Chapter 3: Savior

Brittany was alone in the choir room. Friday, the day where she could be at home without worrying that Jewfro would attack her. Home and safe. Except, right now, she just couldn't move. She didn't know why, but she just was in a trance, like someone had hypnotized her. She was so lost in her thoughts that she didn't notice that the very person she was trying to avoid was coming up behind her.

Putting a cloth with cloriphorm over her mouth, Jacob Ben Isreal knocked poor Brittany out.

Santana was in the girl's bathroom crying. Quinn and Rachel were standing beside her as she explained what happened to her and Brittany. Rachel couldn't believe he would have the guts to hurt Santana's Brittany. No one would even dare to look at the feisty latina that way. Quinn wondered how Santana hadn't beaten the shit out of Jacob yet, but him being absent from school all week made it hard for her to find him.

The duet were worried about the tall blonde and how her partner in crime weren't by eachother. Both would walk down the hallways with a dazed look, as if they were in their own world. It moght have been the usual with Brittany, but she also lost the spark and bubbliness that everyone who was with her felt. When they finally talked to Santana about it, she broke down in tears and explained. Rachel told Santana who it was for sure, but never mentioned that it had happened to her, too.

A scream was heard and Santana recognized the voice. She was out of the bathroom and into the choir room in a matter of seconds. Jacob Ben Isreal looked like a deer caught in headlights. Brittany was in one of the chairs with her cheerleading skirt around her ancles. She had a bloody nose, but it didn't seem like Jewfro had gotten to far. Santana snarled and was about to pounce when a small diva tackled him to the ground. Rachel started to hit, kick and slap every part of Jacob that was in her sight. Everyone in the room just watched in shock as the not so violent brunette kicked Jacob's ass. He was knocked out, but even then Rachel kept hitting him.

Quinn was the first one to snap out of the trance she was in. She grabbed Rachel and pulled her off with all the blonde's might. Rachel was still swinging but stopped abruptly when Quin held her in her arms. Rachel broke down in sobs. Santana hurried and untied Brittany, who had passed out from all the excitement. Nothing seemed to be damaged too bad, well the physical didn't seem to damaged, but the emotional... only time could tell.

Pointing to Jacob, Santana addressed Quinn, "Call the police, tell them what happened. I have to take Brittany to my house and take care of her," Santana then turned to the sobbing diva, "We'll talk later."

Quinn waited for Rachel to calm down before calling the police. When they arrived, both Rachel and Quinn explained what happened and they took Jacob to jail when he woke up and said, "Where's the bitch? I need to get off!" Without noticing the two officers in the room with him. They said that he had confessed and would be in juvey for a long time, and then jail.

When Brittany woke up, the first thing she noticed was someone was holding her. The person had an iron grip around the blonde's waist. Brittany was frightened if only for a second before she saw the almond colored skin and delicate hands. Turning around, Brittany saw that Santana had fallen asleep. She smiled to herself and kissed the latina's lips.

Santana sturred and her eyes fluttered open. She smiled lazily when she saw Brittany. Wiping some hair out of the taller girl's face she spoke, "Hey."

"Hey," Brittany said, "you saved me, and my heart stopped hurting so much."

Santana scrunched her eyebrows in confusion, so Brittany elaborated, "When you weren't there, my heart was hurting more. I trusted you and then you weren't there the moment I truly needed you. This week, I would lay in my bed and wondered if I was just having a bad dream and you would wake me up from it and everyhtig would be alright. But I would wake up and cry because I could see the bruises and cuts. I hurt you by telling you to leave and it just made me hurt more. Then you saved me and I knew that you would be there for me. You might not always be there for me, but you try to fix your mistakes and you prove that you can help me get better. So now my heart can feel a little bit better, and so can yours. So, my heart hurts less, but it isn't healed."

Santana blinked away some of the tears that were streaming down her face. She had never heard Brittany speak so intellegent and so soft in their entire time as friends. This was the moment that Santana had finally realised how deeply in love she was with her best friend, and she was deep. The latina squeezed Brittany tighter and pulled the blonde closer to her. They stayed that way as they slept.

A streets down, Quinn was holding Rachel as the diva cried. When they reached the Berry house, Rachel had lost it. She screamed, yelled at Quinn, and almost tore her whole house apart. Quinn pulled Rachel into another hug. It seemed to be the only thing she could do to calm the broken brunette. They laid in Rachel's bed as Quinn told Rachel that she would be okay. After a while, Rachel looked up at Quinn with sad, broken eyes.

"It can't be alright, Quinn. I won't be okay. You don't know what it's like every night here. My parents haven't gotten back from their business trip yet and I wake up in sweat and tears because I have nightmares of him touching me, entering me, and ruining me over and over again. I have to be in this house alone, praying that he doesn't come back and try to have his way with me again," Rachel said.

"He's gone now, you don't have to worry about it anymore," Quinn replied.

"But I remember what it felt like, and that's just as bad. He instilled fear in me and now all I can do is fear. He took my innocence and when someone does that to you, it's hard to recover," Rachel said, snuggling into Quinn further.

Hesitantly Quinn spoke, "I-I could stay with you till your parents get back. Would that be alright?"

Quinn could just barely feel Rachel nodd against her stomach. In the morning Quinn would get her stuff, but right now, she texted her mom and pulled Rachel in the covers. They slept in eachothers embrace, both too afraid that the other would slip away.

Little did these four girls know that they were saving eachother one by one in their own way. Each were building the other up, silently, slowly saving themselves from the world.

In everyone's own little way, we are all saviors.

AN1: WOW! I POSTED ANOTHER CHAPTER! I AM VERY SORRY FOR THE EXTREMELY LONG WAIT I JUST COULDN'T THINK OF A WAY TO CONTINUE THIS STORY FOR A VERY LONG TIME!

AN2: I KNOW THAT THE LEGAL SYSTEM DOESN'T REALLY WORK EXACTLY THAT WAY, BUT I NEEDED JACOB OUT OF THE WAY. OH AND THERE ISN'T ANY GUY BASHING IN THIS WHOLE STORY EXCEPT JACOB BECAUSE...WELL... FOR OBVIOUS REASONS, BUT THE GUYS AREN'T ALWAYS JERKS SO SORRY :(

AN3: THANK YOU dancelikeheya FOR REVIEWING THIS STORY

AN4: JenniferTVgirl, TO ANSWER YOUR QUESTION THEY BOTH GOT RAPED BY THE SAME PERSON IT'S JUST BRITTANY WAS RAPED EARLIER AT NIGHT AND RACHEL WAS TOO BUT LATER IN THE NIGHT.

AQ1: DO YOU LIKE WHERE THIS IS GOING?

AQ2: ANY IDEAS?

AQ3: ANY QUESTIONS?

DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN GLEE... BUT WHO THINKS I SHOULD? JUST KIDDING ;)

P.S.: OH! ONE MORE THING! THIS STORY IS VERY DEPRESSING BUT IT WILL GET BETTER... SLOWLY... VERY... SLOWLY... BUT YOU GUYS ARE GARRANTEED TO HAVE SOME WTF? YESYESYESYESYESYESYES! GRRRRR! AND FINALY! MOMENTS. SO STAY TUNED!