The two bedroom apartment had a small living room and a kitchen, it had walls covered with chipped paint. Most of the furniture were hand-me-downs from the local synagogue the family attended every Sunday. The apartment was infested with rats and cockroaches; the floor in every room was covered with a brown carpet, the landlord once swore it had originally been yellow but now it looked more like a light brown colour. A small boy laid on the carpeted floor with toy blocks set out and a few broken action figures laid beside the blocks that had been set up as a pyramid.

Noah crashed his action man action figure into his toy blocks making a bomb sound with his lips, his father stumbled into the small apartment barely standing properly on his feet. The tall, tan skinned man, balding man just at the center of his head; stared down at his son with disgust in his eyes. He released a growl before moving to the bedroom where Nora Puckerman was nursing an injection in her hand. The door slammed shut as the man entered the room, Noah could hear his mother's loud screams and the sound of two forces colliding.

He silently stared at the door longing to go there and fight to protect his mother but he was too scared, he chose to his room. His room had peeling green wall paper and a single bed pushed towards the wall, a toy chest sat at the bottom of the bed. Noah ran up to the side of the bed and hid under it just. He did it because in the event his father came out looking for him, he would never find him. 'The screaming would end soon and his dad would be gone again for another few weeks' he assured himself as his shut his eyes and tried to go to his happy place. 'This is how it always happens and how it always ended, the next day his mom would be gone before he wakes up and he would have to take the bus to school'.

He felt alone as if his whole world was breaking with every scream, he hated being weak, he hated being unable to help anyone. The last time he tried to help his Ma' he got a beating with the metal of his father's belt. He spent a week in the hospital, his mother had warned him after that to stay away from his dad when he was in his 'mood'. The 'mood' usually involved his dad bent over and stumbling into the apartment, sometimes talking/ mumbling to himself and other times almost falling over and tripping over nothing. Noah was not sure what was wrong with the man but it didn't help the trapped feeling he felt when the man got in that mood and terrorized his struggling family.

Noah moved deeper and deeper into the safety of his bed, it wasn't always like this sometimes his dad was normal. Sometimes his father would take him fishing, they would catch dinner together, and sometimes his dad would take him to the park and play with him. They would play catch, they would be a normal family but then there were times like this that it got really bad and he wouldn't see either of them for days. Mrs. Sharon Gale would feed him for small chores done around her house. He would act like nothing was wrong and if the Kains called child protective services he would lie Mrs. Sharon was babysitting him and his mom had gone to work.

He had it knew what he had to do because this was not the first time and even though he hoped it would be the last. Deep down inside he knows the truth.

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Kurt swung higher and higher on the red and white stripped swing set that stood tall at the center of the playground. He kicked his legs back and forth as the swing moved, gaining more speed with every push. Brittany stood behind Kurt as he swung, she pushed him every time he seemed to slow down to help him go faster. He smiled as he went higher and higher, he almost felt like he was flying high in the sky and it brought a calming feeling with it.

She stopped soon after and watched Kurt's swing slow down into a halt, a pout on her cherry lips, slowly she crossed her arms across her chest. "Kurt it is not fair!" she declared loudly. "It's my turn to get on the swing, you have been swinging for hours!"

Kurt frowned but stood up giving Brittany a chance to sit, he didn't want to but they had just learnt about sharing. The teacher said you share with your friends, with your family and people you love. Kurt heard a loud cry, he turned his head to see that Noah had hit the kid with curly hair and thick framed glasses.

He gasped in shock, he watched the kid run off to tell the teacher, Noah just smirked and turned back to his friend with black hair before holding to light a five dollar bill.

Kurt didn't understand what Noah and his friend were smiling about, they were being mean to someone so why were they so happy? Noah's eyes turned his eyes met Kurt's and held the gaze for a second before Kurt frowned and looked away. He didn't understand why Noah had to be so mean and pick on other kids, he was happy Noah did not pick on him though.

"Noah is mean, I don't like him" Brittany said loudly, Kurt turned to look at her wondering why Brittany's cheeks were red as she stared at Noah. With a shake of his head he moved to the back of the firat swing on the twin swing set.

Brittany sat down, Kurt pushed her higher and higher, Brittany squealed and giggled which mad Kurt happy. He was happy his friend was having fun because of him, he thought back to class, they were taught that sharing with others makes you happy, Kury did not believe it at first. He was happy and he never really had to share anything with anyone but his daddy and mommy.

Recess ended and the students filed back into class but not before Noah could put a mud pie in Blaine's hair. The short boy cried loudly, Kurt felt bad for him, he didn't like Blaine because Blaine was mean and pushed him, but it did not mean Kurt wanted to see Blaine cry or see Noah bully Blaine.

During Lunch Noah approached Kurt with a juice box, his cheeks turned bright red when Kurt took the box from him. "Thank you" Noah ran off after Kurt thanked him. Kurt did not understand him at all Noah was mean to everyone but Kurt and Noah's black haired friend.

Kurt wondered if he was Noah's friend, if that was why he was always nice to Kurt. Kurt looked to where Noah had run off too, he had tripped Blaine and was laughing as Blaine stayed on the ground crying.

"I am going to tell Noah to stop being a meanie face" Kurt said. Quinn, Santana and Brittany all looked scared, as if he had told them he chopped the heads off their Barbie's.

"You should not go over there Kurt, Noah will start picking on you too if you annoy him" Quinn warned.

"But its not fair, he keeps picking on Blaine." Kurt frowned.

"But he isn't picking on us" Santana replied. "If you go over there, we won't be your friend anymore!"

Kurt turned his face away, he wanted to help but he couldn't do it alone. He didn't help Blaine, he chose to sit back in silence even though he felt bad inside. He didn't want to be a taddle tad so couldn't go run to tell the teacher.

