"Sam are you ok?" A guy's voice calls out to Sam.

Sam flinches in fear and runs behind the lockers. He buttons his pants to hold them up. His body is shaking. He tries to hide his tears but they start to flow like waterfalls. He has to muffle his desire to sob and cry; for fear that Ryan is still around, waiting for a second go. He feels a hand rest itself on his right shoulder and he lets out a scream as he turns around.

"Sam, it's me!" Sam turns to see Blaine standing behind him with a worried look.

Blaine can see pure terror in Sam's eyes. He can tell something bad has happened. He notices the bruises on his face and chest, they're not football wounds. Sam wipes the tears from his face.

"Oh, Blaine, sorry you … uh, kinda scared me there for a second. What's up?" Sam's voice is shaky, but he doesn't want him to know what's just happened to him.

Why is Blaine here? God that look in his eyes, he can tell something's wrong. I can't tell him. He'll tell Finn. Finn won't love me anymore if he finds out about this. I can't lose Finn. Finn is the only good thing in my life that hasn't gotten taken away. First I move here, and then I become homeless after Dad lost his job, which caused me to end up repeating my junior year. Next I had to leave all of my new friends when Dad got that job in Kentucky. I come back and Mercedes is with another guy, she dates me for a bit, then we break up all over again. Now I have Finn, and then Ryan…. I can't let Finn find out about this. He's the only good thing that hasn't been ruined.

"Sam it's four in the morning. Everyone's been looking for you. We tried texting and calling, but you never answered." Sam can here the worry in his voice.

"Yeah sorry, I had to wait for everyone to leave so I could shower. They took forever, and when I finally got one I slipped and hit my head." Sam is trying to throw off Blaine, but he isn't buying it. He can see Sam wince in pain whenever he takes a breath.

"Well how about I take you home. With a bump like that you probably shouldn't be driving." Blaine has an idea of what's happened, but he doesn't want to push Sam into telling him if he's not ready.

"Yeah, ok. Just, uh, let me get my, uh, shirt." Sam turns and Blaine can see a huge bruise in the middle of Sam's back. His eyes trail down and he sees a spot on the seat of Sam's pants. It's red, and getting bigger. Blaine wants to cry for his friend, as his suspicions are confirmed.

Sam puts on his shirt. "Sam who did this to you."

Sam looks over his shoulder and catches a glimpse in the mirror and sees what Blaine is looking at. There's no hiding it now. The fragile wall he was building to block the pain crumbles and he can't help but throw his arms around Blaine, crying his eyes out on his friend's shoulder. Blaine wraps his arms around Sam, gently rubbing his hands over his friend's back.

"Shhh, it's gonna be ok Sam. I promise it's going to be ok." Blaine says as Sam releases him.

Sam shakes his head frantically, "I didn't want to. I didn't want to. Please don't tell anyone."

"I'm not going to say anything to anyone Sam. But, we need to get you to a doctor." Blaine says getting Sam to sit on a bench.

"I can't. People will find out." Sam says in a panic.

"My cousin Sean is a doctor at the hospital, he'll take care of everything, and he owes me one so no one will find out, Sam."

"OK, but please don't tell Finn. I don't want to lose him." Blaine agrees and they rush off to meet Dr. Sean Anderson at the hospital. Blaine makes a call on the way letting his cousin know about the sensitivity of the situation.

At the hospital Sam is x-rayed, stitched, and given a couple of shots for the pain. Sam has a five broken ribs, three on the left, two on the right, and the lining of rectum. Sam was thankful he didn't have to have surgery; there would be no hiding that. Sean wanted to call the police, but Sam continued to lie and say that he had fallen. Sean goes off to get some ointment and painkillers for Sam. Sam is lying on his stomach resting his chin on his hands.

"Sam, can I ask you something?" Blaine says softly.

"I guess, so" Sam's voice is horse and full of sorrow.

"Why don't you want Finn to know? I mean I get not calling the cops, I really do, but Finn loves you."

Sam forces his tears to stay behind his eyes.

"I'm scared he won't love me anymore. Finn sees me as this perfect guy. I don't want him to see me as damaged goods." Sam's words are breaking Blaine's heart and he begins to cry.

"Why are you crying?" Sam asks now being the one doing the consoling.

"Because I was raped once, too." Sam can't believe his ears. He knew Blaine had been bashed after going to a school dance before he went to Dalton, but raped, he wasn't expecting that.

"It…was when I got bashed after the school dance. They took me and the other kid, Tucker, to the woods and … They saw Tucker as the more girly of the two of us so they made us touch each other. And then they pulled out a gun and forced Tucker to take an enhancement pill…I think it was blue. And, when he was ready, they forced me to bend over until Tucker was finished." Sam and Blaine are crying together, but they stop when Sean returns with the painkillers. Sean pulls Blaine out into the hall to talk for a bit while Sam gets dressed.

"Ok, so he was definitely raped. I really think he should be honest with me so I can call the police and they can arrest the guys." Sean says hoping Blaine will help him convince Sam to tell the truth.

"He's scared, Sean, he won't do it. Not now, but maybe someday. Well I did a rape kit and there wasn't much but there was some DNA that wasn't Sam's. If you can get me a sample of his boyfriend's DNA I can rule him out so that when Sam is ready, his boyfriend won't go to jail." Blaine agrees to try and get Sam to eventually come forward.

As Sam and Blaine are driving away from the hospital, Sam takes out his phone. He has over 100 missed calls, most of them are from Finn, and his text inbox was full and every message is from Finn asking, begging him to call him, wanting to know if he is ok, angry. He gets to the bottom and finds one of the first texts, received just after he'd told Finn he'd be leaving the school soon.

TOLD MOM AND BURT. THEY BOTH CRIED. THEY SAID THEY STILL LOVE ME BUT… NEVERMIND, I TALK TO YOU LATER. I LOVE YOU.

Sam hangs his head, feeling guilty for getting Finn to come out when he probably wasn't ready. He dials the phone and calls his dad.

"Hey dad…Yeah, I'm ok. I slipped in the shower and knocked myself out. Blaine found me and took me to the doctor…Yeah I'll be home soon, he's driving me right now. …No I haven't talked to Finn yet. I'm gonna call him next….Yeah, ok. I love you too….Uh, dad…I don't think I'm gonna play football this year…it just wasn't as much fun as I remember it was…Ok I'll see you soon." Sam hangs up the phone and looks over at Blaine.

"Blaine, what happened when Finn told Burt and Carole?" Sam asks hesitantly.

"Sam I don't think you need to hear this right now." Blaine says. His eyes tell Sam he really doesn't want to know.

"Please Blaine I need to know. I pressured him into coming out." Sam's words have Blaine regretting it already. He sighs and then he speaks.

"Kurt told me they all sat down and the when Finn told them he had something to tell them their first response was 'Is Rachel pregnant?' But then he told them he was gay and that he was dating you and that he was more in love with you than anyone, and Carole started crying. So did Burt. They both said that they still loved him no matter what, but that they were just surprised and taken off guard. They told him they needed some time to wrap their heads around it…alone." Sam wants to throw up at this point.

He reaches for his phone and calls Finn quickly. "Finn!"