Please don't be mad! I'm really really sorry about the late update! I would give you excuses but I don't want to bore you. So this chapter is a bit all over the place and there are a lot of different emotions and irrational thoughts but it gets across how emotionally messed up Santana and Quinn are. I still think you'll like it. So please review! And I hope you enjoy it.

I DO NOT OWN GLEE!

"Huh?" Santana was pulled out of her daydream of her and Quinn walking through the school hand in hand by Mercedes.

"Santana! Would you please listen?" yelled Mercedes. Santana's face screwed up as if she were about to snap back at her with an insult but she just had no energy left.

"Yeah… sorry. I'm listening." Santana mumbled as she slouched back and rested her chin on her hands. Mercedes continued.

"We have the beat the guys in this one or we'll never hear the end of it. It has to be something kick ass," The glee club had been split up into boys and girls for their next friendly competition except Quinn was a no show. Hardly surprising. She's totally been avoiding me like the plague. I have barely even caught a glimpse of her in the hallway.

"Lady Gaga! This is definitely a job for her!" announced Tina.

"Yes! Gaga will win this thing for us!" agreed Kurt.

"Booooorrriinnngggg," added Santana. The whole room turned to look at her. "We did Lady Gaga so much last year. The boys will be expecting it… And Kurt? What the hell are you doing in here anyway?" Kurt cleared his throat and ran his hand through his hair nervously before speaking.

"I erm…"

"Forget why Kurt is here. I have an excellent idea that will definitely help us to-"

"-shut up, Rachel." Interrupted everyone. Rachel looked insulted but she did sit back down and closed her mouth.

"Well do you have any better ideas then, Santana? Or are you just being a bitch?" questioned Mercedes.

"Woah, Weezy! I do have an idea actually!" retaliated Santana as she stood up with her left hand held out in front of her. Santana told the group her idea and they all thought it was the best one they had. After rehearsal, Mercedes pulled Santana aside.

"San, why did you pick those songs?" Mercedes looked concerned. Santana looked at the floor.

"No reason. I just like them that's all. Now get up outta my grill." Santana went to walk away but Mercedes grabbed her arm.

"I know there is something else going on here. You've been quiet… well… quieter than usual. Quinn has been avoiding anywhere you're at and worst of all, I caught you eating a burger at lunch and you only eat carbs when you're upset," Santana had tried her best to put her emotions aside when she was at school but whenever she was reminded of Quinn, it all went out of control.

"Mercedes please don't make me talk about this," Santana's had a huge lump in her throat and it soon became obvious to Mercedes that Santana was trying not to cry. She respected how Santana always wanted to be seen as the strong and tough one so she let it alone.

"Okay, but if you ever need someone to talk to, you have my number." Santana nodded. Once Mercedes had left the room, she let out the sob that had been fighting its way out.

A few days later, the guys from Glee club were all sat in the auditorium waiting for the girls' performance. Santana could see through a gap in the curtain that Quinn was sitting next to Finn. Good. She has to see this. This explains exactly how I feel. She winced when she saw Quinn rest her head on his shoulder.

5 minutes later, the curtain went up and it was show time. The girls were all dressed in black and the lighting was low. When the music started, the girls all began to dance in time as Mercedes stepped to the front.

She, she ain't real,
She ain't gonna be able to love you like I will
She is a stranger,
You and I have history,
Or don't you remember?
Sure, she's got it all,
But, baby, is that really what you want?

As the music came to a stand-still, Santana looked up at Quinn and her heart skipped a beat when she could just see through the harsh stage lights that Quinn was staring back. She tried to send a telepathic message to Quinn. Listen to the lyrics. Please listen.

Bless your soul, you've got your head in the clouds
You made a fool out of you
And, boy, she's bringing you down
She made your heart melt
But you're cold to the core,
Now rumour has it she ain't got your love anymore

Rumour has it [x4]

Now it was Santana's turn. She took a deep breath and walked to the front.

Don't forget me, I beg
I remember you said

I heard that you settled down
That you found a girl and you're married now.
I heard that your dreams came true.
Guess she gave you things I didn't give to you.

She didn't take her eyes off Quinn as she sang those words. Quinn didn't take her eyes off Santana either.

The song was coming to an end and Santana was singing her last few lines-

Never mind, I'll find someone like you
I wish nothing but the best for you too
Don't forget me, I beg
I remember you said,
Sometimes it lasts in love but sometimes it hurts instead,
Sometimes it lasts in love but sometimes it hurts instead

-when she noticed Finn was looking at her strangely with a stupid smug smile on his face whilst whispering in Quinn's ear. Quinn tried her best to force a smile. Santana's blood began to boil. Did she tell him about me? About us? And now he's joking about it with her? Santana hated Finn so much that she couldn't stop herself from marching off the stage until she was standing directly in front of Finn.

