an: hello hello, sorry for the very late update

oh and saw someone asked for the old version of this fic and im sad to say i deleted it

FRESHMAN YEAR

It was the middle of the year, Santana, Brittany, and Quinn had decided to join the cheerios. At first Santana didn't really want to, but after some convincing she joined.

The trio was eating lunch one day at school, when Noah Puckerman came over to their table.

"Hey, Quinn can I talk to you?" He asked the blonde.

Quinn looked up at him, "Uh, sure, be right back guys." She said to her friends before going over with him.

"Okay." Santana said and looked over to Brittany, who was staring at something on the table. "Britt?"

The girl looked up, "Yeah?"

"Are you okay?"

Brittany nodded, "Yeah, just thinking. Where did Quinn go?"

"Oh, she's talking to Puck."

"Ahh." Brittany said smiling.

"What?"

"She has a major crush on him."

"Really?" Santana asked.

"Yeah, has since the fourth grade."

"That's cute."

"Yeah, totally." Brittany chuckled, "What about you?"

"What do you mean?"

"Think he's cute?"

Santana was suddenly reminded that people are very conservative in Lima, she remembers seeing that one gay kid getting bullied by the jocks.

"Oh, um not really, you?"

Brittany shook her head, "No, well do you find anyone else cute?"

Santana quickly looked away, "I-I don't know."

"Omg, you do!" Brittany gushed, "Who is it?"

"No, no it's no one." Santana stammered.

"Come on, you can tell me."

Santana looked back to her, she surely couldn't say it was Brittany, she could only imagine her reaction, and she didn't want to ruin a good friendship. "Just someone in my class, I don't remember their name."

I noticed she didn't question my use of the pronoun their, "Hm, well when you remember, let me know, now I'm very curious."

"Yeah okay." Santana said, "Do you find anyone cute?"

Brittany shrugged, "A few people."

Before Santana could ask what she meant, Quinn came back over and sat down, "Guess what?"

Brittany and Santana turned their attention to her.

"Puck just asked me out."

"Aw!" Brittany beamed, "What'd you say?"

"I said yes!" Quinn exclaimed blushing, "He wants to take me to breadstix."

"What's breadstix?" Santana asked.

"It's just this restaurant not too far from school, and from the name you can tell they're known for their breadsticks."

"I see, well I'm happy for you."

"Yeah me too." Brittany commented.

"Thanks, I'll call you guys afterwards with details."

PRESENT

Santana's POV

I was in my bathroom, looking in the mirror as I ran my hand over the fresh bruises that were coating the older ones on my chest and arms. Some were swollen, they were purple and red, I put some cream on them when I got home the other night, I don't know how much more of this my body can take.

I pulled my shirt back down, how long can I let this happen? Long enough apparently, I'm too scared to ask her to get help, I know she wouldn't like it, but I know if she got it she would stop and be the old Brittany.

I spent the night crying in the bathroom with the sink on, I had to make sure no one heard this time, I explained to Santiago that I was okay a few nights ago after he told Britt he was worried, but thankfully he'd seem to let it go.

FLASHBACK:

"Hey Santi I think we should talk." I said as we walked in my room, I closed the door.

"Brittany told me that you were worried about me."

He avoided eye contact, "Oh yeah, I just heard you crying I just want to make sure you're okay I guess."

As much of a pain he can be, he cares, and that always gives me a great sense of comfort. "I'm fine Santi, I just get stressed with school, you'll understand when you're my age, but I'm fine okay?" I hated lying to him but he was only eight, I have to be strong for him, I have to be strong for all my brothers, I'm their older sister I have an obligation to be there for them, not the other way around.

He nodded, "Okay." He stood up and hugged me. "I love you San."

I hugged him back, doing my best to not cry. "I love you too buddy."

PRESENT

I went downstairs, mami and my brothers went to see a movie, I wasn't in the mood to go, I needed to be alone for some time.

I walked to the kitchen when I heard my doorbell, I wasn't expecting Brittany so I wondered who it could be.

I open the door to a nervous looking Quinn there, I didn't know she'd still remember where I lived, and I didn't want her here, I looked at her expectantly.

"Hi, can we talk?" She asked, I had a feeling why she wanted to.

"No." I shut the door, but Quinn quickly caught it.

"Wait, please listen to me, just give me ten minutes that's all I ask."

"Why should I? I don't owe you anything."

"Please, Santana."

This was a dumb idea, so dumb, but I knew Brittany wouldn't be coming over today and my mom and brothers wouldn't be back soon so I let her in, "Fine." I closed the door and looked at her.

"Are you okay?"

"Quinn, get to the point."

"Okay, listen I want to help you."

