Title: I Truly Love You (Formally Don't know. I'm open to suggestions.)

Pairing: Rachel/ Santana, maybe Quinn/Brittany

Rating: PG-13 for now

Summary: I truly do love you. I know at school nothing can change.

Warnings: Attempted suicide

Disclaimer: I own nothing

A/N: I apologize in advance. It's not my fault. I blame what ever it is that made me this dark and twisted.

Part 11: Bang

Another month has passed. It was a month full of ridicule and slushy showers. Not for us, but Karofsky. The entire school agreed that he had crossed a line and gave him hell for it. His former jock buddies made sure he hurt. The teachers, as always, turned a blind eye. This time it was more from agreement then indifference. Coach helped in the torment, that isn't that different either, she likes causing others pain and will use any excuse. Karofsky was at the bottom and Rachel at the top with Q, B and me.

We also won Sectional. Rachel agreed to sing, but made it perfectly clear that is wasn't for Shue. She wasn't going to let the rest of the glee club down after how much support they had shown her.

Everything was good. Rachel was happy and for the last couple months and that was all I had wanted for the last couple months. I should have known something bad was coming.

Rachel and I are at my locker. We were about to skip lunch to make out. Really, I wanted to go make out and was trying to get Rachel to agree. She just kept laughing at my pouting and puppy dog eyes. At least I amuse her.

"hey freak," a voice shouted. We turned to the voice and there was Karofsky. He looks a little crazy. I ignore this as I feel my rage building. I started to step towards him. Didn't this boy ever learn.

I freeze before I take another step. He is holding a gun and it's pointed right at Rachel. "I've decided to help you finish what you started. I think you deserve it." His voice was that of a maniac.

Everything moves too fast and too slow at the same time. I see Finn, Puck, Mike and Matt rushing toward Karofsky. I hear a loud bang. I see the boys tackle him to the ground. I wonder where that hustle is during football season. I hear teachers and kids yelling. I turn to Rachel. She looks shocked and scared. I feel like I'm starting to fall backwards. Rachel's arms are helping guide me to the floor. I feel a slight pain starting in my abdomen. I move my hand down to where the pain is before pulling it back. I can't understand why it's all red. I don't remember being by any paint today.

"Santana." Rachel is choking out my name. I don't understand why she is so sad.

"Shh it's okay Rach. I love you. We're going to have to make out later though. I'm kinda sleepy." I try to smile as my eyes close and everything goes dark.