Today's prompt came from: XxX Warbler's Girl XxX

And it went like this: "What if Wes told someone about Jesse's bullying and Jesse kept his promise and hurt Wes. Mark, Jerry, and Lucas find about it and came and put Jesse in his place."

Hope you are satisfied with the result ;)

Wes was happier than he had been for a very long time. Since Natch got back together the others started to get close again. Also, words of the newest couple at Dalton was spreading like wildfire… as was their couple-name. Gidiaz.

Justine Gideon, Dalton Academy's one and only female student and history's only Warblerette had been snatched at last. She had many admirers in and outside Dalton. But only the students at Dalton knew of her other side, Justin Gideon. The boys that fell for her outside of Dalton thought that she was a girl and the girls at Crawford envied her for being allowed to spend all her days surrounded by hotboys.

Any teenage girls' dream… attending a school with polite, handsome, smart, kind, funny, adorable and amazing boys as an only girl. God so much eye-candy and so many boys to choose from. Some did call her floozy since she'd probably had sex with all the guys at Dalton by now. When she heard that though she just laughed… as did every other student at Dalton. It always took the freshmen a while to realize she was in fact a guy but when they did they also joined in on the laughter.

Now to the guy that hat snatched her. One Austin Diaz, leader of the Warblers, uprising author and all in all an amazing guy. Many boys envied him for being able to catch Justine Gideon and some hated him for doing it… while others loved him for it.

Wes was one of them. He was happy for both of them and for Justine making Austin a bit… forgetful. Which gave him good opportunities to get his hands on that bloody whistle. Wes was happily walking down the hallway with the thing in his hand. He was on his way back from lunch and Austin had forgotten his blazer in the cafeteria and Wes had taken the opportunity to take the whistle out of the pocket. It wasn't really stealing. He just wanted to make sure he knew who owned the blazer before he returned it. So he found the whistle, knew it was Austin's blazer, returned it to him but forgot to give the whistle back. It wasn't his fault really… right?

He was thinking of where to hide it when he heard it… a slam against a door. He hurried up his steps and got around the corner and there was Jesse St. James, pressing a freshman up against the wall and growling something at him, before taking some papers from the guy. The freshman said something and Jesse handed him other papers. Jesse let the squirt down and then walked off. Wes narrowed his eyes and hurried up to the freshman.

"Are you okay", he asked and helped him up.

"Yeah", the freshman said. "I… um just ran into him and… um we mixed up our essays and he got angry because he's late and… it was just a misunderstanding."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes", the guy squeaked and ran off. Wes didn't feel convinced in the least and started to head in the same direction as Jesse. But when he got around the corner someone grabbed his collar and slammed him up the wall.

"Tell anyone of what you saw and it will be worse", Jesse growled and Wes opened his mouth to ask a question… but got a fist rammed into his stomach and doubled over in pain. He hit the ground and Jesse kicked him.

"Tell anyone and I will hurt you and the others far worse", Jesse spat. "Got it Montgomery?"

Wes nodded and Jesse walked off. Wes felt… scared. He had seen in Jesse's eyes that he meant it. If he told anyone what had happened Jesse would hurt him and… the others. Wes had no idea who they were but he didn't want them to get hurt. He slid down to the floor and stared at his feet. What should he do? Jesse would continue to hurt those people and Wes if he told anyone! What should he do?

Justine, Austin and Joseph were walking from their class, heading towards the cafeteria. They talked about graduation and what they planned on doing after. Justine happily told the boys she was walking between of her plans to become a famous designer. She held her arms hooked to the boys' and they smiled at her enthusiasm.

"And I am gonna give you a call Joseph when I need models", she said matter-of-factly and Austin smiled.

"What about me Just", he asked.

"Oh you are my man so you will already know when I need models and will be coming", she answered. "Joe won't so I need to call him."

"I can't be a model", Joseph said and wrinkled his nose. "I'm not near vain enough."

"Wanna bet", Austin asked. "Ow!" Justine had elbowed him.

"Which is why I want you", she then told Joseph. "I need down-to-Earth models. If I wanted someone vain I'd ask Jesse." Joseph made sure to watch Austin's reaction. Austin smirked happily. Joseph just shook his head and then the three of them stopped. Because they heard a crash.

"What the", Austin asked and Joseph ran ahead of them and turned the corner and saw Wes sit on the ground, books and papers all around him and rubbing his arm. He was sitting by some of the lockers that the none-boarders used.

"Wes what happened", Joseph asked and the younger boy startled before looking up.

