Mike Chang was on his way back to his car after having dropped off his father's lunch at the hospital; his father had been in a rush this morning and completely forgotten it. Mike being the good son he was decided to bring it to him. He had just spotted his car in the parking deck when he heard someone screaming.

He immediately located where the sound was coming from and saw Finn siting alone in Kurt's car. Finn was slamming his fists into the dashboard and yelling curse words at the steering wheel. Even with the windows rolled up Mike could hear Finn's rage.

Mike wasn't sure if he had ever seen someone so upset before. Finn didn't even look human as he continued to bash his fists into the dash. Mike was surprised the airbags hadn't deployed with how hard Finn was punching. To Mike Finn looked more like a caged animal then one of his friends. Something was definitely wrong; the only time Mike could remotely remember Finn looking this pissed had been when Finn found out about Quinn cheating.

Mike gently tapped on the passenger window. Finn glanced up, but seemed to look past Mike. It looked almost like Finn didn't know where he was for a second. Slowly Finn seemed to come back to his senses and stared at Mike. Then Finn unlocked the car door. Mike looked hesitantly at Finn before slowly climbing into the passenger seat.

"Everything okay Finn?" Mike questioned already knowing the answer was no.

"God no, it isn't! I'm such a fucking stupid moron. Puck's probably going to die and it's all going to be my fault. I should have known better." Finn sobbed out.

Mike's facial expression dropped as what Finn said sunk in. Finn had started to bang his head against the steering wheel. Without hesitating Mike grabbed ahold of Finn's face and forced Finn to look up at him.

"Stop Finn, calm down and tell me what the hell is going on!" Mike yelled at Finn.

Finn had never heard Mike yell at anyone before. So needless to say it got his attention.

"What the hell happened is that I'm a freaking idiot! God I should have fucking known better. What kind of fucked up best friend must I be to not realize how much trouble Puck was in. I mean I saw how messed up he was yesterday, should've known it was more than a fight. God I can't believe some fucking bastard actually raped him. This is my entire freaking fault! If I wasn't such an imbecilic I would have known." Finn yelled before slumping back into his seat and sobbing again.

Mike was shocked with what he had just heard, but all he could think to do was try and comfort Finn. He slowly grabbed Finn in a tight hug began whispering soothing words to him.

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Puck was surrounded by the darkness again. He could hear a beeping sound in the distance along with a low hum. The pain was starting to surge back through him. It wasn't as persistent as before but it was still lingering just underneath the surface.

The pain was more of a dull ache now compared to the raging fire it had been earlier, but it still made Puck uneasy about opening his eyes. He couldn't remember exactly what happened last time he had opened them, but he knew it hadn't been pleasant.

Puck heard a familiar voice though and he reluctantly opened his eyes up to the world around him. He was in lightly lit room lying on a hospital bed on his stomach. He could see another IV attached to the back of his hand. He also something attached to one of his fingers that seemed to be making the beeping noise.

Puck couldn't tell where the familiar voice was coming from so tried turn over onto his back to be able to see what was going on around him better. Puck soon thought of that as easily being the biggest mistake of his life as the burning fire came back with vengeance. His scream of pain was so loud he was sure he had broken a window.

As soon as the scream rang out Dr. Chang rushed over to the side of Puck's bed. He slowly eased Puck back onto his stomach before kneeling down so he could be at eye level with Puck.

"Easy now Noah, you're in too much pain to be lying on your back just yet. Just take deep breath in then let it out nice and slowly. You probably won't be able to lie on your back again for another week or two. Do you know where you are, do you remember anything?" Dr. Chang asked.

Puck clamped his eyes shut and grit his teeth the pain slowly tapered back to its dull ache. Puck then did as he was told taking in a deep breath in then slowly letting it back out. He repeated this a few more times before opening his eyes back up.

"S-sorry just hurts." Puck mumbled in such a tiny voice he wasn't even sure it was his.

"I know Noah, and I really don't want to upset or hurt you anymore then you already are, you've already been through so much, but the police are here. They want to talk to you about who did this to you." Dr. Chang said sounding apologetic.

Puck began to tremble again, which just added to his pain. The only thing he could think about was that they all knew now. They all knew he was a sick disgusting freak that deserved to rot in hell. This was his entire fault he should have been able to keep his father's hands off of him. He knew it was his fault his father had made that clear plenty of times. If only he could make himself look more repulsing to his father, then his father would just leave him alone. He already felt beyond repulsing to himself. That's all Puck could think, he was just so scared that everyone would hate him for the rest of his pitiful life. Puck just wanted to feel safe again, the problem was he never felt safe anymore.

"Would it help if maybe someone was in here with you? Your mother and sister aren't here yet but there on their way. I'm sorry but no one was able to reach your father yet, but some of your classmates from school are still here. Would you like one of them to come in and sit with you?" Dr. Chang asked hopping that would make it easier on Noah.

"K-kurt" Puck barely managed to squeak out.