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A/N: Sorry I haven't updated in forever I'm been having a brain fart on this story but here's the next chapter I hope you enjoy.

"Quinn, Quinn!" I scream still trying to push away from Azimio. He doesn't let me go he just snickers.

"Looks like everyone left you sweetie," he says smiling. I look everywhere but his face to find that he's right. No one is in the hallway. Karofsky, Kurt, Quinn, they're all gone.

"Wha-"

"Looks like no one cares about you." he tells me before I can get a word in. I close my eyes waiting for something to happen.

"Hey! Get off her!" three voices yell from down the hallway. Opening my eyes to the feel of Azimio's weight being lifted off me. Puck's face appears in front of me.

"Mama, breath come on don't die on me just breath," he tells me panicking.

"Puck, I'm breathing and I'm not going to die. Just please get me out of here." I tell him falling off the lockers and into his arms.

"You got it, Finn, Sam, you got him?" Puck yells as he's helping me down the hallway.

"Yeah, we got him," they both yell back. I turn my head to see Finn and Sam have Azimio pinned to the lockers.

"Kurt's in the nurses office if you want to go see him," he tells me.

"I think that would be best," I respond still feeling tense. He continues to walk with all the way to the nurses office. We walk in and Kurt is on the bed with an ice pack under his head. His eyes open and he immediately sits up.

"Hey," he says his voice soft from being chocked.

"Don't talk, it sounds like it does," I tell him sitting next to him. I place my hand over his mouth because he opens it to say something. We don't speak we just sit there staring into each others eyes feeling each others pain, each others sorrow. I run my fingers through his hair. He reaches up and grabs my hand and brings it down to his mouth. He kisses the back of it then rubs it across his cheek. I turn my hand so his cheek is in the palm of my hand.

"Hey," I whisper. He looks up at me on the verge of tears.

"I'm fine," I tell him wiping away his tear. He shakes his head no.

"No, you're not, I know you, I know what they did to you. You're as far from fine as anyone can possibly be. They hurt Mercedes, and I can never forgive them for that. They took something from you that should never be taken from you. Especially you. The worst part of it all is that it's my fault. All of it, it's my fault-"

"No, Kurt it's not. None of this is your fault. You had no idea what they were going to do. You can't blame yourself every time something bad happens to me. Life is crap, we all know it, yes I'm hurt beyond belief but you helped me get through it, and you're going to help me get through all the hurt as well, I need you Kurt, we both need each other," I say interrupting him.

"Ok, I promise I'll be there for you when ever I can. I don't want you to go through this ever again. I love you too much," he tells me cracking a smile but only for a moment.

"Kurt? What happened with Quinn? One minute she's helping us and then the next you and her are gone." I ask

"She helped me off the floor and she got me around the corner when se put me down and she was about to go back for you when Puck, Finn, and Sam came around the corner. She explained the situation and the told her to take me to the nurses office and that they would take care of Azimio. She didn't want to leave you, she argued with them that she wanted to come back with them and help you but they told her that I need to get to the nurses office fast. So she took me here and she left with Puck just a few minutes ago." he explains.

"Mercedes Jones, and Kurt Hummel, right?" a women standing in the door way calls out.

"That's us, what's is it?" I respond for the both of us.

"Principal Figgin's want's to have a word with you." she tells us.

"About what?" I ask.

"I'm not at liberty to say, sorry. You're just going to have to go to him to find out." she says walking out of the room.

"Come on lets go," I say helping him off the bed. My legs are still shaky from everything and Kurt had noticed because he slips is arm under mine to help support me walk. We walk into the Figgin's office and he greets us in his normal way.

"Ah, hello children I have a matter of business to talk to you about.. I have been hearing that you two have been having problems recently." he begins. Kurt and I share a look that says oh no.

"I am sorry, children but with out any proof I can't do anything about it." he says.

"What! You have got to be kidding! Proof, proof you want proof look at the bruises on her arms, look at the bruise across my freakin throat, if that's not good enough proof for you then you are as blind as a bat, and you don't care about your student body what so ever." Kurt stands up in rage, his voice came back the second he started yelling.

"Young man I'm sorry, but you can bruises from any where, I do not know where they came from. I need witnesses if I don't get them then my hands are tied and I can't do a thing about it. I'm sorry." he says back.

"Now, sit," he demands pointing to the chair.

"No, I will not-"

"Sit down, Porcelain," a voice says entering the room.

"Ms, Sylvester!"

"Sue? What are you doing here? This meeting did not concern you," Figgins tells her.

"I'm the witness" all at the same time our mouths drop to the floor.

A/N: Ok so I hope you enjoyed it, I hope this chapter is good and I will work on the next one soon. For my other stories I have not given up on them either. Please review I need them to update my stories.