The bathroom door burst open and before the group of friends stood the beefy body of David Karofsky. "I got tired of waiting," he said as he locked eyes with the blonde.
"You guys get out of here, NOW!" Santana told her friends.
The restroom was now empty with the exception of Santana, Brittany, and Karofsky. "What the fuck do you want beefy?" Brittany asked with an unmoved look on her face.
"You, you stupid bitch. I think you need to learn how shit works around here. We, the football players, run this shit. It's fucking losers like you that fear us. You don't attack back," his voice was raising and he was slowly walking towards Brittany. "There are consequences for the shit you pulled today. I think its best you learn them before anymore shit happens like it did today."
"You really don't know who the fuck I am do you kid? Try your best to do what you want to me. Cause all you hafta do is ask YOUR fuck buddies how it feels hamhock." Brittany smirked.
Karofsky glared. Santana didn't like this. She only did confrontation if it openly involved her. Even though she didn't like it, she was watching him carefully. If he was going to go after her girlfriend she was gonna get pissed. A few long moments passed before she saw him raise his fist. It felt like slow motion. She watched as his fist came right towards HER face. At impact, everything went black.
He didn't stop there. Or rather, he tried to not stop there. Brittany had already slid her trusty brass knuckles on her hand. "Hey fatass, you hit my girl, now you pay." Brittany opened the door. "And you better believe, the whole goddamn school is gonna watch. Quinn, go check on Santana. Make sure she is okay, I'ma take care of lardy here." With that being said Brittany slammed him into the row of lockers closest to them.
Quinn ran into the restroom and with the help of Blaine, carried Santana to the nurse's office. "She got hit, Karofsky again," was all Quinn said before they ran back to Brittany, to try to keep her from killing him.
By the time they got there, it was only in time to see Coach Sue and Coach Beiste take Brittany away and Mr. Shue help Karofsky up. "Mr. Shue, she can't get in trouble," Quinn ran up to the Spanish teacher. "She was defending Santana. Karofsky hit her again."
"Quinn I can't help that. She started a fight and she will face the consequences for it," With a look saying I'm sorry, Mr. Shue helped David to the nurses office.
"Ms. Pierce, you have only been here a month and a half and you are already getting suspended. I expected more from you," Principal Figgin's said.
"Yeah well that bitch shouldn't have touched my girlfriend."
"Please watch your language in my office. I'm only going to suspend you for the rest of the day. Mr. Karofsky seems to let his jock popularity get to him here lately so once he regains consciousness, he will be sent home for the better part of the week. You can leave now."
When Santana woke up she was still in the nurse's office. Where's Britt? Oh god, is she okay? There was a look of panic on her face and as she was getting up to leave, she saw someone laying in the other bed but couldn't make out who it was due to the teachers surrounding the student. "She did a number on him that's for sure," She heard Mr. Shue saying. "He's already woken up, he's at the emergency room with his parents. I know David's father and if he feels David deserved it he's not going to press charges."
Santana noticed he was on his cell phone. Must be talking to Brittany's dad. She got up and walked outside most of the cars were gone so she assumed she was in there the most of the school day. "Hey S."
"Hey Q, think you can give me a ride home?"
"Yeah sure, I'm heading to Rachel's anyway and you're house is on the way."
Once Quinn dropped her off at home, she went to her room she just wanted to be alone the rest of the day.
She pulled into the driveway of her girlfriend's house. Today was the day she'd been asked to come have dinner and meet the girl's parents. Nervous? No Lucy Quinn Fabray NEVER got nervous. Bullshit. As she rang the door bell she looked down at her clothes, dark bluejeans, DC shoes, black tanktop with a yellow and black checkered shirt. She hoped Rachel liked what she decided to wear. She'd never been this serious about someone before. She thought she and Finn were serious, but no, nothing compared to this.
"Hey babe, I see you didn't chicken out," Rachel greeted her with a kiss.
"PSHT Please I don't chicken out," Quinn smiled.
"You must be the girl that's got my little star all hyped up these days. Please call me Leroy and this is Hiram, we are Rachel's fathers.
Dinner went by as great as Quinn could have hoped for. "Um, Rach, you wanna come spend the night again?"
"What about your parents Quinn, would they mind Rachel spending the night so much?" Leroy asked her.
"Daddy, don't."
"What? I am just asking."
"My parents died last year. Everything got left to me, their money, the house, the car, they even made sure that I didn't go to any relatives and stayed here in Lima where all my friends are. Santana's mom keeps a check on me." Quinn answered with tears in her eyes.
"I'm sorry Quinn, I didn't know," Leroy's tone was sad and concerned.
"It's okay. So Rach do you want to?"
"I'd love to baby," Rachel looked at her dads to see if it was okay and after both shook their head yes, she ran upstairs to pack some clothes.
a/n Next chapter is going to be a little more into Quinn and Rachel but don't worry Brittana lovers, they will be there too =]