"Quinn-"

"You can't keep lying to me, I know you've got everyone else fooled but I can see clearly what's going on."

Jesus Christ, I mean no doubt I knew she'd be able to tell, that's part of the reason I broke contact with her after Brittany started hitting me, Quinn is all but dumb, and nosy. "Quinn, how many times do I have to explain to you that nothing is happening."

"I saw the bruise, I see how nervous you are when she's around, I heard what she said that day to you in the hall, it wasn't okay, none of this is okay."

I rolled my eyes, "Okay, but you haven't seen anything happen. Brittany and I are happy, we have issues like regular couples but it's nothing deeper than that."

"I think it is."

I was getting more irritated by the minute, she just won't give up, "Why do you even care? You haven't been our friend for a while now, all of a sudden you come back into our lives and start throwing accusations about things that you have no idea about."

"I care about you Santana."

No she doesn't, why would she?

"No you don't."

"I do, I really do and I always have and that's why I'm being so annoying and asking questions, I know she's hurting you, but...but I need you to say it."

I stared at her for what seemed like forever, I actually considered saying something, but I couldn't, I love Brittany. "She's not hurting me. Now leave."

"Stop protecting her, she doesn't deserve it."

"Quinn, go."

She sighed, "I don't want something to happen to you."

"Leave, Quinn."

She only stood there, why won't she give it a rest already? I opened my mouth to tell her again, but was interrupted by a knock on the door.

I stood there for a few seconds thinking about who it could've been, but the knock came again louder, "Santana!"

It was definitely Brittany. She already wasn't happy with Quinn getting suspicious, but her inside of my house, I knew Brittany would lose it.

My heart rate sped up, I looked at Quinn, who was staring at me, then I walked over to the door and opened it, Brittany walked in, "What the hell was taking you so long, we need to t-" She paused when she saw Quinn. "What the fuck is she doing here?"

"I was checking on Santana."

God Quinn shut up.

Brittany chuckled, "For?"

Quinn walked over to her and shrugged "You tell me."

"What are you trying to say?" Brittany questioned and sized her up. "No, you know what, better yet, what are you doing at my girlfriends house, alone?"

"Like I said, checking on her."

"She's obviously fine, you need to leave."

Quinn walked closer to her, "How about you make me."

Brittany clenched her jaw and shoved Quinn, who was ready to hit her back but I quickly went between them, hell no they were not fighting in my house, mami would kill me, "Stop!" I looked at Quinn, "Just go."

She shook her head, "No, hell no I'm not leaving you alone with her."

God knows I don't want to be.

"You're unbelievable," Brittany scoffed, "What's with the whole bodyguard act? You're not actually going to do anything."

"Quinn, please just go." I said once more, "I'll be fine." Lie.

She looked at me reluctantly, "San.."

"I promise."

"Okay." She only nodded slowly, and glared at Brittany once more before leaving out.

I knew what was coming next.

When we heard Quinn's car drive away, Brittany roughly grabbed my arm and shoved me to the wall, "Why did you let her in? Did you invited her over?"

"No, no I didn't even know she was coming, she just showed up and I let her in because she wanted to-"

"Shut up!"

I jumped and closed my mouth.

"You're a fucking idiot."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"Sorry? You let that bitch in here, knowing what she thinks about you already."

"You're right, I wasn't thinking, I'm sorry Brittany, I didn't mean to." I said quickly staring at the floor.

"Look at me."

I looked up into those rage filled eyes.

"You know she doesn't actually care right? She's pretending to care because she wants you."

I didn't respond, it wasn't true, but Brittany obviously made it up in her head that it was.

"She probably just wants to fuck you, I mean that's all you're good for anyway."

Don't cry, don't. I looked away feeling the tears well up.

"Don't get all emotional, I'm just telling the truth."

And she was, I really have no other use.

"You're mine. Mine alone." She roughly grabbed my face to make me look at her, "Now, I don't feel threatened by that freak, but you have her thinking she can just come over to your house whenever she wants and "protect" you, so stay away from her. I don't care if she follows you all damn day, get away. Don't talk to her, don't speak to her, don't even think about her. Got it?"

I nodded quickly and she let go of my face only to grab my arm and take me upstairs to my room.

She shoved me inside and closed the door, "No one will take you away from me, Santana."

There was a time when that sentence sounded sweet.

"No one, and even if they did, I would get you back. We are meant to be, I don't care who or what gets in our way, we will be together forever."

I'll never escape her.

"Quinn wants to break us up, don't you see? She wants to take you away from me. Do you want that?"

Do I? I shook my head, "No."

"Okay." She walked closer to me and the next thing I knew I was on the floor with blood pooling in my mouth.

