Thank you everyone who's stuck by with through the long months of no updates. I'm ,hopefully, back for good now. I have no beta for the moment but am in the works of getting another one of my cousins to take over. We'll see how that goes.

I want to give a special thanks to the people who messaged me and wished me happy holidays and to check up on me. It really meant a lot and I'm sorry for not replying back. I wasn't in a good place at the time.

There's a lot of talking in this chapter and not much action, that will come in the next chapter. So without further ado here's chapter 18 of Broken Bird sing.

Disclaimer: I don't own Glee

Chapter 18: The evil known as Jamie.

Kurt slept in Blaine's room. They didn't talk any further that night nor did they talk in the morning before Kurt left to get ready in his own room. He carefully entered his room; he didn't need to catch Zach wandering around his boxers again. He was in luck; Zach was lying in bed -in appropriate Dalton attire- playing his DS. The only thing askew was he wasn't wearing a wig, his bald head gleaming under the room's light.

"Sleep well?" Zach asked, looking up from his game with a lewd smirk, "Or did you not sleep?"

Kurt scoffed, "Yes we slept, Zach, you're just a giant pervert."

"I am not! I'm a healthy teenage boy. Wait…yeah I'm a pervert."

Before Kurt could answer, music suddenly started playing. Sighing, Zach grabbed his phone with one hand and threw it across the room to land on Kurt's bed without even looking at it.

"Who's calling?" He questioned, moving to grab his uniform to get ready for the day.

"I don't know. My mom, Drew, Clayton, Nikel- it really doesn't matter. They're all bugging the hell out of me."

"Are Drew and Clayton your brothers?"

"What?"

"You said once you had three brothers- um…"

"Oh yeah, well, technically no. I'm an only child, but Drew and Clayton are like brothers to me. Drew is Jamie's older brother. You've heard about that?" At Kurt's nod he continued, "And Clayton is Nikel's older brother. When I first started hanging out with Nikel they took me under their wing and treated me like part of the family. My third 'brother' is Kevin. My uncle came to live with us after my dad walked out for a few years. Kevin was 5 years older than me and was the coolest person I ever knew. He moved to England 7 years ago to live with his mom. I haven't seen or heard from him since."

He grew quiet for a minute before shaking his head, "Anyways, Clayton and Drew have been calling every hour, I swear, bugging me about how I'm feeling. I can't stand it anymore; I feel smothered!"

"I know the feeling." Kurt replied, with a snort, "Just remember they mean well."

"Something you tell yourself every day, huh?" Zach teased before tilting his head, "So how was visiting Nathan yesterday? I didn't see you when you came back."

Kurt stiffened his back at the reminder of Jamie's threat. Maybe he would ask Nikel about Jamie. Something wasn't right. Of course, he would have to try to get Nikel alone. And since Nikel has taken to shadowing Zach around like a lost puppy it was easier said than done.

"It was fine. Gabriel really isn't that bad. You can tell he really loved Nathan."

Now it was Zach's turn to snort, "Yeah, yeah. Finish getting ready. We have school to go to, you know."

20 minutes later, they met Nikel and Blaine right outside the dorm room. Together, the four boys headed to the cafeteria for breakfast. As they walked, Blaine grabbed Kurt's hand and gave it a gentle squeeze. Smiling at his boyfriend, he squeezed back, letting Blaine know he was okay. At Dalton, he had nothing to fear. The boys here wouldn't judge them for their relationship. They were supportive.

'I'm safe here.' He thought as they entered the cafeteria. His eyes fell onto Jamie against his will and he barely withheld a shudder. Well, he used to think he was safe. He quickly looked away before Jamie could look up and meet his gaze. He didn't want to test Jamie's threat.

The school day went by in a blur of classes and homework. After the last class finally got out the boys found themselves at the library.

"I hate this place. It smells and you have to quiet and I can't do that." Zach whined as Blaine and Nikel went to find some books.

"Yes, I can see how you got kicked out last year." Kurt rolled his eyes.

"Seriously though, why are we here? The project isn't due until April. It's January. This is just torture."

"Because, Zach, if we wait we will have to fight the massive crowds of procrastinators the last week before its due." Blaine replied, dropping three books on the table.

