Well here's chapter 7. I'd like to thank everyone who reviewed to this story so far. Seriously it's amazing and it really keeps me writing. This chapter went in a completely different direction than I thought it would but I couldn't stop writing. Its up way soon than I thought it would be as well. Hope you like it.

I don't own Glee or the song Will I? From RENT just to the OC's are mine.

'Will I lose my dignity
Will someone care
Will I wake tomorrow
from this nightmare'

It hurt. He curled up into fetal position, holding tightly around his stomach. The pressure was immense. He couldn't breathe. Why couldn't he breathe?

"Kurt."

He whimpered, curling into himself further.

"Shh…you're okay. You're okay, Kurt." He felt a presence next to him before a hand was on his shoulder shaking him.

"Stop." He cried, "Please stop."

"Kurt, wake up!" The voice yelled.

"STOP!" Kurt screamed, shooting up in bed. He looked around; the first light of the sun was creeping into the room. Zach was sitting next to him, his eyes wide.

"You were crying in your sleep and yelling. I thought I was the only one who talked in my sleep."

Kurt couldn't help it, he laughed. It was true; Zach said the weirdest things in his sleep.

"There we go there's a laugh." He looked hesitant, "This happen often?"

"Not usually loud enough to wake anyone up. Sorry."

"It's cool. Do you want to talk about it?"

"Not really."

"Well okay then. So since I'm awake and you're awake and it's really freakin' early, wanna play cards?"

Kurt blinked at him, "I'm going to get ready for class."

Zach pouted, "You're no fun. Fine I'll play solitaire."

Rolling his eyes, Kurt got up and grabbed his pill bag. He headed into the bathroom to get ready.

An hour and a half later, both boys were dressed and ready. A knock came at the door.

"Come in." Zach yelled, staring intently at Kurt, "It's your move, little boy. Choose wisely."

Blaine opened the door and just stared. Both boys were sitting on Kurt's bed, cards in front of them.

"Threes," Kurt decided.

"Go fish bitch."

"What are you two doing?" Blaine asked, looking between the two.

"Playing Go Fish duh. And I'm totally ruling it. I am making this game my bitch." Zach cheered, making an obscene gesture.

Kurt shook his head and looked at Blaine with an expression that screamed 'help me.'

"As wonderful as that is, you'll miss breakfast if you don't end the game. I saw Nikel head down about a minute ago."

Zach's eyes went wide, "He went without me. No! He knows its French Toast day and he's trying to make sure I don't get any. You win, Kurt, I have to run!" He jumped from the bed and ran out of the room in a blur of color.

Kurt blinked before standing up at a more sedate pace. He looked at Blaine before walking past him out the door. He knew he would follow.

"So how are you?" Blaine questioned, moving to walk beside Kurt.

"Fine," He shrugged, "And yourself?"

"Well I received some lovely flowers last night and woke up to their wonderful smell this morning." He smiled brightly, "Thanks again for the flowers. You didn't need to apologize."

"Yes, I did." Kurt insisted.

"Well if you want to make it up to me you should come to cheer us on at Sectionals tomorrow."

"Zach already invited me. I'll think about going."

"Wonderful."

Kurt fought the urge to raise an eyebrow. This boy was so easy to please. There was something so sincere about him it almost made Kurt nervous. What was he doing? Making small talk with these people, telling Zach all that stuff about himself, what was he doing?

He deserved to have some happiness. He tried to tell himself that but his memories said otherwise.

"People like you aren't meant to be happy."

"Are you okay?"

"What?"

"You got really quiet." Blaine explained just as they reached the dining room.

"Blaine, when did you start at Dalton?"

"I started here as a sophomore. I was bullied at my old school for being gay. You know name calling all that stupid stuff. After a while I couldn't take it anymore and transferred here. Everyone was so nice. Why?"

"Just curious I guess."

They grabbed some food and sat down at their usual table. Kurt shifted uncomfortably under Thad and Christof's intense stare.

