- So this is my first posted fanfiction. The Hudson's do live with the Hummel's and Finn and Puck are still friends. Established friendship between Puck and Kurt (seeing as he would be over there a lot) and he'll quite being so un-Puck like soon. I have other chapters written but review if you want it to be continued. Also, I don't mean for Santana to be all victim-esque, she'll be better later. That girl is a bad-ass and will be her normal self soon.

Chapter 1

"Whoa! Kurt? I don't think I've ever seen you were basketball shorts." Artie said, making every single head turn in the choir room.

No one could believe it, and would think it was pure bull if they hadn't seen it. Kurt Hummel was in basketball shorts. Red and black Nike ones. Kurt sent a forced smile to all who were gawking and sat down in an empty chair.

Truth was, Kurt himself couldn't believe he was wearing basketball shorts. They were Finn's anyways. He had gotten used to having Finn as a brother, but a little annoyed at the over-protectiveness. Just that morning, Kurt was flirting with a college boy at Starbucks and Finn had made a big thing about it.

He was glad though. Finn helped him be less uptight but today was just too much. They had spent the night talking about anything and everything. They even, slowly, approached the subject of boys. Finn named every single boy in school and finally approached the single name that could keep him up at night.

Noah Puckerman. The name spilled beautifully from his lips.

"Hey princess." Puck blindly said into the full room, not realizing that everyone came early that day. When he walked in he was shocked to find Kurt sitting alone. In shorts.

"Alrighty, who's ass need I kick?" He said while sitting next to the smaller boy. Seeing Kurt like this made him assume he was upset. Kurt chuckled at the gesture, making Puck smile as well.

"Finn kept me up all night." Rage and envy filled Puck's body. He hoped Finn hadn't touched his Kurt. "He wanted to do some brotherly bonding. That stupid boy." He rolled his eyes.

Finn was the next to enter and sit by Kurt, then Mercedes and Quinn, then Rachel. Puck tried not to smirk when he saw Finn watching Mike as he walked in.

Boys will be boys?

Santana walked in and the whole room went silent. No cheerios uniform, hair down and messy, and not even touching Brittany.

Puck had known Santana for a long time and shared a secret since they were 13.

Santana Lopez had been raped by a horrible, manipulative man that they had both looked to like a brother. He left for college three years ago andthey had thought it was over

It had also happened to Puck. There was a thin line netween her knowing or not. They tried not to discuss that topic if it could be avoided.

"N-N-Noah…He's b-b-b-back…" She stuttered. Santana never stuttered. He knew this was bad. Kurt clutched onto Puck's wrist for fear of the girl. Puck's eyes widened in fear.

"Shit! Fuck! This isn't happening!" He usually didn't curse like that in front of Kurt, but now was a special occasion.

Finn knew about Santana too, as well as Quinn, and for once he was the only sensible one. He stood up and pulled the Latina into his arms.

"You need to stay with Brittany." Quinn jumped by her friend's side and pulled her off of Finn. Through her sobs, Santana begged for Quinn to stay too.

"And Rachel." Puck added, eyeing the brunette carefully. They had developed a friendship and counted on her to help. He then switched to Brittany, who looked helpless and lost.

"Britt, why don't you and Quinn take San to the bathroom and fix her up?" Both blondes nodded and did just that.

Finn looked at his friend. Puck could see the panic on his face. Finn let off to be stupid, but he wasn't. Puck was sure that he had caught on years ago, but didn't say anything because really, he didn't know until Puck would tell him.

"Puck, bro, please. Stay with me tonight. I need to know you'll be safe." The fingers around his wrist tightened. He turned and looked deep into Kurt's eyes. He pushed passed the fear and hurt in his eyes and smiled at Kurt.

"Of course I will."

Kurt's cheeks turned a bright rose and his he let his fingers slip from Puck's arm. Puck sighed at the loss of contact. He wanted to kiss him right there but didn't.

