I do not own anything, Glee and all characters belong to Fox. Any resemblance to real people is completely coincidental. I wrote this because I was really annoyed with the story-lines (or lack there-of) for Santana, so I made my own. Hope you guys enjoy!

Set after the "Break Up" episode.

The door to the small dorm room slams shut as Santana crashes onto her bed, exhausted both mentally and physically from the trip back to Lima.

"Well, hello to you too" comes a voice from the other side of the room.

"Sorry, I'm just…never mind. Sorry." Santana says, not lifting her face from the pillow.

Jen, her roommate, sets down her textbook and walks over to Santana's bed. She sees the cheerleader looking quite far from cheerful at the moment. She sits on the bed and places a hand on Santana's back; she is slightly surprised the usually icy girl did not reject the action.

"San, what happened?" She asks, already having some idea of what happened.

"What do you think?!" Santana hissed.

Jen took a look around Santana's side of the room, and then at her own side. It was very obvious which one of the two was in a committed relationship. Santana had pictures of her and her girlfriend all over the place, and always slept with this stuffed unicorn toy every single night. Jen on the other hand, had hung absolutely nothing up.

"Would this have anything to do with Brittany?" She pries.

The cheerleader sits up quite abruptly and wraps her arms around the shocked girl, burying her face in her roommate's neck. The crying starts quietly, but in no time at all, Santana's body is being wrecked with violent sobs.

"I ruined everything" Santana sobs into Jen's neck, barely audible.

"ssshh, its going to be okay" Jen whispers, rubbing her roommates back while silently cursing the blonde that has effectively put an end to her studying.

Eventually Santana cried herself out, and allowed Jen to put her to sleep. Just before she fell into a deep, overdue sleep, she mumbles something that she is sure Jen wouldn't be able to hear (as it was mostly for herself anyways)…"I just love her so much".

Looking down at her roommate, Jen quickly wipes a tear from her own eye as she hears the sadness in Santana's voice. "I know sweetheart," she answers before grabbing hers and Santana's cellphones and heading into the hallway.

PART TWO

She damn well knew that was she was doing was a super huge invasion of Santana's privacy, but she continued doing it anyways. This girl that was sleeping in her room, this wasn't her roommate, she had never met this girl before, this girl was broken, this girl was weak. There was no way she was going to bed herself before getting to the bottom of this.

"There it is!" she says, thinking out loud as she copies the number from Santana's phone into her own.

She doesn't even realize she's doing it, but as the phone rings once, then twice, Jen begins to pace up and down the hallway. What the hell time was it in Ohio anyways? She was just about to give up when the call had been accepted and a barely audible "hello?" sounded in her ear.

"Hello Brittany?" She asks.

"Yeah…who is this?" the girl asks, sounding more awake now.

"My name is Jen"

Silence

"Okay?" Brittany asks, who the hell was Jen?

"Oh shit, sorry! I'm Santana's roommate" She answers, face palming herself. How tired was she?

Silence

"Hello? Brittany? You still there?" She asks, pretty sure she's about to hear the beep of a disconnected phone.

"Yeah, sorry. Why are you calling me? It's really late. Is everything okay? Wait, how'd you get this number?"

"Okay, one question at a time. Yes I know it is extremely late, I myself am exhausted as I've been comforting your girlfriend for the past 3 hours…"

"Ex" Brittany says, interrupting.

"What?"

"We broke up, she's my ex-girlfriend"

"Yeah well I figured as much. Anyways, I've been comforting your ex-girlfriend for the past 3 hours. She couldn't stop sobbing long enough for me to get out what the hell happened. I'm calling you so late so that you can fill me in and I can be better prepared to handle her wicked mood swings tomorrow morning"

"Why was she crying? She broke up with me. She said she was a bad girlfriend and then broke up with me. Look, it really isn't your business anyways, you're her roommate, its not like you guys are best friends or whatever. I'm going to sleep, please don't call this number again."

"Wait!" Jen starts, but is cut off by a clicking noise followed by that familiar beep.

Fuck she thinks to herself, what the actual fuck, San was so upset, and she's the one who broke up with this girl? She kept running over what her roommate's ex-girlfriend had said over and over as she climbs into her own bed for a well-deserved sleep.

Women… she complains, as she rolls over and falls asleep.

PART THREE

"Ah shit!" Santana yells

"What! What happened?!" Jen yells back, wiping the sleep from her eyes. She looks at her phone; it's 7 in the morning…why didn't I opt for a single dorm? She thinks to herself as she pulls the covers off.

"Oh, did I wake you? I'm really sorry, its just this stupid suitcase won't close" Santana answers, not looking at her sleep-deprived roommate as she tries to shut her clearly overstuffed suitcase again.

"Why are you packing your suitcase again? Didn't you just get back last night?" Jen teases as she stands up and walks over to help Santana.

"I'm dropping out of school." Santana says, not taking her eyes off the task of her suitcase.

"Wait, what?!" Jen stammers, putting herself between Santana and the suitcase, this girl is going to talk to her even if she doesn't want to.

"I. Am. Dropping. Out. Of. School." Santana says very slowly, exaggerating every word, "I can't do this right now, I need to go and find myself." She says, gently pushing her roommate to the side to get back to her suitcase.

"Uh…okay? Does this have to do with last night?" Jen asks, moving herself up and on top of Santana's suitcase, trying to help the close the monstrosity.

"I don't know, maybe? All I know is that my cab will be here in ten minutes and I'm leaving and never coming back"

Jen looks at her roommate at a loss for words, she desperately wants her to stay at school with her. As much as they may disagree and argue about trivial things, she really had taken a liking to Santana and thought of them as pretty good friends. She said the first thing that came to mind.

"What about all your stuff?"

"What, this crap?" Santana nods her head toward the wall of Brittany, "You can throw it out whenever, or keep it. I don't care." She answers, finally pulling the zipper across the suitcase.

"Okay, well…bye" Santana says awkwardly, bringing Jen in for a one-armed hug.

"Bye Santana, call me when you land wherever you land" Jen finishes as the door to her once shared dorm closes behind her old roommate. For some reason, she just knew in her heart this was the last she'd see of the Latina.