Author's Note: I do not own Glee or any other shows, movies, books, etc. mentioned in this fanfic.
There are some SPOILERS from MASH OFF in this chapter.
WARING/SPOILER FOR THIS CHAPTER:This chapter is very dark in the sense that there is a suicide attempt with some details, don't say I did't warn you.
Also, there are multiple points of view in this chapter. You'll figure it out, I'm just letting you know
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The following morning, Santana walked into school with her girlfriend. The tall blonde and the tiny Latina walked side-by-side, so close that the only space existed between their separated hands. Santana smiled, as she walked down the halls with her girlfriend and thoughts of the good day ahead filled her mind. Unfortunately the rest of the week wasn't as spectacular.
Santana couldn't believe what she was hearing. Was he really that stupid? And who was he to call her a hypocrite? "What did you just say?" Santana anger trickled over every word that hissed out of her mouth.
The giant shifted his wait before he said, "I said that you're making people miserable because you miserable."
Santana rolled her eyes, "I have no idea what you're talking about."
"That's a fucking lie Santana! Everyone knows you're miserable! And anyone who has dared taken the time to get know you, knows that you are hiding in your pathetic excuse of a closet Santana! Just fucking come out already!" After Finn had finished screaming at Santana in the middle of the crowded hallway, he watched the Latina's eyes fill with anger for a moment, before being overtaken by fear. He watched tears form and flow down her cheeks before running away.
Santana ran. She ran as the tears spilled from her eyes. She ran to the place where she could just fall apart. She ran to the place where she knew it would be dark and desolate. She ran to the auditorium. She found her way to a seat, and broke down. Santana couldn't believe it, and yet here she was crying in the dark auditorium, again.
Kurt, Blaine, Quinn and Brittany could not believe it. That fucking idiot did the one thing Santana couldn't handle. They all stood in the hallway for a moment and blinked. They looked at each other and nodded. Quinn and Blaine went running after Santana while Kurt and Brittany were going to take care of business.
"What the hell were you thinking?" Brittany yelled at Finn at the top of her lungs.
"I-I-I was…" Finn stuttered.
"What Finn?" Kurt snapped. "Were you were thinking that you just outed Santana in front of the whole school? Were you thinking that what you were doing was cruel? Were you thinking that if Santana was ready to come out that she would of done so already? God Finn you are such an idiot!"
"It's not my fault that she's a bitch! I can't help that I was just sticking up for Rory! Besides, she needed to be taught a lesson!" Finn yelled back.
And then the impossible happened, Brittany pinned Finn agianst the lockers. "You hurt Santana." Brittany growled. "And by hurting Santana you hurt me because I'm dating Santana. Now what's the unbreakable rule of McKinley?"
"Don't- hurt-Brittany," Finn stuttered.
"Exactly. So you get a slushy shower, and for your information Santana was getting Rory to stop hitting on me because Santana and I are dating. Are we clear?" Finn nodded. Brittany let go of him and headed after Santana.
Blaine and Quinn sprinted down the hallways in search of Santana. "Where do you think she is?" Quinn asked as she followed Blaine.
Blaine came to a stop. "In here," he said before walking into the auditorium.
When the dapper boy and the delicate blonde walked into the auditorium they saw her. They saw her curled up in a chair, sobbing uncontrollably. "I'm going to kill Finn," Blaine muttered. "I can't believe I had feelings for him," Quinn muttered in response before sitting next to her best friend and pulling her into a hug.
When Brittany ran into the auditorium, she felt her heart break for her girlfriend. She saw Quinn was hugging her, while Blaine rubbed her back, and Santana was a mess. Brittany felt a tear form as she gazed upon this awful sight, "Finn deserves every ounce of frozen corn syrup coming towards his ugly face," the blonde said quietly.
Quinn looked up and saw Brittany and shook her head. "I'll go talk to Shelby so she can be excused from classes, then I'll get her stuff, and then Blaine will take you and Santana back to his house. Okay?" Brittany nodded.
