"But that's what happens when a tornado meets a volcano.

All I know is I love you too much to walk away though."

She's standing there crying. I don't know what to do. This is how things work between us. She makes me cry. I make her cry. That's normal, right? "Rach. I-I'm sorry."

"No you're not Santana! You always do this to me! I thought you loved me."

Her tears stopped. Her emotions instantly changed from sadness, to disappointment, to rage. The funny part? The exact opposite was happening to me. "Rachel, please. You know I love you. Please. Just... just don't do this to me."

"Do what? Stand up for myself? Not let you hurt me?"

"Rachel you know that's not how it is." She stepped closer to me, leaving us only inches apart. I can feel her rage and I know she can feel my tears. "Rach!"

" I know! But I'm sick of this!"

"I'm sick of you!"

What happened next surprised even me. Only when I felt the sting did it really make sense. She slapped me. She actually slapped me. It's not the first time, but it still hurts.

"San. I'm so sorry. I-I don't know what happened. I'm so sorry."

She opened her arms and I let her hug me... because I know I've done the exact same thing to her.