"Uh", he said. "I um tripped…"

"You tripped", Joseph asked, not believing him.

"Yeah…"

"Looks more like a shove to me", Joseph said and held his hand out. "Come on."

Wes sighed and took his hand and was pulled to his feet. He looked at his books and papers and groaned. He bent down and started picking them up.

"What is all this", Joseph asked as he started to help him, just as Austin and Justine came around the corner.

"Nothing", Wes mumbled and got up, taking the papers Joseph handed him. "Just some school work."

Justine bent down and picked up a paper and cocked an eyebrow.

"Darling", she said. "This is sheet music, I didn't know you were taking a music class."

"I'm not", Wes mumbled and blushed. "I'm just… um working on something."

"Song arrangements", Austin asked as he looked over the sheet music. He knew all about that after all.

"Maybe", Wes mumbled and held out his hand for it. Austin smiled and handed it to him and then ruffled his hair. Wes smiled shyly before hurrying off. The three seniors continued towards the cafeteria and on their way met a few freshmen… all of them having one thing in common. They looked scared, sat on the floor or were leaning on the wall. The three seniors were confused but there was nothing they could do because any freshman they asked just hurried off or said that it was nothing. Austin narrowed his eyes, something fishy was going on here.

The Warblers jumped when Austin blew the whistle. They all stopped talking and turned to him, Wes glaring daggers at him. Austin put the whistle in the chest pocket of his blazer and looked through his papers.

"Carmichael approached me today", he said. "Every January you know that the middle school kids come to visit Dalton, in case they want to start here or at Crawford County Day come fall. He asked me if the Warblers would like to perform in the auditorium. Do we?"

"It would be a great rehearsal for our regionals", Isaac pointed out.

"But we can't all take part", Roger pointed out and Matt and Wes nodded. "The three of us have to take a seminar about student politics that day. The whole student council does."

"Okay so Roger, Matt and Wes are out", Otto wrote on his paper. "As am I since the fencing team is showing off."

A few other boys told the council they were not available. But still it was enough to do an acceptable number. They went through songs they could do and settled with two songs, Jesse would lead them all, against Austin's liking. But he was voted down, but he kept a straight face and decided to power through it, as always. They talked about that upcoming 'recruitment' day and after a bit Joseph and Austin shared a look. Joseph nodded and Austin called for quiet. He was ignored and took out the whistle and blew in it again. The boys jumped and turned to him.

"Now that I have your attention", he said calmly. "We need to become serious."

"Aren't you always serious Austin", Jesse said with a smirk.

"Rather serious than an ass", Austin said in a nonchalant way and Jesse gaped at him. "Back to the matter at hand. Joseph and I have a question for the freshmen."

Howard, Logan, Oliver, Collin, Peter Pan, Juan and Alexander all looked confused.

"Earlier today Justine, Austin and I were walking to the cafeteria when we met a few freshmen", Joseph said. "All of them were either on the floor or getting up. They were all jumpy and appeared as if they had been pushed, shoved or hurt in any other way. Is there something going on in the freshman grade?"

The freshmen looked at each other and all shook their heads.

"Boys", Austin said and got up. "If something is happening you have to tell us so we can get rid of whoever is bullying you."

"No one is bullying us", Oliver said.

"Pushing you around then."

"No."

"Boys I'm serious. We've all seen you and a few other freshmen appear with bruises and you all write them off as accidents."

"They are accidents!" Collin yelled. "We're on sports teams and we collide in the corridor, slip on floors and the stairs. It is accidents Austin."

"Collin I am not stupid, occasional accidents I can understand, but every week?"

"Just because you're older than us doesn't mean you have to treat us as punks!" Howard yelled.

"Excuse me?" Austin was confused.

"Mind your own damned business Austin", Logan spat.

"Guys that just proves to me that something is going on."

"Nothing is going on", Peter yelled and marched up to Austin and pushed him. He was much taller than Austin. "Get it through your thick skull. Just leave us alone!"

Austin was staring in confusion, as was everyone else. The freshmen got up and left. Jesse snorted and followed them, but stopped by Austin.

"Looks like you're not as wanted as you thought chaiman", he said and knocked his shoulder against Austin's and the other boy slightly staggered back… and tripped on someone's foot and went down.

"Austin?!" a few boys exclaimed in shock and Jesse left. Austin looked like a deer caught in headlights.

"What just happened", he asked.

"I think babe", Justine said and helped him up. "That you are on to something... other than the floor." The other boys agreed but then a small voice broke through the grumbles.

"It's Jesse", it said.

