A/N: We are nearing the end now.. only 3 chapters left after this one :) Enjoyyy! (and thank you for all the reviews)

Chapter 24: Why did you do it?

Brittany took a gun out of her back pocket and fired it at the ceiling. Kurt and Santana jumped back and huddled close to one another. Rachel edged closer to Puck as he squeezed her hand comfortingly and whispered soothing words to her. They were all petrified.

"Who wants to go first?" she questioned, pointing the gun at each of them in turn.

Kurt stepped forward and pushed Santana behind him protectively. "Please Brittany, you've hurt them enough." He pointed to Santana, Rachel and Puck. "We've all lost too much. We've all lost people we love. Finn, Matt, Quinn, Mercedes." With each name he choked back a sob, especially when mentioning his best friend. "What is the point in killing us? What do you get out of it?"

"What do you think I get out of it? I get the pleasure of knowing I never have to see any of you again. See my whole plan all along was to rid the earth of people who have done wrong to me. People who have annoyed me, bullied me, hurt me. Hurt Santana. Some of the people I have killed were not supposed to die, but they got in my way so I had no choice." Brittany sighed as she thought back to the boy she wished she hadn't killed.

"Mike?" Santana questioned knowingly. Brittany had always loved Mike; they had been very close since the age of five and had formed a very strong friendship. She knew that Brittany wouldn't have wanted him to die.

"He saw me kill Miss Pillsbury. He said I'd get arrested, that I'd let him down, that our friendship was over. He was going to tell on me before I'd even begun. I had to. It's one of the few deaths I actually feel bad about. But I had no choice." She sighed, a sign of remorse present in her tone.

"Who else?" Rachel asked, with a genuine interest in the answer.

"Mr Schuester" she replied. "I did it to scare you. You all seemed safe with him around, like you would somehow survive this thing. I needed you to fear the murderer, to fear me. I knew I could make you all weaker if I took away your precious teacher." A small tear formed in the corner of Brittany's eye. Was it a tear of regret? Pain? Grief? Whatever it was Brittany soon realised her mistake and snapped out of it, quickly wiping the tear away. "You want to know why I killed the others?" she asked, the bitterness back in her voice. "Miss Pillsbury was first. I went to see her a few weeks back for some counselling. She talked to me like I was a three year old, made me feel really stupid. She made me feel worthless, like an idiot. What kind of person is she? She's supposed to guide people not put them down, make them feel stupid."

"THAT'S NOT A REASON TO KILL SOMEONE. YOU'RE SICK YOU ARE."

Kurt screamed as Brittany pointed the gun again and shot at the wall right next to him. "DID I ASK YOU TO SPEAK? JUST SHUT UP AND LISTEN" she glared at him before continuing. "Then there was Tina, Mercedes and Artie. They never said anything to my face but I heard them. Whenever I got a question wrong in class I heard them laughing and making little comments to each other about me. Rude, hurtful comments."

Kurt sobbed at the mention of his three best friends. Santana reached forward and pulled him back into a hug. "Awwww, isn't that sweet." Brittany chuckled, placing a hand to her heart in mock happiness. "Don't you worry little Kurty, you can join them all soon." Brittany saw Santana's pained expression and gave her an evil smirk before saying "You know what I'm gonna skip the rest and just tell you about my favourite. Can you guess who that was Santana?" She waited a few seconds for a reply, but she was ignored. "Matt Rutherford. Oh he was fun. Got all angry with me and told me I daren't lay a finger on you." she laughed as she walked up to Santana and stroked her neck with her index finger. "Oops"

Santana pulled away from Brittany's touch and began silently sobbing. Tears began streaming down her face and for the first time she didn't care that people were watching. She just wanted Matt. She wanted him to walk in the room and hold her close, to tell her that everything would be okay.

Puck had also started crying again. The image of Matt's pained expression as he died wouldn't leave his thoughts. It was the worst thing he had ever witnessed and he doubted the memory would ever leave his mind. It was there to haunt him for the rest of his life.

"I bet you're all wondering what Matt did wrong. Well he was the worst of them all. He took you away from me Santana, that's what he did. You were my best friend and then he came along and you fell in love and it was like I never existed. And when we did get to talk it was always Matt this, Matt that."

Santana was just about to fight back, to disagree with Brittany. Matt had always been friendly to Brittany, tried to always include her in things and never leave her out but she always rejected him. Instead she walked towards Brittany, her arms open, pulling her into a hug. "Brittany, you're right, I'm so sorry. I don't know why I ever let this happen. All these people, they hurt you, I see that now. But we're going to be okay, you and me. We're going to go home and we're going to be okay."

Brittany hugged her back. "You promise San? You promise we'll be okay? I only did it for us, I killed them for us, so we could be happy."

Santana nodded. "I promise Brittany."

Kurt, Rachel and Puck watched on from the sideline, unaware that both girls were lying through their teeth. Tears trickled down Santana's cheeks as the two girls both lifted their guns. Santana's gun was now pressed against Brittany's skull and Brittany's was pushed into Santana's back. It was simply a matter of who pulled the trigger first.

The sound of the gun shot echoed around the room. It had taken all of a second for the cheerleaders' fates to be sealed.

Now one lay dead on the floor surrounded by a pool of her own blood. The other stood rooted to the spot, staring down at the body of her once best friend.