AN: Sorry this is taking so long to get posted, but I'm super busy with school right now.
"Alright I'll see what I can do. I'll be right back." Mr. Chang stated as calmly as he could to Puck before he left the room.
Mr. Chang stepped out into a small but cozy waiting room stuffed full with people looking worried. There were people pacing, some drifting off to sleep in chairs and few were sitting quietly holding back tears. He could see his own son resting his head on his girlfriend's shoulder trying to focus on the television.
"Umm, is the family of Noah Puckerman present?" Dr. Chang asked looking around the room he was surprised when all but three people stood up and walked towards him including his son and two police officers.
"Dad his family still isn't here. We got a call from his mother about ten minutes ago saying that there stuck in some huge storm and they have to wait it out until it passes." Mike explained to his father while running his hand through his hair.
"His father still isn't answering our calls. Is the boy going to be all right?" An older man with a baseball cap on his head asked.
"I can't really go into any details without a member of his family being present, but I can say he is stable and awake." Dr. Chang stated looking around at all the people who seemed to be there solely for Puck.
"Oh thank god" several people exclaimed at once.
"Is he stable enough for questioning then?" One of the police officers asked.
"The sooner we talk to him the better." The other police officer added.
"Yes I believe so but I need to stay in the room to make sure you don't put too much stress on him. He also wants to know if someone named Kurt can be present as well to make it easier on him." Dr. Chang stated.
"I'm sorry you can be in the room but no one else. Until we know who did this we have to treat everyone as a suspect. He may be so traumatized that he identifies with his attacker and may try to protect them to protect himself." One of the officers stated solemnly.
The man with the baseball cap looked absolutely disgusted by what the police officer had just said and looked ready to throw a punch. Before he could though a young man grabbed him by the arm and pulled him over to the side and began whispering to him.
"Alright, well officers if you'll just follow me on back then." Dr. Chang stated before heading back out of the waiting room.
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Puck was all by himself in the hospital room. He was left all alone with nothing but his thoughts and all that pain. Everything just seemed to be bubbling under the surface for him. He felt like something inside him was breaking, maybe it was already broken.
He was so afraid of everything anymore. He couldn't explain why either, he had never felt this bad before. Never been this scared before. It wasn't like this was the first time his dad had done this to him, and it probably wasn't the last.
If he thought about it though the last time had been different from all the other times. His freaking body had reacted to his father's touches. It had never done that before and it scared the hell out of him.
His badass persona was gone just like that. To scared of how sick he truly was inside, it had vanished just like that. It was gone without a trace, leaving behind nothing but the empty broken shell of human being behind.
As far as Puck could tell that part of him was dead. The part that had always protected him was gone. He wished he was here even if it was just a disguise to hide behind; at least it made him feel safe.
That's why he had wanted Kurt, to feel safe again. Instead of Kurt walking in though two police officers did. One of them kneeled down beside Puck so he could make eye contact with him.
"Hello Noah my name is officer Dean and that's my partner over there officer Sam." Officer Dean stated calmly to Puck.
The other officer waved politely to Puck as he took a seat next to Dr. Chang in a chair near Puck's bed.
"Now Noah we just want you to tell us what happened. You're not in trouble, and no one is going to hurt you. We just want to catch the person responsible and put them behind bars. If at any time you need a break just let me know and we'll be done for a while." Dean said in a gentle voice.
Puck didn't understand why the two officers were even bothering. He wasn't going to be telling them anything. It's not like they really cared, no one did. Why should they after all he was the sick one in this mess. That's what his father always said anyway. Puck was just too fuckable for his own good. His father always asked how was he supposed to resist when Puck was always tempting him.
Tears started to roll down Puck's eyes as he felt a hand on his shoulder. Images of the first time his dad had taken him started to flash before his eyes. His dad was placing his hand on his shoulder pushing him down into the cold dirt beneath him. The smell of alcohol hitting his nose as his father licked the back of his neck pulling down his pants in the process.
He could still hear the roaring of the campfire next to them as his father rubbed his hands along his bare ass. Whispering into Puck's ear how he would never forget his first camping trip. The woods seemed to swallow all of his screams up.
The screams were becoming louder and louder. He just wanted to get away from the loud noises, not even realizing it was himself that was screaming anymore. He could hear his father screaming Noah over and over again. He hated that name, the way his father said it. That name became a sin to Noah that night.