So here I am again with a new story. I have been writing on this on for a few months now and the idea came to me a while ago and I had a lot of help from one of my readers. I can't thank you enough miss jayne76. Your amazing ideas inspired me so much into writing this.

As I said before I came up with the story a long time ago and even wrote a summery of the plot ages ago but I have been busy with life and my other stories but now I have time to focus on this story which I will.

Summery: Kurt feels more and more neglected by his friends and even at home as it some times feels like his father only wants to spend time with Finn instead. His friends in school are too busy with their own problems and won't notice him struggling with the bullies or take notice of him in glee club any more. Can a certain boy named Blaine Anderson be the friend/person Kurt needs when it seems like the others don't care anymore?

Haha bad summery but well. Will contain angst, angry words, violence, swearing, homophobia, some more angst and fluff.

The first chapter is up and I have one more pre written. I'm going to try to do longer chapter that I have done in my other fics but we will have to see about that ;) Again english is not my native language but i try my best.

Enjoy and let me know what you think!

Kurt knew this day was going to suck even before he got to school. Maybe he had some freaky sixth sense or maybe his intuition was just stronger than others (other men) But yes this day was a sucky day, starting out with a slushie even before he had gotten into the main corridor. Normally Finn or any other Glee club member would have walked with him but now days they all seemed busy. If it wasn't just normal love it was a love triangle or a hexagon or any other oddly shaped figure. It would be Puck who wanted Rachel, who wanted Finn who had slept with Santana, who longed for Brittany who was dating Artie who still liked Tina who was constantly getting cosy with Mike. It didn't really matter and even if Kurt tried to understand he wouldn't.

As he tried to get the ice cold substance out of his hair he wondered when the last time any of his friends had helped him. He couldn't remember so he figured it had been a while. Must have been around the same time as the bullying increased. Physically and verbally. A first he wouldn't blame his friends for not noticing, after all, he was a great actor and an even better liar. But as the bullying increased and reach new levels he kind of expected his friends to step up and be there for him. It was kind of obvious something was wrong and Kurt had long ago stopped to pretend. But as he would walk into glee rehearsals stained from yet another slushie or stiff from pain after violently being showed into lockers, non of his friends would even look up to meet his eyes. No one would see the limp from a sore knee or notice the hiss of pain if someone bumped into him during a dance routine. It was as if he was truly invisible. And no one missed him.

Before the lunch break he had received another slushie. Or actually two but it was one attack so it only counted as one. Luckily enough he had chosen to wear lots of layers this morning so all he had to do was remove his knitted shirt and throw it into his locker on the way to the canteen.

"Hi Kurt" Mercedes said as he sat down beside her.

"Hi" He said and looked around the table where all of the others sat. Most of them mumbled a hi before getting back to their conversations and Kurt didn't feel like interrupting so he just sat there playing with his food slicing his tomato in small small bits before putting his fork aside. He just wasn't hungry any more and especially not in school. Instead he tried to understand what Mercedes and Tina were talking about which didn't take him more than a few seconds as he knew sectionals was only a few weeks away.

"I swear if Mr Shue gives all the solos to Rachel again I'm gonna cut him" Mercedes said fiercely and chewed on her tenth chicken nugget.

"It's so unfair" Tina said more quietly and Mike put his arms around her.

She smiled at him and the sight made Kurt want to throw up. It wasn't that he didn't like Tina and Mike but them being all over each other all the time made him both sick and jealous.

"I'm gonna tell him today, Tina, that you and I deserve a solo as much as miss perfect Rachel Berry" Mercedes continued and Kurt had to smile at Mercedes angry facial expression. Only Mercedes could pull of that face.

"I mean, I can't even remember last time I had a solo in an important song or even in something else. And neither have you or Santana and even Quinn"

"Me neither" Kurt mumbled.

"Anyway we better be going, Kurt, you coming with me?" Mercedes asked as she stood up and collected her things before grabbing her trail and headed for the exit.

Kurt followed her quietly and wondered if Mercedes or any of his friends had actually heard him at all.

"You okay there, boo?"

Kurt jumped in surprise at Mercedes sudden question. He had been to lost in his won head he hadn't realized Mercedes had talked to him the whole time and that actually were standing in front of his own locker. He shook his head and tried to get back to reality.

"Huh, Sorry, what did you just say?" He asked and met his friends brown eyes.

She just laughed at him.

"Well many things but I guess you shipped away to another universe so..."

"Oh sorr-"

Kurt didn't have time to finish his sentence as some one violently threw him against the hard lockers and he found his face only inches away from the sharp edge. When he turned around the jock was out of sight.

"Oh god, Kurt! Are you okay?" Mercedes asked and took a close look at his face.

Kurt looked down at his hands. His left wrist throbbed a bit from stopping his head from connecting with the lockers but other than that he seemed just fine. It wasn't the worse locker slam he had had so.

