Throughout Glee club that day Santana passed a note around to everyone except the ex-lovers who were so lost in their own minds that they didn’t notice anyway, saying that there was going to be a meeting after class. Once Kurt had stormed out of the room stomping his feet and Blaine slowly slinked towards his car, Santana turned to the rest of the members.

“Okay guys. We really need to do something to get the fairies back together” She looked at each student in the eye, “They are really getting me down and I am not okay with that.” She crossed her arms and smirked when the rest of the class seemed to agree with her, some mumbling their agreements and some just nodding. There was one person she noticed that didn’t seem to be doing anything but scowling.

“Puckerman you have a problem with getting the two dolphins back together?” She walked towards him pushing a finger up against his chest. He shrugged. By now they all had a pretty good idea of what had happened New Year’s eve, but none of them could get the entire story out of either boy. All they knew is that Kurt got drunk, did something that Blaine considered to be cheating, and the shorter boy stormed out, practically destroying Wes’s house in the process.

From what they could tell the Dalton boy’s knew even less than they did since they were rarely around the two boys involved. They didn’t really know what happened at the party since they were all either too drunk or too busy with ‘other things’ to notice much of the drama going on. They only started paying attention once the yelling started.

“It’s just” Puck sighed, “Do you really think them getting back together is such a good idea? I mean if Blaine was willing to leave Kurt so easily, do you think that preppy boy is best for Hummel? Who is to say that he won’t do it again?”

"You only want them to keep fighting so that you can keep selling to Blaine. I happen to know you make a good hundred bucks a week off that kid Puckerman" Santana huffed at him. She was shocked when Puck glared at her and she began backing away, seeing that Puck was heading towards her.

“Listen here Satan” He hissed adopting Kurt’s nickname for the Latina girl, “You didn’t see him the next morning, I did. You didn’t see how torn up he was. I’m not sure if Blaine is best for my boy. So sorry I don’t support them getting back together. I think that peppy ass punk will just hurt Kurt again.” The rest of the Glee club looked at Puck with wide eyes. They were shocked that the boy who had spent the first year and a half of high school picking on Kurt would stand up for said boy. They had never seen Puck speak so passionately about something.

“I say that we go see the person who is the only other common factor in this story. Jared” Puck cracked his knuckles, “We should see if he knows anything. Maybe we can find out how to make our boy Kurt happier or something.” He looked around and saw his friends nodding in agreement

The next morning before classes started, Jared was standing at his locker, pulling out the books he would need for that day, when his locker suddenly slammed, a large fist resting on it. He turned around and saw a tall muscular boy looking down at him menacingly. He thought that Kurt had once told him this boy’s name as Puck but he wasn’t sure.

“Pellman right?” Puck narrowed his eyes at the blonde boy. The shorter boy nodded shakily and attempted to back up but ran into the lockers before he could get very far.

“Okay. You are coming with me” Puck grabbed Jared by his arm and dragged him into an empty classroom where the rest of the glee club, excluding Blaine and Kurt of course, were waiting.

“Alright man. What did you do to my boy Kurt?” Puck slammed the door and locked it so they wouldn’t be disturbed and turned to the shaking boy. “Why the fuck is he acting like this? I mean we know that he and Blaine broke up but why? We know it’s your fault but what the hell did you do?” Jared back up from the frightening boy but ran into an equal frightening Latina girl.

“Well Pellman? Explain yourself!” She yelled looking up at him. He felt the rest of the students closing in on him and felt himself getting anxious.

“He fucking deserved it alright?” Jared yelled startling the other people in the room. “He is a fucking terrible person, and deserved all the pain that he is feeling!” The others looked at him shocked. Why did he think that Kurt deserved to be hurt? They thought that Kurt had been acting kindly to this boy, ever since he transferred; they had only seen Kurt helping the boy.

“What did Kurt do to make you think he deserved to be hurt?” Finn spoke up from the back of the group.

Jared shook his head furiously, “Not him, he was just in the way. Anderson. Anderson is the one who deserved to be hurt. He is the one who is a terrible person” Jared pushed himself through the group, opened the door and ran out the room. There was no way he was going to break down in front of these people. He hadn’t spoken about him, about Anthony, to anyone except his parents, and he hadn’t seen them in a few months. When they did see each other they would avoid talking about Anthony unless it was absolutely necessary.

