Something I thought of while listening to Soulless Child by Laura Marling.

Santana opened the door. It was dark, like the night had claimed this room as it's own. She heard ragged breathing so she knew Brittany was in there somewhere. Wrapped up in all of the darkness, which seemed to have become a part of her. Once theLatina's eyes got used to the darkness she could make out a the shape of brittany sitting in the corner of the room mumbling to herself. Santana made her way over to the blonde but stopped a few meter away from her as to not scare her. She slowly and gently made her way over to the blond, but she seemed too out of it to even notice the Latina.

It scared Santana even more because although it always hurt he when Brittany flinched away when she approached she at least reacted to her being in the room but know it seemed as if she wasn't really there. As is she left and only her body remained.

"Britt you have to get up. Please Britt you have to eat something." Santana tried to convince her with a calm voice.

After some more attempts nothing came back. So the Latina began lifting the seemingly lifeless blonde off the floor to carry her to the kitchen. She hoped that the smell of food would at least trigger brittany's survival instinct to kick in since she hasn't eaten for 4 days. Again.

It wasn't easy taking care of brittany since she had a really hard time get her to eat. for a shower she could always grab her and do the work more or less herself but she couldn't eat for Brittany. As all of it began brittany had to be fed though a tube as she was getting dangerously skinny. Today Brittany was still only a ghost of the woman Santana remembers but she healther but still thin.

"Look Britt Britt I mad your pancakes in the shape of ducks. And i even got maple sirup."

Still no response. Santana held up a piece of pancake in front of Brittany's mouth but she didn't even blink.

This was one of the bad days Santana expierienced. Normally Brittany could be kicked out of her own world to at least eat or shower but today she seemed stuck. What worried the Latina even more was the silent tears that were flowing down her face.

Santana new what the blonde was trapped in and it was heartbreaking. She knew Brittany was fighting her demons over and over even when she was awake. She couldn't shake them off, but as the months passed by the strangled screams and sobs susided and were replaced by these silent tears. they just flowed out without brittany as much as moving her face but her eyes told her story further than words could ever explain. You could see in her eyes that she was terrified as well as scared for life with a sadness that forced her into this state.

"Please B, eat at least a little bit. I don't want to admit you to the hospital again. They will force you to eat through the feeding tube and i know you don't like that. Please just eat for me. Please." Santana was now on the verge of tears but Brittany moved and began to eat.

At last. She didn't know if it were her pleas or just the metion of the feeding tube that got Brittany to eat but she thanked god for every bite Brittany took.

When she was finished Santana lead her into the bathroom wo clean her up. She undressed her and sat her gently into the bath tub. She started running water until it was warm and cozy and began to wash the blondes body. She gently massaged her scalp, while washing blonde locks and gently tucked her into a towel when she finished.

She brushed her teeth and hair, dressed her and tuck her into bed. She wanted to leave the room but decided against it. Instead she closed the door and sat down against it. After a while without even realizing she silently started singing

"You wont even look at yourself in the mirror anymore.
Can't tell dream from reality.
I couldn't take it so i opened your door,
I saw things i should never see.
Someone you look up to crying in their bed, someone you want to be losing their head.

Soulless Child once so wild
Now a shadow of what they used to be, they used to be so close to me.
Soulless Child once so wild
Now a ghost roaming endless halls thinking that she gets no calls."

and drifted off to sleep preparing for another day.

A/N: So please let me know what you think. This is my first attempt to write anything that doesn't seem like crap yet. So let me know if I should tray again or can actually keep going with this one :P And sorry for mistakes but really it's late and I'm tired.