Wow, this one is sad. This one crept up on me when I was watching West Side Story.
The Warblers and the New Directions had always been at war over who was the best show choir and gang in Lima. They hated each other… or at least they were supposed to do that. But a girl from New Directions loved a boy from the Warblers. They used to meet in secret and wanted nothing else than to leave Lima and live together forever.
But life as it seemed had other plans. They made up all plans, where to meet, where to go and how to go. But she, Santana, did not know that she had been watched ever since she met that boy.
Her ex-boyfriend and their leader Finn always watched her and they knew of her affair with the boy from the Warblers. The duo wanted to punish her for this crime and also wanted to keep her from leaving because they needed her. So when the day come and she was to leave they made their own preparations and went to the meeting place with the rest of the New Directions before she did.
Now the boy from the Warblers wasn't just any boy. He was their leader, Wes. He had met her in jail of all places. He had been arrested for stirring up trouble and was put in the cooler. He was only with boys but the cooler for the girls was beside theirs and there she was. Santana.
She had been arrested for being drunk in public. He was not in his uniform and neither was she so they did not recognize each other. They got to talking and realized that they really liked each other. They talked all day, joked, laughed and had a good time, despite being in "cages" when it came out that they were in New Directions and the Warblers they were first horrified and did not know what to do. They were enemies… rivals… and nemeses… but none of them could deny their hearts and they decided that it did not matter who they were as long as they were together. They made up plans to meet in secret and later on made up plans on how to escape.
Wes did not know it but his closest men had been watching him since he came back from the cooler. He had been different. He always had a smile on his face, a tiny one but still a smile and he was no longer such a big ass to the girls in New Directions. They were always asses to those girls… but all of a sudden he changed. They also noticed how he got even more strict and how he kept sneaking out at night. The night that Wes and Santana were to escape the Warblers stayed awake and decided to follow their leader.
Wes was the first to arrive to their meeting place and when he got there he saw no trace of Santana. But soon he heard footsteps and turned around and saw Finn Hudson, along with everyone in New Directions except for his Santana and Noah Puckerman.
"Hudson", Wes spat and moved back with a snarl. They never went at each other with weapons, only fists. No one in the both groups wanted to be a murderer after all.
"Hello there Warbler Wes", Finn said with a smug look. "Were you excepting someone else?"
"Yes, someone much prettier and smarter than you… but then again… everyone is that."
"Shut up Warbler, we know about you and Santana", Finn yelled. "And we are here to punish her for it."
Wes felt fear well up inside him.
"Wes!" he heard behind him and he knew that his Warblers had arrived. David, Thad and Blaine joined up beside him at the front.
"Oh", Finn said. "Does your little bird friends know what you are doing here?"
"Shut up Hudson", Wes spat.
"Do they know you came here to meet our Santana and then leave town with her?"
"What", David asked and looked at Wes. "Wes he's lying isn't he?"
"No", Wes growled.
"Wes she's the enemy", Blaine yelled.
"She is not", Wes yelled. "She is not. I love her and she loves me." He looked at Finn. "I will not let you harm her."
"Well… too late for that. Watch."
Finn pointed at the opening of the alley parking garage they were in and he saw Noah Puckerman hide with a gun. His eyes widened and he saw Santana come towards the garage.
"No!" he exclaimed and ran.
"Wes", David exclaimed and tried to grab him but his leader was too fast.
"Santana", Wes yelled when he saw her and she saw him and looked confused. "Santana!"
PANG!
Santana's eyes widened in horror when she saw Noah step out of the darkness and fire a shot… that hit her beloved in the back. Wes stopped running towards her, sank down on his knees and fell to the side. Santana ran up to him and turned him over, she didn't notice Puck's horrified look or that the ND and the Warblers also left the garage and got out on the street. Puck was not going to shoot him or her in aims to kill. He was going to shoot her in the arm and then beat the crap out of the Warbler. But now… Santana put her beloved's head in her lap and he looked up at her.
"They", he said. "They won't let us be…" his voice was thick and weakening.
"Then we'll get away", Santana told him and took his hand.
"Santana", Wes rasped out weakly. "We can?"
"Yes", she said and put his hand to her heart.
"We will?"
"Yes." She said softly. "Hold my hand and we're halfway there. Hold my hand and I'll take you there…"
His eyes closed.
"Somehow", she got out through the thickness of her throat. Her tears were threatening to spill because she felt his hand go limp in hers. "Someday…" she realized he was gone. "Some… NO!" she broke down crying and rested her head on his chest.
"Oh no", she sobbed out and the two gangs on each side of her and Wes looked sad and ashamed. She was crying in a heartbroken way that tore at their hearts. She could hear police cars and ambulances in the distance. She felt someone move in behind her to take him from her.
"Don't you touch him!" she screamed and the African-American and the gelled up hobbit backed away. She returned her gaze to her Wes' face and he looked so peaceful. She kissed his lips as the tears rolled down her cheeks.
"Te adoro Wes", she then said and got up slowly. She saw Puck stand there looking at her with shame on his face, she walked up to him and took the gun. She looked around at them all and then walked down the dark street and disappeared in the night. They never saw her again.
Number three... more? Or should I stop with this paring all together?