On Tuesday morning Santana walked in with a noticeable limp, not too noticeable, but the Glee Club noticed.
"Hello Santana." Rachel says as she walks up to Santana's locker.
"Hi, s-sorry I left so fas-fast yesterday." Santana stumbles over her words quietly.
"It's fine, San. Are you okay?" Rachel peeks her head past Santana's locker so she can see her.
"I-I'm fine." Santana responds equally as stumbled and equally as quiet, "I for-forgot to give y-you this yester-yesterday."
Santana hands Rachel her sketch from yesterday, not only because Rachel loved it so much, but also because she didn't want her father to be upset with her again.
"Thank you!" Rachel grins brightly as Santana closes her locker.
They move to start walking down the hall, but they're quickly stopped as the glee club assembles in front of them. This effectively blocks their path.
"Hello Rachel, hello Santana." Kurt smiles.
Thinking of yesterday, Santana decides not to take any chances so she just looks down and doesn't say anything.
"Hello Kurt, glee family." Rachel greets.
"Santana, how are feeling today?" Kurt asks and all eyes go towards Santana.
She doesn't respond.
"Right. Tina, if you would." Tina nods and takes a spot next to Kurt.
"Hi Santana." Tina smiles shyly.
"Hi…" Santana whispers still not looking up.
"How are you today?" Tina asks warmth in her voice.
"I-I'm fine. How are-are you?" Santana stutters her words, making light conversation, but still does not look up.
"I'm good," Tina nods as Kurt whispers something into her ear for her to say, "Santana…why were you limping to your locker this morning?"
This makes Santana look up, "I-I wasn't!" Santana immediately denies with wide eyes.
"Yes, you were. Santana if you are in some kind of trouble, you need to tell us." Kurt speaks up, "We just want to help you Santana. If some one is hurting you, please tell us."
Kurt sighs when Santana goes back to not speaking. He didn't want to do this. He motions behind him and someone steps to the front of the group.
"Sanny, what's wrong?" Brittany asks in a sad voice.
Santana looks up and tears quickly bounce to her eyes. So badly Santana just wanted to be held by Brittany and tell them all everything that's been happening. But she doesn't want to be hurt like yesterday.
"Why don't you talk to me anymore?" Brittany puts a pout on her face and intertwines their pinkies.
"Remember what we talked about, Britt? We're supposed to listen to our parents. And mine s-said that I can't be friends with you anymore." Santana's tears started to leak out of her eyes.
"What about Quinn or Kurt. You don't talk to them either."
"I can't, Britt. I'm sor-sorry, I'm sorry, I-I'm sorry." Santana sobs and runs out of the hallway deciding to skip first period.
Santana runs all the way to the auditorium. It's really more of Rachel or Kurt's M.O. to start singing when emotionally damaged, but she figures she'll try it out. So she sits at the piano, a skill most don't know she has, and begins playing the first notes of "Cry" by Kelly Clarkson.
If anyone asks
I'll tell them we both just moved on
When people all stare
I'll pretend that I don't hear them talk
Whenever I see you I'll swallow my pride and bite my tongue
Pretend I'm okay with it all
Act like there's nothing wrong...
Brittany and Quinn had always been there for her. Now they aren't. And she had finally thought she'd found her place in the world with glee. She was happy. And then her parents sent her away.
Santana was now freely sobbing and hitting the keys on the piano hard when the song called forth.
Is it over yet
Can I open my eyes
Is this as hard as it gets
Is this what it feels likes to really cry
Cry
Santana just wanted everything bad to stop coming. She just wanted to see the light in this tunnel. It wan't fair, but Santana thought she deserved it.
If anyone asks
I'll tell them we both just grew apart
What do I care if they believe me or not
Whenever I feel your memory is breaking my heart
I'll pretend I'm okay with it all
Act like there's nothing wrong...
All the relationships she ruined. All the betrayals. All the slushies. All the heartache. It was all her fault. She thought she deserved this...all of it.
Is it over yet
Can I open my eyes
Is this as hard as it gets
Is this what it feels like to really cry
Cry
I'm talking in circles
I'm lying, they know it
Why won't this just all go away
Santana just wanted everything to be over at this point. She didn't have anyone anymore. No one cared. Those who do will only get pushed away, because in Santana's mind she is poison.
Is it over yet
Can I open my eyes
Is this as hard as it gets
Is this what it feels like to really cry
Cry
Unbeknownst to Santana, someone was watching that performance. And someone was also watching her sob on stage.