A/N: This chapter is darker and partially triggering. Proceed with caution.

Hanging On (Ellie Goulding feat. Tinie Tempah)

"Oh God! Sannnnnnn! Yes! Unh...unh...yessss!"

I stood behind the bar cleaning glasses with way too much time to think.

The sex had been rough and animalistic.

I could still feel her beneath my fingers, hear her screams ringing in my ears, and taste her on my tongue.

"Rosie! Two beers!" I rolled my eyes when that stupid name was called.

I groaned but hid it beneath a smile and a nod.

"I need more! Yessssss! So good! I'm yours!"

My heart was racing as I slid the glasses down the bar.

One more hour and I would be heading home but with her moans filling my mind, I was really wondering if I should head to the train station.

"Is it good, Q...you like this?"

"Yesss!"

"Do you love it?" I growled.

"Yes! Yes! Yes! I love you."

The blast of cold that hit me as I exited the bar made tears rush down my cheeks.

At least that's what I told myself.

As I walked down the deserted street, I turned my phone back on and saw that I had a missed call.

It was from Rachel.

When I walked into the loft ten minutes later, I was suddenly wishing that I had called her back.

The place was deserted with the exception of one person sitting in the kitchen.

"Why are you here?"

My head was exploding with images of me fucking her into oblivion before leaving her just after she passed out.

"I c-can't stop thinking about us."

"There is no us, Q."

"Oh yea...prove it."

"Gladly!"

She stormed over to me and I stiffened my body, expecting a slap but instead, her lips crashed into mine.

I tried not kissing her back as she held onto my face.

This needed to end.

We couldn't do this.

I wouldn't let her get to me.

But it was too late.

Too late fight.

Too late to stop.

I gripped her arms and slammed her back against the wall.

I heard the sound of plaster cracking as she yelped but I didn't stop.

This was playing with fire.

But we couldn't stop.

Even if I could already feel the burn.

I left her there against the wall, thoroughly fucked.

She was looking at me with cautious eyes as she pulled up her jeans and wiped the tears on her face.

"You need to leave." I snapped before storming into the bathroom.

I stood there under the water and allowed the tears to come.

What was I doing?

This was a game to her.

Experimenting was one thing but we couldn't do this.

It wasn't healthy.

The cold hit me as the shower curtain was ripped back.

"What the hell, Santana!"

My eyes met Rachel's and I could see that she was pissed.

"Seriously, Berry? I know you lost your cabbage patch doll but-"

She reached around me and shut the water off.

"What did you do to Quinn?"

"I didn't do anything that she wasn't asking for."

"Oh yea? Then why was she sobbing when I got home?"

"Because she was always weak and emotional? I don't know!"

"You need to leave. This is the final straw!"

"You know what...fine. I just got my first paycheck and I'm tired of you threatening to kick me out every fucking chance that you get!"

We were standing toe to toe now and neither of us seemed to be backing down.

And then I heard it.

With the shower off, I could hear the broken sobs of my best friend.

I stepped back and shakily grabbed the towel that Rachel handed me.

"Fix it, Santana."

I nodded absently as I made my way towards the crying.

I was so busy trying to avoid getting burned that I had put Quinn in the flames instead.

She was where I had left her but she was sobbing against the wall.

I dropped to my knees and touched her arm but she crumbled even more.

"Q?"

She was shaking so badly as she clutched something in her hand.

I reached for her hand but she crumpled the paper further.

"Q...talk to me."

She dropped the paper into my hand before sucking in a breath.

I opened the paper and saw what I recognized as a sonogram.

When I looked back up at her, I saw the dark bags under her eyes and the pale look of her.

"You're pregnant?"

She sucked in her lip...and then shook her head.

"Was." She whispered before dissolving into more sobs.

"Oh God...Q?"

And then the sobs were louder.

I pulled her into my arms and held her tight as she sobbed against my chest.

"It's going to be okay...I'm here. Okay?"