Episode 1: Ding Dong The Witch Is Dead.
'Rachel!' She could hear their shouts up the stairs. As she clung on to the side for her life frightened. She stood up but was cut down again by the same person as they grabbed her ankles. She kicked violently and her foot collided with the assailants face.
'You won't get away, bitch!' They spat and Rachel recognised the voice she turned around and saw under the hood.
'Rachel!' There was a loud scream and then nothing.
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Her smile shone in the photo that stood by the front of the church. Rachel's eyes were glistened with tears as she looked over the image. Rachel sat down as everyone else seemed to come in, she moved herself to the end as Sugar, Brittany and Santana joined her. The group was all back together again Rachel laughed slightly to herself as a tear fell from her eye. Sugar gripped her hand smiling at her slightly.
'It's gonna be ok.' She said, Rachel nodded slowly looking back over at the picture. Quinn's bright eyes looked out onto her and filled up the room. The coffin lay closed with her inside, her mom sat on the front row barley holding herself together. Brittany put her hand on her shoulder as her other her was clutched tight to Santana. Judy turned around and smiled weakly at Brittany, Brittany quickly reached into her pocket and pulled out a tissue she handed it to Judy who took it thankfully.
'I see her dad's not here.' Rachel said quietly to Sugar as she looked around.
'Did you expect him to be, after what happened?' She said looking with Rachel.
'She was still his daughter no matter what happened that night.' She faced the front again breathing deeply.
A man in light robes walked over to Judy and whispered something in her ear she smiled and he walked to the front. 'It looks like everyone is here.' He smiled and his voice came out soothingly. 'Dear friends, and family,' He said indicating towards the small row in which Judy sat. 'We're gathered here today, to say goodbye to the wonderfully bright and loving girl that was Quinn Fabray.'
Rachel smiled slightly happy that Quinn was getting a goodbye she knew she'd have wanted one. 'I have been told by friends of Quinn how loyal she was, and how much they truly cared for her. It's sad that I never had the pleasure of me…' He cut off as the door opened to the church.
'Sorry for being late.' A girl's voice said and they heard pairs of feet squishing towards the back row.
'It's ok, we're all here to say goodbye.' The reverend smiled. Together the girls turned around seeing the one person they never thought would have seen at Quinn's funeral. Tina Cohen-Chang looked at them quickly then faced the other way as she sat down.
'Making an entrance as usual.' Santana leaned in whispering to the girls. The reverend continued.
'What do you think she's doing here?' Brittany said looking scared. Santana's thumb rubbed itself against Brittany's hand calming her.
'Probably coming to see her work paid off.' Sugar said spitefully.
'What are you talking about?' Brittany looked at her again.
'Don't you think it's a bit strange, Tina and Quinn hated each other, they said many times they wished the other was dead. I suppose one of them got their wish.' She said staring forward still.
'You don't think she…?' Rachel said looking at Sugar.
'I wouldn't put it past her.' She said and they leaned back in the row watching and listening closely.
'Now we have some of Quinn's friends, they wanted to sing something for her.' He smiled and together the four girls stood up. Rachel looked over her shoulder as they got up and saw Tina whispering into some person's ear. They reached the front looking out across the crowd all with tears in their eyes as they started.
'I've heard it said that people come into our lives for a reason…'
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They slowly left the church, the reverend stood by the door bidding people goodbye. Judy stayed behind sitting on her chair as the group made their way outside. Together they stood looking around as Tina walked towards them.
'Hey, girls.' She smiled at them.
'Tina, what are you doing here?' Santana asked concerned.
'Can't I see the old witch go down?' She laughed slightly. 'I'm sorry that was insensitive of me.'
'You know what will be insensitive is if I stuck put fist down your throat right here!' Sugar glared at her and Rachel grabbed her arm.
'Now now Sugar, that's not very sweet, is it.' She laughed again. 'Well, I have to go now, tell her I said 'Hi', I'm sure I'll see you around.' She said turning her back on them and as she walked away she sang under her breathe so only the group could here. 'Ding, dong the witch is dead, which old witch, the wicked witch…'
The group stared at her until she walked around the corner and they couldn't see her anymore. 'She's a piece of work.' Santana grated her teeth.
'Should have let me finish her off when we had the chance.' Sugar said and looked at the group. 'Ok, I'm sorry, it's just I, she was out of order. Ding, dong the witch is so not dead.' She growled.