Apparently Dalton's history class did a huge final every year that took over the whole second semester. The freshmen, sophomores, juniors and seniors were all given a war. From there a group of 3 to 4 people took a theme from their particular war and had to write a paper and do a project on it. There was a big presentation in April when its due.

"But I want to be a procrastinator." He continued to whine, "I'm getting hives just from being in here. I'm allergic."

"What exactly are you allergic to?" Kurt asked, "Books? Work? Having to use your brain?"

"The third one. Definitely that one. I don't like using that. It hurts my head. Like there's a tumor in there or something. Oh wait…"

"You're not funny, Zach. I'm going to go find another book." Kurt muttered getting up. As Zach continued to complain to Blaine about how useless studying was, Kurt figured it was the only time he could get Nikel alone.

He found Nikel staring at a bunch of books about cancer, muttered to himself. His finger moved up and down the bindings looking for a particular title.

"Isn't your project on the Civil War?" Kurt asked, making Nikel jump.

"Yeah, I know. I have some books here." He lifted up his arm showing the two books in his hand, "I just…want to know more about Zach's condition. That way I'll know the signs better. I can help him."

"Can't fault you for that. You really do care about Zach, don't you?"

He sighed, "I always have. I just-" He leaned against the bookshelf, "It's something Loretta told me when she was yelling at me. I have to find out if we're supposed to be something more than just friends. I've always loved Zach, I never realized how much until Loretta threw it in my face. I really am dense."

"That's the conclusion everyone's come to."

Nikel laughed, moved away from the bookshelf to go back to the civil war section. Kurt followed him nervously. It was now or never.

"Nikel...what did Jamie think of Nathan?"

Nikel stopped his browsing and turned to look at him contemplating, "Jamie didn't like him much, I suppose. Gabriel was always around him. Jamie was jealous. I think Jamie blamed Nathan for Gabriel getting kicked out of his house. Gabriel comes from a very prestigious family." Nikel groaned, "I don't really like talking about my cousin, okay?"

"Why though?" he pushed, "Nobody likes talking about Jamie. Why?"

"We don't get along. Jamie always has to have his way. He hated that I was dating Loretta; he always had a crush on her so he made up something to try to drive her away. Of course he was actually right about it."

"That comment about Zach liking you, right?"

"Exactly. Just stay away from Jamie, Kurt, he's bad news. Trust me." He looked at Kurt closely then, "Did he say something to you?"

He shifted uncomfortable. Nikel's eyes narrowed, "Tell me, Kurt. This is important."

"I came back from the cemetery with Gabriel. He left and I was headed towards the dormitories when Jamie stopped me. He just made some comments and left. That's all."

"What kind of comments?" The steel in Nikel's voice made him take a step back.

"I don't know something about me getting around hanging out with Blaine, Zach, and Gabriel. I'm sure it was nothing. I'm just…nervous after the whole Breadstix incident."

"Don't keep stuff like this from us. We can't help you when you hide shit. Damn it!"

"Are you mad at me or Zach?"

"Both of you, you hide things. We didn't know you were on medication for PTSD until you passed out in a parking lot and we didn't know Zach had cancer until he collapsed in school. How can we help if we don't know what's wrong? You both pretend things are fine when they're not."

He remembered Gabriel's words from the cemetery yesterday 'Because we're scared for you, Kurt, nobody could save Nathan.'

That's what it came down to. The fear if he doesn't do enough he'll lose somebody again. Kurt couldn't fault him for that…even if he was acting completely insane.

"He told me I was better off staying in the closet." Kurt admitted. It wasn't much but telling Nikel he thought about Jamie being involved with Nathan's death would've been too much.

Nikel cursed, "That little fucker. Stay away from Jamie, far away."

"Don't need to tell me twice."

"Come on the others are probably wondering where we are." He started heading towards their table, "Kurt, you should tell Blaine. He worries about you."

As they headed back, Kurt glanced around to see Jamie and Gabriel sitting at a table working on some homework. Gabriel raised his hand and did a quick wave which Kurt returned. He withdrew his hand quickly at Jamie's glare.

