DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN GLEE OR ANY OF ITS CHARCTERS! :)
Chapter 1:
Santana Lopez is currently on her way to see her girlfriend, Brittany S. Pierce. She's really excited to see the blonde. Right now, Brittany is the only good thing in her life. Ever since Finn outed her, her life has gone straight to Hell. Nobody has treated her the same. Her parents hate her, she was disowned by her grandmother, and the people at school look at her like she's disgusting. The only people that are treating her the same as before is the people in the glee club. Even Finn has been nothing but nice to her since he outed her.
Santana enters the library and sees her girlfriend sitting at a table playing Angry Birds on her iphone.
"Hey, Britt-Britt." she greets the blonde.
"Oh hey, San! I didn't even see you standing there!" Brittany says.
"So why did you want to meet me here? You hate the library." Santana asks, confused.
"Well I chose to meet you here because I know you're not allowed to yell in the library, and I know you're going to yell at me after what I'm about to tell you."
"What? Britt, you know I would never yell at you. What's wrong?" The Latina asks, starting to get nervous.
"You promise?"
"Yes."
"Okay, well can you sit down first?" Brittany asks. Santana scrambles to sit down in front of her girlfriend.
"Brittany, what the hell is going on?!" Santana demands, slamming her hands on the table.
"I-I hate to do this but I'm breaking up with you. I'm sorry, but I'm just not in love with you anymore. There's no point in continuing this relationship if both of us isn't in it one hundred percent." the usually-ditzy blonde says solemnly.
"What?" the Latina breathes. Tears spring to her eyes. She knew that the blonde was anything but stupid, but why did she have to choose now, when Santana needs her the most, to show it?
"I'm so sorry, San, but it has to happen. You need someone that will love you unconditionally." the blonde says.
"But I thought you loved me that way." the Latina cries.
"I do love you Santana, I'm just not in love with you." he
"Why?! There's someone else, isn't there?!" Santana suddenly shouts.
Brittany immediately flushes. Santana takes this as a yes. "Its Artie isn't it?!" she yells.
Now Brittany looks like a deer caught in headlights. "I-uh-we-uh-" she stutters.
"I fucking knew it! I saw you two talking extra close at your locker this morning, but I dismissed it, knowing that you wouldn't ever go back to him. And now you are! How could you Brittany? At the time that I need you most, cheat and them leave me? How could you?!" she repeats, her voice getting softer, even thought half the school is watching the argument. They had all heard Santana yelling and eagerly rushed to the source of the sound to see what was going on.
"Santana-" the blonde starts, reaching for her ex-girlfriend.
"NO! Don't fucking touch me!" Santana yells.
"But-But you said you wouldn't yell." Brittany says timidly.
"Yeah, well that was before I found out that you cheated on me." the Latina cries, before storming out of the now crowded library and pushing anyone that gets in the way. She makes it to the bathroom before breaking down completely. She slides down to the floor and sobs with her head in her hands.
Rachel Berry is currently practicing her latest obsession, "Skyfall", by Adele on the piano. She is always working on songs during free period instead of actually doing her work. You never know when an opportunity might come up, even if you do live in Lima, Ohio.
She's playing the closing chords to the song when her phone rings with a new text message from Kurt.
OMG you HAVE to watch this! Unbelievable!- Kurt =)
There's a video attachment. Intrigued, Rachel clicks on it. The video begins to play and the brunette sees her two cheerio glee club mates arguing in the library. Rachel's jaw drops when she doesn't here Brittany deny that she cheated on Santana. Rachel closes the video and calls Kurt.
"Rachel! Did you see it? Its crazy isn't it? I never ever thought that Brittana would-"
"Where's Santana?" the brunette asks.
"I saw her run out the library and duck into the bathroom outside of it, but I'm not sure if she's still in there. I can't believe this happened! I mean, I myself am devastated! Can you-"
"Kurt can you please stop talking? I am not at all happy with your childish actions. Did you really have to video tape it?" Rachel asks while packing up her stuff. She's going to go check on Santana.
"Uh duh! This was juicy gossip!" The flamboyant boy exclaims.
"Kurt how would you feel if someone who is supposed to be your friend, recorded Blaine breaking up with you?"
Kurt has nothing to say. "Exactly." Rachel says into the phone before hanging up. She goes into the hallway and walks toward the library bathroom.
Rachel has always had a secret crush on the Latina. That's why she believed her so easily in tenth grade when Santana said she didn't give the set list to Sue. She's always had a soft spot for her, but Santana was always too caught up in Brittany to notice.
After crying for at least ten good minutes, Santana gets up from the floor and inspects herself. When she sees her reflection, she winces. Uh, if you're going to cry in public at least make it look like you haven't been, Santana.
The Latina takes her makeup bag out of her book bag and wipes her puffy eyes with the soft tissues.
I don't even know why I bother. Nobody even likes me here. No scratch that. Nobody likes me. Anywhere.
Just then the door bursts open. Santana turns to look at the intruder, ready to give them a piece of Snix, but stops when she sees who it is.
"Hey Berry." she greets. Maybe a second ago she felt like all Lima Heights on somebody but now she doesn't even have the energy to tell Rachel to leave.
"Hello, Santana." Rachel says brightly. She always gets secretly happy and giddy when she gets alone time with the Latina.
"Are you okay?" she asks.
That's all it takes for Santana to break down again.