They barely started eating when Christof sighed, "So we're just going to ignore Kurt's blatant homophobia yesterday? Somebody should report it to a teacher." Everyone at the table looked up then, interested.

"It wasn't homophobia." Zach snapped back, "And he apologized."

"Plus you can't be kicked out Dalton for being a homophobe as long as one doesn't attack or verbally assault another student. We respect all beliefs here." Wes quoted as if he memorized from the Dalton handbook.

"That was very unhelpful and inappropriate, thank you Wes." Zach replied.

"Whatever." Christof grumbled a little lower, "He's still a homophobic freak."

"You deserve this and more. You should've left school, you freak"

His body screamed at him to run. To get away from the situation. Just as he was about to get up, Blaine lightly put his hand on his arm, ignoring Kurt's cringe and smiled brightly at Christof.

"What was that Christof? You're going to pay for dinner after Sectionals tomorrow? That's so nice of you." Blaine continued to smile that charming smile, "The whole team appreciates it."

Zach, Wes and David all laughed.

"Sweet, one of everything on the menu for me," David teased.

"You all suck."

The tension lightened up from there and Kurt smiled a thanks towards Blaine. He shrugged in return.

Christof continued to glare, obviously not planning on letting it go, "I'll see you guys at practice."

With that Christof stood up and walked away from the table. Others shrugged and went back to eating, but Kurt watched as Christof moved over and sat next to Gabriel and Jamie. As he began gesturing to them, Kurt turned away from the scene and bit his lip. He had a bad feeling.

The rest of school day was uneventful after that. Kurt really didn't have classes with any of them, but Blaine met up with him after his last class of the day. Together they walked towards the front of the school where students generally get picked up.

"Don't you have Warbler practice?"

"Because of Sectionals tomorrow we're practicing later than we normally do." Blaine responded.

"Which means a round of Call of Duty before practice, boom!" Zach laughed walking up to them with Nikel. David and Wes trailed behind them shaking their heads.

"No Zach, you cry when you lose and we don't need you all mopey for rehearsal." Wes scolded.

"That was one time." We gave him a stern look. Zach sighed, "Yes councilor Wes, of course councilor Wes." Zach saluted him with just his middle finger, "So…do you always have that gavel shoved up your ass or do you remove it on special occasions?"

"I'm not even going to grace that with a response."

"So when are you leaving, Kurt?" Blaine asked, ignoring the insanity around him.

Kurt shrugged, "When my ride gets here. Usually my dad is early though so right away." He shifted his backpack around. On weekends when he went home he kept his pills in his bag along with a few other things so he didn't have to return to the dorms before leaving, but it made his bag uncomfortably heavy.

They all walked outside with Kurt. He frowned when he didn't see his dad's car. He glanced at his phone next to note he had one missed message from his dad and a text from Santana. Still frowning he put his phone to his ear to listen to the voicemail.

"Hey Kurt, your friend Santana called and said Brittany wanted to pick you up. I hope that's okay. I don't know how long it's going to take them to get there since school gets out at the same time for you both. Call me if there are any problems."

Eyebrows furrowed, he checked the text from Santana.

'Porcelain, pickin u up. Left school after 6th per so c u soon…B is freaked out. wont tell me y. wants to talk to u.'

Wonderful. Her texting left much to be desired.

"So are you stuck here for tonight or something?" Nikel asked.

Kurt looked up from his phone to see them all staring at him.

"No just a change of plans."

"Everything okay?" Blaine asked sounding worried.

"I'm not exactly sure."

"Dolphin!" A feminine voice called out.

"Did that blond chick just say dolphin. What the hell?" Zach asked, as they watched a girl run towards the front doors where they were standing. She was wearing what looked to be a cheerleading outfit which didn't help with the stares at all.

Kurt groaned making all the boys look at him, "This is going to be bad." He mumbled just as Brittany was about to reach him.

