"I want to kiss you again"

"Please answer me. I'm so sorry"

"Santana? Are you there? Please answer. Call me, I will talk"

I woke up to those text messages and called the number up. I heard her breathe.

"Hello?"

"Santana..?"

"Are you kidding?"

I walked out of the house and walked towards the schoolyard. I was expecting her to be there, waiting for me this time. I walked to the exact spot she told me to go there and she stood there. I watched her from a distance for a while before walking closer to her. I took a deep breath and walked over to where she was standing.

"Why would you do this?" I looked at the shaky girl in front of me.

"I never stopped"

"Never stopped what?" I asked.

"Loving you, it never went away" her whole face screamed fear.

I took two steps back to let it all sink in. It was the most unexpecting thing that could ever happen to me. I never even had a clue I would see the girl again. I really didn't. Especially not the way I did. She walked closer to me again and tried get a hold of my hand but I pulled it back.

"Why are you doing this? You know I'm taken"

"Mercedes told me about what you've been up to. I knew I had to be the one saving you"

"You think you're saving me? You're a joke" I snorted.

"Santana, you need to get away from Quinn.. Look at you"

"What's with me?" I asked.

"You've changed so much. You have circles around your eyes, somehow you seem paler.. It's not the girl I used to know" she said.

"You never knew me" I said.

"There are different kinds of you, so I guess not" the innocent face returned. "I want you to leave Quinn"

"No"

"Santana, she is bad for you"

"You need to stay out of my business, do you know how stupid you look right now? Calling me and texting me, not even telling me who you are and now this?"

"I know things you don't know" she lowered her voice.

"And?"

"And I'm willing to tell you if it means you'll break up with her"

"Then we're both wasting our time here, not only me" I started walking towards my car.

"Wait!" Rachel called and came after me.

"Will you stop?" I stopped walking.

"I love you too much to see you break your own heart" she took my face in her hands. "Santana, don't keep seeing her. It's not worth it"

"Don't touch me" I shrugged her hands off me. "Why do you keep saying this? Just leave me alone, I told you I'm not going to leave her" I was getting really angry. Angrier than before.

"Santana, if you have any kind of self respect left you'll break up with her" she said as I started to slowly walk away again.

"You can't ask me to break up with the only good thing left in my life"

"The error in that sentence is that she's not good at all" she said. I ignored her and kept walking.

I had been sitting in the same position on my bed, staring at the empty wall for hours - thinking about all the things Rachel told me and how I would tell those things to Quinn. It was all a big mess and I didn't know what to do next. The look on her face was hard to get out of my head, how her eyes lit up when she spoke to me - just like Quinn's did everytime she spoke to me - how Rachel's hand pressed against my cheeks. A big fat mess.
I went out of bed when it was time to go visit my grandmother at the hospital. I walked outside and went into the car with both my parents and my mother drove us there. As we got there we were all very upset, it just got like that when we visited her. We tried not to show it to her though, and especially that time I tried not to show how confused and annoyed I was. I just wanted to be the best I could be when I met my grandma. We walked into her room and she had just finished eating. My parents sat on her right side and I was on the left.

"How are you feeling?" my mother asked.

"Right now, I'm feeling okay" she answered. "How are you?" she directed her question to all three of us.

"We're all fine, grandma" I answered.

"How's the girlfriend?" she asked.

"She's fine"

"Is she nice to my Santana?" she asked my mom.

"She is," she nodded "she's a good girl, mom"

For the rest of the time I just sat there looking and listening to my slowly fading grandmother turn into the color grey - dead and lifeless. They spoke while I once again began thinking of Rachel. It was hard for me to get her out of my mind since she met me. I was still so confused about what it was she knew about Quinn and what it was she tried to save me from.. But, how could she save me from my own hero? How could I be saved from someone who saved me?

