And quiet was exactly what he needed. No words of encouragement or sympathy. No one trying to get his mind off it or help him not think about it at all. After all, it wasn't just something you could forget about it with ease. Act like it never happened and move on with your life. Yeah, just that easy.

Nothing in Kurt Hummel's life was easy; not anymore anyway. Before, it was almost perfect.

He had a great family. He had always been close with his dad, and after they lost his mom, their bond strengthen. Burt was the towns mechanic and probably the most understanding man in the entire world. He loved his son more than anything. His heart broken twice as hard when he heard the news. Along did his step mom's and step brother's.

He had friends. He and Finn we're more than friends, they were brothers; whether it was by marriage or not, they were family. Rachel and Mercedes were his best friends. They were like the three musketeers, but who sang instead of got into sword fights. And then there was Mike, Tina, and. Artie. Santana, Brittany, and Quinn. Puck, Lauren, and Sam. They were like an army; one that was crushed so easily.

He had a boyfriend. At the time, he was the only known gay guy in school, and of course he hell head over heels for the football player. He never thought it be possible, to get so lucky, but he did. He and Dave we're an item; a powerful one. He'd never been so happy; he thought he was indestructible. That all changed, of course. Along with everything else.

And he had a voice. An incredible, angelic one that could make people cry as it floated up to the heavens. He was mocked for it, of course, due to him being a boy and being able to hit a high F; but Kurt didn't care. He knew he had a gift like no other, and he used it to his greatest advantage.

He was a dreamer that was gonna go somewhere. And then in a snap, it was all gone. He had nightmares about it for so long; they come back from time to time, but at least its not every night.

Kurt lost a lot of things after that night. He lost his friends, his trust in people. He lost his boyfriend, and the belief that there is good in people. He lost his faith and his will to fight. And worst of all, he lost his ability to stand up for who he is and he lost the will to use his voice the way he did before.

Standing from the ground, Kurt ran his hands down his body, dusting himself off. Taking one last look at the falling sun, he turned back and began his way home.

Kurt Hummel is no longer the bubbly sassy who'd sing like no one could. He wasn't that head strong young man who didn't care about what people thought. And he wasn't the person to forgive and forget.

Everything changed for Kurt Hummel that night, which began with a bat against a headlight of a car.