"Dolphin!" She yelled again, running straight up to Kurt, throwing her arms around him and kissing him on the cheek, "I lost Artie's magic comb. You'll help me find it, won't you?"

He tumbled a step back before regaining his balance with her added weight, "Uh sure, we'll look for it at your house when we get back."

She pulled back a step and smiled brightly, bouncing on the balls of her heel. Kurt smiled back at his friend's childish antics. He was finding it easier and easier to smile, but decided to analyze that later.

"Your voice sounds weird. Are you sick? Did Lord Tubbington steal it? He's been stealing my money. I think he's going to run away to Canada."

"No Brittany, your cat didn't steal my voice and I'll have another talk with him about earning his own money."

Thankfully Santana appeared then to end the awkwardly strange conversation, "Yo, Porcelain what is up with this school? It's like a freakin mansion."

"Hello Satan, I mean Santana. Lovely of you to drop by and visit." He watched as her smirk turned sinister.

"And who are these fine boys?" She asked, looking past Kurt to the stunned boys behind him.

Kurt sighed and pointed them out, "Wes, David, Zach, Nikel and Blaine. Boys meet Brittany and Santana. We use to go to school together."

"I've missed you Dolphin. Did you miss me? When are you coming back? This doesn't look like camp."

"Yes I missed you. This is my school not camp. I'm not going back to McKinley but I'll visit you on the weekends." Kurt answered, sharing a look with Santana.

"Why does she call you dolphin?" Wes asked, looking at the strange girl, "And Porcelain."

"I don't know why dolphin but Porcelain is from when I was a cheerio."

"You were a breakfast cereal?" Zach asked, "Delicious."

"Did you know Dolphins are just gay sharks?" Brittany asked smiling that spacy smile of hers.

"That is really offensive-" Nikel started.

"Don't." Kurt cut him off. He turned to them and said in a low voice, "Brittany is very…childlike. She sees the world in a very unique way. It's best to humor her."

"She's your ex-girlfriend right?" Blaine asked, still looking at the blonde girl.

"Ex-girlfriend?" Zach repeated confused.

Kurt blushed and stepped away from them towards the two girls, "Yeah…we should probably go. I'll see you guys later."

"Yeah I dated Kurt but then we had to break up. He's capital G-"

"Brittany, we should go before Lord Tubbington figure out where you hid your diary." Santana stepped in this time.

"It's under my bed, he won't look there."

Kurt turned towards the boys, "I'll see you tomorrow at Sectionals. Bye."

"Bye Kurt. See you tomorrow." Blaine replied with a little wave.

"Bye Kurt, we'll miss you so much!" Zach whined grabbing onto Nikel's hand, "Look Nike I feel like we're sending our child off to summer camp and won't see them forever."

Nikel rolled his eyes, "Yes Z, we're sending our child off to summer camp for the night. Well see him tomorrow. I'll sleep in your room tonight so you're not lonely."

"Ew no you smell."

"Is everyone here twins? They're all dressed the same." Brittany asked as she was led away by Kurt and Santana.

Blaine watched them go with a thoughtful look on his face. Kurt seemed so much more relaxed around those two girls. More than he's been his entire time at Dalton. He was obviously very close to them, trusting them. Blaine only wished Kurt would open up to him like that. No, bad thoughts. Kurt's straight. He just left with his ex-girlfriend for god's sake.

"Hey Blaine, you okay?" Zach asked, tilting his head a little.

"Yeah, I just never have seen Kurt smile like that."

"We'll see him tomorrow. Another day to try and make him smile." Zach's smiled a very evil smile, "And now let's play an epic round of Mario Party until practice."

"Fine, but I refuse to be Princess Peach." Nikel said rolling his eyes. The others agreed, what else were they going to do. Homework was overrated.

"So you making friends, Porcelain?" Santana drove with Brittany and Kurt in the backseat.

"Does it really matter, Santana?"

She glared at him in the rearview mirror, "Hey don't get snippy with me. You just seemed pretty close to them."

