7:00 am

It was a cold, silent morning in Bushwick and Kurt sleepily decided to make tea and pancakes for the three of them. It's been a week already after Santana came back and ever since that day, the latina never talked about anything.

Rachel, seated in the dining, taps her fingers at the top of the table while looking at the curtain that divides the kitchen and Santana's room.

Kurt noticed Rachel and nudged at the brunette. "Hey, what's up?" He asked as he handed the tea to Rachel and placed the plate of pancakes on the table.

She slightly smiled and shook her head, "Nothing." she whispered and mouthed thanks for the tea.

Kurt raised an eyebrow.

Rachel let out a breath she was holding. "Kurt, I need to talk to you about Santana."

"Hmm, What is it?" He asked as he sips his tea and sat in front of Rachel.

"Haven't you noticed? She always come home late, like everyday and every other day she smells cigarettes and alcohol."

Kurt nodded "Yes, I noticed," he says as he bit his lower lip. "Have you talked to Quinn?"

"No, have you?" Rachel asked back and Kurt nodded as a reply.

"How is she? It must have been the worst nightmare she ever had in her life."

"Yeah." Kurt nods "I almost lost hope when my dad had a heart attack and almost died."

"Santana haven't talk about Quinn." she noticed.

Kurt swallowed.

"You look like you're hiding something, Kurt" she interrogates and leaned forward "Spill it!"

"Q-Quinn" he shakes his head and got up. "Quinn broke up with Santana" he tells, heartbroken.

Rachel was surprised at the news.

"Wh-what happened?" She stutters.

"I don't have a clue either."

"W-well, we should do something." Rachel stands up and paces back and forth.

He sat down and looked up at Rachel "You know she will just snap at us if we try to," he says and ate a slice of his pancake.

"I can't look at Santana like everything is fine. I can't pretend and believe that she's okay. She's a mess Kurt, we are her friends, we should help her." She says trying to volume down her voice so Santana won't hear her.

"Okay, we will talk to her, but first we have to make sure that she is in a good mood. I can still feel the snixx aura in this apartment." Kurt says with mouthful of pancakes.

Rachel walks ahead to Santana's room.

"Rachel! What are you doing?" Kurt calling her attention in a hush.

"I will just take a look at her if she's still breathing, okay?"

"What the hell?" He choked and drank his water.

Rachel peaked inside, when she noticed something is wrong, she opened the curtain wider.

"Kurt, she's not in here!" She says in her signature dramatic way.

"What?" He asked in a frown.

Kurt was about to walk towards Santana's room when they heard a loud knock.

"Santana?" Rachel asked aloud as she walks to the door to open it.

A muffled voice speaks. "No, it's Amy! Umm, but yeah, Santana's with me."

Rachel slid the door open and was a bit shocked seeing Amy holding Santana.

"What the hell happened?" Kurt asked as he help Amy with Santana by putting her left arm around his shoulder.

Santana stirred and groaned.

"Santana, you're home now." Kurt says to her.

"What happened?" Rachel repeats the question.

"We were about to go home last night but Reagan invites us to go with them. I said no, but Santana wanted to. I don't trust Reagan so I decided not to leave her, to make the story short , Santana got drunk." She explained and mouthed sorry.

"I need watuuurrrR" Santana groaned.

Kurt helped Santana sit on the couch and made her back rest on it.

"Rachel go ahead and get her a glass of water." Kurt commands.

"Just a sec!"

"Santana, how do you feel?" She asked the Latina.

"Head hurrrtttsss, can't breeaaatthhhe!" She slurs into her words.

"Santana, here. Drink it." Rachel handed Santana a glass of water and one capsule of advil, "Take this also."

Santana nods and takes the med.

"Can we put her in bed? I think she needs a full rest." Amy suggested.

"Okay, please help me with her" Kurt asked.

"Sure, urgh! San, you're heavy."

They slowly laid down Santana on the bed while Rachel adjusted the pillow for her.

"Can you breathe well?" Rachel asked and Santana replied a nod.

"She's sweating." Amy says while wiping Santana's forehead.

"I'll get a cold water and a towel," Kurt says. "Rachel why don't you cook something for Amy?" He adds as he wipes the sweat on Santana's face

"Oh no, I'm fine. I'm about to go." Amy refused with a smile.

