He picked at his lunch not really hungry, it was supposed to be shepherds pie but to be honest it could be anything. He just pushed the brown mush around the plate taking little bits to feed his hunger.

Blaine had disappeared again, he wondered where he went and if anyone else noticed that he just went awol. Though, the guards didnt seem to pay attention to anything they did, it was only if they got into a fight or was making a disruption that they came in and took you away.

Once hed decided that he wasnt going to eat anymore and was about to get up Blaine walked in. He walked straight up to the table, looking down at him expectantly.

"Yes?" He asked pushing his chair out and picking up his plate.

"Do you want to know where the gym is of not?" Blaine asked and he suddenly remembered that Blaine had said hed show him.

"Oh right, yeah I do," he said dropping his plate off onto the trolley as the two its made their way out of the room.

They took a left turn out of the cafeteria, walking down a long corridor. He hadnt been down this part of the prison before but he hadnt been to a lot of the prison, this isnt the sort of place that you just wandered around in.

At the end of the corridor they took another left and followed it along until they reached a room at the far end of it. Blaine stopped and he stopped a few paces behind him.

"Here, just be careful and dont piss anybody off," Blaine said before turning and walking back the way they had just come from.

"Thanks," he called after him and Blaine held his hand up in a gesture of dont worry about it not even turning around to face him. Then he disappeared around the corner.

He stood there for a second staring at the open door before taking a step forward and peering through.

A lot of the people that were in there had muscles the size of his head, while others were only a little bigger than he was.

Taking a breath to calm himself he walked into the room, no one even looked at him when he walked in and he walked to the weights picking one up to feel it for size.

He rested it down when he felt a presence behind him.

"I dont think youll find a weight small enough," a voice behind him announced and he turned to see a man who was slightly taller than he was but he skinny and sure didnt look like he had much muscle either.

He opened his mouth to reply but the man held his hand up to stop him.

"Calm down, I can see the annoyance in your eyes and I was only kidding," the man said with a smirk. "Im Sebastian," the man said sticking his hand out and he looked at it like if he touched it the hand might bite him.

"No? Ok," Sebastian said looking to the ground.

"Im sorry," he said raising his own hand. There was no point in trying to make friends if you push away the first person who actually talks to you. "Im Kurt, Im fairly new around here and dont know what to expect from people," he said and Sebastian smiled taking his hand, giving it a couple shakes before letting go.

"I understand, and anyway if I had seen you before I would have defiantly tried to talk to you," Sebastian said looking him up and down.

He felt his cheeks burn with embarrassment but he took a step back. This wasnt what he wanted.

"Look, Im getting out of here in a few weeks so I think we should skip all of the getting to know each other," Sebastian said leaning up against the wall next to the weights. "I know a place where we can go for privacy," Sebastian winked and he shook his head.

"Im not looking for a hook up, sorry but Im not interested," he said turning away to look at the weights again.

"Fine, just let me know when you are, just dont take too long," Sebastian said running and hand down the back of his shirt before pinching his butt.

He jumped and turned around but Sebastian was already walking away and disappearing out of the door.

Disgusted, he turned and grabbed two weights of the same size, they seemed to be ok so he started to work his arms.

After five minutes he started to feel the burn in his arms but with his anger and frustration he managed to keep going for another ten.

He rested the weights back in their stands knowing hed had enough before heading for the showers, no one was in there but he still made it quick which was lucky because as he was walking out of the shower room the siren rang out.

Everyone started to head back to their cells and he felt like for the first time that he was part of the crowd, but that could have just been the adrenaline.

Again he made it back to the cell before Blaine did and he sat on his bed stretching his muscles. They were already starting to ache and he would have to remind himself to take it easy next time.

Blaine made it just before the door closed and climbed up to his bunk without a word. It stayed that way for a while before Blaine spoke up.

"How was the gym?" Blaine asked sounding rather bored, this made him smile.

"It was fine, how was where ever you go every time you leave the cell?" He asked and for a second he thought he wasnt going to answer.

"How do you know I go to the same place? I could go to different places," Blaine asked and he shrugged to himself.

"Just a guess, I mean how many places are there in this place that you can go?" He replied and the bed shook slightly as Blaine moved position.

"We dont need to talk about where I go because Ill never tell you, and if you ever follow me ill punch you into next week," Blaine seriously and he frowned.

"You really need to control your anger," he said and Blaine scoffed.

"I know, but I dont take it back," Blaine replied causing him to smirk.

"Fair enough," he said. "I wasnt planning on following you anyway," he continued laying down on his bed looking up at the mattress.

"Good," Blaine whispered almost so quiet that he couldnt hear it.

He closed his eyes suddenly noticing how tired he was, but when he opened them he wasnt in his cell. He was back at the school.

"I didnt mean for it to go off! Im sorry please," he screamed but it was like no one was listening to him. "Please!" He continued tears rolling down his cheeks. "Please!"

He struggled against the hands that were holding him begging for them to let go. He never wanted this to happen, he was never going to use it. All he wanted to do was feel safe and now it had all back fired.

He was going to go to prison. He had never even had a detention and now he was going to prison.

He was dragged from the school and towards a police car that was waiting for him. There was already an ambulance for the wounded, he didnt mean to do it.

"Im sorry!" He continued but it was like talking to a wall.

"Youre going away for a long time kid," he heard the officer say while shoving him into the back of the car.

"I cant! This cant be happening! I didnt mean for this to happen!" He sobbed.

"Kurt!"

"Kurt!" He heard the voice but he wasnt sure who it was. He looked around before suddenly he felt as though he was floating.

"Kurt!" He opened his eyes, breathing heavy. Blaine was leaning over him with his hands firmly holding him down each of his arms. He started to struggle against them but Blaine let go holding his hands up.

"You were having a bad dream, I thought you were going to hurt yourself. You were thrashing around and I didnt know what to do," Blaine said and he felt himself instantly calm.

He looked around noticed that all of the prison lights had been turned off which meant that it was probably pretty late.

"Im sorry if I woke you," he said bringing his hand to his face but when he brought it away and looked at it his fingers were wet. He was crying.

"It doesnt matter, are you ok?" Blaine asked and he was sure that he saw some concern in his eyes.

"Im fine, go back to sleep. Thank you for waking me," he said and Blaine nodded looking to the floor before making his way back up onto his bed.

He didnt bother going back to sleep. He knew that he would have just dreamt the same thing and he didnt want to wake Blaine up again, or anyone else for that matter.