'Have the police spoke to either of you again recently?' Rachel said turning to Brittany and Santana trying to change the conversation.
'I spoke them, yesterday, yeah yesterday.' Brittany said thinking.
'Do you think we should tell them about Tina?' Santana said looking around.
Sugar scoffed. 'They won't do anything about that, they'll say she's just a bitch or something.'
'But someone killed Quinn and Tina wished her dead on many occasions, showed up to the funeral and was happy about it.' Santana said looking at her.
Rachel's phone pinged, she looked down at it then back up at the others. 'I gotta get home, my dad's said they wanna talk to me about something.'
'Yeah, I think I need to be home anyway. See you at school, tomorrow?' Sugar smiled to the group.
'Course,' Santana said.
'See you then.' Rachel said walking down the road as the group dispersed. She walked quickly home feeling more uncomfortable from the funeral than she thought she would have been. Her phone pinged again and she looked down. She opened the text and read it carefully. 'Be careful walking home on your own, 4 out of 5 bitches are still alive. Ding, dong the bitch is dead. Q' Rachel looked at her phone again confused and then she looked around feeling suddenly exposed and scared.
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They all sat around on her large bed laughing and joking with each other. Quinn poured out the drink for everyone but Brittany refused. 'Come on, Britt! It's just us friends!' She said laughingly as she glugged down her own glass and refilled it again.
'No, I'm ok thanks.'
'Brittany,' Quinn said sounding serious now. 'Have some. I insist.'
'Oh, OK, go on then.' She smiled at Quinn filled up her glass. Brittany took a small sip before putting it down to the side.
'Drink up girls!' Quinn said the four of them tipped their glasses back. Brittany watched the all concerned trying to care for her girlfriend. 'Did you see Tina today? When she was doing that "cheerleading routine"' Quinn said air quoting with her fingers as she did so. 'She's just fat and ugly and can't cope that people like me more than her.'
Rachel laughed, slightly in shock. 'Maybe we should leave her alone, don't want any to get hurt now do we?' She smiled.
'Sorry Rachel I forgot you were a goody-two-shoes.' Quinn sighed rolling her eyes.
'I am not!' She shouted laughing with her.
'Then prove it.' Quinn said leaning forward.
Rachel smiled 'Name it.'
'Spin the bottle.' Quinn looked at the group as she poured into everyone's glasses again. 'Hey, Britt.' Brittany turned looking at her 'you haven't drank you drink.' She said with piercing eyes. Brittany picked her glass up and drank it quickly whilst Quinn poured the remainder of the bottle into her own already over glass. She jumped back onto the bed which made a small thud.
'Quinn, won't your mom mind we're drinking?' Santana said looking at Quinn as her hand reached out for Brittany's leg squeezing it gently.
Quinn looked towards the door. 'What she doesn't know won't kill her.' She smiled 'I'll go first!' She said and she spins the bottle, it spins for what felt like an eternity before the bottle landed on Santana. 'Hey there, San.' Quinn smiled cheekily at her. Santana smiled back and they lent in, Sugar squealed laughing as did Rachel but Brittany just sat there watching. Santana and Quinn's lips met and they kissed deeply and then their mouths opened and they started making out.
'Hey!' Brittany screamed pulling Santana back.
'Calm down, Britt.' Santana laughed her eyes unfocused the drink starting to take its toll.
'Yeah it's only a game, Britt.' Quinn laughed again.
Santana turned to Brittany. 'And you know I only have eyes for you.' She said puckering up her lips and Brittany kissed her.
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Santana pulled up to her house and clambered out of the car. She smiled as she stepped forwarding feeling happy that she still had Brittany here with her. She walked up the front garden path when she heard her name being called from behind her. She turned around seeing Mr Schue, her Spanish teacher, at the end of her garden by her car.
'Mr. Schue?' She said walking back towards him.
'Santana,' He smiled at her, 'I didn't get to talk to you or the girls at the funeral, I hope you don't mind me coming up here.'
'No, no it's fine.' She smiled, 'What was it that you wanted?'
'I was just wondering if we could about Quinn sometime, at school they do this counselling thing, for anyone who needs it.' He smiled. 'I was wondering if you wanted to talk about you felt, we could go to a coffee shop or something.'
'I'm sorry Mr Schue…'
'Call me Will.' He smiled at her.