"No, it's fine. We insist." Kurt smiled and made Amy agree.

"Can you undress her and put her into PJ's ?" He asked.

"What? " Amy says, a bit shocked.

Santana chuckled "Quinn, undress me..." She grinned but her eyes are still closed.

Kurt still looks at Amy waiting for her answer.

Rachel noticed the awkwardness "It's okay Amy, I'll take care of San," she offered.

"Oh, it's fine. We're both girls, I can undress her," she shakes her head "I-i mean, change her clothes," she shyly says.

Rachel nods "Okay, I'll be right back" she says and gone ahead to the kitchen as Kurt followed her to exit.

"Fuck, damn it Santana. What is happening to you?" She muttered.

She's gone through every drawers and looks for a cute PJ. She found a Dora The Explorer PJ and assumed that it was Santana's since Dora talks Latin.

She giggled while looking at the clothes.

She started unbottoning Santana's polo t-shirt and pulled it up. Her eyes was suddenly locked at Santana's heaving chest.

The latina still looks gorgeous even when she's drunk. She traced her fingers to the latina's collar bone down to her cleavage. She's almost out of breath and her body tensed up when her finger ran into the latina's perfect abs.

"Wow." she says almost out of breath.

Suddenly, Amy was surprised when Santana's hand grabs hers.

"Oh gosh, San please get off," she whispers and looks at the entrance room of the latina. "Santana, I think Rachel is coming," she whispered.

Santana murmured something.

"What?"

"I yabssbu" she murmured again.

"Santana?"

"Quinn..."

Amy in her saddest face caressed Santana's face and sighed. "You will be okay, San" she says and kissed Santana's frown away.

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"Santana, that's enough!" Amy grabbed away the bottle of beer from her.

"Amy please! I need this!" She took back the bottle.

"Santana, let's go! I'll drive you home!" She loudly says over the loud music blaring in the bar.

"No! I don't wanna go home yet! I can take care of myself, yah don't have to wait for me!" Her words started to slur.

"Santana! Amy!" Reagan calls, walking towards them.

"Shit." Amy muttered as Reagan handed Santana a shot glass of tequila.

"Reagan, please stop giving her hard liquors!" She said and gave her a glare.

"Stop being a kill joy Amy!" She says in an eyeroll and looks at Santana "Besides, I think Santana need this for her broken heart," she winked at Santana who replied with a slight smile.

"Enjoy the night!" Reagan exclaimed before she walks out to join the others.

Santana clumsily grabbed her phone out of her pocket and dialed a certain blonde.

"Santana what are you doing?" Amy asked her.

"Just shaaaa-up! Kay?" She slurs.

"Hellooo?" She giggles "Quuuiinn?" She calls.

"Oh god!" Amy face palm.

"Yeah, this is she-" Santana's face started to frow as her lips quivers.

"I love you! I love you!" She cries "Why are you doing this to me!?

"San?" Amy tries to stop her.

"No, please. Let me talk to her!" She asked Amy and got her phone back.

"Quinn baby, please don't hang up on me... Fuck! Damn it!" She cursed " Hello? Hello?" She surrendered and slammed the phone on the table.

"San, calm down" Amy told her.

The blonde looks up on the stage and back to Santana "Okay, if you want to let it out or scream at the top of your lungs, I suggest you sing it." She advised, "it'll make you feel better," she clasped Santana's hand and squeezed it.

Santana sighed and nodded. "Would you mind leading me to the stage? I'm shaking."

"No, I don't mind." Amy gave her best smile to Santana.

She leads Santana towards the stage and kissed the latina's cheeks before she let go of her hand.

Santana tells the band what she was going to sing.

She grabbed a mic and let out a breath before she gave a sign to start the music.

I can still remember yesterday

We were so in love in a special way

And knowing that you loved me

Made me feel oh so right

But now I feel lost, don't know what to do

Each and every day I think of you

Holdin' back the tears,

I'm trying with all my might

Because you've gone and left me standing

All alone

And I know I've got to face tomorrow

On my own

Before I let you go

I want to say I love you

I hope that you're list'nin'

'Coz it's true, baby

You'll be forever in my heart

And I know that no one else will do

So before I let you go

I want to say...I love you

I wish that it could be just like before

I know I could have given you so much more

Even though you know

I've given you all my love

I miss your smile, I miss your kiss

Each and every day I reminisce

'Coz baby it's you

That I'm always dreaming of...