Time passed and two hours later I was in my room, with Quinn. With her arm around me she spread kisses all over my neck - making me feel like I was being attacked by little ants because of the shivers the kisses gave me. I needed more, I needed her - but it was hard to think that way when I was lying to her. It was hard to think about it when the last place I was in was inside the hospital room beside my sick grandmother.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing, I'm fine"

"Are you sure? Are you sure you're okay?" she left one last kiss on my neck, pulling away and looking into my eyes. "Huh?" she placed her hand on my shoulder.

"I'm fine, really," I said "I just have a lot to think of at the moment"

"Like what?"

And my mind shut down. I knew that was the right moment to tell Quinn about what happened with Rachel but yet something kept holding me back, saying it would only cause trouble. So I decided not to tell her although I knew it was going to eat me up alive.

"Just school starting soon and stuff" I lied.

"That's lies" her grip on my shoulder got harder, more intense.

"No, what makes you think that?"

"I know you"

"Obviously not" I snorted.

"What's going on with you?" she asked again and I felt the guilt starting to rise in my chest.

"Nothing Quinn, I've told you a million times!" I stood up and stormed out of my room, leaving her sitting alone on my bed.

I sat down outside on the porch just thinking about how everything around me felt more than confusing. It was hard to hide it. I loved Quinn so damn much, it would be hard to just tell her that her ex-girlfriend was in love with me. I knew that even though she wouldn't show it she would get awfully upset.

"Santana, what the hell is happening?" she sat down next to me.

"I'm going through a lot at the moment" I jeered.

"Why can't you allow me to be a part of it? Let me help you" she reached for my hand - I pulled mine away. I looked at her face and she looked shocked because of my move. She furrowed her eyebrows and stood up right in front of me. "You know, I'm trying to make you open up San. You know this is hard for me, I'm not the kind of person who shows much emotion and I'm literally working my ass off everyday - trying to get better, for you but if you can't let me in I have nothing else to say when you're being like this. I don't know how to talk to you" she gave me a long glare, waiting for me to answer her but I didn't in time. She was impatient so she walked into her car and drove away.

"Sorry" I mumbled to myself but she was already gone.

I pushed my palms onto my forehead, I was so confused - scared. I was insecure about every single thing in my life. And it all happened because of one meeting Rachel. I started doubting my relationship with Quinn because I had no idea what it was she wasn't telling me. I know that Rachel could be lying, maybe she was - I had no idea. But I knew I needed to find out. I stepped up back inside and picked up my phone, called up Rachel's number and waited for her to pick up.

"Santana" she said.

"We need to talk. You have to tell me everything"

"Did you break up with Quinn?" she said.

"Yes" I lied. It was the only way she was going to tell me.

"Are you free now?"

"Yeah"

"Okay, can I come over?" she asked.

"Sure," I said "you know where I live?"

"Oh yes" she laughed on the other line.

I sat and waited in the living room, I was home alone. I found it weird that she knew where I lived since she's never been at my place before. Her laugh made it also sound like my question was something stupid - like she had been where I lived more than once. After twenty very long minutes, Rachel drove into my driveway. She parked outside the house and I saw the short brunette walk towards the door. She had a black skirt on, a white tight t-shirt tucked into the skirt and her steps were quick and determined. Her face expression looked like something I felt like I saw very often, she looked so familiar. It felt like things became blurry for some reason. I walked towards the door to open it up for her before she knocked. Her eyes widened as she saw me and a smile grew on her lips. I moved to the side and she walked in, sat down on the couch as if she knew that was the one I usually sat on. With Quinn.

"Let's talk" I said. "I don't want to hear you talk about anything else, I need to know everything now"

"You know you need to listen carefully," she held my hand, I just stared at her "this is going to be confusing"

Sorry you had to wait for this! and sorry for the cliffhanger haha ;). The chapters are pretty short now but I'll try to update more often (school started last week so that's why you didn't get a update). So much is coming your way with the end of Victim! Don't forget to review :)