After Santana slapped Finn, things moved very fast. Mr Shue took Santana out of the auditorium and into Principal Figgins' office with Miss Corcoran and Finn trailing behind to discuss a punishment for Santana. Blaine couldn't say that he felt bad for Finn though. There were days where he wished that he could do the same thing to Finn...of course he wouldn't actually do it though. After the meeting with Figgins', Finn got both glee clubs, the Trouble Tones and the New Directions together into the choir room for a special group lesson to help Santana come to terms with her "sexuality". Blaine didn't understand why that was necessary. No one had helped him, or had helped Kurt. Why should Santana get this kind of special treatment? Coming to terms with your sexuality was something that a person should do by themselves on their own time. People could tell you just how much they still loved you, but if you weren't ready nothing on the face of earth could change your mind.

"Can someone tell us what's going on, please?" Mercedes asked in her typical diva fashion as Finn wrote "Lady Music Week" on the whiteboard in the front of the room.

"This week…" Finn began. "The Trouble Tones and New Directions will both be singing music created by ladies and for ladies."

"Oh hell no." Santana said.

"Next well, all of us will be going to Sectionals and one of us is probably going to win, but Santana we're worried about you." Finn told her.

"Oh worry about yourself, fetus face." She shot back.

"Glee's about learning how to accept yourself for who you are, no matter what other people think and that's what this music is all about." Finn replied trying desperately to get her on board.

"So wait, I don't even get a say in this?" Santana asked. "Not cool."

"Everybody in this room knows about you and Brittany and we don't judge you for it. We celebrate it because it's who you are. And look, I know not everybody outside of this room is as accepting and cool, but we're doing this assignment this week so that you know in this rotten, stinking, mean world that you at least have a group of people who will stand by you and support your choices to be whoever you want to be. That's it. That's what we're doing here. " Finn told her before motioning over to Blaine and Kurt who got up from their chairs and walked to the center of the floor.

"Santana, Kurt and I have a song that we like to sing to each other in the car and we want to sing it for you right now." Blaine began

"Well, there's nothing i'd love more than having two pretty ponies serenade me. I think we'd get further staging a gel-ervention for Blaine than singing lady music." She shot back in her typical snarky fashion. Blaine just let it roll off his back. He remembered how hard it had been for him when he came out...or rather was outed.

He was on his fourteenth foster home and in his freshmen year of high school. He didn't have many friends, but there was one guy on the soccer team that was nice enough to talk to him. His name was Logan. They became really good friends. Logan was one of the closest friends that Blaine had ever had in his whole life. Then, that all changed in one night. He and Logan were out at the local pizzeria after Logan's practice getting a bite to eat. The tension between the two of them was undeniable and Blaine thought that it was because Logan liked him. Blaine knew that he was gay at that age. He had known since he was about eleven. He had just never acted on it. Now, he couldn't help himself. He really liked Logan. So, when Logan had let his guard down, Blaine snuck a quick peck onto his lips and smiled back at him after he broke away. But, Logan wasn't smiling.

"What the hell did you do that for?" Logan roared as he wiped at his lips.

"I thought...that, that you liked me." Blaine stammered.

"I'm not some dumb fag." Logan yelled. "I didn't think you were either, but now I guess I know the truth." he shot back at Blaine. Logan threw his napkin onto the table and then walked swiftly out of the pizzeria.

"Logan! Wait!" Blaine yelled after him. Logan turned around and pushed him to the sidewalk.

"Stay away from me fag!" he yelled before running off. Blaine was so embarrassed. He had really thought that Logan liked him. He was sure his embarrassment was the worst thing he could possibly feel, but boy was he wrong. The next morning when he got to school, in bright red letters across his locker, was the word FAG. Blaine felt liked he wanted to cry.

"Hey Anderson." A voice behind him said. When Blaine turned around he saw the captain of the soccer team, Liam and the rest of the team with Logan hidden safely in the back. "We heard what you did to our boy here." He said pointing to Logan. "We'd like to give you something in exchange." Before Blaine could even move two guys had their hands on him and were dragging him into the bathroom into one of the stalls. Blaine knew what was coming. Swirleys were a favorite bullying method at Westerville High School.

"No, please don't.'" Blaine begged in a soft whimpered. The jocks didn't listen. They just shoved his head into the toilet and started flushing. Blaine didn't think he would ever be able to breathe again. When they finished, they left him gasping for air on the dirty bathroom floor.

"Do you need some help?" a quiet voice asked. Blaine looked up and it was another boy, Casey if Blaine remembered correctly. He was the only other gay kid in the school. Casey walked over and helped Blaine up. "Swirleys are the worst, but don't worry they'll stop soon and then you'll just get the occasional locker check." he told Blaine.