Because you've gone and left me standing

All alone

And I know I've got to face tomorrow

On my own

Before I let you go

I want to say I love you

I hope that you're list'nin'

'Cause it's true, baby

You'll be forever in my heart

And I know that no one else will do

So before I let you go

I want to say...I love you

Letting love go

Is never easy

But I love you so

That's why I'll set you free

I know someday

Somehow, I'll find a way

To leave it all behind me

'Guess it wasn't meant to be

But baby...

Before I let you go

I want to say I love you

I hope that you're list'nin'

'Cause it's true, baby

You'll be forever in my heart

And I know that no one else will do

So before I let you go

I want to say...I love you

Everyone were beyond surprised with the Latina's voice and gave a round of applause.

Santana smiled into tears not because of the applause she received but the relief she felt after the song.

Riiiinnggg...

Santana woke up to the loud ring of her phone.

She groaned as she turn off the alarm she set for her afternoon jog.

She looked around and steady her face in the ceiling.

As she looks at the ceiling, everything happened from last night flashed back to her.

She closed her eyes and let out a breath before she slowly got up and looked into the mirror.

She sighed.

She frowned when she heard laughs coming from the living room.

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"That is insane!" Amy laughed. "Is she really that bad of a bitch?" She asked as she loaded her mouth with popcorns that Rachel made.

"Yeah, I swear. Oh haven't I mentioned that she and Quinn were the top frenemies in High School? " Rachel says, eyes still on the television.

"I know, she mentioned that one before," she chuckles. "Sometimes she wears this HBIC look but she seems more nice to me." She smiles.

"I think it's because your blonde." Kurt winked and waved at Rachel asking to hand the remote control.

"Here." Rachel handed the remote to Kurt.

"Damn it, we're out of batteries." Kurt muttered shaking the remote control and pushing each buttons again and again. "Rachel, do we still have extra batteries?"

Rachel shakes her head "Just use the TV buttons."

"Urgh! Not again" Kurt groaned and threw the remote control.

"Fuck! Damn it Kurt!"

"Oh, good aftie but good morning to you Satan."

"You just hit my head, Porcelain!" She told as she gently stroke her forehead. "Stop throwing remote controls, it's more expensive than batteries."

"Okay, chill, woman." he says and drinks his iced tea.

"Come, have a seat." Rachel says.

"Yah, I'll massage your head if you want to?" Amy offered Santana who haven't noticed her until she spoke.

"Oh, Amy. What are you doing here?" She asked in her rasped voice.

"Umm, you were drunk and I just had to drive you home?" She scrunched her nose.

"Gosh, I'm so sorry for the trouble," she says in a weary face.

"No problem, come here I'll make you feel relaxed," she invites.

Santana knitted her brows but seated on the floor in front of Amy.

Amy started to massage the Latina's forehead very gently and Santana moaned in every stroke of it.

"Damn, this feels so good" she moaned "hmm, right there."

Rachel coughed "Santana."

"Hmm, yeah?" She looks at Rachel.

Rachel raised an eyebrow. "Drive her home." She mouthed.

"Grocery." Kurt says in a cough.

She rolls her eyes, "I hate you both," she mouthed back.

"Hmm, Amy I gotta go buy groceries, you want to go with me or want me to drive you home?" She says in her flirtatious way.

Rachel butt in "I think you should drive Amy home, she have stayed too much because of Kurt and I," she told Santana "Sorry for causing trouble and thanks for bringing Santana home by the way." Rachel gave a big smile to Amy.

"No, please don't mind it. Santana is my friend and I was worried, but yeah, I think I gotta go home. I still have to do laundry and help my sister with her campaign posters." Amy says.

"I could help her with her campaign." Santana offers.

"Thanks, I'll tell her," she beamed.

Rachel interrupted, noticing Santana giving an eye sex to Amy "Santana, would you mind if I go with you?" She asked in gritted teeth.

