Hi! Kinda had to think about this chapter a bit. See, I already wrote the whole story up until Regionals and I'm starting to second guess what I wrote. So, I might be going back over them more thoroughly.

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN GLEE!

On Monday, everyone gathered in the choir room, minus Cecilia, who didn't know about the meeting.

"What did you find out?" Rachel asked first, eager to know the details.

Before it started, everyone was informed of what they were about to be told.

Artie sighed. "So, I contacted Cecilia's friend and what she told me was shocking."

"What was so shocking?" Mercedes asked.

Artie began to tell them everything, leaving the suicide part out. When he finished, he scanned the room to see shocked expressions mixed with some saddened ones.

"But you have to promise to not tell her, she's happy now and now that we know this, we have to make sure she's protected."

"I agree with that and all, but how will she get better if we don't confront her?" Santana asked in a challenging tone.

"I'm sure she will tell us when she's ready." Finn said. "For now, let's do just as Artie said."

...After School That Same Day...

With the play in a few days, everything was crazy. With the costumes getting finalized, set being perfected and everything else, Artie was a bit stressed. His worries increased when a boy in stage crew ran up to him as he was making sure the actress' dresses were okay.

"Artie, I don't think Cecilia is feeling well." He said nervously.

"What do you mean?" He asked, his eyebrows furrowing with concern.

"She doesn't seem like herself, she just isn't happy, she won't talk to anyone, could you try to see what's wrong?" He asked, his eyes filled with plea.

He nodded. "Thanks, I'll go see her." Artie began to wheel around, looking for the girl. Finally, he found her, sitting on the floor against a wall. "Cecilia?" He called softly. He looked at him, he frowned at her red eyes. "Are you okay?"

She smiled, ever so calmly. "Yeah, I'm just tired and I have a little headache."

"Maybe you should go home."

"Nah, I'm fine, we've got an hour of rehearsal left, I'll push trough it." Artie helped her up. She cringed at the bright lights. "I'm fine, sorry for worrying you."

"Are you sure that's all?" He asked, sensing that there was something else.

She nodded, before returning back to work.

After practice, Rachel, Santana, and Artie were heading out, Cecilia had went head, when they heard a couple of football players laughing and talking about something.

"Did you hear the way she was yelling?!" One laughed.

"Yeah, she was all 'let me out! I can't breathe! It's too small!" The second one mimicked.

"Yeah, that new looser glee member had it coming."

Upon hearing that, everyone exchanged a glance. Before they could do anything, Santana went up to them.

"Yo, what you all talking about?" She took them by surprise as the others followed behind her. "You better tell me, or I'm going to go all kinds of Lima Heights on you!"

Obviously scared, the first one said. "We took that Bell girl and locked her in a closet."

"She wasn't in there long though cause a teacher came." The other said looking disappointed.

"You listen here, if you bother any other Glee members, I will show you what we do in Lima Heights to people who don't respect our family." The Latina yelled as the guys cursed and left.

"That's why Cecilia was so sad today." Artie connected the pieces

"We should talk to her." Rachel said.

"I'll talk to her tomorrow." Artie volunteered.

The next day, Artie took Cecilia backstage to a corner where they could have some privacy.

"Cecilia, I heard about what happened to you yesterday." Artie said bluntly.

She placed a hand over her mouth. "How?"

"Heard the guys who did it to you talking about it yesterday, why did you lie to me?"

She closed her eyes and sucked in a breath. "I could handle it myself."

"Cecilia, let me tell you something, when you join Glee, you instantly have a family and in that family, we tell everyone everything. We have your back, you should have seen Santana yesterday." He laughed at the memory. "Those bullies won't hurt you again."

She nodded. "Sorry, I'm not really used to telling people my secrets."

He shook his head. "Don't worry, just remember that you're never alone." He assured.

After that, the next few days were a breeze. The play went on and it had to be one of the best productions anyone had ever seen.

Now with that over, and a week left until Sectionals, everyone was starting to get excited.

Hope you enjoyed!