"Do you have a boyfriend?" Brittany asked, smiling brightly.

"No, Brit."

"Oh…does that mean you're not gay? Can we make out?"

"I'm gay, Brit."

"Yeah, he's just in the closet." Santana taunted.

"But he's in the car."

"Don't worry about it, Brittany." She replied, "So about those boys…"

Kurt groaned this was going to be a long drive.

"Fine, I'll leave you alone about them. For now. Remember we'll see them tomorrow at Sectionals, before we mop the floor with them."

He closed his eyes, hoping if he fell asleep or even fake slept they'd stop talking. He nearly jumped out of skin when he felt a small hand slip into his and another hand lightly stroking his shoulder. As he started to fall asleep a voice from a distant memory sounded in his mind.

"Everyone always pets my hair to make me feel better but I know you hate people touching your hair so I'll pet your shoulder."

When he woke up he was on the couch in his living room. Disoriented he sat up and looked around. When did he get here? How did he get here?

"Oh good you're awake. Are you hungry?" He looked to see Carole come into the room smiling.

"Sure." He replied. Carole looked startled for a minute before smiling widely and headed towards the kitchen. Confused, Kurt just stood there going over the conversation trying to figure out what happened to make her smile like that.

Burt walked in then, "Hey kid, how are you doing? How's school?"

Kurt bit his lip remembering what happened the last time he saw his father. When he stormed out of the car, "School's fine. I'm going to watch everyone at Sectionals tomorrow."

"You're voice…it's…"

Then it hit him. He was talking normal. He didn't even realize; it never crossed his mind to take a lower register like he usually did.

"Yeah…I'm going to go eat now."

He was almost done eating when Finn wandered into the kitchen, "Hey, you're home! Burt said you were coming to watch us at Sectionals tomorrow. That's awesome dude, I mean Kurt. Everybody will be really excited to see you!"

He froze. The New Directions crew minus Finn, Brittany and Santana haven't seen him since a few days after the attack when they came to the hospital. He wasn't looking forward to seeing them again. It was going to be awkward.

Tomorrow was going to come too soon.

"So the Hipsters sing first then it's the Warblers then us." Finn was explaining to Kurt as they walked into the building where Sectionals were taking place, "So I'm going to figure out where were supposed to be today do you want to come with me or…"

"I'll go sit down." Kurt replied already shifting away from Finn, who just shrugged and walked away.

Kurt did want to go with him but that would surely lead straight to the rest of the New Directions. Instead of sitting down though he started to walk around looking around at the beautiful building.

"Then go down to Seven Eleven and get some. I need raisinettes!" Kurt wandered over towards the voice, recognizing it. There stood Rachel yelling at the poor boy behind the counter who was looking very scared. Against his better judgment he approached the enraged girl.

"Carb loading?" He asked, saying the first thing that popped into his head.

Rachel whipped around to stare at him, obviously startled.

"Kurt? Oh my gosh I missed you so much. How are you? And they're for Lauren Zizes. Puck got her to take your place so we could compete. She won't go on without her damn candy."

Lauren Zizes? The wrestler. Kurt thought confused.

It must've showed on his face because she added, "She's a warm body."

"I'm…doing okay." Kurt finished lamely, "Dalton's…fine."

"We missed you. I'm surprised you didn't join the warblers. You know it wouldn't have been betraying us we all understand you weren't safe at McKinley. I mean seriously had Brittany and Santana not-"

"I've missed you guys too." Kurt cut her off, not wanting to remember what happened to him at this moment. Honestly he had expected that seeing them again would've brought the memories back instantly, but thankfully they hadn't.

"We're a mess Kurt. I don't have a single solo today and I just found out Finn had sex with Santana last year."

"You didn't know?" Kurt asked shocked. Seriously, though, the whole glee club knew.

"Hey Kurt you made it!" Kurt went rigid before turning to see Blaine, Wes, David and Zach walking up to him.