"How do you do this everyday?" Blaine asked.

"It's hard, I'm not going to lie." Casey began. "It would be better if I had a friend to go through it with though." He said before sticking his hand out formally. "I'm Casey." he told him.

"Blaine." Blaine replied with a smiled. From that point, he and Casey braved the bullies together. Blaine even asked him to the Sadie Hawkins dance and he accepted. They had an amazing night dancing. It was finally like they were normal teenagers, that was until they left for the night and were waiting for Casey's Dad to pick them up. They spotted Liam, Logan, and one other guy walking towards them. Liam had a baseball bat.

"Well if it isn't the fags." Liam roared with an evil laugh. Casey and Blaine cowered behind one another. Logan and the other guy grabbed Casey first and Liam started to beat him with the bat. Each hit was excruciating to watch. Blaine kept telling himself, "Stop being a coward. Be strong for once in your life." He stop up and ran over to Logan.

"Logan, please, stop this. I'm sorry for kissing you I really am. Just leave him alone and take me." Blaine said. Logan glanced his way hesitantly and nodded it Liam. The dropped Casey and grabbed Blaine. Liam swung at him until the bat broke and then he started punching him. Blaine eventually faded into darkness. When he woke up, he was in a bright white room.

"Where am I?" he asked.

"You're in a hospital." he heard someone say. He recognized it to be the voice of his social worker, Jenny Of course his foster parents couldn't bother or care enough to be there.

"Where's Casey?" Blaine asked.

"Honey, I'm so sorry, but Casey passed away." Jenny told him. Just like that, the only friend Blaine had ever had, was gone.

Blaine was pulled from his thoughts when he heard Kurt's voice. "I know it's hard. It was hard for me too, but you can get through this."

"If you would just stop being so defensive…" Blaine hinted.

"I'm trying, but your hideous bowties are provoking me." She shot back, in the defensive manner that Blaine was just talking about.

"Wait, are we talking lady on lady or girl on girl because there's a big difference?" Puck asked.

"Puck. Focus, okay" Mr Shue reminded him before turning to Kurt and Blaine. "Kurt, Blaine, why don't you kick us off with what you got." he said. Then the band started playing "Perfect" by Pink. This song was one that always succeeded in making Blaine smile, which is what he was doing as he watched his boyfriend sing the opening bars. Then he joined and in and everything just felt perfect. When the song ended everyone clapped for them. Santana even smiled for the first time all day.

"Thank you guys. Thank you Finn, especially." She said. "With all the horrible bullcrap that I've been through in my life… now I get to add that." She shot at Kurt and Blaine with a sarcastic little clap. Blaine was fighting really hard not to roll his eyes. If she wasn't ready to accept herself, that was her problem, but she didn't need to bring the people just trying to help down around her. Blaine wished he had gotten something like this when he was outed. No, instead he got a broken leg and a coma for three days. She didn't understand at all how lucky she truly was.

Blaine went home really frustrated that day. When he got home, Kim was sitting on the floor playing with Sami. "Hey honey, how did your day go?" she asked.

"Not very good." Blaine sighed. "I don't want to talk about it. I just want this adorable baby to make me feel better." he said as he laid on the floor and picked up Sami and held her high above his head. The little girl giggled and drooled, which fell onto Blaine's face. "Eww Sami! That's so gross." he said as he put her on the ground and wiped off her face.

"What do you expect?" Kim laughed. "When you put the drool machine over you, you're gonna get wet. Just be thankful she didn't puke on you like she did on me. Did she at least make you feel better?"

"Yeah. She did." Blaine laughed.

"It's gonna get better honey. One day, you'll be out doing something amazing. I bet you'll be in some magazine or even on the TV and i'll look at it and just smile and say that I told you so.' Kim said. "Because, you're going places kid." Blaine smiled and hugged his foster mother. She was one of the only people in his life that had ever believed in him and made him feel happy and even loved. Today it was just what he needed to feel better.

"Oh, I forgot to ask," Blaine said. "How did Charlie's interview go?"

"I don't know yet." Kim said. "She left about a half an hour ago. We'll see when she gets home. Let's hope for the best."

"Good idea." Blaine replied. The next day was the Senior Class President voting in the gym. Blaine knew Kurt was so nervous, so he did his best to calm him down and reassure him that even after the votes were cast that he was going to win. Then during Glee, Principal Figgins came in and took Kurt away. That looked like a good sign.

Kurt was gone for a while and didn't come back to rehearsal. When Blaine finally saw him again he was at his locker and saw Krut come up to him.

