Hello, I'm MacKenzie Clayton and I am the author of this fanfiction. If you're still reading this, then I am assuming you must enjoy it a little bit. So, for still reading, thank you. I am honored to have a few people who like you know, I've revised my story. This is a completely different chapter. The events that took place in Chapters two and three of the first version of this story are no longer in exsistence. I apologize if that disappoints any of you. i own basically nothing in this story.

Now, for your enjoyment, I present Chapter 2.

The boys all stared at him, mixed emotions crossing their faces. They all heard the door open and in rushed the youngest Windsor. His brown hair was a windblown mess as he ran in and plopped down onto a couch between the Twins.

"Glad to see you arrive five minutes late to our emergency meeting Mikael." Blaine said, smiling at his good friend.

"Sorry, Murdoch wouldn't let me leave," The other boy said,"What's going on here?"

"Layne's singing again." Blaine said softly, watching the giant smile take over Mikaels handsome face.

The Windsors all laughed at him. The giggles were interupted by Blaines' phone, "Lets go all the way tonight. No regrets, Just love." Blaine looked at all his friends and nodded, trying to refrain from giggling at the look Mikael was now possessing.

"Hey sissy." Blaine and Shane said in unison. They were greeted by uncontrollable sobs fom the other end. The Windsors all stared at the phone, all expressing looks of concern.

"Layne..?" Blaine said, looking utterly confused and just a little bit scared.

"Sorry," Layne said, her voice hoarse,"It's just that..Kellan is coming to McKinely."

Barely a minute after those words escaped her mouth, Every Windsor present had stood up, grabbed their jackets, and started making their way to the cars."We'll be there soon. Call that friend of yours and have him come over and stay with you until we get there." Blaine uttered, jumping into his car.

Mikael sat in the backseat of Blaines car. This entire situation made him nauseous. The sobbing phone call, the rushing to the car..It all reminded him of that day. He had tried so hard to keep Kellan out of his head..and the way Layne had looked after being with him. They'd all went to school together. All were extremely close, but none closer than Layne, Kellan, and himself. When Blaine came out, Westmoore didn't welcome him anymore. He needed to get away..That's how he found Dalton. Both he and Shane decided to go with Blaine, a decision they would all soon regret.

They had only been at Dalton for two months. He was in his fifth period History class when Blaine and Shane burst in. They looked frazzled, pissed off, and sad all in one. They pulled Mikael from class, shoved him in the backseat, and started home.

"What..?" Mikael had asked after Blaine nearly rearended a car that was going just a little bit under the speed limit.

Shane turned to face his friend, tears pouring down his pale face. "there was an...accident involving Layne at school today."

Blaine turned to his brother, eyes full of rage, "This wasn't a FUCKING accident Shane! Don't lie to him!" He had screamed, turning back to the road.

"Kellan hurt her today. He hurt her real bad. He brought her into the choir room and.." Shane fell apart.

Blaine reached over and placed a comforting hand on his brothers shoulder, "He pushed her down the stairs." Blaine finished, eyes beginning to fill. Mikael didn't know what to say, So he sat there and thought of what could've happened after she had been pushed.

The duration of the trip was silent. Question after question was running through Mikaels head. Why did he do it? Would this've happened had he stayed? By the time they reached the hospital, he felt extremely guilty. He walked quietly up to the hospital with the Anderson brothers. It was packed! Cops were standing in the corner of the waiting room, quietly talking about what had happened and dead center was HIM. Kellan Von Guerry. Mikael walked right up to him, hands clenched at his side. Kellan looked right up into Mikaels big, blue eyes and said,"I bet you"re wishing you'd've stayed, huh Cooper?" Kellan cackled after that. It was the most evil thing he had ever heard. "You mother.." Mikael had taken another step towards him, ready to beat him to a pulp when he was grabbed by two pairs of hands. The Andersons. "He's not worth it." They had said together. The trio then went searching for a doctor. In finding one, the learned that she had a severe concussion, a broken leg, a sprained wrist, and a few fractured ribs. "She's lucky you know." the doctor had said,"Most people take a fall like that and don't survive." he then led the now nauseous boys into room 113.

When they arrived, She was out cold. Layne was covered in bruises and looked extremely pale. Not one of the boys left her side for the entire week she was unconcious. They ate and slept in shifts, afraid that Kellan may come back to finish her off. When she woke up, they'd surprised her with a performance from the Windsor Warblers and Dwight. The boys had sang her favorite song, Teenage Dream by Katy Perry. She had tried to sing along with them..but no sound would come out. The doctor said that it would go away in a day or two. Another month passed and it became official. Layne Anderson had lost her voice.

"Home." Shane said softly, bringing Mikael back to reality. The boys hopped out of their cars and sprinted to the front door. Mikael began frantically knocking on the front door. Now All they needed to do was wait impatiently for her to answer.

The door opened slowly. A small boy with icy blue eyes peeked out."Layne, they're here." he said. She came to his side almost instantly. Layne was a wreck. She had on a pair of sweats and an old Warbler shirt. Her eyes were also fiercely bloodshot. "Kurt, these are the Windsors I told you about. C'mon in guys." Her voice shook as she said this. The girl standing before them looked very pale and extremely weak. As soon as they'd all settled in, Layne pushed the voicemail button on her house phone;

Hey Layniecakes, It's Kellan. It's strange without you..So i decided to transfer too! I'll see you later!

The boys all stared at the answering machine, looks of pure rage crossing their faces. None of them spoke. The only sound was Layne and her heart-shattering sobbing. Mikael helped Layne to her feet and walked her up to her bedroom.

The pair sat on Laynes' bed for the rest of the night. Mikael allowed her to vent all of her frustrations to him until she burst at the seams. "What am I gonna do?" She mumbled quietly. Before Mikael could even respond, She had fallen asleep. Mikael smiled and stood up. Her walls were covered in posters and picture frames. There were so many pictures of himself in her room. Mikael looked at each one smiling until he reached a group photo next to a picture of he and layne in Windsor house. All three Andersons were in it, along with Mikael and another face that was burnt out of the picture. The sound of Laynes voice shook him from this trance.

"Don't you hurt him..Leave him alone! Kellan..STOP." Layne was having a nightmare,"Kellan, I don't love you anymore. I hate you..and I'll hate you more if you hurt him.." She was yelling and then her voice suddenly became soft,"Because I love him."

"What the devil is going on here?" Blaine said, bursting into her room with the Windsors following.

"She's having a nightmare.." Mikaels sentence was interupted by Layne's phone, "Lets run away and don't ever look back.." She awoke with a start and grabbed her phone. Shortly after, she dropped in and passed out.

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xx,Kendizzy