A/N so this is another story I started on. It may not be a smart thing of me to have two stories going but I really wanted to upload this since it has been in my head for a while. I don't know how often I will update this story, I just write when I'm inspired and in the mood(Same goes for my other story).

A few side notes to this story:

Mostly AU

Britt and San have been friends since they were 5.

They never 'officially' dated, they had a couple dates and went as

far as second base.

Britt had to repeat senior year.

Bram(Yuck!) will be a couple for the first few chapters.

San lives in NY with Kurt and Rachel, she also goes to NYU.

Sorry for the long A/N... I hope you like it. Any ideas are welcome :)

R&R

Chapter 1

New York, 12.24pm

San's pov

I walk out of 'Danny's Diner' with a smile on my face. I just scored a job and yea... it may just be a waitressing job but I don't care. At least now I can make some extra money.

I was lucky they hired me though, the interviews I went on before didn't want me cuz I won't be able to work regular times with my college schedule.I'm going to NYU to learn everything about music. It has always been my passion and it's my dream to have my own record label some day.

My mom gave me some cash when I decided to move here, she and my dad also set up a bank account for me which they add money to every month.I don't wanna be completely dependent on my parents' money hence why I looked for jobs. It's also nice to have some extra cash when I go out.

I pull my coat tighter around my body and make my way towards Starbucks. I'm really craving a Caramel Latte with extra cream right now. Oh... and a delicious chocolate cupcake.

Mmmmm...

I'm almost there when my phone rings, I pull it out of my pocket and roll my eyes at the Caller ID. I bet they just want to check up on me and see if I got the job...

"What do you want Hobbit?" I answer with a sigh.

"Uh... San, where are you?" she replies and I frown.

This is is going on, I know this for a few reasons, well besides the obvious reason that she doesn't start to talk in paragraphs like usual.

1. Berry didn't correct or complained about the name calling, which makes it less fun for me.

2. She called me San. Nobody but one person calls... well called me that.

3. Her voice sounds somber and doesn't have that annoying cheery tone it usually has.

"Berry, what's going on?" I ask starting to get a little worried as I hear somebody in the background whisper something to her.

"I-I can't answer that. W-where are you? Can you just come back to the loft as fast as you can?" she rambles quickly.

What the hell is going on?!

"Okay... You're kinda freaking me out a little," I say and turn around to make my way back to the loft, "I'll be there in like 5min and then you are gonna tell me everything."

God, I hope for her sake that it's something worth my precious coffee time

"See you in 5." she rushes out and hangs up. I hold my phone in front of my face and stare at it. Yep, she hung up on me. So not Berry-like

I shake my head and quickly walk towards the loft. I wonder what is sooo important that I need to come back. It's not like Berry to not just blab about whatever that is going on.

**about 10min later**

I finally walk inside our building and quickly make my way up the stairs. The walk back took longer than I hoped for... Damn all them people getting in my damn way

I grab my key and open the door. I close it again and look around. My stomach drops a little at the atmosphere inside of the loft. It is very tense and... sad?

I walk further into our living room and see Rachel crying on the couch. Kurt is sitting next to her, rubbing her back while crying silently as well.

"What's going on?" I decide to just ask the question that's been on my mind ever since the phone call.

They both seem to be shaken out of their thoughts by my voice. Rachel opens and closes her mouth a few times but only soft whimpers escape.

"Please tell me what is wrong. You two are really freaking me out." I say while staring at the crying pair.

"You, you should sit down Santana." Kurt says while wiping his tears away.

I just shake my head and keep standing.

"Speak up." I demand a little while crossing my arms in front of my chest. It's like a defense mechanism.

They look at each other as if to decide who and how they are gonna tell me it.

"We-we got a ph-phone call." Kurt starts off with a shaky voice, "It's... They..."

I look at them with confusion written on my face. What kinda call? What happened?

"So man-y got h-hurt.". Rachel mumbles, it seems like she is in shock.

Hurt?! Who is hurt?! What the hell happened?! I'm getting even more confused than I already was.

"Rachel... Kurt... What happened? Tell me." I beg them but I'm afraid for the answer.

I have a sinking feeling in my stomach. Whatever they are gonna tell me next is not going to be good.

"There... There was a sh-shooting..." Rachel says and I can't seem to hear anything else for a few seconds.

"A shooting? Where? What happened? Who got hurt?" Questions come flowing out of my mouth before it actually really registers in my head.

"At Breadstix... They... It's not good, Santana..." Kurt says and I shake my head.

There couldn't have been a shooting at Breadstix. It's in freaking Lima... Nothing ever happens there.

"What? Who was there? Please tell me everybody is okay.." My mind immediately goes to the blonde who used to be my best friend...

She used to be my world, she still is my world... even though she never knew that.

Wait! She wasn't there right? Omg she has to be okay

"We only he-heard a couple t-things. Finn was sh-shot in his a-arm... Jacob in h-his leg... Tina, Kitty and S-Sam have a few in-injuries from p-people running a-away." Kurt stutters out but it's like he is just in a trance.

I feel a few tears roll down my cheeks, I can feel my body start to tremble.

"And B-Britt? She... she wasn't th-there r-right?" I choke out nervously, too scared to hear the answer.

They both look up at me and it's clear that she was indeed inside. I slowly start to shake my head. No! Nooo! She has to be fine!

"Pl-please... T-tell me sh-sh-she's okay." I beg them again.

Kurt slowly stands up and moves towards me but I walk backwards away from him.I keep shaking my head as more tears fall down my face and my body starts to tremble even more.

"San..." he softly whispers and tries to reach out to me but I keep backing away from him.

"She has to be okay. Tell me she is okay!" I demand loudly.

"I c-can't. She... San, Brittany got h-hurt really badly... They... They don't know..." Kurt tells me but I cut him off.

"NO! Don't you dare finish that sentence! She has to be okay. She... Kurt, she h-has to be..." I say and start to break down.

My back hits the wall but I don't even really feel it. I can't feel anything... I'm just numb.

Tears roll quickly down my cheeks, like damn waterfalls. My body is shaking badly and my chest is so tight that I start to choke. I hear a gasp as my knees give out and I collapse to the ground. My body quickly gets wrapped up in strong arms and I just break down completely.

I don't hear anything else, the only words in my head are: 'Britt. Shooting. Britt. Hurt. Britt. Shooting...'

I can't lose her... I have so much to tell her. I need to apologize to her, I... She needs to know that I love her... That I'm in love with her...

It can't be too late... It can't be...