Chapter 9: A New Friendship?
So this chapter is kinda short, but I just wanted to post it up. It's kinda messed up, so apologies in advance. And it is in Santana's POV. (So there's a lot of insults. I was trying to channel my inner Santana.) After this one, there might be a Kurt POV...
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SANTANA
I was impatient. Sure I love hearing Rachel's amazing voice, but Orca dude just wasn't cutting it. I tried to pay attention, but I couldn't wait for it to finish. When it finally did, I sat there while everyone else cheered, saying that they should totally do the duet. When Mr. Schue left, I got up, thinking I could talk to Rachel. I could see the tension between Rachel and Finn and apparently I wasn't the only one. I was gonna go sit next to her on the stage, but Kurt totally blocked me. "What do you want, Lady Hummel?" I was annoyed by him, especially since he had been spending more time with Rachel than I was lately.
"Santana, shut up and listen." Who the hell did he think he was, talking to me like this? "We need to talk. Believe me I'd rather not talk to you either, but its about Rachel."
I bit back my retort once Rachel's name came up. "What exactly is this about?"
"You've seen the tension between Finn and Rachel, correct?" I nodded. "Well, have you talked to Rachel about it?" I looked down, ashamed that I haven't been there for Rachel. "I'm gonna take that as a no."
"Well we've both been busy. And I was gonna before you gots in my way." I added defensively, as I glared at him, but he didn't even flinch.
"Ok," he said, looking back at me, "well go talk to her. But later, we have to talk. She really needs our help."
"Whatever." I walked around him, towards Rachel. She stared as I went and sat next to her. "Hey Tiny."
"Hey San. Why were you talking to Kurt, if I may know?" I chuckled, the way she talked sometimes...
"Oh you know, he just told me what an awesome person I am." I watched Rachel roll her eyes and laugh. I was just glad she laughed. Ever since her audition, four days ago (it seemed like that had been forever ago), she always seemed sad, not her usual blabbing, attention-wanting diva self. (And I say that affectionately.) "So what's been going on with you and Dough Boy?"
She started, upset that I'd insulted Hudson. "Santana, if you keep calling Finn names, I won't -"
"Ok sorry Rach. But seriously tell me." I wanted to get to the point, not really in the mood for one of her long lectures on being nice or whatever. She hesitated. "Rach, I'm here for you. You can talk to me, you know?" I took her hand, squeezing it gently.
She spoke quietly, meeting my eyes. "I know San. I just... I'm confused."
"Well you talked to Porcel-... I mean Kurt, why don't you talk to me?"
"Ok."
As she explained to me what had been going on with her the past couple of days, I got even more upset that I hadn't been there for her. As she kept talking, she started crying. I hugged her to me. By the time she finished her story, she was flat out sobbing. I hugged her tighter while she leaned into me.
"I don't know what to do, San. I'm so afraid that I will make a stupid decision, or hurt one or both of them. And what if I lose both of them? I don't want to string them along or anything." I sighed, feeling her small body shaking.
"Its ok Rach. You'll figure it out, you always do. Just follow your heart." I winced, I'd never thought I'd say something so corny, especially as advice to my best friend who's trying to decide who she loved. We stayed there a while, until I realized that lunch had to be almost over.
"Come on Shortstuff, the bell's 'bout to ring. We gottsa go." As we walked, I made stupid comments to make her feel better. But I kept thinking that I really needed to find Kurt and talk to him.
"Well, as much as it pains me to say this, you're right. We do need to talk and figure something out for Rachel."
I stood in front of my locker, Kurt beside me. The bell had rang, and mostly everyone was gone, or leaving. But I was now part of Glee, so I didn't get to go home and relax before Cheerios practice later. Not that I'm complaining or anything. I love glee, even though its only been a few days, but whatever.
"Ok, so obviously, Rachel is confused and she doesn't know what to do." Kurt started, "And as her two best friends-"
What?!
"Whoa, whoa, whoa. Hold up, dude...dudette...whatever. What do you mean, her two best friends?"
He sighed, irritated and exasperated. "Yes, I am one of her best friends. I care about her and am trying to help her. And for her sake, I suggest you stop insulting me because we need to at least try to get along."
"Fine. I'm sorry. I am a bitch, I'll admit it, but still it's not my fault I'm so angry."
But it is someone else's fault. I cleared my throat and kept talking. "Anyways, back to what you were saying. I do want to help Rachel because right now she is just a mess, a hot mess, but still a mess. And, I really do hate seeing her so sad."
"OK, so we agree on that. And I have an idea on how we can help her." Kurt smiled, readying himself to tell me his 'brilliant' plan.
"Help who?" said a familiar voice. Oh shit. Rachel had terrible timing.
"Hey Rach," I said, plastering a smile on my face and turning to look at her.
"Hey guys," she smiled a huge smile at me and Kurt. She looked better now, so that's good. "I was just looking for you two because glee is going to start soon and we wouldn't want to miss it." She looked between us, suddenly realizing that I was talking to Kurt, which I wouldn't usually do of my own free will. She looked suspicious then her face fell as she saw something behind me. Not something, someone.
I turned and saw none other than the lumbering giant Finn. I sighed. He looked at Rachel, not sure if he should smile, say hi, or what. So he just walked past, ignoring her. Like what the hell man, I wanted to scream at him. I swallowed my anger, and put my arm around Rachel's shoulders.
"It's okay Rach, come on, let's go." We started walking to the choir room, me on Rachel's left and Kurt on her right side. My arm was still around her, and I comforted her, as Kurt took Rachel's hand. I looked at Kurt behind Rachel's head. He turned to look at me, trying to make sure Rachel didn't notice. We'll talk later, I mouthed.
Ok, I may have slightly overdone the insults...
Please Review! (Any ideas, or just tell me if I did or didn't overdo it on the insults)