"Hi babe" Blaine said before turning around. When he did, he stopped dead in his tracks. "Kurt honey, what's wrong?" he asked. Kurt's eyes were filled to the brink with tears and were threatening to spill over. Blaine took his hand. "Let's go in here." He said as he pulled him into the choir room. They both sat down in one of the hard plastic chairs. "Now tell me what's wrong." He replied. This was when Kurt broke down. The tears in his eyes flowed freely down in his face. Blaine grabbed him and pulled him into a deep hug. Blaine ran his fingers up and down Kurt's back as he sobbed into his chest. "Shh shh, It's okay." Blaine soothed. Kurt's sobbing only got worse as Blaine continued to comfort him. His breaths got shallower and Kurt began to hyperventilate. "Hey, honey, breathe. You have to breathe. Look at me." Blaine said as he directed Kurt's head to look at his. "Ready, breathe in." Blaine said as he took a deep breath in. Kurt did the same and followed Blaine as he let out a long breath. Soon, Kurt's breathing evened out and his sobs turned to just sniffles. Blaine held Kurt close again and kissed his forehead until he stopped crying. "Do you want to tell me what's wrong now?" he asked sympathetically. Kurt nodded.

"Someone stuffed the ballot box and they think it was me." Kurt said.

"What? But, you wouldn't do something like that?" Blaine said.

"I know, but they don't have anyone else in mind. So they think that it has to be me, but I didn't do it. Blaine, I swear I didn't do it." Kurt said as his eyes teared up again.

"I know you didn't sweetheart." Blaine said. "I believe you."

"Well you're the only one. Now I'll never get into NYADA because they're going to suspend me and it'll go on my record." Kurt cried.

"Maybe not..." Blaine said as he stood up.

"Where are you going?" Kurt asked.

"I'm going to tell Figgins that I stuffed the ballot boxes." Blaine said. "Then he'll suspend me and he can't suspend you."

"No, Blaine I can't ask you to do that." Kurt said quickly.

"Honey, I want to. I will do anything to help you achieve your dreams." Blaine said as he placed a kiss on his lips. Kurt nodded and before he could say another thing Blaine was out of the room and walking towards Principal Figgins office. Finn was about halfway down the hallway.

"Dude where are you going?" he asked.

"To tell Figgins that I stuffed the ballot box." Blaine responded.

"You don't have to do that." Finn replied quickly.

"Yes I do. Kurt will never get into NYADA if I don't" Blaine said as he tried to push past Finn.

"You don't need to do that because Rachel is already telling Figgins that it was her." Finn said.

"Why is she doing that? Then she won't get into NYADA. She doesn't need to lie." Blaine said.

"She's not lying. She actually did it." Finn replied.

"What? What the hell was she thinking?" Blaine responded angrily.

"She was just trying to help Kurt." Finn said defensively.

"No she wasn't. She didn't think this through. She never thinks anything through." Blaine growled.

"Dude, lay off. She's dealing with it. She's taking her consequences." Finn replied angrily.

"Whatever, I'm going to find my boyfriend." Blaine said before storming down the hallway. Kurt was still in the choir room. He was looking into a mirror making sure his eyes didn't look too puffy.

"How did it go?" he asked when he saw Blaine walk into the room.

"I didn't do anything." Blaine replied.

"What? What do you mean?" Kurt said.

"Rachel, she's telling Figgins that she did it because she really did." Blaine said.

"It was Rachel?" Kurt questioned with a shocked look upon his face. "Why would she do that?"

"Finn says that she did it to help you, but I think it was just for her own selfish gain. She is Rachel." Blaine said with a roll of his eyes.

"Well, whatever she did it for I'm glad that she's telling FIggins. However it still doesn't help me. I don't have student body president on my resume and I don't have the lead in Westside Story. NYADA still won't want me." Kurt said.

"NYADA will take you without them. You are extraordinary Kurt and if they can't see that then you don't need to go there." Blaine said.

"I love you." Kurt replied.

"I love you too and no matter what never give up hope on your dreams. Shoot for the moon and I will always be right beside you to help you and congratulate you when all of those dreams come true." Blaine replied. "Do you want to go and hang out?" he asked.
'No, I think I want to be alone." Kurt said. "Thank you though." he said before pressing a kiss to Blaine's lips and then leaving. Blaine sighed. He felt so bad for him, but if what Kurt wanted was space, then that was what Blaine was going to give him. He drove home and save Kim in the kitchen reading a magazine at the table.

"Hey." He said.

"Hi." She replied with a smile.

"Hey, do you know where Charlie is? I was asleep by the time that she came home last night. I wanted to see how her interview went."Blaine asked.

'Well… It didn't go well. The family didn't want her. They apparently didn't really know anything about her. You know here social worker is such a flake. She isn't taking it well and asked to go out on a walk just to clear her head." Kim told him.

