AUTHOR'S NOTE: I'm not really happy with this chapter but the idea was eating away at me for ever so I had to write it. I think it's rather bad and it's soooo short but anyways. Enjoy :)

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Glee.


Jesse St. James pounded on the door of the fifth floor apartment. His head was hurting like hell and every loud noise made him cringe in pain. Blood trickled down his left arm from a cut just below his shoulder. The fight with Finn had bruised him up a lot and he was cursing himself for letting Finn get the better off him. The drunken haze that was clouding his judgement was waring off and he wondered why he hadn't seen the big brute when he entered the apartment.

"Shut the- Oh my god Jesse! What happened to you? You look horrible! Get inside, quick!" Santana Lopez exclaimed as she saw her bruised and battered boyfriend cowering in pain at the door. "Sit down and tell me what happened, baby!"

"I went to Rachel's apartment like we agreed. I pulled the whole I've missed you line but she didn't buy it. I pushed her to ground and unbuttoned her shirt, you know, like we planned. Scare the hell outta her. I couldn't get much further. That boyfriend of hers stepped in and punched me, hard. He battered me up pretty bad honey. I couldn't finish anything,"

"No, no. It's okay. It's all down to me now. We'll keep them apart baby."

"Santana, why exactly are we trying to keep them apart? I mean we have each other. We don't need them do we?"

"Jesse, the point of an open relationship is that your lover is open to other relationships. Finn Hudson is a very attractive man and I just don't want that kind of hot to go to waste on man hands,"

"So you get the attractive one and I get man hands?" Jesse questioned Santana's motives for such an elaborate plan to keep the two lovers apart. He never understood why Santana was so hell bent on keeping Finn and Rachel apart. Why would they need to keep them apart when they were together?

"Exactly! Jesse, if you can't handle all this," she gestured to herself, "then you might as well get out before you're in way too deep or I might just claw your eyes out! This thing we have going on here. This is nothing. This is purely for sex. That is all. I don't do relationships. I do one-night-stands. Understand?"

"Santana. I can handle all that!" he waved his arms at Santana's perfectly shaped body frame. "But this sex thing. I don't think it'll work!" Jesse slumped back in the chair he was sitting and smirked. He wasn't afraid of this fiery Latino girl with the dark black hair.

"Get out or play along St. James. Either way you're gonna lose. Might as well have fun while you're at it."

"Fine Lopez. What's the plan?"

Santana and Jesse spent the rest of the day plotting to break up Finn and Rachel. Santana came up with an elaborate plan to break up the couple as well as getting some fun herself. She was a schemer and she was about to scheme her way to failure.


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