A/N - Hey, thanks for reviewing and reading :)
Here's the next chapter, I'm not that pleased with my story that much as I've been reading other glee fanfics which are all amazing and I was getting jealous lol.
Any feedback/advice is welcome because I want to improve if I write any more stories. Thanks!
Chapter 14 – Revelations
"What?" Emma panted. "You – you know who the killer is?"
Rachel looked worried.
Mike sat on the floor, with his legs crossed like a small child.
His face was buried in his hands.
"Who's the killer, Mike?" Emma stammered, afraid of what his answer would reveal.
Mike said nothing.
He began to sob quietly, looking helpless and vulnerable.
Rachel sat down beside him, and put her hand gently on his shoulder.
"You can tell us Mike" she began.
Mike said nothing.
"Was it – was it you, Mike? Did you kill Matt?" Emma asked, feeling slightly scared as she stared at the crying boy.
He didn't reply.
Rachel and Emma made worried eye contact.
The silence seemed to last for a lifetime.
"It wasn't me" Mike finally sobbed.
Rachel and Emma glanced at each other again, only just realising that Quinn wasn't there.
"Was it Quinn?" Rachel stuttered.
"Not Quinn" Mike shook his head.
There was another long, tense pause.
"That means..." Emma whispered, staring into Rachel's eyes "It must have been..."
"You" a nervous Rachel said accusingly to Emma.
"It wasn't me"
"Who else could it have been?"
"You"
Mike finally stood up, wiping the tears away from his eyes, but he still looked shaken.
"It wasn't either of you"
They both looked bewildered.
"Who was it then, Mike? Tell us what you know" Emma said calmly.
"I – I can't"
"You have to" Rachel added. "We need to know."
Mike stared into the faces of the two girls.
They both looked distraught from their losses and they both longed for answers.
Rachel was right; they did need to know.
Mike knew the answers; he had the power to heal some of their frustration.
After all he was going through the same overwhelming heartbreak that they were.
It was only since Matt's death did Mike realise what true pain and true loss were.
Matt had been Mike's best friend from the age of four, when they pretended to be ninjas and cowboys together at Kindergarten.
They had become inseparable ever since; everyone knew them as "Matt and Mike" and now that Matt was gone, Mike had never felt so alone.
His heart ached as he looked at Rachel and Emma; if they were even feeling a fraction of what he was feeling then he knew that they were completely broken.
Mike wanted to scream.
He wanted to die.
He wanted to rip the murderer's head off for making him feel this way.
He now understood what everyone was going through.
He felt sick.
Nothing would bring Matt back.
Nothing would cure their heartache; all he could do was tell the truth.
"Mike, who is the killer? Who killed everyone?" Emma repeated.
Mike finally spoke.
"It was- it was – Tina" he whispered.
There was a long pause.
"Is this some kind of a joke? Emma asked, completely unamused, but as she locked eyes with Mike she saw that he looked deadly serious.
"Mike, Tina died. Remember?" Rachel said, but Mike shook his head.
"She didn't die."
"What?" Rachel spluttered "but – but we all saw her"
"No. She didn't die. We - she faked her death."
Emma gasped.
Rachel put her hand to her mouth.
"How do - you know- this, Mike?" Emma asked, looking completely perplexed.
Mike ignored her.
"I need to look for Quinn" he said, and walked off to look for her.
Rachel stood rooted to the spot.
She couldn't think straight.
Nothing made sense.
"Rachel, come with me" Emma began. "We need to go to the boat and call the police"
They took a brisk walk through the forest.
It was silent but their minds were racing.
Rachel suddenly stopped dead; she had a thought.
"What if Mike was lying? What if – if he wanted to get us away so he could kill Quinn? What if Mike's the killer?" She stammered.
Emma looked worried, considering the idea.
"We have to be quicker then" she suggested, turning their walk into a run.
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Mike opened the door to Quinn's cabin, full of anger, hatred and sorrow.
The sight before him made his heart stop beating.
Why was he so afraid?
He had never felt fear before when he saw her.
Tina was standing next to a terrified Quinn; pointing the gun to her head.
"I've been expecting you."
"Don't shoot her, Tina" Mike said calmly.
Tina smiled at him; a look of manic love filled her eyes.