"Huh", Nathan asked and turned to his right where Wes stood and looked at his feet.

"It's Jesse", Wes said again without looking up.

"What's Jesse Wes", Austin asked after getting up from the floor.

"That's going on in the freshman grade… It's Jesse. He bullies everyone younger than him on this school… he pushes the freshmen around and hurt them…"

"He what?!" Justine yelled. "Oh no he isn't!"

"He is…" Wes mumbled and rubbed his arm and Joseph's eyes narrowed.

"Was it Jesse that hurt you earlier in the corridor Wes", he asked and the smaller boy looked up with sad eyes. Wes nodded and the tears started to go down his cheeks.

"Hey, hey, hey", Nathan said and pulled the smaller teen tightly to him. "Come on buddy don't cry. It's okay."

"He said", Wes sobbed. "He said…"

"Said what baby?"

"He said that if I told anyone he'd hurt me…"

"Oh he wouldn't dare", Justine said.

"Right", Austin said. "Boys let's go find Jesse. Wes you okay with waiting here?"

Wes nodded and the boys, save Nathan left. He was not going to let Wes be on his own.

They waited for about twenty minutes and then Wes got up to use the bathroom, it was just further down the hall so he told Nathan to just wait in the Warbler Hall… and that was his mistake. As soon as he came out of the bathroom Jesse grabbed hold of him by the front of his shirt and pressed him up against the wall.

"You told someone about me", he spat.

"I'm sorry", Wes squeaked. "They pressured me!"

"Oh I'm gonna lock you into a tiny little closet and leave you there to rot!"

"N-" Wes began to shout but Jesse covered his mouth and then kneed him in the stomach. Wes gasped and bent over. Jesse used that opportunity to gag the smaller boy before he started to beat the living daylights out of him. Kick, hit, kick, hit and so on over and over again. When Wes hurt too much to move Jesse got him up and started to drag him towards a janitor's closet by the staircase to the first floor. Wes grabbed on to the railing.

"Hey let go", Jesse objected and pushed and pulled on him but Wes refused. Jesse heard running feet and slammed Wes against the railing to make him let go, but Wes refused. But his feet got off the ground when Jesse did that so he was more or less hanging across the railing.

"JESSE!" he heard Austin yell somewhere and Jesse freaked. He tried to not show it but Austin scared the crap out of him. Jesse had no idea of what to do. He knew the freshmen wouldn't speak but if the school asked Wes about what was going on the kid would talk… how to shut him up?

"Wes", Jesse heard Nathan call as he stepped out from the Warbler Hall. Nathan saw Jesse and Wes.

"Jesse!" he roared and Jesse panicked. He pushed Wes again but since he was not on the ground with his feet… he fell forward, over the railing and down.

"WES?!" Nathan screamed in horror and ran up to the railing and looked down. Wes was lying on the floor below, on his stomach and blood pooling on the floor underneath his head. "WES!" Jesse stared in horror before he melted away amongst the people and then left. Nathan flew down the stairs and got to Wes' side.

"SOMEBODY CALL AN AMBULANCE!" he shouted.

Later that evening the Warblers were pacing in the waiting room at the hospital, everyone but Jesse was there. They hadn't been allowed to see Wes yet, they didn't even know what was wrong with him. But the boys had sent out to call all of the former Warblers that knew Wes and they were all heading back now. While the Warblers were waiting Jerry, Lucas and Mark arrived.

"Is he okay", Jerry asked. "Have you heard anything?!"

"No", Austin said. "The doctors will only let family members see him…"

"What kind of bullshit is that?!" Mark asked. "It wasn't like that the last time Wes was here!"

"True but this time it was attempted murder or manslaughter", Joseph said and looked grim.

"Jerry you look like Wes", Justine said but Jerry was already moving towards the a nurse that stood nearby. The Warblers watched him go and waited patiently.

Jerry could not believe his eyes. He nearly froze at the door when he saw his little brother lying in that bed. He had bandages around his head and a breathing tube in his nose so that he could breath. His arm was in a cast and he looked deathly pale under a lot of cuts and bruises. The doctor told him Wes was in a coma but that he seemed to have suffered no brain damage. Wes had broken his fall with one hand, breaking it but only causing a massive concussion.

"Only", Jerry grumbled as he walked up to Wes and sat down beside the bed. He gently put a hand to Wes head and caressed the dark locks. Other than the earlier mentioned injuries Wes had broken ribs, fractured bones and bruises and internal bleedings. They had nearly lost him once and he was still in the ICU in case his heart would stop or something. Jerry took Wes' hand gently and then his eyes narrowed. He got up and turned to the doctor.

