if you're being hurt then you need to tell someone."

"If I was I would, but I'm not."

"I don't believe you."

"I'll tell you the truth if you do soemthing for me."

"What's that?"

"Make sure Kali joins Glee and don't judge her for being my little sister. Can you do that?"

"Yes."

"Good."

"Your end of the deal?"

"Do what I want and I'll tell you."

Picking up my backpack I walked out of the classroom and away from Mr. Schuester. As I walked away I tried to stop myself from hitting myself. This had been going on for years and no one had wondered about it. Getting caught was a stupid move.

Kali was only fifteen, if we got caught in this lie then she would be taken away. I wasn't going to lose her when we were so close to getting out. Maybe her getting out of this place, away from me, woould be the best. I was being selfish.

"David," Kali said smiling at me.

"Hey," I said softly, "We need to talk."

"About what?"

"This thing with Father."

"I thought you said you had everything figured out already."

"I thought I did too. I think I was being selfish though. You can't stay at the house."

"Neither can you."

"I'm almost out."

"I like your original plan. I'm not leaving David. This isn't your decision anymore. I'm choosing to stay with you."

Sighing I hugged Kali gently before going to my classroom. I hated what I was doing to her, but even if I went to the cops she wouldn't leave me. I loved her for that. For her not leaving me. I couldn't lose her. I had to figure everything out for us.

"Hey Dave," Amizio said softly, "Kali is trying out for Glee."

"Good," I said nodding, "She's an amazing singer."

"They're going to torture her."

"That's taken care of. I just hope it works out."

"Me too, dude."