"Didn't find any books?" Zach asked as soon as they sat down.

"Huh? Oh I decided to just look through the ones Blaine already got."

"Careful, Kurt, you're starting to sound like me with your forgetfulness."

"There's no way I could ever sound like an insane, ranting blonde."

Zach looked at Nikel, "You call yourself boyfriend material, defend me."

Nikel rolled his eyes, "You said and I quote 'you're not my mother, Nike, you're not my boyfriend; you're my best friend. Butt the fuck out.'I shall defend nothing."

"One: that was about you telling me what to do. Two: I didn't say you were my boyfriend but you're trying to convince me to be your boyfriend and this isn't helping you case."

"Somehow I think you'll survive."

They spent another hour in the library before heading back to the dorms.

"So we're going to drag Sammy kicking and screaming out to play Call of Duty with us, you in?"

"As promising as that sounds no thanks. I think we'll watch a movie. You up for that, Kurt?"

"Sure, see you boys later."

Grabbing Kurt's hand, Blaine led him to his dorm room. Sammy was lying on his bed, wide eyed starring at the ceiling.

"Nikel and Zach are going to come in here and drag you out to play CoD."

Sammy groaned, "I don't feel like being dragged, I'd rather walk out on my own free will. See you two later…don't do anything on my bed."

He was out the door before they could reply. Kurt went over and laid down on Blaine's bed while he browsed his shelves for a movie.

"Any input?"

"Comedy?"

"Easy A wins." After putting the movie in Blaine plopped down on the bed next to Kurt. Kurt withheld a sigh; he knew he'd have to make the first move. Blaine was afraid of scaring him off ever since the incident at Breadstix as they liked to call it. Shimming himself down, he rested his head on Blaine's chest. Immediately, Blaine's arms came up to wrap around him bring him in close. Blaine finally spoke about 20 minutes in.

"So what did you and Nikel have to talk about?" He asked trying to sound nonchalant.

"What?"

"You don't have to tell me. You two were just gone for a long time and…" He trailed off.

"I wanted to talk to him about Jamie." Kurt whispered, snuggling in closer to his boyfriend, "He made some…comments and I wanted to ask Nikel about him. Jamie told me I should've stayed in the closet. I don't understand. How can he say that when his best friend is gay?"

Blaine tightened his arms around Kurt, "I don't know, Kurt. Jamie's always been a jerk for as long as I've been here at least. He doesn't like anyone beating him at anything. Whether it's Nikel getting Loretta instead of him, or somebody replacing him as Gabriel's best friend Jamie has always had to be the center of attention."

"Great." He muttered. They watched the rest of the movie in silence. Afterwards they got up to join the rest of boys in the common's room. They were still playing Call of Duty.

"Want to play a round Blaine? Kurt?" Zach asked, his tongue sticking out in concentration.

"Sure," Blaine replied.

"I'm going to go to my room and check my emails. Santana supposed to email me a video of a number they did in Glee."

He went back to his room and powered on his laptop. First thing he saw was an email from Santana, but it was the one below it that caught his interest. Who was Bentley216? He clicked on it. As soon as it opened he jumped out of his seat and slammed his laptop shut. Too bad the words were already etched into his brain.

'You stupid little bitch. Watch your back, you'll get yours soon. You tell, you die.'

Shaking he moved and sat down on his bed. Jamie, it had to be Jamie. But why?

First Nikel's words came back to him, 'We don't get along. Jamie always has to have his way.'

Then Jamie's, 'Listen Hummel, if you don't butt out I'll ruin you. I'll take care of you like I took care of my brother and like I took care of Nathan.'

It didn't make sense. It just didn't. He looked back at his closed laptop and took a sharp intake of breath. No way. It hit him like a ton of bricks. He remembered what Gabriel said at the coffee shop all those months ago and broke down crying. He understood now. Poor Nathan.

'I was no better than those homophobes that sent him those emails and threatening messages.'

So Jamie is pure evil. Either the next chapter or the one after that will be the Russian roulette chapter. We'll see how it goes. Also for anyone who follows my Facebook page. I posted a short story about Nathan's funeral. It gives a bit of insight on what happened at the funeral with Sammy and also with Jamie.