It took Will just a minute for the door to open yet it felt longer for the boy. As Will opened the door Kurt stumbled in, his eyes on the floor. Will did not say anything to the boy and closed the door. Kurt found his way to the couch and sat down, eyes still not moving. The boy was trying to gain his composure but he was visibly shaking. His hair was still a mess, he didn't have the jacket he had on earlier and his top was lopsided, coming down on his left. His arms had scratches and bruises on them and his fly had not been done up. Obviously, he had been with a "client". He fought the urge to cry and yell at Kurt.

"Are you ok?" Will asked cautiously seeing how lately he hadn't liked the answers Kurt had given him.

"I've been worse" Kurt croaked back, his voice sounding worse than earlier. Will sat down next to him and sighed once more. His fingers ran through his hair.

"Do you want to stay the night?" he asked. With a moment of hesitation, Kurt nodded back and Will stood up.

"Would you like a glass of water?" he asked. "Or honey?" he added nervously. Whenever he had a sore throat he would have some honey to make it better. Sure, this was under different circumstances but the outcome would at least be similar.

"Just some water will be fine" he replied. Will nodded and left to go to the kitchen. Looking through his cupboards he was unable to find a clean glass. They were all by the sink, one upon another. Sighing, he grabbed one and gave it a quick clean before filling it with water from his fridge. Usually he would just use the tap water but as it was for Kurt he decided to use the "fancy water" as some people saw it. Once done he came back to the living room, seeing Kurt in the same exact position like a frozen statue.

"Sorry it's a bit dirty. Didn't get an apartment with a dishwasher and I haven't gotten around to washing them yet" Will apologized as he headed closer to Kurt, holding the glass out in front of.

"It's fine. I can wash them for you" Kurt replied with a small attempt of a smile as he took the glass from his teacher.

"You don't have to do that" Will immediately replied. He was a little confused at the offer.

"I know I don't have to but I want to. It's the least I can do" Will stared at the boy as he sat there as if nothing was wrong. He was even fixing his hair, pulling the loose strands down behind his ear.

"No, the least you can do is be honest with me" Will said, his eyes never moving away from Kurt. He seemed to be waiting for a certain reaction from Kurt,

"I am always honest with you Mr. Schuester" Kurt replied, looking up Will. There was nothing on his face, as if he was just waiting to be spoken to.

"You know, I don't understand you Kurt" Will muttered, more to himself than anyone.

"I didn't expect you too" Kurt replied with hesitation before he sipped the water.

"I spoke to Ryan"

"So I heard. Apparently you spoke to him about my..." Kurt seemed to have bitten his lip. As if he was afraid to say tattoo.

"You're tattoo, yes" Kurt winced. "He told me that it was drunken dare" Will remarked with a frown. From the scoff coming from the boy he knew the story was utter bullshit. Or he hadn't heard the complete story.

"No, he's wanted me to get the stupid tattoo since I became his best client, but I always refused. You know, just to prove to myself that there is still something I wouldn't give into. Something I can control" he paused for a moment as if trying to regain his composure. "He said he understood and stopped pressuring me into getting it. This was back when I thought I could trust him of course" he let out a dark, empty chuckle. "I was so foolish. I don't know what happened. All I know is one second I was having a drink and the next I woke up in bed with some fucken tattooed freak with this thing on my back." His voice was breaking and he had tears in his eyes. They weren't just small tears, he was sobbing. Will couldn't take any more and wrapped his arms around Kurt, embracing him in a hug. Will just held onto Kurt, whispering to him that it will be alright as the boy cried. It seemed to stay that way for only two minutes when Kurt suddenly pushed himself off Will.

"I'm sorry about that" Kurt whispered, wiping away the remaining tears in his eyes. His composure quickly went back to what it was around school, stiff and protective.

"No, it's fine. You need to let things out" Kurt shook his head as if it was an impossible thought. Sighing, Kurt looked over at the time. It was late as usual. Kurt shouldn't be with Will. He should be at his house with his family.

"Isn't your dad worried about you?" he asked curiously. "Staying out so late? Wondering how you're getting hurt so much" he grabbed hold of Kurts right hand. Even with all the bruises his skin was still soft and his nails polished.

"Not anymore. Haven't seen him in quite a while" he replied softly, pulling his hand away from Will.

"Wait, your dad kicked you out?" Will asked. He couldn't imagine Burt doing such a thing.

"Well, sort of. It was a mutual agreement" he shrugged, trying to look as if he didn't care about it but it didn't fool Will.

"Where are you staying?" he was scared for the answer and after silence, he knew it wasn't going to be pretty. "Well?"

"Usually I sleep at the clients house. Either that or with Ryan" Kurt answered. Will frowned as he mentioned Ryan. He had gone back to hating Ryan after what he had been doing to Kurt.

"You're always welcome to stay here" Will said. Kurt shook his head. "Correction, you are going to stay here. Whether you like it or not?"

"Thankyou Mr. Scuester" Kurt said.

