Kurt Hummel sighed as he walked through the halls of McKinley. He had gotten slushied twice, thrown in the dumpster, and pushed into lockers all day. All of the GLEE club kids got bullied for being in Glee Club, but Kurt Hummel had it worse since he was the out gay kid at the school. Every time he got pushed, or thrown, or slushied no teachers were around, or if they were they never stopped it. To say the least Kurt was sick and tired of it. All of the Glee clubbers knew that Kurt got bullied worse than them, but never did anything to help, which hurt him because he thought they were all friends.

Kurt was in French class, doodling idly on the piece of paper in front of him containing his notes for the day, when a balled up piece of paper his back of his head. He looked down at the paper, then behind him to see who had done it. Dave Karofsky, his main tormentor was looking at him with a smirk and an evil glint in his eyes. Kurt gulped and picked up the ball of paper. He opened the balled-up paper and layed it flat on his desk. He sucked in a breath as he read what was on the piece of paper. Have you toldanyone yet? If you have, say good-bye to your pathetic life. He couldn't breathe, his hands started shaking and he felt like he was going to faint. He looked at the clock on the wall behind him; he had 7 minutes left of class. 'Well, I guess I can wait until the bell' he thought to himself. After 5 minutes of listening to their French teacher, Miss. Pierce talk about the upcoming project that they would be doing, he sighed. 'This is going to be a long week' he bitterly thought. After a minute and about forty seconds (not that he was counting...)the bell finally rang. Students rushed out of their seats and out the door, talked loudly to their companions. Kurt stayed in the class however a little longer than anyone else, to make sure that 1: No one saw him leaving the school and 2: So the jocks wouldn't push him around. He put his notebook and his French textbook in his messenger bag and stood up. He pushed in his chair and slung his bag over his left shoulder. He walked to the door and stuck his head out to see if anyone was in the hallway. 'Yes! Victory!' he thought and did a little cheer within his mind. He walked fast down the hall and walked up to the doors leading outside. He turned around and looked inside the school for a moment. 'Maybe I shouldn't go… I can't skip Glee practice' he groaned and opened the doors and stepped outside sighing happily as he felt the cool breeze on his face. He walked over to the parking lot and walked to the end of it where he always parked his car far, far away from the jocks and cheerleaders. He fished around in his bag for his set of keys, and when they were found, he opened the door to the driver's side. Before he got in the car he took off his bag and bent over the driver's side of his car and put it in the backseat. While he was bending over, someone came up behind him and touched his ass. He squeaked and turned around. There stood Dave, with that damn smirk on his face looking at Kurt like he was a piece of meat.

"WHAT THE HELL!" Kurt screamed in Dave's face. Dave backed away in surprise, and suddenly grabbed Kurt's arm and closed the car door, then started pulling Kurt toward the side of the school where all the skanks hang out to smoke. Kurt was tugging his arm, trying to get it out of Dave's grasp, but Dave slapped him across his face and pushed him up against the wall of the school.

"Listen here lady boy! Stop struggling or I swear I will kill you!" Dave yelled. Kurt silenced himself immediately, and felt tears in his eyes. Dave stood staring at the boy in front of him. Kurt looked scared out of his mind and Dave kind of felt bad, but he pushed down the guilt and replaced it with anger. The next 20 minutes were a blur for Kurt. All he knew was he was getting assaulted by none other, then Dave Karofsky. His eyes were closed and he thought of his mother, who had died when he was eight years old. He wondered what she would of thought. He then pictured his dad finding out about the bullying and now it escalated into sexual assault. He felt a blinding pain to the back of his head and he started to lost consciousness.

The school bell rang and students piled out of the school. It took six minutes for someone to notice that there was a boy bleeding to death at the side of the school. Teachers and students were standing around the body waiting for an ambulance to come, while they were waiting the football players were walking through the parking lot to get to the field. They all wondered what all the commotion was about. Finn Hudson was standing with the other players looking around at all of the people. There were a group of girls standing by them talking very loudly, most likely about whatever was going on.

"Yeah, I heard he might die, if the ambulance doesn't hurry up." A blonde cheerleader said.

"Serves him right, he should die, we don't need any fags in the school." All of the girls within the group laughed. Finn stood there stunned at what they said. Fag. Die. He thought for a second but his whole body turned cold and he thought of one person who he thought it would be. Kurt. He dropped all of his equipment and started sprinting through the crowd over to where Sue Sylvester and Mr. Shue were standing silently talking to each other. When Mr. Shue saw Finn, he pushed him back.

"Finn, you don't want to look, you need to call Burt and tell him that Kurt is going to be in the hospital." Finn stood there for a second stunned. He then pushed Mr. Shue out of the way and looked at the sight in front of him. A small body was lying on the ground surrounded by a pool of blood. The familiar chestnut colored hair was now colored a darker shade because of the blood that was coming out of part of a gash in his head. Finn stood there staring for who knows how long. He heard the sirens of an ambulance, he heard the teachers telling him he needs to move, he sees the paramedics lift his step-brother onto a stretcher, and sees the people rush his brother into the back of the ambulance and drive off with him to the hospital. He stands there, not looking at anything, not hearing all of the teachers shouting his name asking him if he is alright. All he hears is Kurt. Kurt singing, laughing, and just Kurt. He feels ashamed to be called Kurt's step-brother, because if he really was his step-brother, Kurt wouldn't be in an ambulance being rushed to the emergency room, fighting for his life