Dare to Survive ch 10
A/N: hey guys I know ive been lacking on my stories and I apologize. I have a song idea for ch 3 of Caught In the Lie, I just need a muse for that chapter. Also, I was wondering if yall would enjoy a mini-romance thing going on between Kurt and Tina? I know it'd be extremely ooc but I kinda got inspired by Props :p
Sam and Mercedes let out sighs of relief. They held onto each other tightly as they cried into eachothers arms. Kurt looked from Tina to Artie with wide eyes.
"Uh, Tina, c-can I talk to you?" Kurt asked, motioning for the hall.
"Yeah." Tina nodded and walked out into the hall, Kurt following closely behind.
"Joe's got a really big mouth." Kurt said once they were out of earshot.
"Damn right. Now Artie thinks that we're after him." Tina stated.
"I think I know who we need to send to you-know-who next?" Kurt asked and Tina nodded. They both jumped six feet in the air when they heard someone running towards them. They turned to see Quinn running at them, an unconscious Rachel in her arms.
"O-oh my god! Rachel!" Kurt exclaimed as he helped Quinn take Rachel into the gym, setting her down on their cot.
"Where the fuck is Schue in a time like this?" Tina screamed.
"He's still fucking asleep. Why doesn't Artie just kill him already?" Mercedes stated soundly.
"I've already told you guys I'm not the killer." Artie stated plainly.
"Bullshit man. You're my bro and all, but why would you kill us off?" Sam asked, getting pissed. He went to speak again but was cut off by the tune of a familiar upbeat song going off.
Just shoot for the stars
If it feels right
And aim for my heart
If you feel like
You can take me away, and make it okay
I swear I'll behave.
Everyone looked at Artie with a confused look. He looked scared as hell, and shrugged. "You see?"
You wanted control
So we waited
I put on a show
Now were naked
I was born in crossfire hurricane
And I howled at ma
In the driving rain
Goes like this
"Guys! Guys! Rachel's waking up!" Quinn exclaimed, getting everyones attention. "Rach? Rachel can you hear me?"
"Q-Quinn?" Rachel mumbled, slightly opening her eyes but wincing at the light.
Take me by the tongue and I'll know you
Kiss me till you're drunk and I'll show you
You want the moves like jagger
I've got the moves like jagger
I've got the jumping jack flash, it's a gas gas gas.
I don't even try to control you
Look into my eyes and I'll own you
With the moves like jagger
I've got the moves like jagger
I've got the moooooves like jagger.
Rachel slowly sat up, holding her head against the pounding headache.
"Rachel, what happened?" Tina asked, sounding concerned.
"I-I think I was dehydrated. I sat down for a second in the auditorium because I didn't want to be around Santana when, well when Brittany.. you know." Rachel looked at Santana and both girls started tearing up. Rachel stood up and gave Santana a comforting hug. "And then my vision got all blurry."
"I'm just glad you're okay." Quinn said, hugging Rachel tightly.
"I-I think I should go get a drink." Rachel said, walking out of the room. Quinn contemplated going with her, she had a bad feeling, but she brushed it off.
I was born in crossfire hurricane
And I howled at ma
In the driving rain
Goes like this.
But it's alright now
I'm jumping jack flash, it's a gas gas gas
And it goes like this
Take me by the tongue and I'll know you
Kiss me till you're drunk and I'll show you
You want the moves like jagger
I've got the moves like jagger
I've got the jumping jack flash, it's a gas gas gas.
Rachel walked slowly past a still sleeping Mr. Schue on her way to the hallway.
'Are you fucking kidding me?'
"Yo Mr. Schue, wake the fuck up!" Rachel shouted right next to his face, causing everyone in the gym to jump. Will sprang awake, stuttering random noises causing everyone to laugh. Rachel rolled her eyes and continued to walk out.
Artie had wheeled himself into a corner. He was scared shitless. His song was playing and the group had all turned on him. He didn't know what else to do, except to wait to die.
I don't even try to control you (but it's alright)
Look into my eyes and I'll own you(but it's alright)
With the moves like jagger(but it's alright)
I've got the moves like jagger
I've got the moooooves like jagger.
Everyone screamed when the lights went out. They heard tire screeching and the lights flicked on on the last beat.
Jumping jack flash, it's a gas gas gas
Artie laid lifeless on the ground in his corner, his chair wheeling away from impact. Tina started crying again, but soon let Will take over when she led Kurt into the hall.
"Why do you think he'd do that? Honestly, I could've sworn he was going to play off the Artie-did-it thing until the end." Tina stated, wiping her tears.
"I don't know. But did you notice how Rachel is rarely around when he kills someone? That could throw people off track." Kurt explained.
"And you're right, Babyface. That's exactly what I'm going for. I was thinking about letting little Berry in on our little trio. Sound good?" a man, around Wills height walked up to Kurt and Tina. The duo nodded before joining hands and walking back into the gym to comfort their friends.
The man made his way toward the drinking fountain. He saw the small brunette standing up and moving to walk away.
"Rachel, long time no see."
Rachel looked at him with wide eyes. "What the hell are you doing here?"
"I've got a proposition for you. You and I both know that Artie was never the killer, so maybe you'd like to act as my little helper. If you do, I promise I won't hurt your precious blonde like I hurt gay Cyclops."
"Haven't you done enough already? Tina's been accusing me for killing Mike, I don't think Kurt's my friend anymore because of what happened to Blaine. Lauren disappeared completely and they all turned on Artie the moment they heard your silly little clues." Rachel argued silently. She looked around before pulling the man into an empty classroom. "Look, why do you want me to help you?"
"Because, it'd be nice to have the main victim on my side. We're both major divas, we go perfectly together."
Rachel thought about it. It would be nice to get back at her so-called "family" for thinking it was all her fault.
"Alright, I'll do it."
A/N: I know its short but i had to get this out there.