Sorry it took me so long to complete this chapter; I've been crazy busy and I had writers block, but I'm back I hope you enjoy. Hopefully it was worth the wait. xx


Come Out of The Closet

Suddenly that cute moment was just a blur when an angry Santana pushed Ryan out Quinn's view and toward their usual make out spot. This angered Quinn, "how the hell could he still be messing around with her?" she thought, she then pulled out her notebook and began taking her notes.

Meanwhile Santana was still pushing Ryan to the janitor's closet. Normally it would be as easy as lifting a feather but he seemed to be putting up a fight today. After what had seemed like an eternity, Santana finally got the boy into the closet.

"What's with you?" she asked as she ripped of her shirt.

"I'm telling her Santana… tonight" Ryan shot out.

Santana was half way done getting her skirt off, but when she heard those words she knew that this game of blackmail was over. Her little puppet finally found a way to cut off his strings, and that sucked all the fun out of Santana's little charade.

"No you're not" she responded as she continued to strip.

"Y-Yes I am Santana" he answered.

Santana once again zipped up her skirt and took her bitch stance, "Oh really now?" she husked as she moved forward toward Ryan cornering him in the small room, "And what exactly are you going to tell her? That you've been fucking me for the past 3 weeks and that you kept it a secret to spare her feelings?" she mocked.

Ryan gulped, what was he going to say? If he told Quinn the truth it would devastate her and ruin his chances of ever getting back together with her, and if he lied to her than he would have to keep sleeping with Santana until she was satisfied completely or until he dropped dead. He knew Santana would act this way, mainly because she's threatened by Quinn, but partially because he was now Santana's and she made that known. Either way, he couldn't have Santana know that he was in a bind or it would ruin everything.

"Don't worry about what I'm going to say," he started, "if I were you I'd be more worried about what Quinn is going to do to you when she finds out."

"Oh I'm not worried about Tubbers, I'm really more worried about you though," Santana confessed, "how is she going to take it when she finds out her beloved golden boy has slept with the enemy every now and then hmm?"

Ryan didn't know how to respond, he started to scrunch his face and at one point Santana thought she saw him cry.

"Look," the Latina rolled her eyes, "I could really care less about you and her, but we had an agreement. That we could fuck when we wanted, and wherever we wanted. I'm still horny and you're not keeping up your end of the deal, so either you get with the program or I swear to Santa Maria you will feel my wrath."

Ryan met Santana's eyes with his own and took his stance as planned, "No Santana, I'm done with being your pawn. Leave me alone, or I'll out you to the Glee Club."

Santana stepped forward and met Ryan's body, "I'm not worried about those losers finding out about me and Britt."

"Who said anything about you and Brittany?" Ryan asked to seem surprised. Santana's eyes widened and she began the back off of the now assertive Ryan Berry.

He remembered having a conversation with Mercedes and Kurt once about Santana and Brittany's questionable "relationship", but it was soon dropped it because it was so hard to tell. As far as any of them could tell both of the girl seemed to have kept a fast paced "heterosexual" sex life. The three ruled out the idea of asking Santana when she nearly punched Tina for asking if she was okay. Even if they were sleeping together Brittany wouldn't confess, they all knew she wasn't that clueless. Still he knew she couldn't risk having the entire school knowing something personal about herself.

"Don't play dumb Berry," she snapped, "I know you have something, you wouldn't have said so if you didn't so just spit it out."

"Fine," he snapped back, "last week, choir room, you two, and a piano" he stated firmly. "Ring any bells?"

She scoffed, "Fuck" she whispered. She then began to shake her head, yeah it rung a few bells maybe like a whole symphony of bells. That was the first time that she had actually climaxed during sex with…. anyone.

"What do you want Berry?" she asked defeated.

"I want you to leave me the hell alone. No more calls at three a.m. because you're parents are gone, no more texts during class that "you're wet", and no more ass grabs. Are we clear?" he stated firmly.

"Fine," she started to put her clothes back on, "I'll leave you alone." She started tearing up and sniffling, "You know all I wanted was for someone to say that they cared and," she sighed "I thought that it could've been you. I mean," she sniffled, "I saw the way that you were with Quinn and I wanted something like that. So I figured if I got you hooked that maybe you'd want to treat me like that" she started sobbing, "I just wanted to feel loved you know?" She turned to face the wall opposite of him so he couldn't see her cry and began to sob harder.

"Great" Ryan thought. He now managed to make Quinn and Santana's life a living hell. Quinn didn't deserve it and though Santana was a bitch most of the time, she definitely didn't deserve it. He swallowed his anger and then became more comforting. He made his way over to her and placed his hand over her shoulder. "Santana, I didn't mean to upset you. I'm so sorry I said all of that" he tried.

She shook off Ryan's hand on her shoulder, "No you're not," she sniffled "but thanks for trying to be."

He began to move closer to her, and wrapped his arms around her body. She tried to fight him off, but she was so tired from crying she started melting into his body. "I am really sorry for what it's worth Ryan" she said between sobs. He hushed her and then placed a kiss of her forehead and let her cry into his chest just like Quinn let him after they gave Beth away. "Come on," he said nudging her, "get your things we're leaving."

She wiped her tears, "Where are we going?" she asked.

"First I'm going to take you home, then," he said as he picked her Cheerios bag off the floor "I'm going to try to get Quinn back." He waited until Santana fixed her clothes and her face, and then opened the door for their exit. He took her home just like he said and soon after that, he went back for Quinn.