Rachel smiled as soon as she saw their blazers, "You must be some of the Dalton Academy Warblers. Though we're rivals I'd like to thank you for taking care of Kurt for us."

"Rachel." Kurt hissed, lowering his tone.

Blaine's smiled turn to that of confusion as he looked at the small girl, "Uh, Hi I'm Blaine Anderson, this is Wes Montgomery, David Thompson and Zach Bendig."

"Rachel Berry upcoming star. I was in glee club with Kurt in McKinley."

"You were in glee club?" Wes asked suddenly really interested.

Kurt continued to glare at Rachel mentally telling her to shut up. Actually noticing this she smiled brightly, "Yep, well I better get back to my group. See you later, Kurt. Don't be a stranger."

With that she booked it out of the area. Kurt slowly turned to the look at the boys, "So break a leg today."

"Oh no, why didn't you tell us you sang?"

"Maybe you should sing a song about it."

"I don't sing anymore." His tone froze their questions in their throats, "So is Nikel here?"

"Yep!" Zach replied, "He and Loretta already sat down. We were hoping to find you so I could escort you to them…unless you have someone else to sit with?"

"No, my step-brother is in New Directions but our parents couldn't come due to other obligations."

"Well then good sir, follow me and I'll lead you to the damned I mean Nikel." Zach grinned.

"Same difference." David grumbled as they headed towards the audience seating.

"How are you today, Kurt?" Blaine asked moving to walk next to him.

"Fine." He hesitated for a moment, "And yourself?"

"Nervous. Though I do believe we made the right choice in songs."

"You'll be fine, I'm sure. You're singing lead after all."

Kurt's eyes widened after he said that. Was he flirting with Blaine? Shit. He didn't need that right now. Hopefully Blaine didn't notice.

Lucky for him, Blaine was pretty oblivious. Zach, however, was watching them with a critical eye.

They just entered the main theater area when another warbler approached them to tell them they had to go to the green room to prepare.

"Well Nikel's right there." Zach pointed, Kurt followed his finger to see Nikel chatting with Loretta. He nodded. Blaine stayed behind as the other boys left.

"I hope you enjoy the show."

"Break a leg, Blaine."

After Blaine left Kurt went over towards Nikel and Loretta. They were apparently arguing.

"I'm just saying Nikel did you honestly have to spend the night with Zach. Is he a child?"

"It's like having a sleepover at your house. I don't see the problem here."

"The problem? The problem is Zach's a fucking psycho. Did you sleep on the floor or in Kurt's bed?"

"Neither. I told Zach we could just share his bed."

"You got to be shitting me, Nikel."

"What's the big deal, Loretta? Zach's my best friend."

"I thought I was your best friend?"

"You're my girlfriend. He's my best guy friend. There's a difference."

"We've known each other since we were five, Nikel. Trust me when I say Zach's-"

"Hey guys." Kurt interrupted not sure what Loretta was going to say but having a feeling it was going to be bad.

"Hey Kurt, excited for the big showdown?" Nikel asked as Kurt took a seat next to him. Loretta was on the other side of him.

"Showdown? It's singing." Loretta grumbled, "Why are we here again?"

"To support my friends, Loretta. You know, people outside of you." Nikel was obviously annoyed with the earlier conversation, "You didn't have to come."

"I'm your girlfriend, of course I was going to come."

"How long have you two been dating?" Kurt couldn't help but ask.

"Two years, but we've lived next door to each other since we were five." Loretta said, while Nikel muttered, "Too long."

"That's not funny, Nikel." She jabbed him in the side.

"Oh you know I love you."

Kurt was saved from further conversation by the lights dimming and the show began. The Hipsters did a surprisingly good rendition of "The Living Years." The Warblers nailed "Hey Soul Sister" and Kurt and Nikel jumped up first to clap for them. Loretta stayed sitting, apparently not enjoying the show. Nikel grumbling something about her being bitter that the Crawford Day girl's glee club not making it.