"What? Why?" Santana quickly asked.

"Oh of course you don't mind, right? Haha" Rachel faked laughed as Kurt was trying to hid his.

"Okay fine." She annoyingly replied.

"Thanks for the lunch, movie and popcorn, guys" Amy gave thanks with her best smile as she got up.

"Let's go Amy." Santana said and got up. "Rachel? I thought you're coming?"

All of them burst into laugh "you are not gonna go out with your Dora The Explorer PJ, aren't you?"

Santana looked down "Oh."

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4:00 pm

After driving Amy home, Rachel and Santana drove straight ahead to S&R to buy groceries.

Rachel was in complete silence as she pushes the cart while Santana is in front of her walking and grabbing everything that are on her lists and throws them at Rachel's cart.

Rachel keeps on making sounds of huffs and groaning all the time, trying to get Santana's attention.

Santana in eyeroll. "Okay, what are you moaning about midget?" Santana stops on her track and turned to look at Rachel.

"No, I think the question is... What are you doing, Santana? Why were you moaning while Amy was massaging your head?" She crossed arms.

Santana snorted "And what do you want me to react?" She raised an eyebrow. "If a massage feels good, you moan!"

"But not like that, Santana" she sternly replied "Your moan sounds different."

"Come on, do you really wanna talk about moaning?" Santana walks again.

Rachel fast paced followed Santana. "Are you flirting with Amy?"

"Is it bad?" She asked and stops to get a bottle of shampoo and a conditioner.

"She seems so nice," she says "please get the Dove for me."

"And I'm not?" She asked as she throws the bottle of Dove shampoo to Rachel's cart.

"So, it's true?"

"What!?" Santana stops and crossed her arms.

"Quinn broke up with you?" She tried to look at Santana's eyes but the Latina avoided her and walk towards the beverages before she went on in answering Rachel.

"I thought you're good at knowing stuff like this? This is one week old news, Rachel" Santana says.

"You sounded as if you're not hurt but I can sense that you are!" Rachel commented.

"Of course I'm not hurt, why would I? She's nothing." Santana says but like Rachel said, she knows when Santana was lying or saying the truth.

"You know you're just fooling yourself saying that," she says in her saddest face..

"I'm not fooling myself, okay? She's Quinn, she broke up with people," she shrugged.

"And that's why you're flirting?" She asked "Get two bottles of wine," she says.

Santana grabs one bottle of white and red wine "Yeah, I can flirt with anyone, even with you, you just haven't reach my standard yet." Santana laughed.

"Stop using Amy, though" she advise.

"You don't have a say on this Rachel! Mind your own business." she irritatedly answered.

"What about Quinn?"

"What about her?"

"You don't wanna go back to her?"she asked Santana with concern.

"Correction, she's the one who don't wanna get back. I asked her many times, okay? Stop interrogating!"

"She didn't say anything why she broke up with you?"

"Why don't you ask her yourself? Seems like you're more concerned!" Santana answered getting frustrated at Rachel.

"Yes I'm concerned because you two are my friends! Why you don't seem to care? Why don't you tell what happened!?" Rachel pushed.

"I just don't like, okay!?" She shouted at Rachel "Look! She doesn't care about me anymore and I don't care about her either! And what the hell, Rachel? Stop asking stupid questions to me, won't you?"

"You were in a relationship with Quinn for almost a year. You get drunk every night and says her name in your sleep. And now you're saying you don't care?" She desperately asked trying to keep her voice down.

"She says hurtful things to me! She doesn't have a heart, she's a flirt, she just want to get into my pants and make college experiment if she's a lesbian, bi, or-"

Rachel slaps her and Santana was shocked "I can't believe you can say that!" Rachel cries. "Who are you?"

"How dare you?" Santana gets angry "You don't know what happened!"

"Because you won't tell!"

"Fine! Her whole family thinks that my parents killed Quinn's dad! Then one day she went to my house and tells me she can't love me!" She angrily spill and went on " And three days after-" she felt a lump in her throat.

"three days after, what?" Rachel asked in her concerned face.