"Am I okay?! Do I look okay?! The love of my life cheated on me with a kid in a wheelchair and then dumped me in front of half the school! Of course I'm not fucking okay!" she sobs.
Rachel is surprised by the girl's actions. She knew that underneath the Latina's fierce personality, was just a vulnerable girl that wanted to be loved, but she never thought she would see this side of her. Rachel wraps Santana in a hug, and lets the Latina cry onto her sweater.
"Nobody loves me!" she sobs.
"What? That can't be true." Rachel says, not believing it. Santana may have her flaws, but she is all kinds of lovable.
"No, it is! My family hates me, everyone in this school hates me, and Brittany doesn't even love me anymore!" she cries.
"How could she do that? She left me for Artie again! What's so bad about me that nobody even likes me? I'm not that much of a bad person am I?" she tearfully asks.
"No! Santana, you are a lovely person with an awesome personality and everyone who doesn't care enough to get to know you then that's their loss. Okay?" Rachel asks.
"I guess so." Santana says, calming down a bit. Rachel pulls her in for another hug and the Latina is grateful. Usually she isn't a touchy-feely sappy person, but this is exactly what she needs right now.
"Thank you, Rachel. I really needed that." the Latina.
Rachel's big brown eyes light up upon hearing her crush call her by her real name.
"You're very welcome Santana. In fact, I was wondering if we could possibly be friends? It seems that you need someone to lean on during this time of need."
Santana thinks about it. Is she really that desperate that she needs Rachel Berry as a friend? Yes.
"Sure." she says, giving the brunette the biggest smile she can muster, which is a smirk. Rachel's eyes light up again and she pulls the Latina in for a hug.
"This is going to be a wonderful friendship, Santana. I look forward to being your friend and learning more about you!" she exclaims.
"Uh, ditto." Santana says. "Um Rach, can you do me a favor?"
"Of course, San. What is it?" the brunette asks, already preparing to say yes.
"Can you cover for me? I don't think I can be here any longer."
"No problem. I will tell Mr. Shue that you are sick and left early."
Much to Santana's surprise, the Latina pulls her in new friend in for yet another hug. "Thank you Rachel. It seems that you're the only person in the world that even likes me." she sniffles, feeling her tears come back.
"You're welcome. And I am positive that I'm not the only one."
"Sure. Well, see you later?" she asks.
"Of course." Rachel agrees.
Santana steps out of the bathroom and quickly ducks out of the school. Meanwhile, Rachel is still in the bathroom doing her celebration dance.
"Santana is my friend! Santana is my friend!" she exclaims.
When she's done jumping around like a five year-old, she checks her phone for the time. Its eleven fifteen AM. Lunch just started. Rachel grabs her things and goes into the cafeteria. When she enters, she sees the glee club sitting at a round table near the windows.
"Hello my friends!" Rachel exclaims as she approaches them.
"Rachel! Where's Santana?!" Kurt asks.
"She went home sick, Kurt, and I do not even know why you care so much. The whole situation doesn't even remotely concern you." she says, putting her stuff down and sitting next to Mercedes.
"I just wanted to know, God." the boy says.
"Wait, so its really true? Brittany, you really cheated on Satan?" Puck asks.
Everyone at the table turns toward the blonde girl. Her eyes well up with tears, and she nods her head, looking down.
"With who?"
"Okay, can we please stop the mini interrogation? We all know who it was, so let's just be mature about it and move on. The only thing we can do right now is be there for Santana. She's going through a lot more than she lets on and this definitely didn't help her situation and more." Rachel says.
"What do you mean? Santana has like the perfect life."
"The perfect life? If you don't remember, she was outed three weeks ago, her grandmother disowned her, and the whole school treats her differently."
"Well maybe she deserves it. She isn't called Satan for nothing, you know." Artie says, not feeling any sympathy for the Latina.
"Really? Are you serious?" Rachel asks, appalled. Nobody says anything. "Fine then, whatever. I'm sick of this. Tell Mr. Shue that I went home sick as well."
The brunette grabs her stuff and storms out the cafeteria. She can't believe the glee club thinks that way about Santana. Sure, she was a pretty mean and rude person, but ever since she was outed she has been calming down and has started being nicer to people. And if the fact that she just became friends with Rachel Berry, then she doesn't know what is.
Santana is currently on her way to her house. When she pulls up, she's relieved to see that her parents aren't home. To say that her parents weren't okay with her being gay is the understatement of the century. The only time they talk to her is when they tell her that she is a "disgrace to the Lopez name".
Santana kicks open the door to her house and steps inside. She takes in the familiar setting and sighs. The last time she was at her house was a few days ago. She tries to be at her house as less as possible so she used to spend most of her time at Brittany's house, but that obviously won't be happening now. Santana sighs heavily with tars brewing to her eyes just thinking about the events from today.
Uhh, I need food. The Latina always eats when she's upset. The great thing about having a fast metabolism is that she can eat all she wants without gaining any weight. As she enters her large, top appliance kitchen, she sees a note written on the island.
Santana,
You're mother and I are leaving and not coming back. Your choice of life is disgusting and we cant handle living under the same roof as a lesbian any longer. You still have money in your savings account. We will put money in your account every month just in case you decide to correct your repulsing choices and actually do something with your life. This is good bye Santana. Don't come looking for us, we would prefer if we never saw you again. You're a disgrace.
From,
Mirabel and Jose Lopez
"What THE FUCK?!" she screams.
That's when all hell breaks loose.