'Err… ok. Yeah, I'm sorry but I need to get going, me and Brittany are going out for a meal tonight and I need to get ready.'
'Oh … ok.' He smiled.
'I'll tell her about it though and we'll probably get something sorted.'
He shuffled on his feet. 'It's good you girls have each other.'
'Yeah, it is.' She smiled turning towards the house and walking up the garden again. She saw out of the corner of her eye him walk away down the road. As she clunked the keys in the door she received a text. She quickly opened the door and shut it behind her looking at her phone. It didn't say who it was from but Santana read it anyway. 'Good girl, maybe now you'll be faithful. Q.' Santana dropped her phone.
'Hello?' Her mother's voice called out.
Santana quickly snatched up her phone again. 'It's fine mom, it's just me.' She smiled putting her phone in her pocket.
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Santana walked through the school courtyard feeling as if she was being watched the whole way when she finally found the table. Rachel, Sugar and Brittany were already sat down.
'Hey, San.' Sugar smiled up to her.
'Hey,' Brittany said as Santana sat next to her and their hands embraced.
'Sorry, what were you talking about?' She smiled at them.
'I was just saying I received a text yesterday from someone named 'Q'.' Rachel said and Santana's eyes widened. 'It said something about being careful, saying there was still 4 bitches alive.' Rachel said looking at the group.
'I received a similar message too.' Sugar said. 'Only mine was some rubbish about how I should be sweeter and then something about a brick. I can't really remember what it said and I threw the note away.'
'Wait yours was a note?' Rachel said looking at her.
Sugar looked back. 'Yeah, I found it in my locker this morning.'
'Have you guys received anything?' Rachel said looking at them.
Brittany picked up her phone and opening a text. 'I received this: Watch out Britt Britt, the bitches are closer than you think. Q.' I didn't really think anything of it and I got a bit confused.
'San, how about you?'
'What? Sorry?' Santana said blinking and looking at them.
'Are you ok?' Sugar looked at her.
She nodded 'Yeah I'm fine, just didn't get much sleep last night. And, no… I haven't received any message, yet anyway.'
Rachel smiled at her. 'Ok then… what do you think these mean? We've all, well nearly, received a message from someone named 'Q'.'
'It's probably just some joke.' Sugar said smiling.
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Rachel's eyes flickered open as she awoke her head dizzy not remembering half the things that had happened the night before. She lifted herself off the bed, finding herself alone in the room. She pushed herself off the bed opening the door and walking down stairs. 'Oh, Rachel! You're awake!' Sugar's eyes were puffy with tears.
'What happened? I woke up, no one was there.' She said reaching the floor.
'I know, I woke up and it was only us in the room, I texted Santana and she's at home with Brittany.' Sugar said walking with Rachel to the kitchen.
'Ok, but why have you been crying?' She said as they reached the kitchen.
'Ms. Berry?' A man's voice startled Rachel as she looked at him. 'I'm from the police, we have a few questions for you regarding the death of a Ms. Fabray.' He said looking at her. Rachel looked at Sugar wide eyed.
'They asked me questions too.' She said.
'What … what happened?' She said as the policeman walked her over to the small table.
'Ms. Fabray was found strangled to death by her mother about 2 hours ago.' He looked at her inquisitively.
'What do you mean strangled?' Rachel said and she could feel her eyes filling with tears.
'I mean she's dead Ms. Berry, and someone killed her. So, can you tell me exactly what happened last night? Ms. Motta said she woke up and it was only you and her in the room?'
Rachel nodded. 'Well, I don't know I just woke up and the room was empty.' She turned her head slightly and saw Sugar with her dad. She hugged him tightly and stared at Rachel. 'Can I please answer the questions when one of my dads get here?' Rachel said feeling nervous and scared.
'Of course, we contacted them they should be on their way.'
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They still sat at the table looking around the small courtyard. 'Whatever it is, it's sick.' Santana said looking at them. 'This person is obviously pretending to be Quinn.'
'I think it's Tina.' Brittany said staring forward the rest of the group looked at her. 'Come on, you were thinking the same. You saw how she was at the funeral and how she made a point of talking to us at the end.'
'Hey, guys.' Rachel said pointing behind Brittany and Santana. They all turned around and saw Tina walking with a group of her friends, they were talking normally and then Tina turned around smiling at the group of girls and they continued walking.
