Chapter 4:
"Okay, so seriously, what the Hell is up with Satan?" Artie asks the group. The group consists of him, Sugar, Rory, Sam, Mercedes, Kurt, and Blaine.
"I know right! Something is definitely up!" Mercedes laughs.
"Yeah, that apology was totally bogus!" Sam laughs.
"And we all know she can't go very long without saying something rude to somebody!" Kurt says.
"Yeah, we need to warn Rachel before she gets hurt."
"Who knows what Santana is corrupting her into!"
"I still can't believe I let that slut steal my best friend!" Kurt vents.
"Well maybe Santana is actually serious about this being nice thing." Blaine says, being completely serious.
"Yeah, and I can walk." Artie deadpans.
"Blaine, Santana is the biggest bitch I know, hands down. In fact at this moment, I bet she's working on some plan in her crazy head to bring our downfall." Mercedes says.
Santana chooses that moment to barge into the room. "Actually, at this moment, I'm listening to you all tear me apart!" she yells.
Rachel stumbles into the room quickly after her friend, afraid she'll kill all of them and show no pity. Although Rachel doesn't usually support violence, she wouldn't mind of Santana ruffed them up a little bit. But when she looks at the Latina, she doesn't see the rage that would have been there a month ago, she just sees a person whose broken.
The glee club's faces are hilarious. Rachel would have laughed if the situation wasn't so serious.
"Is that what you think of me?" Santana asks, her bottom lip quivering slightly. The tears in her eyes spill down her flushed cheeks.
"Well, you haven't given us a reason to think otherwise. You've been nothing but a bitch to us since the first day of freshman year!" Kurt yells.
"Are you serious?! I have been nothing but nice to you guys for the past month! I apologized for what I did! I thought you guys were my friends, but I guess I was wrong." she cries.
"Damn right you were!" Mercedes snaps.
"Fine. I'll just do everyone a favor and leave." Santana's voice shakes. She stalks out of the classroom with hot tears streaming down her cheeks.
"WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE?!" Rachel shouts.
"Rachel don't you see what that whore is doing to you? You never used to cuss." Kurt says.
"No, not never, Kurt. I cuss when I'm angry, and right now, I'm fucking livid! Do any of you know what you just did to her?! I can probably count on both of my hands how much people Santana trusts, and you were among those! I bet you guys didn't know that her mom died the summer before freshman year, did you?! No, you didn't because all of you are selfish! If you would have stopped thinking about yourself for one second, you might know that there's more to Santana than what meets the eye. Did you know that her dad has been is verbally abusing her since her mom died? And has recently started hitting her because she's gay?! Yeah, think about that! I need to go find her before she decides to do something stupid!" Rachel yells, rushing out the classroom.
"SANTANA!" the brunette yells at the top of her lungs for the Latina. She doesn't care that she's interrupting classes. What the glee club did was the last thing Santana needed before doing something terrible. For all she knows, her best friend could be dead this very second!
"SANTANA!" Rachel yells again. But then she knows where Santana is: the roof. Rachel races down the hall and up the stairs. The Latina sometimes goes up to think, but Rachel has a feeling she's not going up to think about her day today.
When she gets to the roof, she sees the sight that she never wanted to see. Santana is standing on the edge of the roof with her arms out wide, and her head to the sky.
