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All mistakes are mine

Santana was walking through the vacant halls of William McKinley High School when she heard the voice of a broken heart. She made a detour and entered the auditorium. She saw the tiny brunette that she had spent years torturing, on stage pouring her heart out. Santana's first thought was of course to leave, but her she couldn't bring herself to leave as she watched the girl fall apart in front of her. Once she collapsed with tears running down her face Santana hopped on stage and wrapped her arms around the smaller girl. "Rachel, hey, what's wrong?" her voice was soft and caring, very un-Santana like.

"He- and –I" she couldn't get the words out through the sobs that were breaking her body.

"Hey, it's okay."Santana smoothed the girl's hair back. "Come on. I'm getting you out of here." She helped Rachel up to her feet, supporting/carrying her and out of the auditorium. Santana took Rachel to her car and helped her inside before getting in on the driver's side. She waited for Rachel's cries to die down a bit before speaking. "Rach, what happened?" Rachel shook her head frantically not wanting to remember the day's events. "Okay, look Rachel, I can't just sit here and leave you alone knowing that something serious is tearing you up. So I'm going to take you somewhere and you're going to talk to me okay?"

"San-"

"No Berry, this isn't optional. You're coming and we're going to talk. Got it?" Rachel opened her mouth to protest but decided against it and closed her mouth and nodded. "Good."

Santana took Rachel to a park not too far from her house. She figured it would be pretty secluded since it was the middle of the day and most kids would be in school. The two girls walked down to the lake that was in the middle of the park and sat down to watch the water as it stayed perfectly still. Rachel brought her knees up to her chest and wrapped her arms around them, resting her chin on her knee.

"Rach, are you going to tell me what happened?"

"Why do you care?"

Santana shrugged while scooting closer to the small brunette, "I just do."

"Since when Santana? You've spent the whole time we've known each other making my life miserable"

Santana didn't want to admit it, but what Rachel said kind of hurt her a little bit. Although she never told anyone, Santana loved the little diva and seeing her like this broke her heart. "I know Rachel, and I'm sorry for that, but I want to help you. I don't like seeing you like this. You always have your head held up high and you're always beaming, but seeing you in there crying like that, breaking down on stage… I don't ever want to see you like that again."

"You think it's so easy Santana!? To walk around and smile acting like the most positive girl in the world when I'm covered in one of your ordered slushie facials, or being shoved into lockers by jocks and cheerios. By Friday afternoon I always have a bruise on my shoulder or arms, and I have to cover it up with makeup so my father's don't find out. I'm not stupid and I'm not naïve, I know no one likes me, and the glee kids only tolerate me because of my singing voice okay. I know. Today was just everything taking its toll. I just had a minor break down. Everything's fine now." Rachel stood up to walk away, but Santana was grabbing her arm and turning her around before she got the chance.

The Latina pulled the tiny brunet into her chest. "I'm not letting you go Berry. I'm sorry I've done all of this to you. I was jealous, you're the girl that everyone knows is making it out of here, you're the girl that made me fall in love with out me even knowing it. I was scared, that's why I've treated you the way I do. I'm so sorry."

"No, Santana!" Rachel tried pulling away, but the Latina wouldn't budge. "Let go of me Santana. All you've ever done is hurt me!" Rachel pounded on Santana tears falling down her face, she tried to push her away, but in reality Rachel just wanted the Latina to hold on tighter.

"I know Rachel, and I'm sorry. But I promise you that will never happen again. No more slushie facials, no more being shoved into lockers, all of it stops now. I promise you're safe with me."

"Why?" Rachel cries had subsided and her voice was a low whisper. She was now holding on to the Latina. "Why now? After two years why?"

"Because seeing you up there is something I never want to see again. I know I've hurt you, and you have no reason to forgive me, but I'm going to work for it anyway. I'm in love with you Rachel Berry, and I never knew how to deal with it, so I was mean and a bully, and-"

"Stop. Just stop Santana," Rachel pressed her finger to the Latina's lips to silence her. "Can you just take me home Santana? I'm really tired."

"Uh, yeah, of course." Santana led Rachel to her car. The drive to Rachel's house was silent. Santana wanted to say something, but she wasn't sure what. Nothing seemed right. She cut the engine when they arrived in Rachel's driveway. "Rachel I'm really sorry about before-"

"Will you come up with me Santana? My fathers won't be home for awhile and I don't want to be alone. I understand if that's too much to ask."

"No, Rachel it's fine. I can stay." Rachel smiled half heartedly. Santana got out of her car and went around to open Rachel's door. Rachel took her hand as she climbed out tumbling a little bit in the process. "Rach are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm just really tired. Come on." Rachel led Santana who had to keep a hand on Rachel to keep her from tripping. They stopped at the bottom of the stairs.

"Here," Santana picked Rachel up and climbed the stairs looking in each room until she found the pink one. Rachel was already sleeping in her arms once they reached it. She placed her on her bed, only causing her to stir slightly, and pulled off her shoes before helping her lay down. Rachel grabbed Santana's hand and pulled her down on to the bed so she was lying beside her.

"I love you Santana," the words were mumbled, but Santana still heard them, and it made her heart swell. She placed on chaste kiss on the diva's forehead as she snuggled into her.

"I love you too."

I hope you guys enjoyed. I tend to get a lot of Pezberry ideas so I figured I should publish them. Fill free to give me some prompts. And for those of you follow Hold My Hand I'm going to try to update this weekend.