AN: Sorry I haven't uploaded in a while I've been at sleep away camp for the past 4 weeks and I'm going back again today for another 2 weeks. When I come back I'll update more. Also there is no need for hateful reviews, if you don't like the story then don't read it.
That morning everyone that Santana had called before began to receive and listen to her voice message. When classes started the hot gossip in school was about Santana. Everyone was wondering where she was and what happened to her.
After George and Maribel left the Fabray household they went to Mckinely to deliver the news to Santana's school. Since Santana rarely missed school they assumed that people would sense something was going on.
When they arrived at the high school they went directly to Prinicipal Figgins's office. George knock on the glass lightly and Figgins waved them inside.
"Hello, you are Santana Lopez's parents. Yes?" Principal Figgins said standing to shake their hands.
"Yes." George said shaking the principal's hand then sitting down with his wife across from Principal Figgins' desk.
"So you called earlier and you have some news about Santana?" Figgins asked.
"Yes, we think it would be best if William Schuester and Sue Sylvester join us in here."
"Ok, I will call them now." Figgins picked up the phone on his desk and called for Schuester, Sue, and Emma Pilsbury. All three arrived quickly. Will sat on the couch next to Emma and Sue stood.
"So what's the big hullabaloo?" Sue said annoyed.
"Yes, something happened to Santana?" Emma said nervously.
"She called me last night and left a message." Everyone turned to look at William. "She called everyone in the glee club and said she needed someone to talk to. What happened to her? Is she ok?"
Maribel looked Will in the eyes, "Play the message she left you."
"What?" Will said shocked.
"She left you a message, play it."
"Ok…" Will took out his phone and played the message. Santana's voice spread through the room through the phone and Maribel cried silently to herself.
"Hi Mr. Schue. It's Santana Lopez, you gave us your numbers when we did that alcohol week, anyway I really need someone to take to now. I…I…I am not taking this whole thing…very well. Please just call me back or have anyone call me at this number."
The message ended.
"Where is she?" Will said.
George opened his mouth to speak, but Maribel took over. "This week in school, a boy named Finn Hudson outed Santana in front of the entire class. Apparently there is a new commercial from Sue's opponent for governor that outs Santana to the whole state. Last night Santana killed herself." Maribel said sternly.
"Oh god…" Will said.
"LOPEZ? SANTANA?!" Sue said shocked. George nodded. Sue stormed out of Figgins's office.
"She wrote us a letter, and also confessed that she had an eating disorder. Did anyone know anything about this?" Maribel said. Will, Emma and Figgins all shook their heads.
"How do you want us to deliver this news to the student body." Figgins asked slowly.
"However you want. Just give her the respect she deserves please. We know she wasn't a favorite in the senior class, but please just make sure they give her their utmost respect." Maribel said.
"Of course."
"And before we go, she left four letter, one for us, one for Quinn, and one for Sam and Noah. Please give these to Sam and Noah." George held the letters out and Will took them.
"So sorry for your loss." Emma said hugging Santana's parents.
"My deepest condolences." Will said hugging Maribel and shaking George's hand. George and Maribel walked out of Figgins's office.
"How the hell are we going to tell the students that Santana is dead? That she killed herself?" Will said.
"Will, I'll help you tell the glee club. Then we can maybe do an assembly where they sing a song and then we can ask them how they want to tell the rest of the school.
"Ok we'll have this assembly on Monday. Have your glee club prepare this weekend. Good luck Will." Will and Emma walked out of Figgins's office and made their way back to Emma's small office. Emma sat at her desk and Will said in the chair across from her.
"Do you want to talk about it?" Emma asked.
"I don't know what to talk about." Will said putting his face in his hands. "This is Santana Lopez we're talking about. I've seen her cry five or six times Emma. And they were for little things, nothing like this. To go from crying to committing suicide. I didn't even know she was having these kind problems Emma." Will said looking up and beginning to cry.
"I know Will. I can't believe this. She seemed so strong, I though she didn't care what anyone thought of her. But everyone has a breaking point, everyone has secrets." Emma said taking Will's hand.
"We'll to it this afternoon during glee club. I'll give Sam and Noah their letters and we'll tell the group."
The school day passed quickly and everyone gathered in the choir room for afternoon Glee club. Everyone in the glee club minus Quinn and Santana were there chatting away about Santana. Some had ideas of where she was and others just thought she was faking for attention or to amp her popularity. Will walked into the room with Emma behind him and quieted down the group. He took a seat on a stool and Emma stood beside him with her hand on his shoulder.
"Hi everyone, good afternoon." Everyone just stared at William and could see the hurt in his eyes. "As you all know, Santana was outed this week to the entire school, and soon will be outed to the whole state of Ohio. Last night everyone in the glee club received a call from Santana asking for help, no one answered. She had a very rough night last night, and it didn't end well. Ummm…Santana…she…she…" Will choked up and covered his face with his hand.
Sam spoke up, "Mr. Schue where is Santana?" He asked.
"Yea where is she?" Mercedes said next.
"Guys we all need to calm down!" Rachel said standing up from her seat. Everyone turned to look at her. "This is Santana we're talking about! We all know she can dish it out, but she can't take it back! She's probably just faking! She's fine, probably just sitting at home and basking in her glory! She's going to turn up to school on Monday and be even more popular!"
"Rachel." Emma said. Rachel looked at her.
