Blue Funk

Author: Miss Lemons

Summary: Pieces of a shattered vase are sprawled all over the kitchen. Framed pictures that were once treasured are now a mess of broken glass on the floor. Arthur whimpers and snuggles against my foot, still wondering what has happened during the past few hours. "Dianna was just having a hard time, okay? She'll be fine." I whisper to the distraught puppy in my arms. Dianna becomes severely depressed after Lea ended their relationship. Luckily, Naya is there to help her. Achele and Nayanna friendship. Taken from Naya's point of view.

Author's Note: There might be some grammatical errors here and there, so please understand because English isn't my first language. Enjoy!

I glance at the clock for the third time in ten minutes. It's 10 p.m., and to be honest, this situation I'm in is quite saddening but interesting at the same time. Pieces of a shattered vase are sprawled all over the kitchen, along with the mess of flowers that came along with it. Framed pictures that were once treasured are now a mess of broken glass on the floor. Arthur whimpers and snuggles against my foot, still wondering what has happened during the past few hours. It was awfully chaotic then, but now, everything was silent but Arthur's whimpers and my ragged breathing. When I arrived here, there was a lot of yelling, crying, as well as the noises of things being thrown to the ground. Honestly, I was pretty shocked.

Arthur whimpers again, loudly this time. "Shh," I say before lifting him off the floor. "Dianna was just having a hard time, okay? She'll be fine." I whisper to the distraught puppy in my arms. Arthur just continued to whimper quietly as I cradle him. I think the situation that shocked me also startled him. "I'm sorry you had to witness what happened between Lea and Di."

I pick up a framed picture of Dianna and Lea that was badly shattered near the corner of a wall. The picture was taken when the cast vacationed to England. I was there too, and I remember perfectly that they looked like the happiest couple on earth. They wouldn't leave each other's side. During their fight recently, Lea slammed the picture from the table onto a wall before she stormed out of the door. Like Santana, I went all Lima Heights on her after I saw how heartbroken Dianna was. I never thought I'd see Dianna Agron go berserk, which was so unlike herself. It was her who threw the vase onto the ground. Fortunately, I stopped her before she could grasp her fingers on the toaster.

"Just stop it, Lea! I'm sick of you acting like this all the time!" cried Dianna. "You're a hypocrite, you're always accusing me! What about yourself, huh? Have you ever considered thinking about that?"

I watched the heated scene in front of me. Right now, I'm awkwardly standing near the kitchen door, startled by the yelling I heard. I glance at Lea, who was now looking angrier than she was before. She clenched her fists.

"You know what, Dianna? I don't give a fuck anymore!" she screamed, grabbing the framed picture of them taken in England. "We're done! You're your stupid picture!" she added before throwing the photo frame hardly to the wall.

"Lea, what the fuck?" I yelled at her, shocked by her actions. How could she do that? She turned away from me, so I grabbed her arm. Before I could say anything else, she pointed her finger at me and said, "Stay out of this, Rivera!" in the most ferocious voice I've ever heard. She pulled away from my grasp and started to shatter more framed photos to the ground. Lea gave Dianna one more dirty look. Dianna's hazel eyes filled with tears. Then, she walked out of the apartment and slammed the door. Once that happened, Dianna took out her anger on a perfectly structured vase that stood on the table, screaming as she threw it on the ground. Pieces of glass flew everywhere. She was ready to throw her toaster to the ground as well, but I grasped her hands before she could make a move. "Hey… HEY! Di! Stop it!" I yelled. "You two broke a lot of things already. Control yourself."

"I don't CARE!" she screamed. "Who gives a fuck? She broke up with me, Nay!"

I made sure Dianna was out of her raging state before I ran out of the apartment to look for Lea. Finally, I found her in the parking lot, fetching her car keys from her bag. Lea looked so angry… and scary when she saw me. She tried to avoid me, so I chased her around the parking lot before successfully catching her. "Naya! I told you to stay out of this!" she yelled, looking ready to use her fists to attack me.

"Apologize. Now." I said sternly. "What you did was simply too much, Lee. If you care about Dianna, get up there and say you're sorry."

"I don't give a fuck about Dianna!" she screamed. "I broke up with her!"

"You know you do. She does. Just admit it."

"I don't, so stop acting like a psychological dumbass!"

I gave her an offended look. "Whatever, you know how you feel deep inside yourself. I'm just here to tell you that you'll regret it… believe me, Sarfati."

I let her go before walking back to Dianna's apartment. Lea didn't say anything, but I could tell by her expression that she had some sort of agreement to the last sentence I told her. It was a look of regret and sadness.

When I got back, I saw Dianna, surprisingly sitting on the couch without throwing anything to the ground. She was trying so hard not to cry looking at the pictures of Lea and herself that were thrown to the ground.