"I'm okay, Cedes." He said and opened his locker and took out his things. "It doesn't hurt that bad anyway"

"Good!" Mercedes said and seconds later she had forgotten about the incident and was back on talking about how she deserved a solo on sectionals. Kurt tried to put in that he too wanted a solo but Mercedes didn't stop talking so he never got the chance so he was kind of relieved when they finally went different directions and he got to be on his own. In class he would be left alone and could concentrate on his school work and that didn't seem too bad if the other option was being constantly harassed in the corridors. He only had two more periods and then there would be glee club which was the only thing he looked forward to.

Mr Shue started off Glee by asking Finn for a drum roll and then announced the competition for sectionals. The Warblers from Dalton academy and some choir where old people were singing because they were retaking their high school exams. There was a murmur of voices as everybody started to discus their competitors and it took only a few minutes before Puck had joked about all warblers being gay and probably doing blow jobs on each other during breaks which left everybody laughing except for Kurt who felt slightly sick. Normally he wouldn't care that much but recently it seemed like all Puck and the other guys in glee could think about was the fact that Kurt was gay and they not. It wasn't like he didn't now he was different and they didn't take him seriously without them constantly reminding him.

Someone poked him in the arm and he snapped away from his day dreaming. Mercedes smirked at him wit a wide smile.

"Drifted of there, white boy?. Hey what do you think about the competition? Sounds like we have it in a wrap?"

"Sorry" Kurt mumbled and looked out in the room. Everybody was still talking and Kurt could here Rachel trying to get her voice heard over the others. Santana ave her a death stare but Rachel didn't even see it and Finn just looked at Rachel like she was god or something which made Kurt feeling even more sick.

"Sorry, I just have to go and throw up" Kurt mumbled and rolled his eyes as Finn started to kiss Rachel on the cheek and neck.

"I know what you mean there" Mercedes whispered with a smile on her lips.

Luckily Mr Shue interrupted before they could eat each other up, by starting to write something on the white board and everyone got quiet and tried to read the sentence that the teacher had written.

"I know you want to think about sectionals right now but that is weeks away. You might be thinking about what you want to do this weekend or next summer or even about collage and your future. But this week I want you to think about how you feel right now. Pick a song that best describes your feelings and emotions right now"

There was a mumble of voices after that. Some happy (Rachel) and some not that satisfied (Santana).

The rest of the lesson was spent at briefly discussing how they where going to perform. Kurt just sat and listened since he didn't feel like discussing something he knew was going to end up the same way it always did. With Rachel and Finn doing a duet, a "group routine" where Rachel would sing the most anyway and then maybe another solo for miss Berry herself. Otherwise she probably would threaten to quit Glee and Finn would be there in an instant talking to her about how amazing she was and that she was such a star that "shined" so brightly.

Kurt decided to think about what song he should sing tomorrow instead. He could go the easy way and just sing a happy song that would please everybody else. Or he could tell them how he really felt. Like they would care or notice anyway. Even if he literately wrote the song himself and each word described how he felt left alone and tired of being bullied and not seen he doubted that anyone would get it. And if they did they would ask a couple of question and the next time he smiled they would think he was fixed and go back to their own problems.

By the time Mr Shue called it the day Kurt had decided on a song and smiled to himself as it would be perfect. Not obvious but a statement and a description of his feelings with out saying it literately. Perfect. As they all walked out of the choir room to get their things to head home

The ride home was quiet as Kurt drove the navigator with Finn beside him in the passenger seat. Finn kept looking out of the side window and Kurt just focused on the road with his hands silently tapping the steering wheel. He thought briefly about the assignment and decided to practice as soon as he could after dinner and homework which had to come first if you happened to be the son of Burt Hummel who always talked about the importance of good grades.

"So did you think of a song for tomorrow" Kurt said as he pulled up on their driveway and cut off the engine.

"Yeah" Finn mumbled "Think I'm gonna practice it tonight though. Maybe let Rachel give her opinion too"

Kurt couldn't help himself when he sighed loudly and stepped out of the car and swung his bag over his shoulders. Finn was already at the door unlocking it and the two of them stepped into the empty house. Kurt headed for the kitchen to fetch something to drink and Finn walked up the stairs and a couple of minutes later Kurt can here the shootings from Call of duty and Finn talking to someone over the headset. All Finn ever did was spending hours playing online and Kurt didn't really understand the pleasure of killing each other off trying to get a kill streak. Finn used to tell Kurt about that every day when they where in the car but Kurt had long ago stopped listening and turned to use yes and uh-huh:s when ever he felt it was suiting and Finn didn't seem to notice the difference.

He poured himself another glass of water and sat down at the table and took out his massive pile with homework. He silently cursed at himself for choosing advanced maths since he didn't really liked maths at all. But he really wanted to please his dad and a good maths degree was something he might need in the future.

By the time he was finished his head throbbed and his stomach rumbled and Kurt realized he had only eaten half a tomato for lunch. He could still here the shooting from upstairs so he decided to start dinner without his step brother.

So first chapter. Should I continue? Let me know what you think! Constructive criticism is of course welcomed as long as it is constructive ) both plotwise or concerning grammatical mistakes and spelling. I know I tend to sometimes spell wrong when I type in a haste and I don't always see the mistakes until later. Well tell me what you think and let me know if it is worth continuing! XX