"What." Rachel said harshly.
"Santana is dead." Rachel's jaw dropped and she sat down. Gasps were heard around the room. "She killed herself last night. Quinn found her in bathroom and went to the hospital with her." Emma stood in silence and watched the students take in the news. Brittany stood and ran out of the choir room sobbing. Sam had started to cry silently to himself as did the rest of the glee club. Finn just glared into the distance realizing what he had done.
"Oh my god." Finn said. "I killed her."
"No you didn't Finn, don't go there." Emma said.
"She was already struggling to be comfortable with her self. I pushed her out and exposed her when she wasn't ready."
"Finn." Will said. Suddenly Noah jumped up and ran over to Finn, pushing him out of his chair and punching him in the face. Rachel shrieked and Will and Mike tried to get Noah off of Finn.
"YOU KILLED HER! YOU MADE HER DO THIS!" Noah took repeated shots at Finn.
"GET HIM OFF ME!" Finn yelled as Mike and Mr. Schue pulled Noah off Finn.
Mr. Schue held Noah's arms, "Noah, Finn did not kill Santana! Santana had her own demons and she felt like she couldn't deal with them anymore."
"Don't lie to me! You know that's the truth! He outed her to cause her pain! No one knows anything about Santana! She was so fragile…she didn't deserve this…" Noah started to cry and broke down. He sat back in his chair and Mercedes comforted him.
"Finn, are you okay?" Emma asked Finn.
"I'll be fine…" He said.
"Well. Santana's parents wanted us to give Santana the proper respect and announcement of her death to the school. On Monday Figgins wants us to do an assembly to honor Santana and tell the wrest of the school. Any ideas?"
"Where's Quinn?" Sam had finally spoken up.
"She's at home Sam, this all happened to her last night."
"Ok well. I have a song in mind." Sam said standing and walking to the front of the room. "We could sing 'Slipped Away' by Avril Lavine."
Mr. Schue nodded and turned to the group. Some girls were still crying and the rest just looked at Sam with weary eyes. "Sam why don't you take a seat. We'll sing that song, it is very appropriate. If you could assign parts to people tonight on Saturday we could work on it. Everyone I'm going to let you leave early. Someone please check Brittany before you leave. And Sam, Puck I'd like to speak with you after everyone has left. See you guys tomorrow at 10am. If anyone needs any help tonight please don't hesitate to call anyone." The glee club walked slowly out of the chorus room. Sam and Noah stayed and they walked up to Mr. Schue and Emma.
"What do you want?" Noah asked aggressively. Sam was looking down at the ground with teary eyes.
"Santana left the both of you letters. She also left one for Quinn and her parents. Here are yours." Mr. Schue said as Emma handed the boys their letters.
"Thank you Mr. Schue, Emma." Sam said. His name was written on the back of the envelope in Santana's handwriting. He ran his fingers over the writing and he felt her hands on his back. Sam walked out of the choir room and began to walk out of school. He took the bus home, he usually drove with Santana.
Sam felt like he had a connection with Santana and that they'd be together forever. He didn't believe that she was lesbian, it didn't make any sense. Santana had been faithful to Sam since they started dating in her Junior year and his Sophmore year. Other than Noah, Sam was the only guy Santana really had feelings for.
Sam walked home that evening and thought about Santana killing herself. He saw her lying in her own blood, taking pills, and her heart stopping. It pained him to even think she would do something like that. He could've answered his phone last night though, he was working and it was his break when she had called. He should've answered, he though.
When Sam got home he opened the door to his family's small apartment and threw his bag down on the floor. He sat down at the table and opened Santana's letter.
"Sam!?" He heard his mother call out. "Are you home?!"
"Yea mom, I'm here." He held the handwritten letter in his hands and tears flooded his eyes. He had never had to deal with something like this.
Hi Sammy. I'm so sorry. I feel like I've failed everyone. If you're reading this I'm dead, I committed suicide. I know you're probably tearing yourself apart, but don't worry it's not your fault. Or anyone in the club's fault. I think I needed this. Sammy I really did love you. I know we could've spent eternity together and I'm sorry I had to do this and leave you. I know you probably will, but I'm telling you, move on. Don't live your life alone, or pretending that I'm always there. I want you to find a new girlfriend, get married, and have kids. I love you Sammy and I'm going to miss you so much.
Love, Santana
Sam put down the letter and stared at it for a minute. It was a love letter and a suicide note in one. A hollow pit formed in Sam's stomach and it hit him, she was gone. He'd never get to kiss her again, he could never feel her warm, soft skin, he wouldn't hear her voice again. Sam cradled his face in his hands and began to sob. His mom walked into the room.
"Sam?" She said walking over to him. "Sam what happened?" Sam picked up the letter and gave it to his mom. She read it and immediately embraced Sam in a tight hug. She knew how much Santana had helped Sam when he first came to Mckinley and how close they'd become.
Sam pulled out of his mom's embrace, "Mom, I don't know what to do. Santana was my everything. I love her. I wanted her to be my wife, the mother of my children. No time soon, but I knew she was the one. Every since she smiled and waved at me in Breadstix on Valentine's Day. Now she's gone…" Sam choked up and his mom embraced him again. Mrs. Evans couldn't believe this either. She knew that Santana was an amazing young girl and could've done amazing things in the world. She never would think that Santana would leave the world like this, but this was her death.
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