"Please, outside of school, call me Will"

For the next few weeks Kurt and Wills relationship had been getting closer and closer. He would take Kurt to his fashion shows and often watch them. Not of all them were in a room filled with perverts. His marks would often be covered while there were some times his outfits did show them off. Kurt would then go do his other job and while Will hated it, he couldn't do anything. It was Kurts choice, it was his body after all. Then he would come back to Wills apartment where he would spend the night. Will always looked after him, help him get cleaned up. Especially when he came home drunk. He would come on to Will all the time when he was drunk. It did annoy Will but he always reminded himself that it was the alcohol talking. At times he was tempted to go along with the boy but he could never bring himself to do it. No matter how beautiful the boy was, it was still Kurt. That meant Will was not allowed to do anything to him.

During the day things were different. Kurt would hardly talk to him unless he completely had to. The boy never ate so Will always insisted he eat something, especially for breakfast and before he goes out. A majority of the time Will won and Kurt ended up eating something. However, he would usually be sick soon after eating. Will would often tell Kurt he shouldn't go to school but Kurt always refused. He never said why but it seemed Kurt had to go to school every single day.

One day however, was worse than the others. Kurt had not returned to Wills house the previous night and showed up with a scarf on. Will knew that this meant someone had tried to choke him. He was also walking with a limp and Will had heard he almost passed out in his English class. When it came to Glee practice Will didn't even want him to be around everyone as they sang loudly. The dancing would be too much for him. When he arrived Kurt was looking out the window as usual, being apart from the rest of the group.

"Kurt, can I talk to you outside for a moment?" Will asked.

"Sure Mr. Schuester" he walked over to Will and headed out into the corridor. Will closed the door.

"Kurt, go back to the apartment" Will said instantly. Kurt shook his head."Kurt, you have to go back to the apartment

"No, I can't leave" Kurt insisted but Will grabbed hold of him. He looked dead into the boys eyes. They were still cold and emotionless but that wasn't the point.

"Not a suggestion Kurt. As your teacher I am telling you to miss out of Glee practice today. Here's the key" he took his keychain out of his pocket. Once he took off the house-key he handed it over to Kurt who took it reluclently. "I'll sign you out" Kurt nodded and walked to the exit. Will still wasn't sure he did the right thing but what else was he to do?

Walking into the room he noticed how everyone was staring at him, as if waiting for an explanation.

"Kurt won't be joining us for rehearsal today. He's feeling a little ill" Will explained. There were sighs and groans coming from the students.

"That isn't a reasonable excuse to miss out on a glee practice" Rachel yelled louder than everyone else.

"He's just having a rough time. Lay off him" Will said, trying to calm the students down. Besides Rachel, everyone had missed out on several lessons.

"Why don't you just get your boyfriend to talk to him Berry?" Puck suggested. "After all, they are living together"

"I told you, he doesn't live with us anymore."It seemed like new news to Mercedes and Mike.

"Wait, what? Since when?"

"Where the hell has my boy been staying then?"

"For a couple of months and I don't know where he stays now. Haven't really spoken to him about it." Finn looked ashamed about it.

"Guys, practice" Will exclaimed, hoping to take their interest away from Kurt. They all looked at him oddly, as if he said something wrong. Perhaps he did.

"You don't care that no one knows where Kurt has been staying for the last few months?" Quinn asked.

"I do, but I think we should worry about it now" Will replied.

"Yes, because Glee practice is so much more important than one of our well beings" Rachael remarked sarcastically. Even though it was a big deal coming from her, Will still wasn't going to give in.

"For all we know he's living with some pedo. Or on the streets but all you care about is reclaiming your 'glory days'" Artie yelled. It seemed too much for Will.

"Enough" he yelled, making them jump a little. "You think I don't care about Kurt? Do you think it doesn't scare me how thin he is, how sick he's getting lately? How scared he gets when you touch him? None of you have done anything to at least try to help him and you yell at me for not giving a shit? I'm sorry for disturbing you guys talking about him. I'm sure this issue will still be there in 45 minutes, when Glee is done for the day" he yelled at them. He didn't even feel bad when he saw them looking back at him terrified. In particular, Brittany. Rachael on the other hand did not seem surprised by the outburst as she was studying something

"Rachel, what?" he almost yelled.

"Uhm, Mr. Schue, is that Kurts tie?" Rachel asked, crooking her head a bit. Will raised an eyebrow and looked down at the tie he was wearing. What an idiot. It did belong to Kurt. All of the clothing had been mixed up. How did Rachel know it was Kurts anyway? "I only say that because he actually used it to keep my mouth shut once" Rachel added as if she read his mind. That made Will remembered the Glee lesson. It happened shortly after they returned to school and Rachel instantly started to talk about which songs she wanted to sing. God, that seemed like so long ago, when Kurt had some life in him and he would laugh with Mercedes. He realised that he hadn't answered and Rachael was awaiting an answer.

"Must be a very similar one" he shrugged. "Believe it or not I sometimes like to buy expensive clothes." Before any more questions were asked he started the practice. It was less than a month to sectionals after all.