Hey guys! I know I said that I wouldn't be able to update till Wednesday, but I actually got some time to write this chapter and figured I would post it. I actually really love it. I hope it doesn't disappoint. Thanks for reading and reviewing, guys! It means alot to me! c:

Oh, and this part is actually for the chapter "HAUNTING INNOCENCE"- I wanted to let you know that I changed some of the words. To be specific, I changed 32 to 17 in "Innocent" (yes, I know Rachel is technically 16 but 17 flowed better with the rhythm of the song), and she to he in "Should've Said No". And, in true Glee fashion, I didn't use the full songs. I did some cutting so that I could use the words that were the most appropriate but still have it make sense. Okay, enough about that. Enjoy this chapter!

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Only after hearing Finn's footsteps did Quinn snap out of her stupor. She blinked, her eyes wide as she realized she should have gone after Rachel. But then something more important occurred to her, and she leapt to her feet.

In the next instant Santana Lopez was on the ground, a furious Quinn Fabray sitting on top of her.

"You"-slap- "fucking"-slap- "BITCH!"slap.

"Get the hell off of me!" Santana screeched, trying to push Quinn off.

But Quinn didn't budge.

"I can't BELIEVE I ever considered you my friend!"

Santana gave another hard shove, and this time Quinn tumbled to the floor.

"Oh, and I suppose Berry's a better one?" she sneers, standing up and brushing off her Cheerio's skirt.

That comment earns her another slap from Quinn.

"Of course she is. She's not a fucking slut who sleeps with every guy who asks me out, or pretends to be my friend when she really just wants to tear me down. She's real- she knows who she is. And she doesn't need any of you to show that to the world."

This time it's Santana who's doing the slapping, and Quinn's eyes are filled with fury as her cheek turns a shade of red.

Yank.

"OWW!" Santana howled, and she began to claw at Quinn, who nimbly sidestepped all of her attempts to rip her face off.

"You can't touch me, you can't touch me," she sing-songed, sticking her tongue out.

"You little fucking-" Santana screeched, lunging for her. But Quinn merely backed away.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you. I'm still captain of the squad, and with some of the information I know about you- like how you stole Finn's virginity to make head cheerleader, and what some of your more promiscuous extracurricular activities are- wouldn't do you much good in terms of climbing back up to the top."

Every mouth in the room dropped open at this startling revelation.

"I- I-"

"Save it, bitch. I thank God every day that I decided to become Rachel's friend, because she's a REAL friend. And I don't have to deal with backstabbing sluts anymore."

Quinn began to walk away, jumping over the foot Santana stuck out to trip her. But then she turned back.

"Did you tell Finn the truth? Did you? That you were so jealous of what he and Rachel had, were trying to sort out, that you told? Did it ever occur to you that maybe the reason that you can't be happy is because nobody wants to be associated with you? And, did you ever ONCE consider what you would've felt like if the roles were reversed? Because I sure as hell have. And I know that no matter how badly Rachel would've wanted that happiness, she would never have destroyed somebody else's to get it."

"You're wrong. Remember Baby-gate?" Santana smirked as Quinn flinched and for the first time her mask of bravery fell for a second.

But then she shook her head, smiling softly. "She only did what I couldn't do. And maybe at the time she had ulterior motives, but she did what was best for the guy she loved, and, as I realize now, what was best for me. I can only imagine what my life would be like now if she hadn't told Finn the truth. And that's where she rises above you all." Quinn locked eyes with every member of the group. "Day after day we insult her and yell at her and throw slushies in her face, and she never falters. Five minutes later she's bouncing back over to tell us some random fact about Barbra Streisand, and we always push her away. She's always been there for us, even when we didn't ask for her sympathy. No matter what we do, she's always tried to support us. And I guess she finally snapped. I would've a long time ago. And she will never, ever, deserve ANY of us as her friends. Not after what we've done to her."

And with that, for the third time that day, a Glee member makes a hasty exit from the choir room, leaving a shocked club in their wake.