She shakes her head "She just said she can't! I guess she never really loved me! She wouldn't have done that if she did love me, right?!" She asked Rachel who's still confused.

"San, what are you talking about?" She softly asked this time and holds Santana.

Her safety walls totally break.

She pushed Rachel.

Santana noticed that everyone in the same corner was looking at them.

"The movie is over!" Angrily shouts.

She gets back at Rachel and says "Here, buy these fucking stuffs on your own," she handed the list and the car key "and stop following me!"

She walks out. "Santana!"

"Fuck you, Rachel!"

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6:00 pm

Santana decided to head to the park and take a walk to make herself feel good.

She stops at the ducks and sat on the bench in front of the fountain.

She sighed looking at the fountain. She remembers the very first time she broke Quinns heart and now she's seated in front of it with her own broken heart.

Still she thought about why Quinn did that to her. How dare her?

She let herself cry while thinking of Quinn.

"Fuck" she muttered.

"Hey broken hearted." Santana looked up and realized it's Amy. "Can I sit beside you?"

"What are you doing here?" She asked.

"Umm, walking for about half an hour now?" She shrugged. "So can I sit?"

"Go on." Santana moves to leave a space for Amy.

"It's the first time I saw you crying," she commented.

"I'm human, I have feelings!" She sarcastically says.

Amy laughed "Just sayin'. Chill, woman!"

"Do you want to talk about it?" She tried to ask.

Santana shakes her head "No, I don't," she says maintaining her look at the fountain.

"So, you're just gonna keep it to yourself?"

"Maybe." she shrugged. "Screw her! Screw her whole family! Screw love! Screw these feelings!" She shouted at the top of her lungs.

"Wow, that was-wow!" Amy let out a breath. "You really are mad, aren't you?" she laughed.

Santana sighed, "I-can't." She bent down to grab a small stone and threw at the ducks.

"You're such a bitch, even the ducks?"

Santana went on, "I cannot be mad at Quinn."

"Why? She broke up with you."

"I love her too much." She says the truth.

"Yes, you can! She's a bitch for breaking up with you!"

"Please stop! I said, I cannot be mad at her!" Santana saw Amy was taken aback.

"I'm sorry Amy." She got up and walked out.

"Santana, wait!" She follows the Latina and grabs her arm "let me help you forget about her." She says as she looks into Santana's eyes.

"Thanks but I can make it on my own" she says and took Amy's hand off, gripping hers.

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Flashback:

Back in Lima...

Santana decided to drive to the Fabray's house to talk to Quinn. It's been 3 days since she last saw her and as she remembers that day, it was the day Quinn ended up their relationship. But she's Santana, she can take back everything in just a snap of her finger.

She parked in front of the Fabray's house. It is really that big but not as big as a mansion.

She pressed the doorbell as she taps her foot on the wooden porch.

She knocks on the door when no one responded.

She let out a breath and called the blonde's name "Quinn!"

If it's one thing Santana hate, it's waiting. So she decided to fiddle the door knob and almost fist pumped when it opened.

"Quinn?" She slowly poked her head inside and looked if someone other than Quinn is in the house.

Since she knows where the blonde's room was, she decided to go straight at the second floor.

She stops in front of Quinn's door and thinks if she should have to knock or not.

She thinks if she knocks and Quinn realized that she was the one who's knocking, she might not open the door and talk to her. "Screw this!" She muttered and decided to open the door.

"Quinn," she called and poked her head inside.

Santana's eyes widen when she saw Quinn in bed with a man on top of her kissing her lips.

She felt rage... Her body tensed up.

She grabs the nearest vase she saw and threw the thing to the man.

The man jolted in surprise.

Quinn was shocked when she saw Santana.

"San-"

"Fuck you!" She cries "What the hell, Quinn," her knees were shaking.

"Santana, it is not what you think!" Quinn got up from her bed, her eyes starting to water. "It's not what you think, I swear!"

"Three days! A fucking three days Quinn! And now you're sleeping with a douchebag!" Santana looks at the guy.

"I'm not just a douchebag."

"Biff, please! Stop! You're not helping"

"I can't believe you lied to me!" She pointed to herself "You used the death of your dad just to break up with me!"

"San, please hear me!"

