A/N OK, guys. There is NO Kurt in this chapter. I'm really sorry about that. But there are videos of him, and a few texts. He never physically appears though. So, anyone remember how this was gonna be a two-shot? Ha! That worked out...Sorry if anyone was expecting a two-shot, and got 9+ chapters...

By the time I upload next, I will have seen 'The First Time', and if I don't upload, I will be dead. Some of you won't even notice though, because you my friends, will also die. (; But if I don't die, I'll try really hard to upload by Friday. ((:

Enjoy (:

"Blaine! Could you come here for a moment?" David called from his and Wes' room across the hall. Blaine was already heading that direction, ready to ask them if they had seen Kurt today. The boy had been absent from all of his afternoon classes, and Blaine was starting to get worried. David's call had seemed a bit urgent, so Blaine picked up his pace.

He walked through the door, and saw Wes, David, Thad, Nick, and Jeff, all standing in front of David's laptop. They all looked up as Blaine entered.

"What's wrong?" Blaine asked, moving closer to the laptop.

"Well, Wes found this video, and I thought you should know about it. We haven't watched it yet, but I have a feeling you wanna watch." David said hesitantly.

"Um, OK, I guess." Blaine moved forward, to look at the screen closer. The boys parted.

He read the title of the video, 'Fag gets slammed.', and his stomach turned over. Why on earth did they want him to watch this?

Then the video started.

A boy with a reddish orange Afro appeared holding a micro-phone. "JBI, signing in here. We're about to watch McKinley's resident gay, Kurt Hummel, get dumped." He said. Blaine's heart somersaulted at the mention of Kurt's name. The camera panned over to a group of rather large guys, most of them in football jackets, surrounding a smaller boy. That smaller boy was Kurt, and they were standing in front a dumpster. Blaine had a sickening feeling he knew what was going to happen next.

The boys in the room held they're breath, and waited. "Hey fairy!" One of the boys said. Kurt didn't move an inch. He simply took his bag off his shoulder, and set it down. One boy, tall, fat, with blonde hair, grabbed his arms, and another, who Blaine recognized as Azimio, grabbed his feet. They lifted him with ease, and tossed him into the dumpster. One of his arms hit the side of the dumpster with a sickening crack.

The boys watching gasped loudly.

Kurt hoisted himself out of the dumpster, grabbed his bag, and walked off towards the school, never saying a word.

"What the hell?" Thad exclaimed, staring at the screen.

"I saw a teacher walk past!" Nick yelled.

"He looks so young." David said.

"That's terrible." Jeff whispered, looking at the floor.

"He never made a sound." Wes said, eyes wide.

"Was that the whole video?" Blaine asked, praying that it was.

"No."

The video came back on, this time, in a hallway. There was no introduction this time, just Kurt walking down the hallway, looking at his phone. "Hey homo!" Someone called off screen. Kurt didn't even look up from his phone. Suddenly, one of the guys that had watched Kurt get dumped, walked up in front of Kurt. He slapped the phone from his hand, and pushed his violently into an open locker door. His head hit the corner with a small thwack. Some of the kids looked at him as they passed, but no one made any indication of trying to help him up, or seeing if he was OK. He reached over to where the parts of his phone were. He picked them up, and then stood. He patted his hair back into place, wincing slightly, and kept walking.

"Damn." Thad said, at a loss for words for once in his life.

"What the hell. Those kids totally just watched that happen, and didn't do anything about it." David said, obviously mad.

Blaine was beyond mad. He felt his fists clench. He knew it had been bad, but he didn't know it was that bad. Kurt was seriously not safe at that school.

The video didn't stop there.

This part didn't have an introduction either, and it started almost the same as the last apart. Kurt was walking down the hall, bag on his shoulder, but he didn't have his phone. Suddenly, three jocks surrounded him. They all had cups with BIG QUENCH printed on the side. Kurt sighed, and turned around. The jocks flung the contents of the cups straight into his face.

