Kurt ended up returning to school the next day, things becoming a little bit easier on him. Mr. Walsh didn't give him as much grief, he wasn't bothered at lunch, he actually understood a lesson in Spanish, and glee club rehearsal was very therapeutic. He was in a good mood for a change. However, that evening killed it.

He was exiting Breadstix, happy that he managed to convince Blaine to be his date to the homecoming dance in a few weeks. He knew Blaine was going to be a tough nut to crack, and he was, but Kurt managed, and he was so happy that he finally got to have what he wanted. He walked down the street towards where his car was parked. However, when he felt somebody grab his arm, his mind began to go berserk. He was about to open his mouth to scream, but he was dragged into an alley way out back behind the restaurant. When he was turned around, he saw the face of somebody he was hoping and praying not to see him.

"Karofsky," whispered. "Karofsky I-I need to get going I need to head home."

"Don't worry, I'm not gonna do much," Karofsky whispered softly.

Kurt let out a shrill gasp when he felt the bully's lips press against his neck. He began to scream loudly when he felt Karofsky begin to take his jacket off, unzipping it. Just when he was about to get his arm out of the sleeve, Karofsky pressed a hand over his mouth to block his screams, which caused Kurt to go wild as his other arm got forced out of the sleeve of his jacket. He felt his phone buzz in his pocket. Karofsky removed his hand and bit down on Kurt's neck, which caused his screams to intensify as he struggled, with Karofsky beginning to unbutton his shirt and jeans. Kurt gasped, tears beginning to fall down his face. He couldn't believe Karofsky was doing this. Not here. Not now. No. No.

"HELP ME!" he screamed out. "HELP ME! AHHHHHHHHH!" His pleas were swallowed by Karofsky pressing his lips onto his mouth. Kurt desperately tried to move his head away. He felt his pants being unzipped, and he heard Karofsky unzipping his pants as well. He struggled, trying so hard to fight the bully off of him. His entire body shook violently. His breathing became shaky and hysterical. He was so scared he couldn't move his arms. He felt like his heart was going to beat right out of chest as tears fell from his eyes. When Karofsky released his mouth, he started screaming again.

"HELP ME! SOMEBODY!" he shrieked out. "HEL-!"

Suddenly, he felt all air get cut off as Karofsky began to wrap his hands around his windpipe, and he began to choke. Kurt desperately grabbed at the fingers surrounding his throat, trying to get the psychopath off of him. He coughed, choking and crying. He tried to summon a scream to get out from his throat. Suddenly, just when he thought he was going to choke to death, he felt Karofsky get pulled off of him, and he fell to his knees, scraping them as his hands came to his neck, clutching his throat as he coughed and spluttered, trying to get air into his system. Whoever helped him got him to his feet, and he was guided to his car. It was Blaine.

"B-B-Blaine!" he spluttered.

"Shh, baby, calm down. I knocked him. He'll be out of it for a while. Just calm down I'll get you home," Blaine whispered. He helped Kurt into the car, putting him in the passenger seat and strapping him in. Blaine went into the driver's seat, driving to Kurt's house. Blaine helped Kurt into the house. When Finn saw Blaine supporting Kurt inside the house, he knew something was wrong.

"What happened?" Finn asked.

"Call your parents now," Blaine hissed, sitting Kurt down on the sofa and going to get him some water.

Finn nodded and picked up the phone calling Burt. He saw Kurt had his face buried in the couch cushion, tears streaming down his reddened cheeks as he sobbed, his chest heaving.

At least an hour later, Burt and Carol were home and Kurt was sitting on the couch, sipping at a mug of tea with a blanket over his shoulders as he shook, trying to explain what happened in the alley. Blaine and Burt were both holding him while Finn sat on the arm of the sofa, Carol in the lounge chair.

"Did he do anything else?" Burt asked.

Kurt shook his head in honesty. He curled in on Blaine's chest. He just wanted to go to bed.

"Kurt, do you want us to call the police and-?" Carol asked.

Kurt shook his head. "I-I just wanna go to bed."

"Alright." Finn stood and put an arm around his stepbrother and took him to his bedroom, tucking him in. Kurt shook underneath the blankets. Finn sat at the edge of the bed.

"I've never felt so humiliated!" Kurt cried out tearfully.

"I know," Finn whispered. "Just try and sleep tonight. Don't worry. I will take care of this and make sure Karofsky and his friends do not touch you ever-"

"No, Finn. I do not want you interacting with him or talking to him! You hear me! He could kill you!" Kurt said.

"Do you think I care just as long as you're safe?" Finn asked.

"Come on, Finn! Do not do anything stupid, please!" Kurt begged.

"Alright." But Finn couldn't make any promises.

Author's Note:

So I am starting to decide what is going to happen next. I want to thank everybody who has been reviewing for the past few weeks that this story has been up in running. I'm glad you all are liking it so much