Quinn's POV

I didn't want to leave her, I didn't. Brittany had to at least be verbally abusing her, if not physically.

I just don't understand why Santana is covering for her. The Santana I knew wouldn't put up with the way Brittany was talking to her, and the Brittany I knew wouldn't talk like that in the first place.

I didn't realize how much could change in a year, how much people change.

If Santana hadn't got in the way I would've beat the hell out of Brittany, I've never been a violent person, but she brings it out in me. She used to be my best fucking friend, I mean we grew up together and everything and now I don't even know who she is anymore.

I remember the day she invited Santana to sit with us, we've...well we were best friends since then. I wish we never broke up the group, maybe I would've noticed earlier what was going on between them.

I just want to help her, I want her to tell me the truth, but as long as Brittany is alive I have no chance of that.

We're bullies, there's no doubt about it, we call people names, slushy them, and use our power to scare them.

I didn't realize how much being a cheerio would change me but it has.

Quinn's dating the most popular guy at school, Puck. I'm single, having that I don't like guys and I won't ever admit that.

Brittany has apparently kissed a lot of the school, boys and girls alike, but never sex. No one questioned her sexuality though.

It was Friday night, our school won the football game for once and everyone was excited.

"Okay so sleepover at my place?" Quinn asked Brittany and I.

"Of course!" Brittany beamed, "Santana?"

"Uh yeah sure." I said, I was actually tired, but since Brittany would be there I decided to go.

"Cool, okay I have to go before my mom starts blowing up my phone, see you guys later!"

"Bye." We said in unison.

"Can I tell you something?" Brittany asked when Quinn was out of sight.

"Yeah."

"I think I like someone."

Oh, my thoughts began to race, is it a guy? A girl? was it me? Do I want it to be me? Was it someone else? Would I be upset if it was someone else? "Oh, um who is it?"

"I don't want to say exactly who just yet, but I need some advice if that fine."

I've never known Brittany to be the shy type but I didn't mention it "Yeah of course."

"How would I know if they liked me back?"

Honestly I wouldn't know, I've had guys come up to me and flirt, but I'm sure they wanted one thing and not a relationship, but I gave her the best answer I could. "Well, they would probably be nervous around you, and um probably stare at you, not in a creepy way but just like in awe..oh and they'll laugh at whatever you say, even if it isn't funny."

She gave me a small smile, "Hm."

She was so beautiful, I couldn't help but smile back, "What?"

"Oh nothing, nothing it's just you described how you act around me sometimes."

I felt my heart drop to the ends of the earth, my ears heated up "O-oh."

"Well I gotta go, see you at Quinn's house." She winked and walked over to who I presume her parents are.

What the hell just happened?

PRESENT

Brittany delivered one final blow to my stomach with a kick, she finally stopped and stepped back before taking a deep breath, "I don't want to do this."

I coughed and did my best to sit up.

"I don't like hurting you, but you need to be taught a lesson sometimes." She bent down to me, "Just listen to me and be smarter, then things like these wouldn't even happen."

I could only nod, my body felt like it was on fire, my ribs felt like they were vibrating.

"I love you."

"I love you too." I said in a strained voice.

She looked down, then back at me, silent for what felt like hours. Suddenly her phone rang in her pocket.

She sighed and stood up straight before walking a few feet away from me, she looked at the caller ID and answered. "What's up?...Mhm..." She looked at me, "Uh yeah nothing important...Okay..." She looked away again, "Alright see you soon."

She put her phone in her pocket, "I came over here to admit something to you."

I looked at her.

"I never fucked Rachel, but she kissed me."

That fucking whore, of course she did, but did Brittany kiss her back? "Okay."

"I know you don't like her, and I want you to know I didn't kiss her back, and that's because I'm a good girlfriend. I'm a good girlfriend okay? A bad one would've kissed her back, a bad one would've done more to a girl that willing, but I didn't, I didn't because I love you."

"I love you too." I said quietly.

"But see you, you're a bad girlfriend, you were alone with her in your house, do you realize what that looks like to me?"

"Britt, it wasn't like that, nothing happened she came over without letting me know, I don't like her that way and she doesn't like me that way, she's straight, I would never cheat on you, I love you too much." I don't understand why she's so set on thinking something happened.

"Whatever, just stay away from her, I don't trust her." She ran a hand through her hair, "I'm leaving."

She walked back over to me and picked me up bridal style and laid me down on my bed. "Get some rest, we'll talk some more tomorrow."

I nodded and she kissed my cheek before calmly leaving my room.

She's so confusing, but I love this part of her, when she shows me she cares.

When I heard the door shut I immediately let my tears flow freely. How long can this possibly last? I know one day it's going to get really bad, but I just love her so much, and she loves me.

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