This chapter is gonna focus on Nellie, because some of you are asking to know more about her. Everything in italics ( words like this ) are her memories/dream. It'll make sense once you read.

OMG! Guys, I got to video chat with The Glee Project contenders! Nellie said she loved me, Blake said my name, and Shanna gave me some singing advice! Not to mention Dani, Aylin, Ali, Lily, Tyler, Abraham, and Michael said hi to me. It was an amazing experiance, that I'd never take back! They are the sweetest people alive.

Without furhter ado, enjoy! :D

"Goodnight, Nellie," Blake kissed her forehead. "I'm going to call my friends. If they saw you on the news, they might turn you in. I'll convince them not to. I promise." He walked away, into his room. Nellie just watched him go.

"Bye," she whispered, staring at the ceiling. "Blake." She liked Blake. He was nice to her. Nicer than everyone else was. She had taken him in, on the worst night of her life. Nellie always tried to get rid of that memory. But it always kept coming...

Nellie snuggled into her sweatshirt, shivering as a cold breeze blew past her. It wasn't fair that she had to survive on her own now! So what, she couldn't pay the rent! It wans't fair to kick her out into the cold, bitter streets of Albany. It had been three days. Somehow, Nellie had managed to survive. She walked down a dark alley, brown eyes watching the world. A car drove past her, flinging up water from the previous rain. It splashed on her, and Nellie coughed, backing into the alley.

Nellie sighed, then snuggled into the sheets, picturing that cold night in her head. The scene started up again, as she closed her eyes, and drifted off.

She backed into a hard body, and turned around, glancing up at a man. "Hi," she breathed quietly, backing up again. There really was no place to go now.

"A girl like you shouldn't be out here alone," he said. "You could get hurt."

"Leave me alone," Nellie whispered. He grabbed her arm and she yanked it away. "Leave me alone!"

"Woah, toots," he grabbed her sweatshirt roughly, pulling her towards him. "I'm in no rush." Nellie yanked away, sweatshirt ripping. She threw the rest of it off, and made a run for it. He grabbed her arm, shoving her against the wall. Her head began to bleed from the force. She let out a scream.

Nellie twisted and turned on the couch, mumbling loudly. She kicked the end of the couch, breathing heavily..

Nellie couldn't remember much after that, as her cold and limp body was left on the ground. She tried to get up, breaths raspy and harsh. She collapsed to the ground with another scream. And that's when Blake rounded the corner.

Nellie sat up, eyes fluttering awake. She coughed roughly. She had that dream every night. The pain still throbbed in her mind, her heart threatened to pound right out of her chest. She started sobbing, not really knowing why. Maybe it was because she just realized that her entire life was falling apart. She cried some more, and it was extremely loud.

That's when Blake rounded the corner.

He ran over. "Nellie, Nellie," he grabbed her chin, thumbs stroking her cheeks tenderly. "It's ok. I'm here." Blake moved her hair from her eyes. "Stop crying, Nellie. Stop it."

Nellie obeyed, trying to sniff up her tears. "I-I can't!" She choked. Blake put down his phone, and crawled on the couch. He snaked his arms around Nellie's stomach, clutching her tightly. "Bad dream?" He asked.

Nellie nodded. "Tell me what it was about. I can make it better," Blake said softly. "I can help you.." He kissed her forehead.

"I was th-thinking about the night... You-You found me," Nellie breathed, shakily. "He came and he hit me and I don't remember.. But you-you saved me. You protected me."

"I know," Blake said softly. "Nellie, you are an amazing person. Okay? You may not have a home, you may be a robber... But you're not a bad person, Nellie. You deserve a good life. You just have to open up." He paused, then continued. "I know you've been hurt. I can feel it, Nellie."

I've been cheated on, abused, kicked out of my home. I want to tell you Blake,

Nellie thought, staring in his eyes. I want to tell you so much.

"So just tell me what's wrong, Nellie. I'm not a mind reader. I'm sorry for all this and all that, but I need you to tell me!" Blake begged, he grabbed her face, leaning it towards his.

"I can't tell you," Nellie whispered. "I'm sorry, Blake. There's nothing to-" She was cut off, as his lips pressed against her lips. Nellie began to shake, tears falling from her eyes. She pulled away. "I can't... Blake, no.."

Blake stroked her face lightly, caressing her soft skin. "Yes, Nellie. You can, just tell me." He kissed her forehead. "Please." He leaned back, so he was laying on the couch. "C'mon.."

Nellie finally gave in and sunk into him, laying her head on his chest. "I-I've dated a lot of people," she croaked. Blake stroked her hair, listening politely. "They've all cheated on me."

"Oh, Nellie," Blake breathed, lifting her head. "I'm so sorry." She pulled her head away, snuggling into him again.

"I've always been so scared," Nellie breathed. "So, I put a hard shell up. I pretened I could be tough. That got me fired from my job, and I couldn't pay my bills... I acted like it didn't matter, like I could live on my own. And then I got the letter." She stopped, crying into his shirt. "I left everything behind except for the clothes on my back. I ran into a man a few nights after I left my apartment. He smashed my head against the wall... He ripped my sweatshirt, and then.."

"You don't have to continue," Blake whispered. He swallowed, before sighing loudly and running a hand through his hair. "I don't want to lose you, Nellie. I know that it'll be hard and that it'll take time, but I want you to not want to lose me. I like you, Nellie. I really like you." He sighed, sitting up. He grabbed Nellie's waist and brought her up with him. "Like, I just really want you. All those guys that cheated you... I hope they feel like crap.. Because you're gorgeous, Nellie. But apparently you don't see that.. And until you can, I don't want to force you to do anything."

"And.. What is it you want me to-to do?" Nellie asked quietly.

Blake pasued. "I'll tell you later. When you're ready.. Because I'm not gonna be another one of those guys who hurt you." He kissed her hair. "Nellie, I called my friends.. I told them not to turn you in. They said they promised but, you have to lay low for a while."

"They'll find me, Blake," Nellie whined. "They always do!"

Blake sighed, wrapping his arms around her. "If they do, I will do whatever it takes to protect you. I promise."

"Promise is a really big word, Blake," Nellie said quietly. "And I just want you to know it's okay to break your promise." Blake stared at her. "It's not like it matters to me." She shook him off and stood up, walking off into the kitchen. "And stop staring at my butt."

Sorry, it was really short. But.. I really wanted to just get the damn thing done. XD