"Di…" I tried to console my broken friend. All of a sudden, she collapsed on the floor and burst into tears. I knelt down beside her, comforted her, and rubbed her back. She never stopped crying. I was close to tears myself. Seeing all this was just too much. Dianna had the first picture Lea shattered in her hands. No matter how much I tried to make her tears stop, it just didn't work. I never saw Dianna like this… ever.

I'm actually wondering what I'm doing here. I know that I could spend my time doing something else. I've been in Dianna's apartment for a few hours now, and half the time I spent convincing Lea to apologize, and I even went as far as chasing her around the parking lot. She's said some pretty nasty things to Dianna, then abruptly declared that their relationship was over, which left Dianna hurt and in tears.

Sighing, I mended the broken picture with the scotch tape I found on the table. It didn't look quite fixed, but at least the pieces stayed together. It was just so sad looking at the mess that the fight left behind. I did the same with the other framed photos that were damaged and placed them where they originally belonged. I originally drove to her apartment because I wanted to return her phone that she accidentally left behind in her trailer. But seeing the fight and knowing that I could possibly stop it, I knew that I came during the right time.

All of a sudden, I heard a cry, followed by another. Arthur started to bark, and then he jumped off my arms and ran to Dianna's bedroom. I decided to follow him, just to see how Dianna was doing. I peeked through the door, which was slightly open. Arthur was nuzzling himself on Dianna's chest. I gently opened the door and poked my head inside. "Di?"

Dianna just looked up at me from petting Arthur. And then, without saying anything, she just switched her focus back to her puppy. I could tell she was in a bad mood; or in a really bad mood, if I should say, because she never greeted people in such a neglectful way. Her eyes were red and puffy; I could tell she's been crying the whole time, with tearstains on her cheeks. Even sobs were still escaping her lips once in awhile.

"Di…" I said gently, walking closer to her. "I'm sorry about what happened. Are you okay?"

Dianna didn't answer me. She just continued to ignore my question for a few minutes. Finally, I spoke up again. Why was she acting like this? "Dianna—"

"Go away!" she yelled all of a sudden, as she threw a pillow across the room, aiming at me. It landed roughly on a lamp that fell off a desk. Arthur woke up from his sleep and whimpered as he buried himself under the blanket. What the hell was wrong with her? I swear, I've never seen her act this rudely to people before.

"Dianna! What the hell is wrong with you?" I asked her in a louder voice. She just stared at me with tears in her eyes and another pillow in hand. Uh-oh. Quickly, I approached her and yanked it off her hands before she could throw it across the room. I handcuffed her with my own hands, making sure that my grasp was strong enough. "You're crazy, Agron. So tell me what the fuck is wrong with you. You NEVER acted like this whenever you were upset."

"Let. Me. GO!" she screamed, trying to escape from my strong grip. Fortunately, she wasn't strong enough. After a few minutes of trying, she gave up, so I let go of her. Thankfully, she didn't reach for any more things to throw at me.

"Now I know that you like to throw things when you're upset," I chuckled, studying the look on her face. She managed to give me an apologetic look. Although she was breathing heavily, she finally calmed down a little. "Dianna, I didn't mean to make you mad again. But what's wrong? Maybe we can talk about it if you want to."

Dianna didn't say anything. Her eyes started to water, her bottom lip quivered, and then sobs heaved her chest, signaling that she was about to start crying. "G-Gosh, Nay, I'm so sorry…" she apologized in between sobs. I told her that it was okay, and pulled her into an embrace as she soaked my shirt with tears. Poor Di. I comforted her and rubbed her back until she was feeling a little better.

"T-Thank you for staying," she muttered. "even if I was being a bitch to you."

"No problem, Di." I said. "Just… you kinda scared me today."

She nodded.

"S'okay, Di. Just don't go crazy like that again… you're not doing yourself any good by breaking your own possessions." I said. "Good thing I stopped you from smashing your toaster to the ground, right?"

"Definitely." she replied back. Until now, she still hasn't smiled. I probably have to get used to how Dianna was feeling. "Why did you stay here for so long? You could've headed home a few hours ago."

"Lea—"I began, recognizing Dianna cringe just at the sound of her name. "She said some hurtful things to you, didn't she? Di, it really saddened me seeing you two fight. So I tried to get her to apologize to you, but she kept on refusing. So that's what I've been doing here."

"You didn't have to do that, Nay."

After a few minutes of silence, I spoke up. "D-Do you… maybe wanna talk about it?" I asked softly, not wanting her to talk about something that would make her uncomfortable. None of us said anything.

"I-It was just a stupid fight." she muttered after a period of silence.

"A stupid fight?" I asked. "About what?"

A tear rolled down her cheek. "I-It was all my fault," she said, before bursting into tears once again.

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