"That's awful." Blaine replied. "I feel so bad for her."

"I do too, but maybe it's best to just leave her alone." Kim said. Blaine nodded and began to walk away when he felt his phone vibrate. Thinking it was Kurt, he took his phone and went outside, but when he checked the caller ID he saw that it was Charlie.

"Hello?" He said when he pressed the call button.

"Blaine…" Charlie whimpered. He knew that whimper. Something was wrong.

"Charlie? What's wrong?" he asked.

"I- I just wanted to say goodbye." Charlie said.

"Charlie, no. Where are you?" Blaine said a little panicked.

"It doesn't matter."She replied. "Goodbye Blaine." she said before hanging up. No. This could not be happening. He took a moment and thought. It he was going to commit suicide where would he go. Suddenly it hit him and he started to run. He ran over to this bridge that was relatively isolated and only a few miles from their house. He saw Charlie standing on the ledge looking down.

"Charlie stop!" he yelled. She turned around. Her eyes were puffy from crying and there were wet tear tracks all down her face.

"Blaine? What are you doing here?" she sobbed.

"This bridge is a good place to do it." Blaine said. "I've thought about it myself. It's way better than hanging, cutting your wrists, or even pills. You just fall and hopefully die on impact in the cool water."

"You can't stop me." she declared. "You don't get it. No one wants me. No one in my entire life has ever wanted me." she cried. "My own mother didn't even want me."

"Charlie… you…" Blaine began.

"No! Blaine, you don't get it. You have Kurt and all your friends at Dalton and at Mckinley. I don't have anyone. Annie, Lucas, and Sami all look up to you and Kim loves you like a son. Do you think that they really love me? They put up with me." She cried. "I don't want to be in a world where no one wants me."

"I want you." Blaine said.

"What?" She cried.
"I want you." he said again. "Charlie, you're so special. I know that you've been through so much, but you have to look forward to all the amazing things that are going to happen in your future. We both are going to have amazing lives. We're just getting all of our bad things out of the way early so our futures can be bright." Blaine said. "And it isn't true what you said. Annie looks up to you too. I'm not a girl and you can help her through so many things that I can't. I've seen the way you act when Lucas asks you to read a book with him. Kim cares and loves you too. She just doesn't understand what you've been through. As for your mom, you're better off not knowing her. I had a mom and she didn't give a damn about me. She let my father beat my brother and I senseless. That doesn't scream love to me. But, Charlie I love you as a sister, one that I've never had. So please, come down off of the ledge. Take my hand because I want you. I want you to stay with me. I want you to stay alive. I want you to know that in this crazy messed up world that seems like it's always against us, that one person, at least, wants you around, will always want you around." he said. Charlie was full on sobbing at this point. She looked back and forth from Blaine's hand to the body of water that lay below her. Finally she reached out and grabbed onto Blaine's hand and he helped her down and pulled her into a hug.

"Everything is going to be okay. I promise." Blaine said as he took her hand. "Walk with me. Trust me." he said and she nodded. They walked down the road and over to the hospital that lay almost just across the bridge.

"Blaine no…" She cried.

"They can help you in a way that I can." he said. "Do this if not for yourself than for me." Blaine begged.

"Will you promise to stay with me?" She asked.

"Forever." He said as they walked in together. They got Charlie checked into the psych ward and then Blaine called Kim.

"Blaine? Where are you?" she asked when she picked up the phone.

"I can't talk for very long, but I'm at the hospital. Charlie tried to commit suicide by jumping off of a bridge. I talked her down, but she needs help. We're at Lima General. You should hurry over. See if Tom can come home early just this once. Charlie needs you." Blaine said

"Okay, I'll be right over." Kim said before hanging up. Blaine put his phone back into his pocket and then walked back into Charlie's room and sat next to her bed. They really hadn't done anything for he just yet except for put her hands in restraints. He took her hand held it.

"Blaine…" She said hesitantly. "Can I tell you something?" she asked.

"Anything." Blaine told her.
"That night when you picked me up at that party, I lied when I said I got hit on accident. This guy took me in his room and he- he….did stuff to me. When I tried to get away he punched me in the face and I blacked out. When I woke up...I-I... Blaine...he raped me." She said quietly. Blaine was speechless.

"Why didn't you tell me?" he asked.

"I was scared." She replied. "Please don't tell anyone. Please." She begged. He pulled her into a hug, but didn't say anything. He couldn't promise that he wouldn't tell. He couldn't let this guy do this to anyone else. He deserved to go to jail for what he had done to Charlie. But, for now he just needed to be there for Charlie, for his sister. He didn't care if they weren't biologically related. She was his sister and big brother's didn't let anyone do that to there little sister's and get away with it. Family protected and cared for one another.