AN: Yay chapter seven is up! I know I'm just as excited as you. Sorry for the break, my birthday was a few days ago, and all the stuff I've been doing has prevented me from working on this. I know it's sad, but it happens. I know some of these chapters have been rather short, but trust me they should be getting longer soon. I know for a fact that chapter nine is decently longer. I also would like to thank my faithful readers who review on almost every chapter. It really puts a smile on my face to see your review. Also thank you to all who have followed or favorite this story, it means a lot. I'll stop rambling. Hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own Glee :(

"Noah, you're not going crazy. It was probably just a bad dream." Carol said as she handed him a cup of coffee. Carol had repeated the same statement at least twenty times, but Puck didn't believe her, he was pretty sure he was going crazy. He took a sip of the warm liquid and enjoyed the feeling as it slowly slid down his throat. It instantly made him feel a little better, it was comforting.

"I know I need to go to school today, but can I just go see Kurt instead? I'll go to school afterwards." Puck took another sip of the coffee, it slowly started to warm him up, and he didn't feel like such shit.

"That's fine hon. Just try not to be too late." Carol looked to the clock on the microwave. "If you get there right at six you would only miss first period at the most. That's when visiting hours start."

Puck nodded and gulped down the rest of his coffee. He normally didn't drink coffee, except with Carol. So it was something he was going to have to get used to with him staying here. It wasn't until that moment the he realized he may be stuck with them until he graduated. He didn't like the thought one bit. He loved Carol like a second mom, but he didn't want to burden them like this; plus he just wanted to be at home with his mom and sister. Though he wouldn't be able to change that no matter how hard he tried.

An hour later he was sitting at the side of Kurt's bed. Kurt didn't look nearly as bad as he had when he had been brought in. Not as many cords were attached to him. When they brought him in, he didn't even look like himself because of everything they had attached to him.

They had removed some of the bandages around his head, but there were still a few towards the back where he had been hit. Puck took a deep breath and then began speaking.

"I moved in with you yesterday. We lost the house because mom couldn't afford it anymore and my grandmother wouldn't let me stay with her, she said I was a bad seed. So now I'm staying in your guest bedroom until I can figure something out. Burt and Carole don't need any more stress on them; they have enough to worry about with you. If you were here I wouldn't feel so bad about it, but I don't have anywhere else to go."

Puck was attempting to hold back the tears, but these days he wasn't able to. He always felt like crying, at all times during the day. Even the smallest of things set him off. Either he was extremely upset and crying, or going berserk. He had already been in several fights at school the last couple of weeks. It didn't matter what anyone did, everything just pissed him off. The only good thing that came from it was that nobody messed with him. They were too scared that he would snap on them any day. He was even pretty sure that some of his friends were scared of him too. Oh well, that's their problem. He had enough to worry about.

"Everyone really misses you. Some days in Glee, no one even knows what to do. You always had the greatest ideas, even if a lot of them never got used. But most of the times people always use your ideas to come up with their own. Besides Rachel, you're the one to beat, always. Your talent is far greater than everyone else's."

About that time he heard a knock at the door. Puck turned around to see Rachel standing in the doorway.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt. I come and see him every day before school. I keep hoping one of these days; he'll be awake when I come." Rachel walked around the bed and sat in the chair across from Puck. They just sat in silence for a few minutes. Since no one was talking Puck decided he would continue.

"Last night, I kind of lost it. It was sometime in the middle of the night, not really sure when. I couldn't sleep because I kept having bad dreams. Most of them were just a repeat of what was happening to you, over and over again. Since I couldn't sleep I decided to go ahead and take a shower and get ready for school. That didn't last long, because after a few minutes of being in the shower I saw a bunch of blood. There was so fucking much of it. I couldn't get rid of it no matter how many times I closed my eyes and wished for it to be gone. Apparently it wasn't real because a few minutes later after screaming my head off Carole and Burt came running it, apparently I was seeing things. Dude, I'm losing my fucking mind."

Rachel didn't say anything, she just stared at Puck. She most nights had nightmares too, but not nearly as bad as what Puck was describing. She couldn't imagine what he was going through. Well in a way she could, she was going through the same thing. It's just that she was better with dealing with her emotions than Puck, he usually just ignored them.

"I should probably get to class." Puck went to stand up, but his legs didn't seem to want to work. So after a few seconds, he just decided to not get up until he knew he could.

"We have time Noah, school doesn't start for over an hour. I've been going to temple every other day, and praying. I know Kurt doesn't believe in God, but I do. I just hope that God can pull him through this. I can't imagine a life where Kurt is stuck in this coma forever." Rachel held Kurt's hand in hers, it's all she had left to hold on to at this point.

"Dude you have me so lost it's not even funny. I don't know which way is up and which way is fucking down." A tear rolled down Puck's cheek. He couldn't hold on anymore, he just wanted to let go. Maybe if he just succumbed to his emotions, he would feel better. Though he didn't want to feel any of it, he just wished he could turn it off. He was pretty sure emotions didn't work that way though.

After a few seconds of silence Puck stood up and left leaving Rachel alone with Kurt. She just sat quietly for a few minutes before she began speaking again.

"I never knew how much Noah actually cared. I knew he wasn't nearly as heartless as everyone claimed he was, but I'm completely shocked by this. He started on a downward spiral towards insanity. I guess it doesn't help being kicked out of his house either. I just wish I knew what I could do to help him, but he doesn't let anyone in…" Rachel stopped speaking when she heard someone clear their throat in the door way. It was Blaine.

Rachel for a second thought it was nice that he decided to come see Kurt, but when she looked to the right of him, there was another guy standing next to him, holding his hand. Rachel's mouth almost fell open at the sight. It was nice for him to come to see Kurt, but to bring another guy with him after he had already hurt Kurt so bad. Thank god Kurt wasn't awake to see this.

"Blaine." Rachel said, her voice showing obvious signs of not being happy at the company.

"Rachel, I just wanted to see him." Blaine said softy, not catching Rachel's look. He was worried that for once looks would actually kill.

"I'm glad he's not awake to see your new fling on your arm." Rachel spat as she pushed past the boys and exited the room. The phrase was very uncharacteristic of her, but she didn't care. She was extremely angry that he would bring another guy to see Kurt. It's not like they had been broken up that long, just a few short months. Apparently Blaine had moved on quickly after the incident.

Rachel decided on the walk to her car that she wouldn't dwell on it, she had enough to think about. Adding Blaine's thoughtlessness to that wouldn't help matters; just make her brain more cluttered. For now all she could do was try to keep the problems to a minimum.