He hadn't herd a thing from Kurt once. Blaine felt bad for him. He wanted to help and he was blaming himself for everything. And because of his guilt, he spent most of his time in his room. Wes, David and a few other Warblers had tried to get him to do something but he just lied and said he needed to study more. It didn't stop them though.

By Friday he was exhausted. He had spent way too long pretending to study. And he woke up to an angry text from Quinn.

You have two frees today right? Come to McKinley. We need to talk.

Blaine sighed. He knew this would inevitable so he sent back a confirmation and continued to get himself ready for the day. And, like any other time he seemed to be dreading something, time went faster than it should. Before he knew it he was sitting in his car in the McKinley High parking lot. He took out his phone to text Quinn where he was, and received one back.

Come inside then?

Blaine rolled his eyes and got out of his car. He locked it and started walking in slowly, still trying delay the argument. Why couldn't she of came outside anyway? Did this really need to be in front of her friends? He was nervous as he entered the choir room, his eyes scanning the room, immediately seeing Quinn who was already walking towards him, and also no Kurt.

"What's going on with you?" Blaine's eyes widened.

"What do you mean?" he asked slowly, trying to stay calm in front of her friends. They were watching intently. They obviously fed of gossip like any other regular high school.

"You've been ignoring my calls week after abruptly leaving because of a phone call from someone you hadn't even known a whole day!" she was raising her voice so Blaine instinctively raised his hands in a surrender motion.

"Look, Quinn-"

"No, Blaine. Tell me what happened. You saw Kurt last. None of us except Finn has seen him. And he says that his parents and Kurt aren't telling him what happened! You obviously know because it was the same night you went to see him." Blaine's jaw dropped as he fumbled around in his head for the right words.

"Wait, you were with him?" a tall guy, who Blaine assumed must be they Finn guy Quinn mentioned.

"Not the whole time…?" Blaine replied, avoiding his gaze.

"Tell me what happened to him!" Blaine looked at him in shock.

"Why should I-"

"Because I'm his brother!" he practically yelled. This however left Blaine unfazed. Blaine scanned the room again, his eyes falling on Quinn. She was glaring at him. He then turned back to Finn.

"Well if you're his brother you would've done something before I did. Did he call you when it happened? I don't think he did as I was the only one there for him. Last week when I came here, I saw him and I knew right away that he was being bullied. Badly too." he then turned to the rest of New Directions, raising his voice "Did any of you do anything for him? I helped after knowing him less than an hour. And out of all of you, he called me that night. And I'm not just going to yell out what happened to him. Because I actually respect his privacy. I actually did something to help while every single one of you sat by and watched." he turned again to say something to Quinn, but was interrupted by his phone ringing. He got it out and saw Kurt's name flashing on the screen, he picked up and his voice softened almost immediately. "Hey Kurt, are you okay?" Blaine watched as every member gave him an outraged face. Obviously he was the first to have contact with him.

"Hi Blaine… I'm fine I guess…" Blaine frowned, still feeling guilty. "But I called you for a reason. I'm transferring to Dalton. I start Monday, but I go in on Sunday so I can get my time table and get settled in my dorm." Blaine listened intently, stunned.

"Really? Is it a single or double dorm? If it's double I can pull some strings with The Dean so you can dorm with someone nice."

"Blaine you don't have to do that." he sounded like he wanted it though.

"I'm going to do it anyway." he said, ignoring everyone's confused glances.

"You are way too nice a guy."

"I try." he replied.

"So, anyway, where are you? I mean, if you're in Westerville don't bother, but I want to see you." for some reason Blaine smiled.

"Actually I'm in McKinley, receiving mean looks from your friends." said looks grew colder at this.

"Oh… Urm… I feel bad because I haven't told them about transferring, not even Finn. And I really don't want to see their faces when I tell them…" he sounded heartbroken.

"I could tell them? I know it's not my place, but you sound so sad. And they're like right here?"

"Would you? And after come to my house?" Blaine might've been mistaken but Kurt sounded a little hopeful.

"Sure. Tell me your address and I'll come over after I break it to them." Kurt told him and then they said goodbye, leaving Blaine to turn back to New Directions. He was bombarded with questions immediately, Finns were the loudest though, but all he had to do was hold up a hand and they quietened.

"I'm not going to tell you what happened to him. If he wishes to tell then so be it. But it's not my place. To be honest, you guys should've tried to protect him. Because now he's transferring schools. He's going to attend Dalton starting Monday, and he's going to dorm there." Blaine didn't wait for any reactions or questions, he just turned to leave, but was stopped by Quinn placing a hand on his arm.

"I know I shouldn't be angry, Blaine. But I am. You're a really nice guy, and you obviously helped Kurt. We're going to miss, but, make sure he's okay up in Dalton." Blaine nodded, smiling that the Quinn he knew was back.

"Promise."

"Can we meet up later? Talk things out?" She asked, her face sincere.

"Sure." he said and planted a quick kiss on her cheek before heading out.

That went better than he was expecting.