Will Schuester was sitting in the empty teacher's lounge staring blankly in to his cup of coffee. Everyone was feeling the pain of another loss of life at McKinley. Shue himself was going over the events in his mind right now, trying to figure out how it all gone so terribly wrong.
He had seen the sign he should have been able to stop it. Now because of him two more life's were gone. He knows it wasn't entirely his fault but he still felt partly to blame. Why hadn't he talked to Emma about Jessie the day he was approached by him? He could remember that day so clearly now and oh how he wished he could change it.
He had been taking a walk through the park when he came across a crying Jessie St. James sitting on a park bench. Will couldn't help but ask what was wrong. He sat down next to him and before Shue knew it the kid had latched onto him and was hiding his face in his shirt, sobbing uncontrollably. Shue had no clue as to how to even begin to react to that. Finally after what seemed like hours to Shue, Jessie finally stopped crying and blurted out his whole story to Shue. He told him of how his little brother had been killed for his god dam shoes, in front of him. How he had watched his little brother bleed to death in front of him.
Jessie told Shue how now he was the only one left. He parents had been gone for years now and that his brother has been the only family he has left and now he was gone too. Now no one wanted him, he was alone. Mr. Shue couldn't let him be alone, could see that look in his eyes to know what it meant.
He had told Jessie he didn't need to be alone that if he could change his ways that he was sure he could become a member of the glee club family. Jessie looked so eager at that, so happy. He thought Jessie might actually be able to change. He knew Jessie needed a family.
Shue could not have perceived how negatively the glee club would react thought. Then all that crap had happened with Rachel, it was no wonder the kid reacted the way he did. Shue had watched the security video of the rooftop and what had happened. Those videos had said it all, both were so desperate for love, and didn't want the chance to lose it again.
Shue shook his head out of his day dream. He can see that the teacher's lounge is still empty. He shakes his head again. "I guess something's in this world aren't safe, even love. I guess no one's ever safe, especially."
A/N: This will be the last crappy chapter and the worst ending ever. But we felt like this story needed to end. There were too many ideas floating around, so we decided to make multiple stories instead of one really long one. Some of this story will apply to others and sometime they won't. But Blaine will always be a cutter.