"You broke up with me and now you're sleeping with someone named Beef!"

"It's Biff, you bitch!"

"Stop!" Quinn looked madly at the guy.

"Uuurrrggghh!" Santana ran towards the guy and pinned him down, she punch the hell out of him but on the third throw, the guy managed to escape Santana's gripped by pushing her.

The guy pinned Santana on the floor "Biff, stop!" Quinn shouts.

Biff tries to choke Santana.

Quinn pushes Biff "I said stop!"

"Get out!" She hissed.

"Whatever!" The guy says as he immediately grabbed his bag and made his way out.

Santana coughs, trying to catch her breath. "San, are you okay?" Quinn asked as she stroke Santana's back.

She hugged Santana as she says sorry.

"Get off me, Quinn!"

Quinn tighten the grip. "Get off me!"

"San, it's not what you think!" Quinn repeatedly tells her.

"If I saw you having sex with him! Are you still going to say that it's not what I think!? Get off!" She's trying to push Quinn out of her.

But Quinn tries to pull her back "Don't push me, San," she says as she cries onto Santana's shoulder.

"No Quinn. You're the one who's pushing me away." Santana stops breaking from Quinn's hug. "What are you doing?" She asked. "You're hurting me," she cries. "Quinn, please just get back to me" she pleads.

Quinn cries in hurt. She know she can't.

"Quinn? Please! Say something!" Santana looks at her but Quinn refuses to look at her eyes.

"I can't" she whispers.

"Why?" Santana got up as Quinn did the same.

"I'm going to m-marry, Biff" she breaks.

"I think I'm gonna vomit!" She feels nauseous.

"San, it's not what you think!" She says again.

"I'm gonna slap you in the face if I hear you again say that it's- not-what-I-think! Because it is!" Her anger is visible in her face. "Tell me what is not clear in what I saw!?" She desperately asked.

Quinn just cried and didn't say a word.

"I'm not stupid! You're straight! You want a baby! You like dicks!"

Quinn slaps Santana "Stop it!"

Santana gasped.

Quinn was also surprised at what she did.

She hugged Santana back "It's not true," she whispers.

She pushed Quinn. "Whatever, it's not gonna change everything."

"San, please" she grabs Santana's hand.

"Stop being so unfair, stop being selfish to me," she choked. "I'm gonna stop hanging around you if you're not gonna get back to me and if you're still going to marry that guy." Santana says, "I'm done with you."

*end of flashback*

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Later that night...

"One more!" Reagan handed another shot to Santana.

Santana laughs "You're not gonna get into my pants after this, are you?"

"Shut up! You're not my type!" Reagan giggles.

"Why are you being friends with me?" She slurrs.

"I'm not being friendly with you, you ass! I'm just hanging out with you!" She said, annoyed.

"It's the same thing! You bitch!" Santana takes the shot Reagan handed her. "Urgh! Whooo! Oh my head is spinning " she giggles in high.

"One more, come on!" Reagan handed her another hard drink and it follows one after another after another until Santana shuts down her senses.

Santana was knocked down on the bar's couch for about an hour, she didn't realized that Reagan and her other asshole friends were taking funny pictures of her.

The guy next to Reagan elbowed her "Let's remove her shirt!" He suggested.

Reagan smirked "You're such a perv, man!" She shakes her head as she unbotton Santana's shirt.

"Quinn..." Santana whispers.

Reagan was stopped. "Reagan, faster! Come on!"

She turns around "Hold your dick man! I'm focusing!" She says as she points her hands to Santana.

She tries again. "Quinn," and then she saw Santana's tears fell down.

"Damn it!" She muttered.

She turns to her guys and says "I can't do it!"

"What?" Everone laughs at her.

"What? She's unconcious! It isn't fun anymore." she shrugged.

"You are just being a pussy!" The guy snarled. "Move! I'll just do it," he pushed Reagan.

The guy went on unbottoning Santana's shirt "Grey, stop it!" She calls the guy.

Grey was about to pull off Santana's shirt when Reagan gripped the guy's hand "I said stop it, moron!"

The guy pushed Reagan "Don't fuck with me, Reagan"

Reagan in wide eyes panicked. She looks at Santana and got more panicked when Grey finally removed Santana's shirt.

