A/N: I own nothing but my thoughts, two cats, and a tiny house :)
PROMPT FILL: We were a team, until we weren't. Then everything broke all at once
It happened so fast. One moment everything was happy, blissful. The next moment, everyone was shouting at each other, the octaves in our respective voices going from normal to high-pitched, to shrill. If you inquire as to what happened, or why, I doubt anyone would give you a straight answer. Quinn would say it was because of the backstabbing that Santana and Brittany had done. Kurt and Tina would blame it on normal teenage angst. Brittany would play dumb and say that nothing was wrong. Finn and Puck would declare that it was all Quinn's fault after all this time. And as for me? I would tell you I had no idea what caused this irreparable rift, only that once it started, there was no fixing it. The sound of skin connecting to skin and a sharp shriek of pain broke me out of my musing.
"Ow, what the hell was that for?!" Brittany held her cheek in pain, while the stinging in my hand told me that I was the one who had done the slapping.
"Yeah Rachel, what was that," Quinn crossed her arms and popped out her hip while her ice blue eyes glared at me coldly, "I was handling this on my own. I don't need some deranged baby troll fighting my battles for me."
My eyes watered at the harsh accusation and cruel words being thrown at me. "I-I'm s-s-sorry," I stammered out, tears flowing down my face, "I just don't understand what happened. Everything was fine this morning, and I walked in here and all I see is my friends attacking each other." With that I performed what I knew would be my last Glee storm out, head hung towards the floor. I wanted to get out of that room and break down in privacy, not here. How did I miss this, I thought to myself, everything has been fine lately. When did this happen? Could I have prevented this? Stopped it, somehow?
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Two Weeks Later…
I was right, it was the end of Glee. As I walked past the empty choir room it looked cavernous and cold. None of us had said more than two hurtful sentences to each other since that day. The Unholy Trinity had been broken beyond repair, it seemed. Kurt transferred back to Dalton without a word. Mercedes and Tina both found new friends in their Church choirs. Artie went back to AV Club, Finn and Puck were spending time on opposite sides of the football field glaring at each other. I don't know where Mike went, I think he was just spending time at home.
As for me, I walked into that Glee room every day, hoping something would change.
A/N: Sorry if this is rough and short, I haven't written in a really long time. I'm going for updating this once a week. This is just going to be Prompt Fills. Some may be connected. Some may not. Let me know what you think.