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Santana strode confidently through the hall with Brittany. People parted like the Red Sea for her, and she loved it. Quinn may have been able to get her spot on the Cheerios back, but she would never get her popularity back. People still thought of Santana as the HBIC and Brittany as the second-in-command, and she planned for it to stay that way.
"Hey," Puck greeted as he leaned in to fondle her gravy engorged breasts, but she jumped back quickly, flinching.
"Puck, I told you before, your credit score is too bad," she told him as she turned and left. Her and Brittany were BFFs, but now Brittany was with Artie and Santana had her eye on one Finn Hudson.
Santana rolled her eyes. Finn and Rachel were together over by their lockers, looking into each others' eyes like a lost puppy and it's owner. She hated it. Her plan had failed, and Finn had went right back to Rachel instead of skittering into Santana's arms. Santana could give him so much more. She doubted Rachel let him get past second base, and even if they did have sex, neither was experienced and it would be uncomfortable and messy.
Santana had to make Rachel hurt. She headed over to a fellow Cheerio. The girl was new, and Santana personally did not like her because she thought she was equal to Santana and tried to talk to her, but Santana grabbed the green slushy that she was sipping.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" she hissed.
"Listen," Santana said. "I know you're a freshman here, but I rule this school with Britt, and mess with me again and you'll be sorry."
"Okay!" she squeaked, running away.
"Oh, and yeah, that girl is a cheating post-pregnant bitch," she called, pointing at Quinn.
"Rachel, watch out!" Quinn shrieked and Rachel turned to get a slushy facial.
"Thanks for making my job easier, Quinn," Santana said, smirking.
"Santana, that was not cool!" Finn told her as Rachel ran off for the bathroom and Brittany gave her a disappointed look.
Santana groaned as people climbed down off her back, and Quinn was the first to be lowered, since she had been the highest.
Santana knew one way she could feel good about herself. After she had showered and changed into a hoodie and sweat pants, she got her stuff and got into her car, driving to Finn's house.
Finn was home, since she could tell because his car was parked in the driveway. She smiled. She went over to the rose trellis that led to Finn's bedroom and sized it up. She began to climb it. She had climbed pyramids of flesh and blood girls to get to the top before, climbing a trellis was nothing.
She finally got to the top. Finn didn't notice her, as he was sprawled out on the floor on the other side of the bed, doing his homework and listening to music.
Santana reached her hand out and gripped the window. Good, it was open. She slid it open, and then crawled in. And Finn didn't notice her until she was standing right in front of him.
"Santana, what are you doing here?" he asked, jumping up.
"Came to give you what you're obviously not getting from Man Hands."
"Santana, I don't want to…"
He wasn't able to finish as she him down onto the bed.
"Santana, don't…" he asked, but Santana did it anyways. She had sex with Finn Hudson for the second time in his life, although this time it was against his will.
And she still felt empty afterwards.
Santana sighed as she lay in bed in her pajamas. She couldn't sleep without dreaming about it. She had never told a single soul, not even Quinn or Brittany.
Quinn, Brittany, and Santana had used to be at Quinn's home every day, as a babysitter watched them. A man.
The girls liked it. Santana did too, at first, but this babysitter scarred her for life.
Santana went to the bathroom. Little did she know, the babysitter had put a camera in the bathroom.
He burst in on her one day when she was going, but he didn't even say it was an accident. Instead, he began to hungrily kiss her and then have sex with her. At first she liked it and didn't think there was anything wrong, but he began to leave bruises, and Santana had felt there was something wrong. He called her names like slut and bitch.
Luckily the Fabrays soon fired him because he was eating all their food, but they didn't know what had happened.
And that's why Santana was like how she was. She bullied people because she felt insecure, and she slept around to feel wanted. But every guy made her feel like the little 4 year old Latina girl, taken advantage of, not loved but lust. And she was running after Finn because he was the only guy that had ever made her feel wanted. She couldn't lose him.