She skipped all her classes that afternoon, hanging around in the back of library, sometimes crying, sometimes ripping pages out of books just to make herself feel better. But then it was time for glee practice and she knew she had to go to that, not because it was so important, but because only one person she knew would go to JBI to ruin her life.
She made her way out of the library and to the choir room, but on her way there, she looked down the now empty hall and saw Quinn whispering something to Rachel.
She saw red, memory returning to Finn doing the same thing a lifetime ago when he was outing her. She stalked in that direction, slamming Quinn away from Rachel and into a locker.
"Santana!" Rachel screeched, stunned enough to not retaliate any other way. Quinn glared at her, obviously just as surprised.
"Did you tell her too? Everyone is gonna know now, because of you!" Santana turned on Quinn, who just looked even more furious.
"I didn't say anything to Ben Israel! I have no idea how he found out." It was extremely difficult for her to not get physical with Santana after being shoved in to the locker, but she controlled herself.
"Found out what?" Rachel asked curiously, calming down slightly as she realized she would not have to break up a fight, at least not a physical one.
"Beat it Man Hands! No one wants you here!" Santana snarled, pointing down the hall, "Go! Now!" Rachel glared resentfully at her, crossing her arms and opening her mouth, obviously about to go on a tirade about Santana's rudeness.
"Rachel, just go. It's okay." Quinn promised, trying to catch the brunette's eye. Rachel pursed her lips, obviously unhappy, but nodded and disappeared down the hallway.
"You're the only one who knew that would tell Fabray! That would want to ruin my life Fabray! Not even my parents know yet!" Santana snarled, "You had to tell him!"
"She didn't."
Both girls spun around.
"What?" Quinn gasped, "How did you even know?" Santana just stood in stunned silence. Of course. Why wouldn't he ruin her life even more?
"Why?" she muttered, "Why!" she screeched louder, stalking in Sebastian's direction. Quinn threw her arms across her shoulder blades, not wanting Santana to get hurt. "Now everyone is going to know, because of you!" she screeched. Sebastian looked on, completely and utterly unphased.
"Good. If they know, then they'll also know if you kill it." He picked at his nails boredly, eyes slowly drifting from her face to her stomach, "I probably want the thing even less then you do, but that doesn't mean we have to right to snuff out it's life out before it has a chance to even be born."
"Wait…" Quinn's grip on Santana's shoulders loosened just the slightest, "You're gay…" she attempted to understand what he was implying, but couldn't wrap her head around it. "You…"
"She's a lesbian." He pointed out, gesturing to Santana, who by now was practically salivating at the chance to get out of Quinn's grip and on to ripping Sebastian's throat out.
"I know, but…" Quinn released Santana, who threw herself at Sebastian. Sebastian neatly grabbed the Latina's hands before her nails could scratch his eyes out.
"Now, now Santana, let's give your friend the chance to process before she has to pull you off of me." Sebastian tsked. Santana growled at him, struggling fruitlessly against his grasp. Quinn just gaped at them.
"Are you serious?" she choked out. Sebastian raised an eyebrow at her, while Santana stopped struggling, glaring at her.
"What? Like it was any more shocking when Puck knocked you up two years ago!" Santana snapped at her. Quinn shook her head, releasing a deep breath.
"Okay, fine. You both have to tell your parents though. Soon. It's best to just get it out of the way." she advised. Sebastian snorted and Santana opened her mouth, but was interrupt.
"Preggers, get your fake boobs in my office!"
Santana and Sue stared one another down, and four years of dealing with the woman made Santana able to hold her glare. But she still couldn't help the ice ball forming in her stomach, waiting for the chance to spread to her veins. Finally, Sue broke the tense silence, but not the tense stare.
"I'm honestly worried for Becky. All my head cheerleaders seem to get knocked up." Santana's blood froze to ice, "Difference is, that with you, I'm not surprised you're pregnant. I'm surprised it took this long to happen." Sue stretched leisurely, unworried, "You do know what's going to happen from here right?" Santana shivered at the menace in that, even knowing the only thing that had happened to Quinn was getting kicked off the cheerios.
"Yea. I know." Santana stood, glumly heading to the door. Sue sighed, shaking her head and opening to a new page in her diary. Before writing, she paused though.
"Fake Boobs!" Santana bristled, but turned around anyway. "I know you think is the worst thing that could ever happen to you, but really, don't take it out on the kid." Sue stated seriously. Santana blinked.
"...I know."
"Sebastian!"
Said warbler had been on his way out of McKinley, but he carefully turned around to come face to face with Blaine. Or, more precisely, Blaine's fist. He reeled backwards, more out of shock than actually pain.
"You stay away from her! I heard from Quinn what you did to her! She doesn't need you!" Blaine shouted. Sebastian shot him a dirty look.
"What I did to her?" he scoffed, "Take Biology again Anderson. It takes two people to make a baby. I couldn't wave a magic wand and make her pregnant. She wanted the sex as much as I did." he added that last part just to goad Blaine and it worked very well.
"So? Fine! That doesn't mean she wants to see you now! Besides, you've already ruined her life, why not stay out of it now? You didn't have to tell Jacob about her baby." Blaine pointed out. Sebastian huffed.
"Anderson! Stay out of my business!" he growled, and before Blaine could respond ("She's my best friend! Her business is my business!"). Sebastian evaded him, by slamming the front door his face and jogging to his car.
Sebastian sighed, leaning his forehead against the steering wheel.
He did the right thing. He was sure of it this time. He just saved that baby's life. He did the right thing. No one could tell him otherwise this time.
R & R.
