Who would believe you?

DISCLAIMER: I don't own them I just borrow them from time to time.

SUMMARY; One night after a competitin Santana is attacked.. Will anybody believe her and who will be there to pick up the pieces?

A/N: contains strong triggers for rape, please beware before you read

" F-Finn" Santana stammered, her eyes going wide as she tried to pull down her shirt. When she had decided to use the choir room as a changing room instead of walking all the way to the cheerios locker room she had thought everybody had gone home for the day. So when Finn had walked into the room it had caught her completely by surprise.

Under normal circumstances she would have brushed his presence off it was only Finn after all but something in the way he was looking at her was freaking her out. She had seen that look on lots of guys faces before but it was unnerving coming from Finn.

He watched her with dark eyes and Santana thought she could smell the faint aroma of alcohol coming from the normally non threatening boy. She grabbed her duffel bag mumbling something about having to meet up with Brittany but as she lifted her duffel bag onto her shoulder and headed for the door she was stopped.

Finn reached out and grabbed her arm roughly and pulled her back into the room and against him. She tried to kick out of his grasp but her struggle only seemed to make his grip tighten, his finger tips biting into her skin.

" what the fuck Finessa?" She gritted out but he swung his other hand up and punched her in the stomach causing her to double over. He didn't waste anytime before he had her pinned up against the wall, his hand clamped down on her mouth. She could feel his warm breath on her skin and it made her sick to her stomach.

" You think your such hot shit" He slurred into her ear. She whimpered as his hand snaked up under her uniform skirt, his fingers running over her most personal of places, " Your nothing but a slut"

Her fighting became nothing more but pathetic spasms until finally she couldn't move at all, he was too strong, too big and the pressure of his body against hers grew more painful by the second. Tears prickled her eyes.

Finn seemed to enjoy her pain, she could feel him smiling against the skin of her neck as he slide his fingers between her folds. His breathing hitched, and she felt his hardness press against her. She tried to buck him off of her but it was no use . Her heart beat frantically and she prayed for somebody, anybody to step inside the room and find them.

Removing his hand from her mouth he used the arm to press against her throat. It choked her and she tried to pry it off of her but couldn't. The sound of a zipper being let down made her eyes go wide. She let out a strangled cry as her feet left the ground and he forced himself inside of her. Her back slammed into the wall with each thrust. She squeezed her eyes shut and waited for it to be over.

A few minutes later she felt his body shudder, and he slumped against her nuzzling his face into her neck. She wanted to scream. She fell to the ground when he roughly pulled out and away from her.

He kneeled down, and leaned in over her. Santana hated herself for flinching.

" Don't cry" He told her " you wanted it just as much as I did" He grabbed her then pulling her to her feet by her hair, she stared up into his eyes " but if you tell anyone what just happened you'll be sorry, and what just happened will be like a dream compared to what I do to you, or maybe Brittany, do you understand?"

With a sob she nodded her head and he pushed her away from him. Santana stumbled and steadied herself on a nearby desk. She tried to calm herself down and thought she had it when Finn leaned over her one more time, " Its not like anyone would believe you over me anyway, everybody hates you, they'd probably say you deserved it"

Santana stayed still her eyes on the ground. Finn finally moved away from her.

" See you in Glee" He said, before disappearing through the door.

Santana fell to her knees and cried.

TBC