A/N: Hey, guys, I'm so sorry it took so long to update this. I've had a lot going on; I spent 3 days in mourning for Cory Monteith. I still can't believe he's gone. And I've also been trying to write for other fandoms, like Veronica Mars (see You're My Best Friend and Titanium; in fact, you'll find Joel in the latter). But yeah, here's chapter 10. I hope you guys enjoy it. Love you.

Blaine sat next to Sam in the choir room, resting from dance rehearsals. Marley, Kitty, Tina, and Unique lay on the tile.

"Hey, Sam?" The blond looked over. "I have something to tell you."

"What is it?" Sam pushed his hair back.

"Can we go somewhere private?" Blaine prepared to stand, but Sam held him back.

"No, we can't. I'm not moving," Sam said.

"Girls?" Blaine looked at the four girls.

"Not going anywhere, Nick Jonas." Kitty kept her eyes closed. "Whatever you got to say to Owen Wilson, you can say in front of us, but if it's about that obsession you have with him, well, I just said it."

"Blaine?" Sam tilted his head slightly to look at the curly-haired boy.

"He loves you," Unique said. "He doesn't shut up about you."

"Is this true?" Blaine blanched and nodded, looking at the floor.

"I was going to sing to you, but so much for that," Blaine mumbled.

"Sing for him! You get another solo! Yay," Tina called out. "Who gives a shit anymore? All the solos at Nationals are going to Blaine or Marley. I don't care anymore."

"If I may?" Blaine got up and sat at the piano.

"You're sailing softly through the sun

In a broken stone-age dawn

You'll fly so high

I get a strange magic

Oh, what a strange magic

Oh, it's a strange magic

Got a strange magic

Got a strange magic

You're walking meadows in my mind

Making waves across my time

Oh no, oh no

I get a strange magic

Oh, what a strange magic

Oh, it's a strange magic

Got a strange magic

Got a strange magic

"I love you, Sam." Blaine stood up and walked back over to Sam, who was grinning.

"I love you too, Blaine." The two kissed and the girls whooped half-heartedly.

"Hey, Kurt, what's going on?" Kelvin had just opened his dorm door when he was shoved back in and the door slammed behind Kurt.

"What is wrong with you? Why do you insist on ruining people's lives?" Kurt snapped.

"Because it's fun, duh," Kelvin replied, smirking.

"You know, I always expect the good in people," Kurt explained. "That is, until they screw it up. Sebastian is the perfect example, he was an asshole but he proved himself. Blaine was too, until he cheated on me and tried to kill Sebastian. You seemed decent, a little unhinged, sure, who isn't, but a nice enough guy."

"Kurt, look, I'm sorry I was a jerk to you and Seb," Kelvin said, looking at his shoes. "You guys don't deserve that. You were nice to me and I fucked it all up, just like I always do, but people like Hunter Clarington and Jesse St. James, I have no remorse for what I did to them. You know why? They showed none for what they did to me. Jesse made my life miserable. Hunter, I know he thinks he's a badass and that's why he's so tough, but it's the ones like him that need to be taught a lesson. I intend to teach that lesson."

"I accept your apology, though not entirely because only Blaine and Sebastian knew the exact reasons why I left McKinley. As for the revenge thing, personally I don't believe in it, but if it makes you feel better, go ahead. Just leave Sebastian, the rest of the Warblers, and I out of it, deal?"

"Deal," Kelvin smiled, genuinely this time. "Did you know Joel once killed someone?"

"I already knew that," Kurt said, leaving the room. "I was there."

"Joel, are you okay?" Rory asked the brunet, who was sitting on the bed, facing the wall. Rory pulled on his shirt and pants while Joel seemed to stare at the wall. "Joel?"

"I'm fine," he mumbled.

"You're not fine. What's wrong?" Rory turned Joel around to find tears streaming down Joel's face.

"You were amazing, Rory. It's just…it was four years ago tonight I lost my virginity," Joel explained.

"You mean, to a guy?"

"To a guy…I was always gay…but I was raped," Joel whispered.

"R-raped?" Rory paled. Joel nodded and leaned onto Rory's shoulder, sobbing.

"I was only 12 years old and my parents had kicked me out because I came out to them. I wandered aimlessly throughout Westerville and found myself at Scandals, which I had no idea what it was then. I sat in the alleyway behind the place because at the time it seemed to be the safest place to be. There, a guy who was probably in his 40s grabbed me and pulled me into his car. He tied me up and taped my mouth shut. We went to his place and he tied me face down on his bed…I think you can figure it out from there."

"Joel, I'm so sorry," Rory whispered, stroking Joel's hair back. "I love you and I would never anything to hurt you, you know that, right?"

"Yeah, I know. You're an extraordinary guy, Rory. I love you too."

Quint sat in the rehearsal room, shuffling through sheet music when he heard the door open. He looked up to see Hunter standing in the doorway.

"Hunter, what…?" Quint stood up and walked over to Hunter, reaching for him, but was only slapped. "What did I do?"

"Shut up," Hunter hissed. "Nothing happened between us, is that understood?"

"Hunt…"

"Carpenter, nothing happened, got it?"

"Something happened, Hunter," Quint retorted, raising an arm to block Hunter from hitting him again. "Otherwise, you never would have done anything to me. Admit it, you liked it."

"Don't flatter yourself," Hunter scoffed. "I'm not a faggot like you." Quint turned red and shoved the taller boy against the wall.

"I am so sick of you and your bullying. I've had enough of it, Clarington. You are a fag like me and you know it. Anything you say is just denial." Quint narrowed his eyes. "Remember 'I like it rough, Quint. Oh baby, I like it rough.'? Yeah, those exact words came out of your mouth."

"Shut up," Hunter said again, but this time it was weaker.

"You're just a bitch, like when I fucked you. You didn't seem to have the cojones to be a top. In fact, if you so much as say one messed-up thing about any of the Warblers, I'll tell everyone your special spot," Quint smirked.

"You wouldn't," Hunter gritted his teeth.

"Oh, really? How about we try it right now?" Quint released one of Hunter's wrists and rubbed the back of the boy's neck, making him moan sensually. "Be good, Hunter." Quint let go, grabbed his sheet music, and left the room, leaving Hunter slumped against the wall.

"Fuck."

Songs featured:

-Strange Magic (Electric Light Orchestra; cover by Darren Hayes) - Blaine