"Let the Warblers come in here if they want to", he said. The Warblers soon arrived and when they saw their little brother hooked up to all those machines and wired and all other shit they all felt horrified or angry. Jerry looked around and then headed for the door.

"Jerry", Otto asked but Jerry just walked by them, grabbing Mark and Lucas' arms.

"You're coming with me", he growled and dragged them out of the room with him, Lucas and Mark didn't complain. An angry Jerry Jonston was as fun as being hit by lightning.

Jesse St. James was in his room packing up everything he could before he made a run for it before the cops or worse got to him. He'd managed to stay hidden since the small accident by the staircase and he'd managed to keep away from any older boys. The freshmen were too afraid of him and now that they knew what he did to Wes they were even more afraid. Jesse smirked. To get out of here was not hard, he just needed to find some damn freshmen to force into doing his bidding and that wasn't hard.

Suddenly his door slammed open and he jumped before twirling around. But all that he saw was a fist that hit him on the nose and he heard a crack as it got broken. Whoever it was that hit him then grabbed him by the shoulders and smashed his face against his wardrobe. Jesse saw stars and then he felt himself gripped by the back of his blazer and flung across the room and hitting his desk chair. He yelped in pain and tried to get up, but he was forced face down into the floor. He felt a knee digging into his spine and a hand was at the back of his head. Whoever it was that was pushing him down he was strong. Someone gripped his arms and twisted them behind his back, two people were holding him now and the one holding his arms was strong.

"Come near any of the younger students at this school again and I will not hesitate to have my friend here tear you in half", a voice that was disguised growled darkly and Jesse felt his arms being twisted painfully.

"And we mean any younger student", another disguised voice growled, this one much deeper, but just as hateful.

"But that does not give you the right to go after students your own age or older either", a third disguised voice growled. "Just because your name means that the 'Lord exists' doesn't mean you will be forgiven by him for you actions. James means 'the Greater' but you are not that, do you understand you little shit?"

Jesse nodded.

"I can't hear you", the first one yelled, followed by the strong one twisting his arms again.

"Yes, God yes just stop it!"

"You didn't stop it when you hurt the younger students and thanks to you a young boy is at the hospital right now", the second voice growled.

"Please!" Jesse shouted but suddenly got yanked up by his arms and pressed hardly into his desk, before he was slammed against the wall.

"Get the handcuffs", the second voice growled and Jesse's eyes widened. He fought the grip but was slammed much harder.

"Try that again and I'll knock your head off", the second voice roared in his ear. He felt himself getting cuffed and then he was turned around. He saw no one but he knew the other two were behind him.

"Jesse St. James", the second voice said. "You are arrested for child abuse, harassment and attempted manslaughter."

"NO!" Jesse screamed and started to fight but the big guy holding him marched him to the door… and by "accident" caused Jesse to hit his face into the doorpost.

"Come on", the second voice growled and pushed him through the doorway and through the dorm. Everyone that saw them smirked or looked gleeful. The freshmen looked scared but relieved and the seniors were standing close to them. Protecting them. Jesse managed to look into a mirror and saw the huge guy behind him and saw him wearing a police uniform… but he also recognized him. It was Mark Connors… a former Warbler.

But where was his other attackers? He managed to look around but saw no one other than Mark. The other two had slipped into the crowd and disappeared, he would never know who it was.

He was pushed roughly into the back of Mark's car and Mark tied his legs with a belt, opened the car door so that he could hold up Jesse's legs by the strap of the belt. He then put the belt strap on the roof and closed the door. This caused Jesse's legs to hang in the air and it was rather painful too. Mark got into his car and drove off to the nearest police station, a satisfied smirk on his face. It wasn't his fault that the man he chased fell down a couple of stairs and therefore looked like this and it wasn't his fault he tried to fight a policeman and fight his arrest. Nope, not Mark's fault at all. *wink wink*

Wes' eyes felt heavy as they fluttered open and he hurt all over. Everything was blurry and his head hurt like hell. He groaned and felt a hand grip his and a blurry face came into view. He felt a hand rest gently on his head.

"Hey kiddo", a very familiar voice said. "Welcome back."

"Jerry", Wes rasped. "Where's… Jesse?"

"In a cage just like he deserves. Don't you worry kiddo he will never harm you again. Lucas, Mark and I took care of that. We promised to keep you safe."

"And you did", Wes mumbled before drifting off to sleep again, knowing all his brothers and sister was there… even though he couldn't really see them through his blurry vision.

Tada!

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