"What did you just say to her!?" yelled Santana as she approached him. Her finger pointed at Quinn. His eyes widened with shock.

"I said I thought you were great…"

"No. You're lying!" Santana's emotions felt so irrational and were all over the place.

"No, he literally just said-" Quinn tried her best to make Santana see that she was being irrational but she was interrupted instantly.

"- do you find it funny? Is me being in this kind of state a joke to you both?" Tears were welling up in Santana's eyes. Quinn didn't know what to do. Everything had gotten way out of hand.

"What are you talking abo-" The loud harsh smack of Santana's hand colliding across Finn's face filled the room and echoed over and over again. Then there was silence.

Santana couldn't bare the silence but she didn't regret hitting Finn. She stared at her now reddened hand before looking at Quinn. Santana couldn't quite make out what Quinn's eyes were expressing- they looked confused but sympathetic.

"I…" no words came out of her mouth so she ran out of the auditorium and left everyone in shock.

Santana spent the rest of the day at home to cool off and gather her thoughts. Okay so Finn totally deserved that slap whether or not he said anything bad about me. Have I started to go crazy? I can't let that happen again or people will start to ask questions or maybe I'll be suspended. Come on- you're Santana Lopez! Keep your cool. Maybe space away from everyone will be good for me. Even if that means to back off the Get-Quinn-Back mission.

Santana's days turned into weeks without Quinn. Every day at school she had to endure watching Finn and Quinn snuggled up together and it made her heart ache. She felt sick whenever she saw them together but the only thing keeping her sane was that she knew Quinn felt nothing for him. But what she couldn't understand was why Quinn was continuing their relationship on this long when it was built on revenge. She knew Quinn could be as cold as ice when she was angry but this was a whole other level. It scared her.

Christmas break was fast approaching and Santana had gotten off with a warning for slapping Finn. She could not wait to get away from McKinley High. She needed space to come up with a plan. Mission Get-Quinn-Back was ago once again. She'd lie in bed and come up with ideas but whenever she saw her at school, everything came crashing down and she felt vulnerable and helpless all over again. She was getting nowhere.

Santana emptied her locker on the last day of school and breathed a sigh of relief. Until January, she wouldn't have to suffer witnessing Finn slobbering over the girl she loved. She shut her locker and checked her phone. A text from Brittany asking if she wanted to go shopping and a text from Puck saying he had big news and to call him. She ignored them both and began to walk out until she felt a presence behind her.

"Quinn?" she whispered when she saw the girl in the corner of her eye running into the restroom. Santana's legs followed Quinn against her will. She pushed through the doors and found Quinn leaning on the basin and staring at herself in the mirror. "Are you okay?" No answer. "Please say something. This is killing me." The two girls stood in silence for what seemed like hours before Quinn finally spoke in a broken whisper.

"I broke up with Finn." she announced. It was like music to Santana's ears and she couldn't fight back a small smile.

"You did?" Quinn nodded.

"Satisfied?"

"What?"

"I couldn't do it anymore. Having to touch him… kiss him… pretend I loved him," Quinn's voice was breaking. Santana didn't know what to say. She was happy but at the same time, she was mad at Quinn for doing this to herself. She wanted to say so much to Quinn but was afraid she'd make things worse. Instead she stayed quiet and leaned on the basin next to Quinn and looked at the floor. "He couldn't get his head round why you slapped him and he just… wouldn't stop going on about it!" she said through gritted teeth.

"Oh yeah, sorry about that by the way. You know how much I hate him," admitted Santana. Quinn snorted.

"No, I'm just glad you did it before I had to," They both snickered. The two girls hadn't been in this position for a long time- no yelling or arguing. They were just talking. It was nice. They had both missed it.

"Oh don't let that stop you," joked Santana. She dared to look up from the floor and her heart stopped when their eyes met. Quinn's were crinkled up with amusement from the joking around. Santana couldn't pull her eyes away. Quinn furrowed her eyebrows as if she were contemplating something. Santana didn't want to scare Quinn away but she had to get closer to her. She took one hesitant step towards Quinn until they were inches away from each other. Santana could tell that Quinn was longing for contact so she slowly lifted her hand up to caress Quinn's neck. Quinn's breathing hitched. How they got into the next position was a total blur. Before she knew it, Quinn had almost pounced on Santana and was snaking her arms around her neck and pulling her into a rough and forceful kiss. Quinn was kissing her with desperation and, after the shock wore off, Santana soon joined in. Their tongues quickly intertwined and moans were escaping so often that neither of them knew whose were whose. Santana's hand slid underneath Quinn's shirt so she could feel the smooth, warm skin that, she was sure, was happy to feel her again.

"Mmm baby, I've missed you."

Well? Shocked? There are still a couple more chapters (possibly more) left in this story so don't think it's all over yet! Stayed tuned…