A/N: Hey guys, really sorry this chapter is up so late compared to my other ones. I thought it had been less time since I updated, so yeah, sorry.

Part Six

School the next day was agony and it wasn't just the usual end of vacation dullness, everywhere he went Finn seemed to see Santana or Rachel or Quinn or Brittany. Seeing Brittany wasn't so bad, it usually gave a small boost to his mood. The problem was he only ever seem to see her when Rachel was there, as soon as she noticed Brittany, she would find some excuse to drag Finn as far away from her as possible, thanks to his little comment after their argument the other day, he had completely failed in convincing Rachel that Brittany was nothing more than a friend.

He sat in glee club with Rachel at his side acting very territorial, when Brittany walked in looking miserable. She barely seemed to notice anybody and against his better judgements he got out of his seat and walked over to her.

"Hey, Brittany," he said, trying to sound cheerful.

"Hi, Finn," she said, seemingly oblivious to Rachel moving towards them, she wrapped her arms around him and pulled him into a hug, sighing into his chest.

"What's wrong, Brit?" he asked when she turned her head up to look at him.

"Long day, I just want to go home," she told him, sighing again. He looked up and saw the faces of the other members of new directions staring at them, confused, all except for Sam, Rory and Kurt – who already knew of their newfound close friendship, Rachel – who was glaring slightly at the blonde, Santana and Puck – who were late, and Quinn. She looked at them both with a mixture of understanding and sadness. He wasn't sure how she did it but Quinn always had a way of, every now and then, just making him forget that anybody else existed; she became the only thing in his life with meaning. This almost became one of those times before Rachel interrupted his thoughts by clearing her throat.

"Hi, Brittany," she said coldly,

Brittany turned to her and gave a nod of acknowledgement before letting go of Finn and walking to a chair looking thoroughly hurt at Rachels obvious anger.

Rachel dragged Finn to the other side of the room and they sat down together in silence, Finn watched Santana enter and the guilt he had been suppressing lately manifested itself quickly, today was the first time he had seen her since his and Brittany's drunken betrayal and every time he did he felt like he was fucking Brittany all over again right there and then.

"Alright, everyone, welcome back!" Mr Schue said cheerfully, as he entered the room. "I thought we'd start today off with a song, anyone got anything they're wanting to perform?" the room was quite as for once nobody seemed even vaguely interested, Finn glanced sideways at Rachel wondering why she didn't jump at the opportunity but what he saw on her phone stopped him caring.

- Thanks Jesse xoxoxoxoxox Rachel.

She pressed send and Finn found himself on his feet, he didn't care what she was grateful for. It didn't even matter anymore.

"I'll sing, Mr Schue," he said, sounding more confident than he actually was. The guilt he had been feeling just moments earlier evaporated and was replaced by nothing but rage and jealousy, "I wrote it myself, it's kind of a work in progress." He told everyone, grinning "It's got no music or anything, but it's pretty relevant to my life right now, so what the hell,"

He began to stare at Rachel, making sure she and everyone else knew whom the song was directed to, his grin fading and he began to sing.

"Don't pretend I mean anything to you,

Don't pretend that you love me,

'Cause I know that you're thinking of him,

While you're in bed with me,"

Rachel stared at him, her mouth slightly open in disbelief and disgust but he couldn't even care that he was being cruel.

"I see his face reflected in your eyes,

Every time I see you smile,

I see his name on the tip of your tongue,

Before you stop yourself and call out mine…"

"Stop!" Rachel walked up to him, anger flashing behind the tears in her eyes.

"Problem, sweetie?" he asked her with an insincere and sarcastic smile, unable to restrain himself from being a dick due to the fury at her text and the emotions the song had unleashed.

"That's not fair, Finn, you cant sing me a song like that when you love someone else too, you're being a total hypocrite," she told him through gritted teeth, apparently finding it difficult to restrain herself as well. He looked over her head at the other people in the room and noticed a few raised eyebrows.

"You know what, Rachel, I think it's perfectly fucking fair, at least I never told the other person I was in love with her! At least the other girl never said she was in love with me too!" he subtly side eyed Quinn, unable to help himself and saw her staring at the floor, "and I never fucking promised to run off with her either!"

He heard Mr Schuester warning him about the swearing but he ignored it. Over Rachel's head he saw a few open mouths and Brittany caught his eye giving him a sympathetic look.

"Don't you fucking dare!" she shouted, "You have no right to be so morally superior after I caught you in bed with somebody else!"

"Nothing happened!" Brittany only realised she had spoken when she saw that everyone in the room had now turned to stare at her, she wasn't even sure how the words had escaped her, just spewing from her mouth like a reflex. She looked everywhere she could but to her left, she couldn't bare to see Santana's face. They had barely spoken to each other since the argument the other day and she could tell Santana was still angry at her, "nothing happened…" she repeated softly, unable to properly use her voice.

"You were in bed with him?" the words came from her left but she still refused to face her, "Look at me Brit!"

She turned to face her as instructed but instead of the anger she expected Santana just seemed hollow, her eyes glassy like she wasn't even there.

"Him… Of all the people we know, you picked him…"

"It's not what you think San, we weren't in bed together, well we were, well actually we weren't, we were on top of the sheets so that's on, not in, right?" she rambled on, desperately trying to explain herself while her lips were still moving faster than her brain. But no matter how hard she tried she didn't know what to say, all she could do was look to Finn.

"Santana, all that happened was she was at mine, we were both upset, she fell asleep, I fell asleep, then Rachel found us. Simple." Santana stared back at him seemingly emotionless.

"Not simple, Finn," Rachel interjected, "she was wrapped up in your arms, that's hardly simple!"

"I told you! She was upset, I gave her a hug, we fell asleep like that, that was it!" he turned back to Santana, "You two had an argument before the party remember? She was upset that you were mad at her, I was just looking after her, I promise… She was looking after me too,"

"You know what," Santana stood up and walked over towards Finn, he could see the fire in her eyes, "fuck you, porpoise!" she said to him and then she turned back to Brittany.

"Santana…" From the insult Santana gave Finn, Brittany immediately knew how angry she was, it was rare that she would ever be too emotional to be able to come up with a creative insult.

"Save it." Santana stared at her, her face plastered with rage she had never even been close to directing at Brittany. "Fuck you!" she shouted, causing Brittany to burst into tears and try to move towards her. Santana started walking backwards towards the door, once she reached it she spun on the spot and began to speak softly without looking back into the room, "we're not done Brittany, not yet, but right now, I cant speak to you, or look at you, just… Just leave me alone…"

Brittany stared at the open doorway, her legs frozen in place. 'Move,' she told herself, 'move! Move! Move!' she felt her legs begin to wobble and as soon as she was able to, she bolted for the other door and ran as far away from Santana as she could get.

"Brittany!" Finn called after her, he took a step towards to door to follow her but Rachel stepped in front of him determined to finish their argument.

"I think we'll end it there for today," Mr Schue said saving Finn, he was grateful, he grabbed his bag and got to his car as quickly as possible, he just needed to be alone.