I was watching Silly Love Songs, and I saw how jealous Santana became, and it inspired to me to write this fic. Hope y'all like, and please check out my other ongoing story, She & Him. Ryan Murphy & co. hold all rights pertaining to Glee.
You see him there, with that girl. Jealousy rages through you, and you want to rip her face off.
That's your man, even if you don't date anymore.
There's no one else you care for like that, except for maybe your best friend.
He kisses her lightly, and he laughs a little, as he slams his locker, and walks off, her right beside him.
You watch them go, and you almost want to break down into tears. He can't just leave you like this. But he does.
Your heart feels like its being torn in half by him.
And then you realize it.
You love him. You've loved him since that first day you went out.
Then you realize, you need to tell him. If you tell him, everything will stop and he'll stop ripping your heart out of your chest.
You take your chance two days later, after class. You stop him. He looks bored, over at her as she walks past.
You want to break down again, before telling him, "Please, stop this. You're ripping out my heart. I love you. And you're killing me."
The look in his eyes almost makes you think it's going to be okay, but then he speaks, bitterly, "Well, I don't love you.
You are dead to me already."