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Puck had nightmares that night. Not the kind you just wake up from, get water and fall back asleep. The kind where you can't wake up and scream until someone wakes you up.

Puck was screaming loudly into the night, horrible screams that made Kurt literally cry out and jump out of bed. Finn did the same when he heard them and first looked at Kurt, then at his friend writhing around on the couch in their room. His arms were raw and bleeding in some spots, there was blood on his nails.

"Finn, what's happening? What's wrong with Puck?" Kurt said, staring frantically, Finn just shook his head and stared in horror as Puck's screams got worse.

"NO!" Puck screamed, clawing at him skin again. Kurt ran to the other side of the room where Finn was standing.

"Finn do something! He's going to really hurt himself!" Finn nodded and both boys flinched as another scream echoed the room and he shouted "don't" at the top of his lungs. Finn rushed over to his friend and shook his shoulder.

"Wake up man." He said softly. Puck's arms were bleeding pretty badly and some had gotten onto Finn's shirt. He grabbed Puck's arms to make him stop thrashing.

"STOP! PLEASE!"

"PUCK! Wake up!" He shouted, shaking him a little harder.

"NO! DON'T!" Finn's eyes were welling up with tears now. He couldn't stand to see his best friend like this.

"Kurt go get stuff to clean his arms." Kurt nodded and ran to the bathroom.

Finn smacked Puck to get him out of it, which really did nothing. The screams died down. Then to make matters worse for Finn, tears began rolling down his cheek and he began gasping for air and shaking so he did the only thing else he knew to do.

"MOM!" He screeched, sounding like a child. Kurt must have heard this because he came running out and helped by screaming for his father. They stayed quiet for a moment to see if anything upstairs moved but still nothing. So Finn called out again.

"MOMMY HELP!" It was childish and stupid but he didn't know what else to do. Not seconds later they heard quickened footsteps. Finn yelped as Puck dug his nails into Finns hand.

"Finn! Kurt! Are you okay?" Both Carole and Burt looked at the boys then at Puck.

"Noah? What's wrong with him?" Carole said, running over to the boy that had come to her home almost every weekend since Finn was in first grade.

"Mom he won't wake up." Finn said, a tear finally spilling. Carole knew that it was just night terrors, but it worried her to see her son so frightened.

Carole could remember this happening, even if Finn couldn't. When he was around 14 Puck used to scream and scare Finn into calling his mom. She never understood why but never asked what the dreams were about, she figured it was just what Finn had went through. Both of their fathers were gone (for different reasons) and the terrors were bound to come with the absence.

"Noah sweetie, wake up." She said softly, testing to see how far gone the boy was. When Puck did nothing but shake more she gripped his hand tightly. It was only minutes before he awoke himself and squeezed back.

"Mrs. Hudson?" He said as a question, confused to the world around him. She smiled, uttered something of 'it'll be okay' and kissed him on the forehead, then her and Burt returned upstairs with backwards glances and reassuring words to each other.

Kurt exhaled deeply and stared at Puck. Puck's eyes burned and he wiped them, then realizing they were tears. Finn extended a hand and lifted his friend up.

Puck felt weak. He could barely stand and had to rely on his friend to practically carry him to Kurt's bed. Kurt's bed was the biggest and they were all going to sleep there to watch Puck and make sure he wouldn't have another nightmare like that. Finn had only carried Puck like this once; after a big football game. They won, but Puck ended up with broken ribs and a concussion.

After Finn sat Puck on Kurt's bed, Kurt came rushing to Puck's arm, wiping it off with a wash cloth and bandaging it. He leaned down and pressed his lips to Noah's arm. Finn sighed and sat down next to him while Kurt went behind Puck, wrapped his arms around Puck's waist and buried his face into Puck's shoulder.

Finn grabbed Puck's hand and looked into his eyes. "You're going to tell me everything. Now."

*review so I can continue? I'd love it if you did! :D