Chapter 3

The Monday following the incident as we all had come to call it was terrible. Karofsky shadowed Kurt like a something purely out of a Grimm brother's fairy-tale story. I watched Kurt all day he was down and seemed to shake.

It was lunch time and I sat in cafeteria with the gleeks I have come to know and appreciate. They were the friends out of a sort of teenage drama. You know those really cool supportive open ones? That's them. I laughed as Tina tried to explain the store she liked to shop at Hot Topic or whatever. She was shy when it came to other people but when it came to us she was so vocal and comfortable.

I looked over to the open doors only to see a small scuffle. Karofsky was gripping Kurt's arm and muttering something probably harsh because the other kept flinching. The table grew quiet and I turned to glance at them. They were all staring at me and the scene. This was getting bad.

I nudged Finn who nodded. We had only practiced a few times but both of us knew the song by heart and I knew the pattern of the guitar. We were ill practiced but we needed to get this out now.

"Mr. Schue, Finn and I have something we want to share." I said puling my guitar out of its case. Schue looked mildly surprised that we had done something together but he nodded and pulled a second stool out for Finn.

We walked up I perched myself on the first stool and looked out. Kurt wasn't here. "Well Finn and I were hanging out the other day and something kinda scary happened. We had already made plans to do this a while ago but decided to hold off… we wanted to watch and wait for more to see if what we thought would happen, happen. It did and-," the door shot open and Kurt walked in dutifully followed by Karofsky who looked vile.

Kurt's black eye had gone down covered elegantly by his base. All the smaller bruises weren't visible but his cheeks were a red like someone had taken a hand to his face. My heart clenched. I narrowed my eyes at Karofsky who smirked evilly and sat next to Kurt. He wrapped an arm around the other letting Kurt flinch as he dug his hand into a bruise on his arm. He gave a small cry of pain barely heard if you weren't listening.

I was listening.

"Well what we thought would happen, happened. So we got together that day and prepped this. Thankfully we got the music and lyrics down quickly. If you know the song you might notice that we have changed a few of the words to make it more appropriate." I gave a small smile and took a deep breath and looked Kurt in the eyes. God he had the prettiest blue eyes I have ever seen… I cleared my throat and looked at Finn who nodded.

I started playing letting the music come naturally from his memory. (A/N: Bold is Puck singing italics are Finn and bold italics… both ;D )

Pretty boy is suffering while he confesses everything.
Pretty soon he'll figure out what his intentions were about.
And that's what you get for falling again;
You can never get him out of your head.
And that's what you get for falling again;
You can never get him out of your head.

It's the way that he makes you feel.
It's the way that he kisses you.
It's the way that he makes you fall in love

Pretty girl is suffering while he confesses everything.
Pretty soon she'll figure out what his intentions were about.
And that's what you get for falling again;
you can never get him out of your head.
And that's what you get for falling again;
you can never get him out of your head.

It's the way that he makes you feel.
It's the way that he kisses you.
It's the way that he makes you fall in love.

It's the way that he makes you feel.
It's the way that he kisses you.
It's the way that he
makes you fall in love

Pretty boy... pretty boy...

As Finn sang I looked up Kurt was looking anywhere but at me his bright blue eyes shinnying with tears. I looked to Karofsky and he was seething glaring at me. I watched as he dug his hand into Kurts bruised ribs. Kurt grabbed ahold of the plastic chair holding onto it as he let out a silent scream. With every fiber of my being I held my anger in instead clenching my jaw.

Pretty boy is suffering while he confesses everything.
Pretty soon he'll figure out:
you can never get him out of your head.

It's the way that he makes you cry.
It's the way that he's in your mind.
It's the way that he makes you fall in love.
It's the way that he makes you feel.
It's the way that he kisses you.
It's the way that he makes you fall in love...

I played the last bar and held it. The club applauded and Mr. Schue gave a warm smile. He was oblivious to what was happening behind him. "Wow guys that was very good. I'm not really keen on all the rock stuff but you guys… wow, so much emotion and power. I think we could use that at regionals." He smiled. "How would we incorporate that into a group one?" he pondered off and walked to Brad.

I glowered at Karofsky. "Wanna get your hands off him? You already took him by force, showing your dominance isn't really necessary anymore." I hissed without thinking. Of course I don't care anymore I want Kurt in safe arms be them someone else or me, anyone other than Karofsky is safe right now.

"Why should i? You have no proof." He growled.

"I have a police investigation. I know the culprit and I can prove it." I stood handing Finn my guitar. Kurt looked at me with pleading eyes. "Kurt get away from him."

"Noah," he croaked. "Please don't do this." He may have been pleading with me but I couldn't see the same fullness in his eyes.

"Karofsky, back away." My voice turned colder.

"Not a chance," His small squinty eyes narrowed. "Why don't you back off Puckerman."

"Because I'm not a rapist!" I yelled gaining the attention of the club, Mr. Schue, and the band. "You raped him. I was there when he came home."

Karofsky's eyes widened and he turned to Kurt who tried to scramble away but was pulled back. "You said no one was there!" he tightened his grip on Kurt's wrist and the smaller boy cried out.

"Let go please." His voice was small. I grabbed Karofsky's wrist.

"You heard him." I hissed and I tightened my grip on his wrist. "Let. Go."

"No."

"Let him go Karofsky." Finn said coming up on the other side.

"Fuck you!" He yelled. Something inside me snapped and I saw red.

"LET HIM THE FUCK GO!" I screamed. I felt my fist connect with his face and a nasty crunch sound. He fell to the floor knocking over chairs as he slid down the steps letting out a scream. "I told you to let him go." I growled.

Finn herded his brother towards the girls and the few guys before rejoining me. "You lay a hand on him again you'll be worse off." I hissed grabbing Kurt's dropped bag.

"You'll be facing us along with them." Finn growled as he was flanked by the rest of the Glee club minus Kurt and Mercedes. She held him close like a mother would an injured child. Mercedes (yes I am using her real name now) gave me a small thankful smile.

"Kurt," I whispered and he looked at me hugging his arms. I held out his bag and he gave me a small smile.

"You'll get in trouble for that…" he whispered giving me a small smile. I kissed the top of his head wrapping my arms around him and he returned the hug gripping my shirt. "Thank you Noah."

Mr. Schue tapped my shoulder. "I'm sorry but Puck… yeah we got to take you to the office. Kurt stay with Mercedes. Finn…" the larger teen came over and handed me my backpack.

I smiled at Kurt and left following Mr. Schue Finn behind me. I smirked at the thought of Karofsky on the ground and Kurt's smile directed at me. My heart did backflips and I smiled. I playfully punched Finn who smiled widly.

"We did good." He said and I couldn't help but agree.

End

All my stuff feels rushed at the end because I HATE endings :C they make Luigina sad! Lol :)