He felt aweful and wasn't so sure he liked Noah anymore because he was just a meanie head.

School ended and Kurt's dad was running late, everyone had left excluding Noah, Blaine and he. They all sat at their desks, Blaine's head resting on his desk while Noah had a red face and looked at everything but Kurt. Kurt stared at the two of them wondering why they could not all be friends. Why Noah needed to be mean to Blaine in the first place.

Kurt stood from his seat and walked to Noah's desk, Noah stared up at him with widened brown eyes looking scared. "Hi Noah" Kurt began.

"Hi" Noah replied with a nervous tone.

"You should stop being mean to Blaine" Kurt began. Hearing his name Blaine looked up and turned to look at Kurt. "He is dirty and smelly but so are you, the two of you should be friends."

"No" Noah replied with a frown.

"Please" Kurt pleaded. "Its not nice to pick on people Noah"

"My name is Puck and I can do whatever I like so back off or you will be next." Puck snapped. It made Kurt's eyes water at the very thought that Noah would pick on him too. "Fine, just please don't cry. We can be friends, I won't pick on Blaine anymore I promise" Noah said. Kurt smiled and before Kurt knew what happened Puck had stood up and was pressed his lips to Kurt's. Kurt was shocked and confused he wanted to push Noah away but at the same time he wanted to cry. The next thing Kurt knew he was being lifted up, his daddy looked angry. Glaring at Noah with Nose flared and face red.

"Is this what you teach your damned class? To kiss other people's kids?!" Burt snapped. He stared at his son in his arms, Kurt looked down at Noah who had taken steps back and was hiding under the desk.

"Please Mr. Hummel you are terrifying the children!" The teacher pleaded, standing between Burt and the stupid kid that had the guts to kiss his angel. If only the kid was 10 years older Burt would have beaten him to a pulp till he bled and swore off pursuing Kurt.

"Scaring? What about Kurt? He has just been sexually abused by this disgusting brat!" Burt snapped in anger, he could see that Kurt was becoming frightened so he tried to cool down but it was difficult, he felt so angry.

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Burt Hummel was running late, he felt terrible about it but the Hummel Shop was just taking off and some customers came last minute to replace quick parts at an extra charge. He always blamed parents that left their kids in school for too long, he called them irresponsible. He was turning into one, with a frown he quickly changed his clothes out of the coveralls into his pair of blue denim jeans and red polo shirt.

Getting into his car he drove just under speed limit to Kurt's school, he was going to have to pay a fine for leaving his kid in school late. He walked quickly heading for his Son's classroom, he opened the door and all he could see was red. His kid had some kid pressed up to him, kissing him. For fucking sake Kurt was not old enough for this bull shit, he stormed over to them and lifted Kurt up in his hands.

Just as he did the teacher came into the classroom, she held a paper towel in her hands, drying it slowly. "Is this what you teach your damned class? To kiss other people's kids?!" Burt snapped at her. He stared at his son in his arms, Kurt looked down at Noah who had taken steps back and was hiding under the desk.

"Please Mr. Hummel you are terrifying the children!" The teacher pleaded, standing between Burt and the stupid kid that had the guts to kiss his angel. He wondered if she did not understand that some punk was trying to sexually assault his kid.

"Scaring? What about Kurt? He has just been sexually abused by this disgusting brat!" Burt snapped, he heard Kurt whimper. He didn't want to scare Kurt but he also could not ignore the fact that some bastard had tried to rape his son.

"Mr. Hummel they are children, we can just talk to them to not do it again." She replied, the reply made Burt's blood boil. "It was a harmless kiss, I am sure Noah feel bad for what he did"

"Bad? He feels bad? He kissed my kid!" Burt snapped. Without any more words but a shake of his head he carried Kurt to the car and strapped him in at the back seat.

"Daddy my bag is in class" Kurt said in a whisper, Burt returned to get it. This was definitely the end of this Public school experiment Elizabeth had suggested, it was either a private school or home schooling for Kurt were the teachers looked out for his baby.

Burt got into the car after placing Kurt's bag beside him. "Am I in trouble?" Kurt asked half way through the ride home.

"Of course not Buddy" Burt assured him. "You are my baby, you can never be in trouble with me"

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12 years later.

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Kurt sighed, crossing his arms around his chest. His mother placed a soft kiss to his cheeks as she placed a plate with an omelet before him. He glared at his Dad, who stood before with glaring eyes. "Dad, it's almost my final year!" Kurt snapped in anger.

"Well you should have thought of that before you started sleeping in some guy's bed in school!" Burt snapped. "You completely betrayed your mother's and my trust and for what? Some guy who is in your boarding school."

"He is my boyfriend Dad, we have been dating for two years. He spent Christmas with us last year!" Kurt snapped.

"That guy is no good, how many times can he cheat on you before you realize you are better than that Sebastian guy? My decision is final, you are not going back to that school." Burt snapped, he turned his back to Kurt and left the kitchen. Elizabeth sighed and began to nibble on her slice of toast as she stared at her son who sat across her with red eyes, he had been crying since Burt announced that Kurt was changing schools.

"Baby don't worry let him cool off and then I will talk to him, you should be free to make your own mistakes" Elizabeth said calmly.

"So he cheated three times, he didn't mean it. I should have never said anything" Kurt ran a hand through his hair as tears fell from his eyes.

"Baby he is not the only guy that will ever realize how special you are, you can do so much better than him." Elizabeth smiled at Kurt, Kurt sighed before leaving his food untouched and heading to his room. They didn't understand how lucky he was, he had a good looking boyfriend who has no problem with Kurt having a- and he loves Kurt and buys him designer clothes.

He could not believe that his father would make him attend public school, the thought was repulsive.