Finally New Direction showed. Kurt was quietly surprised to see Quinn and Sam singing together. So that's what Rachel meant but not having a solo. Even more surprising was Santana singing the next song. The bitch didn't even tell him she had a solo and she nailed "Valerie."

When the judge announced both the Warblers and New Directions as winners to move on, the crowd went nuts. As people started to leave, Kurt stuck near Nikel and Loretta waiting for the rest of the boys. He already told Finn he was going out to eat and Finn promised that he had a ride home.

"Had we sang Teenage Dream we would've won." Zach teased as he, Nikel, Loretta, Blaine and Kurt sat in breadstix stating they never ate there in their life and they knew it was close to Kurt's home so it would be perfect.

"Shut up, Zach. I wanted to sing that song so sue me."

"Can…Can I?"

"No you idiot." Loretta snapped.

Zach glared at her, "Shut up PMS avenger."

"Please don't start on this again." Nikel snapped, sitting between them at the around table.

"They're like children." Blaine stage whispered to Kurt. Kurt nodded in agreement.

"Am not!" Zach argued, before looking at his food, "Nikel cut my food for me."

"Do you want him to chew it for you too?"

"I hope you choke, Loretta."

"Children." Nikel stressed the word.

Kurt couldn't help but giggle at that. Blaine smiled at him, clearly happy that Kurt was starting to open up.

"Look what we have here. If it isn't lady face and his some little butt buddies." The whole table froze and looked to see two football jocks standing near them. Kurt's eyes widened recognizing Azimio and another jock. Thankfully Karofsky wasn't anywhere to be seen.

"Excuse me, what did you just say?" Nikel asked his voice shocked.

"I said we don't need you fucking fags around here." Azimio's smirk turned sinister, "I thought you learned your lesson homo, but it looks like you came back for more."

Kurt couldn't talk, couldn't move. His head started to hurt and his breathing picked up.

"We're just trying to enjoy our dinner; we don't want any trouble," Zach stated, glaring at the large boy, "I think you should leave."

"No, I think you should. We have no problem showing you fags your place in the world. Ain't that right, Hummel?"

Eyes all turned to Kurt, who was physically shaking, his eyes wider than ever. He clumsily got up from the table and ran out of the restaurant.

He ran to this car, shaking too hard to get his key in the lock.

"Careful not to touch him too much, Azimio, don't want to catch the gay."

He withheld a sob.

"Yeah I hear a single touch can turn ya into a fag."

"Stop." He mumbled, "Stop, stop, stop."

"Kurt?"

Kurt spun around, gasping to see Blaine staring at him the rest behind him. They looked concerned.

"Might want to disinfect that hand, dude. Next thing you know you'll be wearing tight pants, listening to musicals, and singing about your feelings in a girlie voice."

He put his hands over his ears, "Stop it, stop it, stop it!"

"Kurt!" Blaine took a step towards him only for Kurt to scream, crouching down next to the door of his car, hands still over his ears. Tears streamed down his face as he tried to stop the memories.

"If you tell anyone, I will kill you."

"Please don't kill me, I won't tell I promise I won't tell." He pleaded moving his hands to grip his stomach.

Kurt felt a pressure. A knife dug into his stomach.

He screamed one more time and collapsed. Blaine ran forward and caught him right before his head hit the ground.

They had no idea what to do. Not really thinking Blaine grabbed Kurt's phone and clicked on Brittany's number.

"Sup Porcelain?"

"Is this Brittany?" Blaine asked.

"No this is Santana. Who the fuck is this?"

"Blaine, Kurt's friend. Umm…Kurt collapsed outside of the Breadstix-"

"We'll be right there." Was all he heard before nothing. She hung up on him.

Yeah so this linebreak is the end of the chapter. Sorry about all the line breaks. For some reason, wont just let me double space some areas like it use to. Anyways, that ended up being way longer than I planned. I hope everybody liked it. Read and review, please. By the way I have a little oneshot on my website that's about how Nikel and Zach met. There will be more eventually.