Chapter 3

*Rachel's POV*

I'm really glad we found Brittany and I'm glad she's ok, but I'm worried about Santana. She's had night terrors for a while now and it's all because of the girl who is now going to move in with us. I'm really not sure how this is going to work I don't know if either of them will be able to cope with being near each other. You know it's weird. Those to were inseparable throughout Middle School and most of High School, but when we were let out for Summer Vacation of Junior year they seemed fine, but when we started senior year started that fall something had changed inside Santana, she turned into a bitch. She slushied any kid who looked slightly nerdy or different, she beat up people, she terrorised the school. Nobody made eye contact with her and if on the occasion that you did her eyes looked broken and sorrowful. Something bad happened that summer, but Santana won't talk about it. Even now, it's like she's scared to say it out loud because it'll break her even more. I remember one time it was December of our Senior year and I was walking back from Breadstix when I heard crying coming from a park bench. I turned around and then I saw Santana. The Santana Lopez curled up in a ball on a park bench sobbing her heart out. My natural instincts kicked in and I headed over to her, I asked if she was ok and she told me to, and I quote, "Beat it Berry." And so I did. It's almost midnight and the apartment is really quiet. Brittany's asleep in (what is now) her room, I think Santana's in hers and Quinn and I are cuddled up in our bed.

"Rach?" Quinn says knocking me out of my thoughts.

"Yeah?" I reply whilst staring at the wall in front of me

"Ok. What's wrong? Something's bothering you I can tell, your eyebrows are doing that cute creased thing that happens when you're thinking really hard" She tells me as she pokes my eyebrows which makes me giggle.

"Quinn I'm worried about Santana. She's been having night terrors for months or at least that's what we think! What if she had those before? What if Brittany moving in makes them worst? You know! When Britt agreed to move Santana left that alley so fast, I think she was crying and I'm almost certain she was thinking of what happened with Brittany senior year. Quinn I think she needs help." I whispered with tears running down my face. My best friend, band mate and roommate needs help. It's just hit me that Santana does have a problem.

"I know Rachel. But babe, I think we need to let Santana work it out for herself and come to us when she needs help. Come on beautiful, don't cry, let's just get some sleep and we'll talk about this tomorrow ok?" she whisper whilst holding me by the waist.

"Ok. Goodnight Q" I said as I shuffled under the covers and rested my head on her chest. Then I felt Quinn's lips on the top of my head. And then silence!

*Brittany's POV*

It was probably about 4am when I woke up to screaming coming from the room across from me. I got out of bed and went over to the door, pulled it open just as Quinn and Rachel were running past the door. "Quinn? What's going on?" I said as I rubbed the sleep from my eyes

"It's Santana. Go back to bed Brittany. We've got it." Quinn spoke with such a fast pace for 4am. It's like she's used to it.

"QUINN! HELP ME!" Rachel yelled from what I guess is Santana's room. Quinn ran through Santana's door and as I'm nosy as hell I follow. The doors been closed but I can still hear every word they're saying.

"Santana you have to calm down. Just breathe" I hear Quinn say. I can still hear muffled sobs and I'm guessing that's Santana.

"I need to know she's ok Quinn! I need to" Santana yells and she breaks down again. This is weird. It's not her. It never has been. She's always been so strong. Whoever this girl is has had a huge affect on her. Not in a good way though. I don't understand what happened to her. Santana and I we were best friends in Middle School and throughout most of High School, but it was different during those years. We were inseparable and I'm pretty sure almost the entire school thought that we were together. Then my parents took me to London for the entire summer vacation between junior and senior year. I came back the night before we started senior year and I wasn't allowed to go and see Santana. The next day I looked everywhere for her and when I found her I hugged her from behind like we always do…did, this time was different she shrugged me off and told me to get off her. I was so confused and then she started yelling at me calling a dumb bitch and she pushed me on the ground. I didn't know what happened or why. That day I lost my best friend and I met the bully who made that year of my life hell and tortured me and changed me completely. I was bubbly, out going and happy. When the bullying started I became the complete opposite and did some really stupid stuff to get rid of my pain. I never thought I'd see her again. She seems different. I don't know. I don't wanna get my hopes up just for them to come crashing down again. I wouldn't be able to cope. I suddenly feel a breeze against my forearms and I look down, my eyes widening realising I'm wearing a short sleeved t-shirt and so I ran into my room and grabbed the jumper Quinn had given me earlier. I walked back to the door hearing Santana scream at Quinn and Rachel.

This was different. More painful. Gut wrenching. Screams that made your heart break.

"I need her! I need him! I need her here! I need her here so I can see she's ok! I need her. I need her to know I'm different and I'm me again. The me I should've always been!" Santana repeatedly screams

"That's going to take time Santana! I'm sure you can show Brittany that side of you again" What? Me? That's why she's doing this? Holy Crap! I heard footsteps walking towards the door and then they stop. Quinn and Rachel are stood by the door talking.

"Quinn. What do we do? Do we get Brittany?" Rachel says in a hushed tone

"No! Yes! I don't know! Brittany's probably awake I don't know how anyone could sleep through Santana's screams. I just don't know if that'd be a good thing to do not with their history" Quinn whispers.

Screw this.

"Quinn. You're wrong!" I say through the door

"Brittany! What are you doing?!" Quinn angrily whispers

"I've been stood here the whole time! Now are you gonna open this door or not? Surprisingly I miss my San. The REAL Santana. Not the Senior Santana! Something happened that Summer and I want to know what happened so open this fricking door!" I yell and Quinn opens the door with a shocked expression on her face as well as Rachel. I look over to see Santana look up with eyes as wide as gold balls.

"Brittany" She breaks down and I run over to her and clutch her body to mine.

"It's ok San. I know. It's ok. Calm down" I say and I feel her body slowly relax and her tears slowly stop falling. She's ok.

"Santana! We need to sort out what happened. You have to tell me everything otherwise we can't get back to what we had. I need you to trust me enough to tell me. We need to get everything out on the table, I want, no I need my best friend back. So. Quinn! Make coffee! Rachel get food! And Santana get off the floor and get your butt into one of those seats and get ready to tell us everything because I think you owe it to yourself and me. I'll tell you what happened to me because of you and why I'm here. Then we'll see where we are and see what happens! Ok?" I say forcefully

"Ok" Santana whispers pulling herself off the floor and walking past me to her bed, my eyes follow her and she grabs THE stuffed Unicorn. Tears began to group in my eyes, that Unicorn was the one I gave her the first time she came to my house, I told her it would always protect her. I was really trying to say that I'd always protect her.

This should be eventful. I follow Santana, Quinn and Rachel out into the living room where the couch is positioned facing the TV (of course), Quinn and Rachel walk to the kitchen and Santana sits on the love seat whilst I sit on the recliner. Thankfully Quinn and Rachel come back fast otherwise that could've been super weird and awkward. Here goes nothing. I just want my Santana back.

"Well Santana? Please tell us why you became such a bully senior year? You were fine before summer vacation and you came back and you just weren't yourself." Quinn said

"Yeah. Santana you've got some explaining to do. Especially to Brittany!" Rachel piped up

"I know I do! It's just difficult!" Santana yelled and that made my blood boil!

"Difficult?! Fucking difficult! Santana! I was you best friend and over the course of a few months you decided to torture me! Why?! What did I EVER do to you that was so bad? I was there for you! Always was! And you just became a bitch to me for no god damn reason! So Santana tell me! What happened to you to make you such a bitch!?" I yell

"My Dad died." Santana whispers and my world stopped.