Jared walked quickly into a bathroom and locked himself in a stall. His body was shaking as he sat on one of the toilets, after closing the lid. He felt tears trickling down his face as he allowed himself to think back to that night for the first time in over a year.

It was the beginning of June. Jared had just gotten home from Eagelbrook School, his all boy’s boarding school in Massachusetts. He was excited to see his older brother. They rarely got to see each other since he was boarding is Massachusetts while Anthony was boarding in Ohio, some stupid school called Dalton. He was really curious to hear about his brother’s boyfriend as well. Over the phone Anthony had seemed so excited and was acting like a completely new guy. Jared thought that this Blaine boy must be a great influence on his older brother. He had never seen him so happy.

Sure Jared had ‘met’ his brother’s boyfriend over the computer since Anthony and Jared would skype every week, but he wanted to hear what his brother’s boyfriend was really like. He was only able to talk to Blaine every once in a while and he thought that he was good guy. He was really liking what Blaine was doing for his older brother, but he wanted to hear more.

To say Jared was shocked when he walked into the house and saw Jared on the couch, curled up in a little ball pale and depressed was an understatement. He didn’t know how the boy that he had talked to on the phone only a week prior could be the same boy he was seeing now.

“Anthony. What is wrong? What it is?” Jared ran over to the couch and kneeled down, looking at his older brother’s face. His blue eyes were brimming with tears resting on top of huge purple bags. He had never seen his brother look so bad and he was worried. Who did this to him?

“Blaine” Anthony sniffled, “He said we were done.” Tears ran down his face silently as Jared gestured for him to continue. “He wouldn’t let me explain. I didn’t… I didn’t know that it would hurt him.” He let out a loud sob. “It was just one night… I thought he would let me explain.” Jared had never seen his brother acting like this. He was always the strong one. The one that Jared would run to when he had a problem. Anthony was the first one that Jared came out to. The younger boy was worried that his older brother would just think that he was copying him, since Anthony had come out to their parents a few months earlier.

“I didn’t mean to sleep with Kyle. It just happened” Anthony was crying loudly and Jared could barely make out the words he was saying. “I think Kyle did something to me. I wasn’t myself when it happened… Blaine wouldn’t let me explain.” He looked into his younger brother’s green eyes, “He just walked off. He told me he loved me last week.” Jared just reached out and hugged his role model.

“Anthony. Don’t worry. We will get through this. Blaine” Jared sighed pulling back and taking his brother’s hands in his, “He isn’t worth it Anthony. He hurt you, you deserve so much better.”

The next week was one of the worse of Jared’s life. His entire vacation taking care of Anthony, making sure he got out of bed and would eat. One night, a week after he came home, his family was sitting around the dinner table. Anthony excused himself from the table, claiming that he had to use the restroom. Jared offered to go with him, but the look Anthony had sent him made him sink back into his seat.

After a half an hour Jared began to worry. Anthony had not returned to dinner. He excused himself and headed up the stairs trying to calm himself down, but there was a terrible feeling in the pit of his stomach.

“No he probably just went back to bed. Stop thinking that something bad happened Jared” Jared said out loud to himself. He pushed open his brother’s bedroom door and saw that it was empty. His eyebrows furrowed as he walked over towards the closed bathroom door that was connected to his brother’s room. He cautiously opened the door and saw red.

There was blood covering every surface he could see. He saw his brother’s pale figure lying amidst all the blood. He reached out, tempted to touch the body to see if what he believed to be true was actually the truth, but he knew that his brother was gone.

His brother was dead.

He sunk to the ground tears slipping out. His parents came running up the stairs after hearing his son scream. Mrs. Pellman screamed loudly when she saw her older son’s body and turned into her husband’s body, sobbing loudly. Mr. Pellman held onto his wife as he just stared down as both of his sons. His older son lying in blood, his younger crying into his hands on the ground.

The next week was a blur to Jared. He remembered the ambulance coming and taking Anthony’s body away. He remembered going to the Church and listening to people talk about his brother, about how he was such a good boy, about how the world wouldn’t be the same without him. He remembered walking through the graveyard and watching as they lowered the brown casket into the ground. He would always remember the shiny gravestone. The words that rested on the marble permanently engraved in his mind.

When Jared saw that quote he knew what he had to do. He had to bring peace to himself. He had to get revenge on the boy that drove his brother to kill himself. Blaine Anderson.