Soon enough Santana found herself at home with Anna's arms around her, telling her everything will be all right. Moments later she felt Blaine's and Brittany's arms around her too, and as comforting as they were she still felt like the world was going to end.
After hours of crying Santana finally ran out of tears, or least ran out of energy to cry, so while Santana laid on her bed in the dark, Brittany spooned her.
"Poor Santana," Anna muttered before she sat down next to her son on the couch.
Blaine let out a long sigh. "I know, she been through so much already."
"I honestly don't see how it can get worse," Anna said as she turned on the T.V. with eh remote. Anna felt her jaw drop as she watched the political campaign commercial of one of Sue Sylvester's opponents.
"Oh…my… god," Blaine whispered in complete and utter shock. Mother and son watched as pictures of Santana appeared, each followed by hatful words, however the most horrific image was the last one. It read: SUE SLYVESTER SUPPORTS LESBIANS.
Anna turned off the T.V., and the two of them sat in silence for a moment. "What do we do?" Anna whispered as she felt a tear run down her cheek, and begin to cry. Anna didn't just feel empathy towards Santana; she felt pain as a mother. Somehow Santana became her daughter, even though they had never spent a significant amount of time together. It was the little moments, that they had shared that created this bond. The worst part of it all wasn't the terrible events that had happened to Santana, it was that Anna could not do anything to fix it or make it remotely better for Santana.
When Santana woke up the next day, she felt Brittany's warm body against hers. Santana smiled, what seemed to feel like the first time in eternity, not because of the sexual opportunity, but because she felt at home. Santana quietly got out of bed so not to disturb Brittany, who was no doubt exhausted, and made her way to the kitchen. Santana began making coffee before she turned on the T.V. On the T.V., was a political campaign commercial of one of Sue's opponents. It took her a moment to realize that it wasn't just another annoying-as-fuck-political-ad it was a smear campaign. Santana watched in horror as she watched herself being outed to the entire world.
When Anna got up, she smelled the scent of Italian roast. "Santana must already be up." Anna quickly threw on robe and slippers and made her way down stairs, as she walked down the stairs she heard the T.V. blaring. When she entered the kitchen she saw a pool of blood and Santana lying in middle of it, and next to her was a large sharp knife. Anna ran and got the phone and called 911. "Hello… yes there's been an accident. There's a lot of blood, please hurry… Um 1 Willowstone Drive… Hurry!" Anna ran to the girl and sat her up. Santana had large deep cuts down the entire length of her forearms. "Shit Santana," Anna muttered under her breathe. "BLAINE!" She shouted at the top of her lungs, a cry for help she hoped her son would hear.
Within moments Blaine came bounding down the stairs, he knew something was wrong his mother never screamed like that. When entered the kitchen he saw, blood, the knife, an unconscious Santana, and his mother trying to apply pressure to the large wounds on Santana's arms.
Anna could tell her son was going into shock, but Santana didn't have time. "Blaine!" She yelled at the tip of her lungs. Blaine looked at his mother with a horrified look. "Get me some kitchen towels, now!"
Blaine did as he was told and got the kitchen towels and handed them to his mother. He watched his mother snatch the towels from his hands, and apply pressure to Santana's arms. He watched as the EMTs ran into the house and rush to Santana's rescue. He watched as she was rushed out the door and into the ambulance. He watched as the ambulance sped away with Santana and his mother inside it.
Brittany had heard the sirens outside, she had heard the commotion in the house, and she saw that Santana wasn't in bed. When she went down stairs she blood, she saw Blaine in shock, she saw Santana rushed into the ambulance before it sped away.
After the ambulance had left, Brittany sent a text to Kurt telling her to pick her and Blaine up ASAP and to them to the hospital. Within minutes Kurt arrived. He asked what had happened. He asked what was wrong with Blaine. He asked where Anna was. He asked if that was blood he saw. He asked where Santana was. And then he knew.
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