A/N: So, yeah, sorry no update yesterday. My schedule is picking up again. As of thursday I start school and my life will be insane. There won't be that many updates because of it but I will try my hardest. I'm getting a laptop soon so I could do it in school during free period or something. Or late at night. Any way, I hope you don't all kill me for this. It was very painful to write. I might update again tonight, depends on my creativity level. Here we go.

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?

Seven: Blood Drops and Warehouses

After the blood hit the floor everything seemed to happen in slow motion. I remember being tackled to the ground by Blaine, Finn kicking the make shift blade out of my hand. I heard screaming and the police officers were closing in. I remember thrashing under Blaine and screaming. Tears running down my cheeks. I was yelling for Blaine to get off me, for the officers to get away, and to no one why the hell it had to be Kurt.

I had to go save him.

But I don't think I could face those monsters again.

After they had forced some of my anxiety pills down my throat, and threatened my with a tazzer, I calmed down enough for them to look at my wrist. It was wide but not deep but was going to scar. Good, it'll be a souvenir for tonight if I lived past tonight.

So I now sat with Blaine on one side, Finn on the other, me holding both their hands as the grown ups talked. I didn't feel like talking yet. After about ten minutes though I didn't have a choice. Officer Baker came over.

"Look, Irridessa. I know this is very stressful for you. But were going to send you in their and both of you will come out. They will be surrounded. Your going in with a bullet proof vest and me following you in the shadows."

I looked up at him my eyes blazing.

"I want one."

"Of what?".

"A gun. I'm not going in their unarmed." I said defiantly.

He stared at me. "No. No way."

"Yes way. I know how to shoot. Micheal took me to the range more than once. If I need to I can use it", I snarled at him standing up. "I've been tortured by these people and you want me going in unarmed? Hell no. I'm going in with. A. Gun." I said defiantly.

We stared at each other and I could tell the two boys behind me were feeling uncomfortable. I had to look up into his face because he was so tall. He grimanced.

"Your parents have to sign paper work. You don't turn eighteen for another few weeks."

I grinned at him. He walked away grumbling. Then of course Blaine came and voiced his worry.

"Dessie", He said voice thick from crying. "Is that really a good idea? I mean—".

"Blaine." I cut him off. "I am not going in their unarmed. I promise, you will have Kurt back."

Twenty minutes later I was practicing in the shooting range hitting the paper cut outs in the head and chest. Blaine winced every time the trigger was pulled. At eleven thirty it was time to go. I gave myself one last look in the mirror. My blonde hair and streaks were brushed out. My eyes lined with black. I was wearing red skinny jeans and a 'My Chemical Romance' T-shirt. I took the fully loaded gun and tucked it in the waist band of jeans in the back. I gave my wrist a look. It was bandaged with cotton and taped around my wrist. Red had bled through slightly.

I walked out of the bathroom door to be greeted by the line of people who loved me. It was my family first.

"Be careful Dessa", My mother whispered.

"I will. I love you."

I hugged all three of them. It was Burt and Carole next. Carole was crying.

"You'll bring him back?". He asked.

I nodded.

"And you'll come back?", Carole asked.

"I will."

And I hugged them too. Next was Blaine who was crying again. I put my hand on his cheek.

"I'm going to bring him back Blaine. I promise."

"Be careful." He croaked out.

I hugged him tightly, breathing him, wanting to remember him. Last was Finn. It surprised me that he was here but I was glad. He hugged me before he started talking.

"Please come back to me, okay? Just...please."

I buried my head in his chest. "I will Finn."

When I looked up at him what he did next surprised me. His lips bent down to find mine. It was short and sweet and had sorrow behind it. When we parted I brushed my hand down his cheek.

A good bye formed on my lips but he stopped it.

"Don't say it. Because if you do it will feel like forever until you get back."

I smiled at him. "I'll see you soon."

Baker and I walked towards the door. I gave them all one last look and a sad smile. I turned my head forward and walked out the door. All of those felt like good byes. And I had a horrible feeling that I wasn't coming back.

The warehouse was surrounded by Lima's entire police force. I stood with Bakers hands on my shoulders. I had the gun safely tucked away and stared at the building. He gave my shoulders a squeze and then dropped them.

"Ready?", He asked.

"As ever."

"Count to thirty after you enter and I'll be behind you."

I nodded and walked to the door of the building. I opened it, it creaked, and I walked in. I stepped into a lit area. It was big, open, and dusty. At the other end stood Jamie and Theo, with Kurt tied up between them. They said nothing as I approached them. They looked the same as they did four years ago besides a bit more gray hair.

Jamie and her soft brown hair was now tinged gray around the edges. Her lightly tanned skin and chocolate eyes looked cold. Theo was still as tall and bulky as I remembered. His black hair cropped short and his dark skin rippling over muscles. The only difference in his face was the scar running from forehead to cheek bone. I remember I had done that with a pen. I felt a surge of confidence. Jamie spoke.

"Oh, Irridessa, darling, how I've missed you." She said. She didn't move though.

I looked at Kurt. He was gagged. I winced at the bruise that formed across his pale skin. It wrapped around his left eye and down his cheek. He was crying.

"Let him go." I said bluntly.

She frowned at me. "Not even a 'hello' or 'I missed you'?."

I kept my cool. "That was the deal. I showed up, now let him go."

She sneered at me but bent down and ripped a pocket knife up the ropes and yanked the gag out of his mouth he sputtered for a moment and got to his feet. He approached my slowly eyes saying everything.

"Go out side Kurt. You'll be fine." I said quietly.

He walked slowly out of the room and I heard the door creak. Baker must have gone in now.

"Now that that fag it out of the way—".

"Don't you call him that!", I shouted at her. She glared at me.

Theo pointed his gun at me. "Watch your mouth you ungrateful little bitch!".

"Theo! Leave her alone. Its not her fault she was raised that way with that miserable black."

"She was more of a mother to me than you were!". I shouted at her.

She looked at me and approached slightly. "Speaking of mothering wheres your sister?".

A memory hit me. What Baker tried to tell me in the hospital. She didn't know.

"Shes dead. You killed her."

And things went into to slow motion after that. She lunged at me with the knife spitting things about how she loved us and that she would never do that. I yelled back that she was delusional. I kicked at her and she wound up slashing my leg. My sense finally kicked in and I pulled the gun out at her. I heard shouting and knew Baker and his back ups were moving in. I turned at Theo his gun still raised. I pointed mine at him. I heard two shots. One after the other. I felt a searing pain in my left side. I saw blood sputter from his left eye. He fell over. I did too.

Bakers head appeared above mine. He was talking but I couldn't hear him. I felt a sudden pressure on my side and tried to get away. I think I saw the word ambulance on his lips. I reached down to my side over what was there. I came back with a bloodied hand. I started to freak out. He shot me. Omigod Iwasgoingtodie! IpromisedFinn! I...

A black-gray started tinging around my vision. Baker looked more frantic. I played with the blood on my hand. I leaned it over and wrote on the ground. Baker looked at it and then at me. I saw him nod as the blackness took me.

The last thing I remembered was whispering the words in my head.

'If I don't make it, tell Finn I love him'.

A/N: So yeah, I really hope you liked it, or hated it. Just don't kill me! Yell at me! But to do that you must click the review button! Until next time!