A/N: I won't talk up here just go read!

Title: Someone To Finally Tell

Rating:M (It has finally gone up)

Disclaimer: I do not own glee, I do own Irridessa though.

Summary: What happens when you were born poor, beaten, raped, beaten again, starved and things worse? Meet Irridessa Walters. Shes been through it all. Doesn't know who her father is, is adopted. Shes had to adjust to all kinds of things. So how will she adjust to William McKinley High School? Friends, enemies, or someone to finally tell them what happened?

Six:Past and Present

I nodded and took a shallow breath. "It started thirteen years ago when my dad was forced to leave and my birth mom met Theo."

They looked at me intently. I fought off the adrenaline from the flashback that was bound to hit sometime. I took another breath and lost my self in my story.

At the age of four I was already a very stubborn child. I was very overprotective of my little sister. Celeste. She was the world to me. Pale blue eyes and curling golden hair she was perfect. It was took weeks after her third birthday that my birth parents got into a fight. It was over him finding out about her affair. At the time I had no idea what they meant. Only that they were very mad at each other. The other man, Theo, showed up and they threatened him. He left. And didn't take us with.

Theo was okay at first. He would never replace my dad, I hardly remember him, but he kept us going. Mom said he was very rich and that he would help us get what we want. She didn't tell me what it was that he did but just to stay upstairs and quiet when he had company over.

I was six and Celeste five when it first happened. Celeste knocked over a water jug on some very important papers of his. Furious didn't even begin to cover it. I defended her and tried to get mom to help but she did nothing. She just stood by and watched. When he was going to her, I jumped in the way. I told him to hurt me and not her. And so he did. I had a bloody nose and two black eyes as well as several other bruises.

Nothing happened like that again until I was ten. Both mom and Theo came home very drunk. I was smart enough to hide Celeste in our closet. They beat me. Badly. I had bruised ribs, several cuts, and bruises everywhere. I didn't cry though. I stayed strong for Celeste. This happened once or twice a week. I was having problems explaining this at school, I blamed it on being clumsy. I was slightly klutzy and I already learned to lie. I was sent to the counselors but I lied to them too.

It was a week after my eleventh birthday. Theo came home drunk as usual. Mom wasn't home. So he took this to his advantage. I had literately locked her the closet two seconds before he came in. He started tearing my clothes off. And he raped me. That was the flashback from glee club. He put his hand exactly as Mr. Schuster had.

It was a month later when he did it again. Two weeks after that. And then every other night. It was January when his business partners came. It was by this time I had figured out that he was a drug dealer. After they were done he told them about the times he had raped me and about my little sister. They came upstairs and told me they were going to use us both. I wouldn't let them hurt her. I told them if they left her alone they could do whatever they wanted to me. And they did. I was gang-banged. They stuck themselves in my ass and my vagina. I had one of them down my throat. I was in such horrible pain after it, but she was okay. Celeste was fine.

I was thirteen at this time and I was almost a bully. But I was a bully for the bullied. I knew how to break an arm, I knew how to knock someone out, I knew how to hurt someone. I had learned a great lot from being beaten. If I really wanted to I could have killed a person. But I was too determined to not do what my mom and Theo had. I wanted to protect people.

I was finally fourteen when it happened. One was drunk, the other high. Jamie, she was no longer mom to me, had a gun. They got to Celeste and beat her finally. I fought back for the first time in ten years. I got Theo down but mom got Celeste. It was a clean shot, straight through her chest, there was no hope of helping her. She shot me in the leg. I guess the neighbors finally heard and called the police. They barged the door down right before she shot me. I crawled over to her. She said, 'I love you, Irridessa. Your amazing and your going to have a better life. But I won't be joining you. I know I'm going. Don't stop living. Do everything we never could of. Thank you for keeping me safe. I love you.'

And she died in my arms. The police wanted me to talk. I only told them they were very bad people, that Theo dealt in drugs and Jamie killed Celeste. That was the flashback I had the second time they were hurting you both. Kurt was Celeste, Jason was Theo.

After that I was in foster care for three months before I was adopted. They loved me. But that didn't stop me from going my own way.

I had been cutting and burning since my first day in foster care. After my adoptive family found out I was having one more thing to talk about in therapy. It was off an on until I was sixteen and a half. I finally stopped. I had discovered music then.

I was transferred to McKinley because of my dads job. And I have been with you guys since. But over the last few weeks I have gotten notes from her. She says she wants to get me back.

I had known that Theo was out of jail, his goons got him out, but I thought it was impossible for her to see day light again. Apparently not because shes after me and will hurt any way who gets in the way.

And that boys, is the past of Irridessa Celeste Walters that no one ever knew.

Xxxxxxxx

They stared at me in shock. I was silently crying tears. Baker then came in.

"You all can go", He said quietly.

We got up and walked out the door of the debriefing room. They hugged me each and said nothing which I was thankful for. My mother and brother met us. Mike hugged me first.

"Oh Dessa...I knew it was bad but that..."

"They had you listening?", I whispered.

Mom nodded as she hugged me. I pushed her dark braided hair out her face.

"I'm so sorry sweetie. I just..."

"Mom, just don't say anything."

I asked if Kurt and Blaine could stay the night mom said yes and there parents as well. I finally faced Finn. I had to look up at being Five three. He hugged me.

"I wasn't in there Dessa. But from the looks of it, its bad."

I cried into his chest thankful for his arms around me. "Thanks for respecting that Finn. And I promise, I'll tell you. I just would really rather not tell it again tonight."

I pulled back from him and he smiled a goofy smile at me. "Always."

A police officer took him home and the boys came home with me. We headed straight up to my room. Kurt liked it. With the walls painted purple and the black satin sheets on the queen sized bed. My brother had spare pajamas, he was staying the night and had stuff in his room.

We all just collapsed on the bed together and watched Wicked until we fell asleep heads on each other shoulders half way through.

The weekend passed without any news and so I went to school on Monday worry free. French passed by easily. Algebra was simple and English was a breeze. It was lunch when it all came crashing down.

Blaine came dashing up to me before I even got in line.

"Dessa!", He wheezed out of breath. "Have you seen Kurt? He hasn't been in class and he hasn't texted me."

I scrunched my eyebrows. "No. He was fine on Sunday. I don't think hes sick."

And then the speaker went off.

"Irridessa Walters and Blaine Anderson report to the front office".

We gave each other scared looks and took off through the hallway running as fast as we could. Standing in front of us now was a grimacing Officer Baker. I was really panicking now.

"We need to get in the car. Lets go."

We followed him out and he sped all the way to the station. We hurried inside. All the cops there were around us in a circle as well as Burt, Carole and Finn. As well as my family. Baker said nothing. He just handed me the paper.

'Oh darling, why on earth do you have to be so stubborn? If you just came quietly we wouldn't have gone to this. But we have. Your precious has been taken. Come tonight at midnight if you want him to go free. The old warehouse off of pine street. Can't wait to see you.'

I looked up at Baker eyes pleading. "Who?".

He waited a moment before finally saying: "Kurt Hummel."

I dropped the paper and Blaine gasped. I stood there for another two seconds before finally acting on the urge I've had for the last month and a half. I lunged myself at the nearest desk, snatched the scissors off them and yanked the blade across my wrist, spurting blood onto the floor.

A/N: So much drama! What kind of person am I? Well any way this was hard for me to write because we finally have the past of Irridessa. And just so you know she changed her middle name so it was her sisters. And what do you think of Dessa and Finn, eh? I think it'd be cute.

Any whoo, please, please review! I would really love to hear your thoughts!