In which all isn't exactly fair in love, war, and of course, glee.

(A/N; So I wrote this ages ago, had published it, and deleted it after neglecting it for eons. Found it on my computer and realized I wanted to write again. So I'm going to start back from the beginning. It's placed after Finn and Rachel break up in season 2, and Rachel doesn't really want to face him in Glee Club. Puck finds Rachel dancing and zones out watching her. PUCKLEBERRY)

"Puck? What are you doing in here?"

Puck jumped a little when she said his name. "I - uh...Heard your music. I wasn't sure if you were gonna make it to Glee today. Figured I'd come check on you."

Rachel stood in her leotard, painfully aware of how thin the fabric was and how short the skirt was. She crossed her arms over her chest. "Why do you even care if I come to Glee?"

"I have my reasons." She raised an eybrow. "Fine. Don't come to Glee club. Have fun watching us lose." He started to leave the auditorium, but turned back for a second. "Or worse. Win without you." He shrugged and continued to walk out the door, counting the seconds in his mind.

"Hey, wait!"

Ha. He stopped with his hand on the door.

"Just - just let me change."

He smirked. "But you look so good in the leotard, Rach."

"Shut up, Puckerman."

...

Santana watched Puck and Rachel walk through the door and scoffed. So he'd gotten tired of her. She'd gotten tired of him long before. Britt hadn't come in yet, but then neither had Artie. Maybe they had taken the long way around to avoid student traffic in the halls. Or they had been outside, and had to go around to the handicapable ramp.

Santana was having a particularly lonely day, and was humming to herself. Mr. Shue noticed.

"Santana, you have a song to share?"

Santana saw Britt and Wheels coming through the door and shrugged, "Sure, what the hell."

She boosted herself up on the piano and cued Brad, who she swore was a psychic. He always knew what song to play. He started to play a strange slowed down version of the song she'd been humming, but it was exactly right.

"Here We go
Welcome to my Funeral
Without you
I don't even have a pulse
All alone it's dark and cold
With every move I die

Here I go this is my confessional
A lost cause nobody can save my soul
I am so delusional
With every move I die

I have destroyed our love its gone
Payback is sick its all my fault"

Santana motioned and Rachel, Mercedes and Quinn got up and started singing and dancing backup.

"I'm dancing with tears in my eyes
Just fighting to get through the night
I'm losing it (losing it) [x3]
With every move I die
I'm faded I'm broken inside
I've wasted the love of my life
I'm Losing it (losing it) [x3]
With every move I die"

...

Brittany watched as actual tears started to come to Santana's eyes.

Santana never cried.

"This is it
And now you're really gone
this time
Never once thought
I'd be in pieces left behind

I'm dancing with tears in my eyes
Just fighting to get through the night
I'm losing it (losing it) [x3]
With every move I die
I'm faded I'm broken inside
I've wasted the love of my life
I'm Losing it (losing it) [x3]
With every move I die."

The song ended and Santana stood in silence for a moment. She looked at Brittany, tears running down her face.

And ran out of the room.

…

...

After Glee was over, Brittany went to find Santana. There was only one place she would be. She found her in the old tree house in Santana's backyard.

"Tana? What's wrong?"

Santana turned a tear-stained face to her. "I miss you, Britt-Britt."

...

Somehow Brittany found herself laying in Santana's bed, Santana curled up next to her, remnants of her mascara dried on her face. Brittany wasn't sure what to do. She loved her friend, but she was with Artie. And she kinda thought she loved him, too.

Life is complicated, She thought. She had thought it before, but never really thought it this much.

As she drifted off to sleep, she murmered "Tana..."

...

MESSAGES

NOAH: hey

ME: Hey

NOAH: What's up?

ME: Sitting around the house watching old movies. You?

NOAH: Wanting out of the house. Up for an adventure?

Rachel picked up the remote and switched off the television. She bit her lip and replied.

ME: Um, sure?

...

NOAH: Pick u up in 10

Rachel ran up to her room to change.