"Come with me then and I'll let her live. I'll stop the killings if you It will be like we planned" She said.
"I'm not going anywhere with you" Mike cried; tears welled up in his eyes. "You killed Matt. He wasn't supposed to die!"
"I know, but I panicked. Matt was in the way and had to be...disposed of. Maybe it's for the best anyway..." Tina stared into Mike's eyes "You're mine now."
"I'm not yours" he screamed "I'm not doing this anymore"
"You can't back out now, we've come so far. I still love you. And if you don't come with me this stupid whore and her bastard child will die." She whispered evilly, grabbing Quinn's hair in one of her hands and pulling her in closer.
"I warned you. I told you to watch your back." She breathed into Quinn's ear.
Mike looked into Quinn's innocent and terrified eyes; they were full of fear; begging for him to keep her and the baby safe.
There was no hatred there, despite everything he had done.
His eyes moved on to Tina; her face was curled into an expression of pure cruelty.
"No more deaths, Tina. I don't love you anymore. Maybe I never loved you. I hate you" he spat.
"NO!" Tina roared in a horrific, distorted voice, that made Quinn cry even more.
"YOU WILL LOVE ME AND WE WILL BE TOGETHER FOREVER"
"I – hate – you" he repeated, with a harsh emphasis on his words.
Tina's face grew red with anger; it was as though she was about to explode.
"I haven't done anything worse than you have" she growled, shaking with rage.
"I hate myself too, I don't want to do this."
"Get on the floor, bitch!" Tina shoved Quinn onto the ground and turned the gun to Mike.
His eyes focused on the weapon.
"Kill me. I don't care anymore. I deserve it" Mike said softly.
"You're pathetic. You sound just like Santana." Tina snapped.
She stared at the gun, twiddling it in her hands and smiling at it with an eerie, manic grin.
She looked as though she was in a trance; so mesmerised by the weapon that she didn't hear the low rumbling noise of a helicopter from outside the cabin.
"But I do still love you." Tina said quietly, sounding like a young child. "I love you and I know you love me. We can die side by side like Romeo and Juliet; the perfect end to our love story. Our hard work wouldn't have been for nothing; we can still be together."
She slowly and disturbingly walked over to Mike, staring intently, without blinking, into his eyes.
Her lips were twisted into the cruel smirk.
"Don't do this" Mike said, backing away from her.
Just then the door to the cabin flung open and four armed policemen barged in, before Tina had time to shoot.
One of the men forced the gun out of her hands and together they attempted to restrain the psychotic teenager.
"NO. YOU CAN'T TAKE ME" Tina yelled at the top of her lungs, kicking and screaming.
"I WON'T GO."
She bit one of the men.
She kicked.
She flung her arms and her legs in the air, but she couldn't break free.
They took her out of the cabin and contained her wrists in handcuffs.
"Oh my gosh" Emma breathed. For once Rachel was speechless.
"I'M GOING TO KILL BOTH OF YOU ONE DAY" Tina roared in a loud, spine chilling voice.
Rachel burst into tears.
"I LOVE YOU MIKE. I LOVE YOU. I WILL GET YOU." Tina was forced into the helicopter, but not without a fight.
She was still kicking her legs up in the air; trying to wriggle out of the men's clutches.
Mike slowly walked out of the cabin; defeated.
His arms were raised in the air; this was it.
He had accepted his fate.
"I did it" he announced, unable to look at Emma and Rachel "It was me as well. Take me."
No one heard him.
"I killed them" Mike shouted, through tears; causing everyone to turn and stare.
The world around Mike began to move in slow motion so he couldn't help but see the hurt expressions of the people around him.
Rachel was shaking her head slowly; unable to accept the truth.
Emma's mouth hung open and her large, bright eyes were brimming with disappointment.
Mike lowered his head; ashamed of himself.
"You're coming with us" A policeman said, handcuffing him.
Mike was ushered into the helicopter as well; he stepped in without a fight.
Quinn was barely able to stand; she was so shook up.
She couldn't believe what she had just witnessed.
It didn't make any sense.
Finally she managed to stumble out of the cabin, holding her stomach in pain.
When Rachel saw Quinn she ran over and squeezed her into a tight hug and, in spite of everything, Quinn hugged her back.
Ahh the last line is so bad :P
Last chapter will be up soon