The water was cold. But it had just been warm a second ago. She stared at the razor blade for a few seconds before putting it down on the edge of the bathtub. Just as she had stood up and was about to step out, the door swung open. Her sister stepped in and took her by the neck. She slammed her down back into the water and Alex felt pain skyrocket through her back. But then, she realized that her head was being kept under and water was filling her lungs.

Alex sputtered down air and choked when her head was finally allowed back up. She stared up at her sister in terror, uncertain of the Latina's next move. Alex felt herself relax a bit as her neck was released. But then, she felt her arm get snatched up from the water roughly and then held up. Alex cried out in pain as the razor blade she had sat down was plunged into her wrist.

Santana was not surprised when she heard the whimpers coming from the girl beside her. Her mother had gone home several hours ago after Santana assured the woman that Alex would be alright with her. The hospital room was dark except for a dim florescent light above the bed.

Santana shushed her sister and nudged the 14 year old gently. "Alex, it's alright, I'm here." The Latina said softly. Alex's eyes shot open and she looked around quickly. Her body was tense and Santana felt it relax after a few seconds.

"Nightmare?" Santana asked after Alex leaned back into her arms. The young girl nodded and shuddered.

"Well, you just need to know that you're safe now. No one's going to hurt you again. And you can't hurt yourself again." Santana told her sister.

"I'm sorry San." Alex said, her voice scratchy from sleep. She took her sister's hand and held it, feeling the warmth that the tan hand gave off.

"What pushed you to that, all of the sudden?" Santana asked carefully. She squeezed her sister's hand and turned to look at her.

Alex breathed in, the air catching in her throat several times. "I kept having these dreams. And you were in them. Except you didn't love me." Alex admitted, shaking as she remembered the one she had just woken up from. It wasn't as haunting as the one she had in the hallway though.

"You know that's not true." Santana said, running a thumb over Alex's hand.

Alex nodded and then nestled down into Santana. She closed her eyes and started to drift off again and Santana wrapped an arm around her sister.

Alex managed to sleep soundly through the night, and woke up late the next morning. She was content to find that Santana had stayed with her through the night. The Latina was asleep next to her, with her arms still wrapped around her.

Alex realized that she needed to use the bathroom and slowly got up out of the bed. Santana awoke immediately and looked at her questioningly.

"I'm just going to the bathroom." Alex assured the Latina as she walked into the small room. She emerged minutes later, and found Santana sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Brittany wants to come see you. She knows you're in the hospital, but she doesn't know what happened." Santana informed her as she finished sending a text.

Alex was relieved to hear the Santana hadn't told Brittany what had happened. But she knew how much it would hurt her sister to have to lie to her girlfriend.

"You can tell her Santana. She's your girlfriend." Alex said quietly. People were going to have to find out eventually.

Santana tilted her head to the side. "Are you sure?" She questioned.

Alex nodded. Santana was surprised, but decided not to ask about it any further. Instead, she pulled out her phone and texted Brittany that she could come at any time. The blonde replied that she would be there in half an hour.

Alex decided to change into real clothes before Brittany got there. Her sister had brought her up a pair of jeans and t-shirt because she remembered how much Alex hated the hospital gowns. She felt much more normal after she had changed, and then went to sit next to Santana on the bed.

The two sisters waited in silence for Brittan to arrive. Even though Brittany was one of the only people outside of her family that Alex was comfortable around, she was still nervous to admit what happened. She prepared herself as the blonde walked into the room.

Alex leaned into Brittany's hug, and she was surprised at how gentle the blonde was. As they separated, Brittany smiled softly at her. "Are you alright?" She asked, noticing the bandages on the girl's wrists.

Alex nodded. She was waiting for the question. And sure enough, it came. "What happened?"

"I, um. I tried to kill myself." Alex admitted in the thick voice. Brittany's eyes widened, and she looked over at Santana.

"But why?" Brittany asked innocently. She didn't understand why the younger girl would want to do that. She had seemed alright when she went to her house. Sure, she had passed out in the hallway, but still.

"I just…um. It just got too…it got to be too much." Alex struggled to put all of her feelings into words.

"Well I'm glad you're alive. Glee Club needs you." Brittan smiled. Alex felt a bit of happiness inside of her. Maybe she did have a reason to live.