Kurt stayed wary for the rest of the day, steering clear of all Warblers, especially Blaine. The day seemed to drag along even more so than usual, and he was relieved when school finally came to a close. Kurt decided he had waited long enough and cornered Jeff in their dormitory and demanded the truth from him.

"It's a long story," Jeff warned him. "Let me finish my homework first."

Kurt knew he was procrastinating, but he humored him, taking out his own homework and attempting to plough through his Italian. His concentration however, was lagging as Italian was, he knew, Blaine's best subject. All his thoughts kept trailing back to the mysterious boy.

Casting a worried look over at Jeff, Kurt sighed softly to himself. What had Blaine done to him?

When Jeff had sufficiently completed his work, he suggested that they go somewhere they wouldn't be overheard…

The library.

Just as Jeff had predicted, it was completely devoid of student body and so eerily silent (apart from the gentle tap of Miss Silver's – the librarian – apple mac) that Kurt felt even more on edge than before.

As they sat behind a bookcase at the back of the spacious study, Kurt gestured for him to begin. Jeff took a deep breath to ready himself before launching into the tale.

"Like I mentioned," Jeff began, his voice signaling to Kurt that he was just as nervous as he was, "I had a similar problem like you that got me here. I was bullied at my old school for my sexuality. It began in my Freshman year after I came out. I fell into a deep depression. In an attempt to pull me out of it, my parents enrolled me in Karate lessons. They thought if I worked hard for something, set myself a goal, that it would give me something to work for – to live for, if you will," Jeff took another deep breath before continuing. "The bullying didn't stop. The school didn't care. I tried hiding it from my parents, but I was just so sick of it. And after a while I started fighting back."

Kurt who had remained silent throughout his explanation raised an eyebrow. He had a feeling he knew where this was going…

"Joe, the ring leader of all the bullies, was put in hospital after I broke his ribcage," Jeff continued. "The police completely ignored the fact that I had been beaten up myself and I landed in here."

"Where they mad when you got in here?" Kurt asked. "Your parents," he added.

"Yeah," Jeff said fairly. "But at the parents of the bullies who pressed charges against me, and the school for not sticking up for me. Not at me, so much."

Kurt nodded. "So when did you join the Warblers?"

"Well, Nick and I got roomed together," Jeff returned, "and we became friends pretty quickly. One day he heard me singing in the shower and he invited me to audition. I did – and got in. Then I met Blaine…"

Kurt swallowed hard. He knew this was the part where the story would truly unfold…

"As I'm sure you're aware," Jeff said dryly, "Blaine is rather… charming, when he purses somebody. He starts with the Italian, and the flirty winks and comments-"

"I'm taking this 'someone' is you?" Kurt said slowly.

"You too, Kurt," Jeff said grimly. "But yes, Blaine pursued me. He is a lot more… careful, with you, because he knows that I've warned you about him. And he also knows that I'm watching him – I'm rather protective of my friends, you see?"

Kurt felt his spine tingle at the light menacing edge in Jeff's tone.

"So I got into the Warblers," Jeff continued, "and then I found out about the initiation."

"What did he ask you to do, Jeff?" Kurt asked quietly.

"It was at the Warblers party," Jeff said in a low voice. "They threw on for me too – they do it for everybody, actually. They like to party, the Warblers do. I'd had a few drinks and so had Blaine. He told me that he had thought up my initiation and was going to tell me in private. So he invioted me up to David's room…"

Kurt felt his heart race. This didn't sound too good…

"He sat down on the bed… and he told me that if I wanted to be a Warbler…"

Kurt held his breath.

"…I had to sleep with him."

Kurt's eyes widened with shock. "What did you do?"

Jeff closed his eyes, looking pained at the memory. "I'd already had a few drinks…"

"Jeff!" Kurt cried. "Please tell me you didn't…?"

"I did," Jeff confirmed.

Kurt gasped. "Why, Jeff?" he moaned.

"Because," Jeff answered sadly, "I just really wanted to be a Warbler… they were so cool, and such good friends. Almost like a family. I'd never been a part of something like that before. Besides, they could keep me safe. And right then, after years of not being able to walk down the hall without another bruise to my back - that was my primary concern."

"There's more to it then that…" Kurt pressed with a frown. He had always been good at reading people, and he could tell that Jeff was hiding something from him.

Jeff sighed. "There is," he admitted. "I…I really liked him. Blaine. And I thought that maybe… he really liked me too."

"But…?"

"He didn't," Jeff confirmed darkly. "He just wanted to have sex."

"Does Wes know?" Kurt asked.

"I doubt it," Jeff grimaced. "They never really ask him about his initiations, I don't think…"

"And you think that is what he's going to try and do to me too?" Kurt asked softly, coming to realization.

Jeff nodded sadly. "I had to warn you. He was my first, Kurt," he confessed. "Believe me. The Warblers isn't worth giving that up for. It… it hurts too much…"