A/N: okay, sorry this chapter is a bit shorter, but it's something right? Enjoy and Review! :)
Chapter 21
Santana spotted Quinn at her locker and was relieved to find that Rachel wasn't by her. She took the moment to walk over and talk to Quinn about what was going on with her and Rachel. During the song, she could tell that something wasn't right, she only prayed that she was wrong about the assumption she was making. Because there was no way in hell that, Rachel freakin' Berry was hurting herself. There was just no way.
Then again, maybe she was wrong. Heaven knows, she's been nothing but a total bitch to the brunette, and she was happy whenever she had struck a sensitive spot, which only made her grow stronger in being in control. She glanced down and saw her own light, faded scars on her left wrist. If it wasn't for Brittany and Quinn, mainly Brittany, she wouldn't be here right now. So feeling that she owed it to the blonde, she walked over and asked, "Is man hands alright?"
Quinn turned from her locker upon hearing the Latina's voice behind her. Shock was written on her face as she looked around to make sure that they hadn't been heard. "Don't call her that." Quinn said, as she instantly got into defensive mode.
"Alright, Geez. Answer the question, Q."
Quinn was stuck. She knew that Santana has always been able to see through her lies and she was able to get it out of her no matter what. It was a trait that Quinn hated, and one that Santana loved. Taking a deep breath, she said, "Why do you care? Don't you hate her?"
"I care because she loves you, and if something's going on and I need to kill her, I need to know." She gave her famous HBIC look and smiled at the other girl's face.
Sighing in defeat, she whispered, "Promise you won't say anything?" Santana nodded. "The other night, I found her in the bathroom hurting herself. Her dad passed away a few weeks ago. It's been hard on everyone, particularly Rachel, they were best friends."
Santana looked at Quinn in shock. Sure, she had a feeling about what was going on, but she had hoped that she would have been wrong. "I'm sorry, Quinn," she looked up and saw a stray tear escape the former cheerleader's eye. "Do you want me to talk to her? I've been there, it might help her understand everything that is happening and shit like that…"
Quinn saw the concern etched in her best friend's face and immediately pulled her into a hug. Never before had she felt this much love for Santana like she did now. She knew that the cheerleader cared for her, even if she was portrayed as a bitch. Santana Lopez always had a soft heart. And she had her friend's backs whether they liked it or not. "Thank you, S," Quinn said gently. "But I think she'll be okay from now on." The girls smiled at each other, then Santana turned to leave.
"Okay, well let me know. And I'll talk to ma-Rachel…" Quinn nodded and smiled again at the brunette. "See ya later, Q." The girl was then gone.
A/n: again, sorry for the length! i had to add a Santana and Quinn moment. I love Santana! :) even though she can be a complete bitch! review! :) next one will have some faberry!