Alex watched the numbers on the clock change. She hadn't slept a wink since she and Santana had crawled into bed together. It was 2:54 and she knew she couldn't wait another minute. So she slipped out from under Santana's arm, trying not to wake the older Latina. But her eyes opened anyway and she stared up at Alex.

"Where are you going?" Santana croaked, drunk from sleep. She rubbed her eyes and yawned.

"Um, I have to pee." Alex lied. Santana nodded and buried her face in the pillow again.

As quietly as she could, Alex crept down the stairs and stopped in the kitchen. She looked around and realized that this was probably the last time she would be in the house. She thought about leaving a note, but decided that she wouldn't be able to bring herself to write the damn thing. She could barely force herself to walk closer to the door and slip her shoes on.

Santana's eyes shot open once again as she heard the front door squeak as it opened. She wasted no time getting up from the bed and tip-toeing down the stairs to find the kitchen empty. The Latina had already been past the bathroom upstairs and saw that it was empty. Santana felt her stomach sink as she realized that Alex's shoes were gone.

Santana pulled a pair of her own Converse on and went out of the house, careful not to slam the door. The first thing she saw was Alex walked across the street to a van. The second thing she saw was the girl's father leaning up against the van.

"Alex!" Santana yelled, not able to stop herself. The girl whirled around and her eyes widened.

"Santana no!" Alex said, horrified that her sister had followed her outside. But it was too late. Both of the girls hear the click of the man's gun and turned around to face him.

"Santana, so nice of you to join us." Jack said, smirking as he stood up from leaning against the van.

Alex stepped in front of her sister as the man walked towards them.

"Aw, how nice. The little whore is trying to protect the big one." He scoffed, grabbing Alex by the hair and pulling her towards him.

Alex whimpered at his touch and locked her jaw as he stroked a hand down the side of her face.

With that, her father opened the door to the back of the van and pushed Alex in. He then pointed the gun at Santana and the Latina crawled into the van obediently.

Alex and Santana both flinched as the door was slammed shut. The seats had been ripped out of the back, leaving an open space in the back. Both of the girls scooted to the back of the van, as far away from the driver's seat as possible. Alex was holding Santana's hand tightly, terrified at the fact that she was so close to the man again.

Santana noticed how much Alex's breathing had quickened and squeezed her hand. The younger girl turned to look at her, and her eyes were flossy with tears.

The van lurched away from where it had been parked and began speeding down the road. Santana pulled her sister into her arms and felt the girl's body tremble in her grasp. Santana was surprised when Alex turned and whispered in her ear.

"He's going to try to rape you. When I distract him, run." Santana could hardly hear the girl, but pulled her head away and shook it.

"No Alex. I can't leave you with him." Santana whispered back, pulling her in tighter. Alex shook her head.

"Santana, just do it. You can go and get help." Alex replied firmly. Her voice was low, and the shakiness had left it.

Santana stared at her sister for a few seconds before nodding. "Alright." She said, her voice cracking.

The van was silent for awhile, until finally it came to a stop. Both of the girls' bodies flew forward and then fell to the floor at the abrupt stop. They heard a low chuckle from the front of the van and Santana growled.

Jack got out of the van and went around to the side door. He threw it open, and Alex crawled in front of Santana. But he simply threw her out of the way and grabbed Santana by the ankle. The Latina kicked at him, but he was too strong and she landed on her back outside of the van.

Santana looked around and saw that she was on the McKinley High School football field. Why the hell had he brought them here? Santana didn't have much time to wonder about the location choice before she was being pinned to the ground and two hands were tearing at her clothes.

Alex took a deep breath and then launched herself out of the van. She tackled the man off of her sister and fell the the ground with a thud. She ended up with his body crushing her's in the water soaked grass.

Santana felt the weight leave off of her and then watched as her sister got pressed to the ground by her father. She stood up and began running across the football field as quickly as she could.

Jack made no attempt to follow the Latina; but instead hit his own daughter across the face as hard as he could. The girl yelled out in pain and felt the sting of tears in her eyes.

Alex willed herself to go numb as she was hit by punch after punch. Her nose spewed blood onto the grass around her and stained the old t-shirt she had worn to bed. Her sobs had begun to to soften and she wondered how long it would take for her sister to get help.

So, I'm stopping right there because I'm mean. Mwahahahaha. Thank you for reading and please leave some reviews!