Chapter 1
(A/N: This is the first fanfic I've ever written so sorry if it's not that great. :D)
"Rachel, we need to talk," Finn said as they arrived at her car, interrupting her rant about Mr Schuester's latest crazy idea. Glee rehearsal had just ended and Finn was escorting Rachel to her car, as he did after every session.
Rachel turned to her boyfriend of two months curiously. Finn rarely interrupted her when she was talking; he just smiled goofily and nodded along, sometimes making dumb comments. Finn, though kind, patient and supportive, wasn't the brightest.
"I don't really know how to say this," he began awkwardly, removing his hand from her waist. He looked down at the ground, unable to meet her gaze as he mumbled the words, "I think we should take a break."
She looked at him, stunned into speechlessness.
"I mean, these past two months, they've been really great, Rach. They made me realize how awesome, kind and nice you are, but they also made me realize...you're not Quinn."
The words stung like a dagger to her heart.
"You're not popular, pretty or stylish," he said simply, "and I don't really love you. I'm sorry."
As she stared into his warm, brown eyes, she felt the last piece of her heart breaking. She opened her mouth to do anything, say anything, even plead for him to take her back, but he was already gone, walking to his car with quick, jerky movements.
She watched him as he climbed into his car and drove off, not even sparing a single glance to her. She watched as his car pulled out of the school parking lot, disappearing around the corner, taking with him her dream relationship, her dream love, her dream life.
Santana was chatting with Brittany as they walked to her car, their fingers linked, when she saw them. Finn had a strange look on his face, a mix between embarrassment and apology, and Rachel looked absolutely crushed.
She nudged Brittany lightly and sped up a little, drawing closer so they could overhear. Brittany followed along blindly, unaware of what was happening, until she heard Finn's voice.
"...not pretty, popular or stylish," they heard him saying.
A flash of anger sparked in Santana. No boyfriend had the right to go saying things like that to his girl, regardless of how popular he might be. She was about to storm over there and set him straight but Brittany pulled her back.
They watched as Finn walked off and sped away, leaving a heartbroken Rachel in his wake. They shared a long look before simultaneously heading over to her.
"Rachel?" Brittany said quietly, placing her hand on Rachel's shoulder. "Are you okay?"
When Rachel didn't even reply, they knew it was serious. Rachel Berry never stopped talking. Ever. They crowded around her worriedly. Sure, they weren't the best of friends, but Rachel was still their glee teammate and they'd been getting along better lately.
Rachel's head was down, tears streaming down her face. Brittany immediately wrapped her arms around her in a bear hug. "It's okay," Brittany whispered, patting Rachel's back comfortingly.
Santana stood beside them, surveying the parking lot for any unwelcome witnesses, before joining in the hug awkwardly. She broke apart a minute later, checking her watch. The school would be closing soon.
"Brittany," she barked, the head cheerleader in her taking over, "take my car and drive her to my house. We'll settle this there."
The blonde immediately ushered Rachel towards Santana's bright red Ferrari, still whispering comforting words in her ear.
Santana strode over to Rachel's purple Nissan purposefully. She bent down to study the lock before taking out a piece of wire from her skirt pocket. She picked the lock open with ease, and slid in.
She didn't know exactly what had happened to Rachel, but what she did know was that she was going to fix it, and make Finn pay.