Blue and red ice ran down his face, and onto his undoubtedly designer jacket. The jocks walked away, laughing and high-fiving. Kurt wiped the ice out of his eyes, turned, grabbed a bag out of his locker, and walked into the boys bathroom, once again, never saying anything.

"Damn. He wasn't exaggerating." David stated quietly.

"Those guys are real jerks..." Nick said, crossing his arms across his chest.

Blaine had a sudden urge to laugh. Nick had never gone anywhere but private, and he had no idea how cruel some bullies can be. Of course any laugh Blaine could have produced at that point in time would've been harsh, and scolding, so he bit his tongue. The others were discussing whether or not to show Kurt the video or not, and Blaine was reminded why he'd been on his way here in the first place.

"Has anyone seen Kurt today?" He asked, looking from face to face.

Everyone shook their heads. "We were hoping you knew where he was. We were starting to get worried since he wasn't at Warblers practice." Wes said.

"Damn." It was barley a whisper, but everyone heard it.

"Have you tried calling him?" David asked.

"It just went straight to voice-mail. And I wasn't going to call his home phone until I talked to you guys." Blaine said, looking at his phone, which he had been holding in his hand since he had called Kurt almost an hour ago.

"Go and call!" Almost all the boys said.

Blaine simply nodded, and retreated into his room. He dialed Kurt's home phone number, which he knew by heart, and waited. It rang three times and then - "Hello?" A sweet voice answered the phone, and Blaine assumed it was Carole. "Hudson-Hummel home."

"Hey. Carole?" Blaine asked.

"Yes."

"It's Blaine, I was just wondering whether you've seen, or even heard from, Kurt today. No one over here at Dalton has."

There was a pause and then a quiet. "No. I talked to him yesterday. I don't know what would've happened to him."

Oh. "Oh." Blaine felt tears start to form in his eyes. What if he's been taken away? Blaine's heart started beating faster. "Thanks Carole." He managed to choke out, before dropping his phone on the ground. Why are you doing this? He asked himself desperately trying to stop himself from crying. This was so stupid; so irrational. He blinked a few times, and took a few minutes to calm himself down.

He stood up slowly, and turned towards the door, only to find himself being watched by three sets of eyes. Wes, David, and Jeff, were standing in the doorway.

"Dude. You OK?" David asked.

"I'm fine." Blaine replied, standing up and brushing paste them easily. "I'm going to drive to Kurt's house." They decided not to follow him, choosing instead to go down to the senior commons, where the rest of the Warblers were waiting for the news.

Blaine got into his car, hands shaking, and heart pounding. He turned the key in the ignition, and just sat there. He needed to calm down before he could drive anywhere. Suddenly, someone tapped lightly on the window of his car.

"Warblers! Warblers! Calm down!" Wes yelled, trying to get everyone to sit back down. "I know this is upsetting, but destroying the senior commons isn't going to make anything better!"

"OK. Wait, so no one's seen him all day? So what, he just up and left in the middle of the night?" Nick asked, raising his eyebrows.

"I don't know what happened! Blaine is on his way to Kurt's house right now, to talk to his parents." David said.

"This is ridiculous!" Jeff finally said, standing up and walking to the front of the room. "Kurt will be OK! He's strong, and brave. Blaine's gonna find him, and bring him back. So just calm down."

The whole room went quiet. No one had ever seen Jeff stand up in front of anyone and say something like that, let alone the whole group of Warblers. Everyone stared for a second, and Jeff sat back down. Nick looked the most surprised. He was Jeff's best friend. Jeff was always shy on his own, and never really liked to speak up. Maybe he's changing. Nick thought, and he couldn't help but smile.

A/N Random Niff ending? I think yes. (: Yes I once again have managed to insert a cliffhanger in there. I'm evil. Longer then the last chapter? I think yes also. (: This chapter was written in three days. Seriously. I typed like crazy, because once again, I love you guys. Oh, and the video idea, that was just something random, but it will come up later.

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