The next day, Saturday, there was a knock on the door. Santana, who was in the kitchen eating dinner, went to answer the door. She rolled her eyes when she looked out the window and saw who was there.
"I thought I told you to leave them alone." Santana greeted Shelby.
"Santana, I need to talk to you." Shelby requested.
"You aree in luck. Mel and Rach are out with my dad and step-father. What do you want?" Santana asked.
"May I please come in? I think you should sit down." Shelby said.
Santana hesitated before agreeing and leading the woman into the living room.
"Okay, what do you want to tell me?" Santana asked.
"I, uh….I am not…I mean, when I said that I was…." Shelby trailed off.
"What?" Santana asked, confused.
"I am not Melody's mother." Shelby admitted.
"Wait. What?" Santana exclaimed.
"I lied when I said I was Melody's mother."
"Why would you do that? Do you even know what that is going to do to her? It is going to kill her!" Santana yelled. "What next? Are you going to say that you are not Rachel's mother either?"
"No, I am definitely Rachel's mom." Shelby said.
"I only believe you because my father told me that you are Rachel's mom. But I cannot believe that you lied about being Melody's. That is just sick." Santana said.
"I am sorry."
"Why did you do it?" Santana asked.
"I do not really know. I guess I saw Melody and thought about the other daughter I had. She died two days after birth."
"Well, I still do not get why you had to tell Melody you were her mom." Santana said.
"I do no know."
"Well, now you have to tell Melody that you aren't her mom." Santana said.
"Oh no. No, I cannot do that Santana."
"Well then, who do you expect to tell her?" Santana asked.
Shelby looked at Santana.
"You want me to do it? You want me to crush my little sister's spirits? The girl thinks she just met her birth mom. And you want me to break her heart. Uh-uh. No way." Santana said.
"I thought you might say that. So I wrote this letter. Can you please give it to Melody for me? I wrote one for Rachel, explaining why I cannot see her anymore. It would not be fair to Melody. There is also one for you dads." Shelby handed over the letters to Santana.
"Well, I would not worry about Rachel. After hearing what you did to Mel, I do not think she will want anything to do with you either." Santana said.
Shelby got up to leave. Santana closed the door behind her. Suddenly, she screamed in frustration.
Later when her sisters and dads came home, she pulled the two men into the living room.
"Dad? Hiram? I have something to tell you." Santana began.
"What's up sweetie?" Leroy asked.
"Shelby came by while you guys were gone. She told me something interesting."
"What's that?" Hiram asked. Santana handed him the letter Shelby gave her for them. He frowned as he read the letter, than handed it to Leroy, who had the same experience reading it.
"That is insane. How could she do that?"
"I do not know. But she wants me to tell Melody. I do not know if I can do that." Santana said.
"It is not going to be easy coming from anyone, San. But I think Melody would rather hear it from you than anyone else." Leroy told his daughter.
"She is going to hate me Dad."
"No she will not. She may act like it at first, but she is going to mad at Shelby and hurting. You are going to the first person in her radar. So yea, she may take it out on you at first, but she will realize that you're not to blame and you were trying to protect her." Leroy said.
"I should go ahead and get it over with, huh?" Santana said.
"Yea, probably."
Santana went upstairs and went to Rachel's room. "Hey Mel? Can I talk to for a sec? In your room?"
"Yea, sure." Melody followed the older girl. "What's up San?"
"Melody, there is not an easy way to say this but…well, Shelby came by earlier. She, uh, she told me something that might interest you. Or upset you."
"What's that?" Melody asked.
"She is not your mom, Mel."
"What?"
"She is not your mom." Santana repeated.
"What? That is not true. You are lying."
"Why would I make that up?"
"Because you do not like Shelby. You made that very clear. I finally meet my birth mom and you try to ruin everything!" Melody exclaimed.
Santana handed Melody the letter.'
"What is this?"
"It is from Shelby." Santana said.
Melody read the letter. Suddenly, she burst into tears. As Santana tried to hug her, she pushed away.
"Get off of me! You forced her to write this. I do not know how, but you did. I hate you, Santana! You are the worst sister ever! I am so happy that you are not actually my sister. I feel bad for Rachel. She has to share the same DNA with you! At least it is only half of the same DNA, otherwise she would be really screwed!"
"Melody!" Santana said.
"Get out! I hate you! Get out!" Melody pushed Santana out of the room and slammed the door.
Santana almost started crying but turned around at Rachel's voice.
"What's up Rach?"
"What happened?" the smaller girl asked.
"I have something to tell you. Sit down." Santana motioned towards Rachel's room.
"What's up San?" Rachel asked again.
Santana decided to start with the letter this time. She handed the piece of paper to Rachel.
"So, Shelby lied to Melody. And now she cannot ever see me?" Rachel commented.
"Yea." Santana said.
Rachel nodded and was quiet for a few moments.
"You okay Rachel?"
Rachel nodded again. "I guess it is a good thing I did not want to see her ever again." The girl tried to put up a front, but it was hard to mask the tears that were threatening to spill. Santana pulled her into a hug. "I am so sorry Rachel. If I could, I would go back and time and just kick her out in the beginning. Then none of this would have happened."
"It is okay San. It is not your fault." Rachel said.
Suddenly they hear the unmistakable sound of a slamming door, and from the worried sounds of their fathers' voices, the front door. The two ran over to the window, only to see Melody sprinting down the yard. Santana opened the window. "Mel!" Melody didn't turn around. By now she was in the street.
"Melody!" Rachel yelled. Only at Rachel's voice did the athlete turn around.
"What Rachel?" she yelled, stopping in the middle of the street. Rachel opened her mouth to tell her to come back inside when they saw headlights light up the street, and Melody's body. Suddenly they heard a horn honking.
"Melody!" Rachel and Santana exclaimed in fear. Melody turned her head, only to see a car speeding down the street. That was the last thing she saw before it hit her.
"Melody!" the sisters screamed again. They ran down the stairs.
"What is all the yelling about?" Leroy asked his daughters.
"Melody! She just got hit by a car!" Rachel watched as the color drained out of both of her fathers' faces. The four sprinted out the door.