"Look at her abs!" The guy makes a whistle as her other friends cheered in unison.

She ran in front of Santana and removes her shirt to cover the Latina's body. "I said stop! It's not funny!" She shouts with gritted teeth.

Grey was about to hit Reagan's face when his fist met a much bigger hand than his. "What the hell?" He looked and saw the big man's shirt with a printed word "Bouncer"

"You're not gonna hit a girl, man!" The bouncer said and twisted Grey's arms.

Grey shouted in pain.

Reagan remained shocked until Amy came into the scene with Rachel and Kurt behind her.

"Reagan, what did you do?" Amy wide eyed asked as she saw the half naked Santana.

Reagan looks at Santana and back at Amy "I'm so sorry." She mumbled.

"Go get your friend out of here." The bouncer says and takes Grey. "Come on," still gripping Grey's arms.

Kurt shakes his head "Stop taking advantage of her! She's fragile! Stop making fun of her!" Kurt angrily looks to Reagan as he puts back Santana's shirt on.

Amy handed back the shirt to Reagan "Put your shirt back on."

"Sweetie, are you okay?" Kurt whispers to Santana.

Santana didn't respond. "Rachel, please help me get her up."

Rachel takes Santana's left arm and hooked them around her shoulder. "San, can you walk?" She asked.

Santana shakes her head.

"I'll take her." Amy takes Santana's arms from Rachel and Kurt and carries the Latina in a bride style.

"Let's go," she says to Kurt and Rachel.

"Amy!" Reagan calls "I'm so sorry."

Amy turns to look at Reagan and says "Just make sure all the photos will be deleted."

Reagan nods.

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Santana woke up in the middle of the night. Her head was pounding and her body feels heavy. She closed her eyes again to compose herself.

Suddenly, she felt arms gripping her waist, she looks at it and panicked. "What the?" She muttered.

She looked at her back "Amy?" She whispered.

She's trying to adjust her eyes in the dim light in her room "Amy?" She asked again.

Fuck, did I just slept with someone?

"Hey!"

The girl beside her groaned and looked up "San, it's me."

Santana's panic was replaced with relief realizing it was Rachel. "What are you doing in my bed?" She chuckled and turned to get faced with Rachel.

"Hmm" Rachel closed her eyes again "Just making sure you're not gonna sneak out and got drunk again," she mumbled.

She looks at Rachel for awhile and kissed her forehead, "I'm sorry."

"For what?" She mumbled sleepily.

"For making you and Kurt worried." she sniffles

She opened one eye, "Are you crying?"

Santana laughed into cry "I think it's the effect of the shots I've drunk."

Rachel giggled as she stroked Santana's arms "Come on. Let's go back to sleep and talk about it tomorrow."

"Rachel?"

"Hmmm?"

"Thanks for taking good care of me," she smiled.

"What are sisters for?" Rachel smirked.

"That's my signature smirk, bitch!" She giggles.

"Whatever, let's sleep." Rachel snores.

Santana turns her back at Rachel and looked at her phone which lays on top of the drawer next to her bed. She grabs the phone and looks at her wallpaper, her eyes get cloudy again.

She goes into her phone gallery and deletes all the pictures of Quinn she have.

Next, she goes into the phone book, scroll down the contact person list and stops at Quinn's name.

She sighed , she closed her eyes for awhile.

You can do this. She thought.

She let out a breath and pressed the delete option.

"Are you sure?" She read aloud the question on her phone.

She taps her fingers at the screen of her phone,.

"Hell yes!" She mumbled and pressed the button.

"No"

Yes, she pressed the "no" option.

"Fuck" Santana thinks again.

"Okay, fine" she pressed the call button.

It rings for awhile until it reached Quinn's voicemail.

Santana frowned in sadness and bit her lower lip.

"Bet you thought I was going to answer the phone. Well, I'm not. On the other hand, I'd really like you to leave me an inspiring message, so I won't hesitate to call you back as soon as I can. Thanks! Oh and If this is my sweet girlfriend Santana? I love you babe! *giggles

Santana's cheeks turns into red and smiled a bit having the thought of Quinn not changing her voicemail yet, but she still couldn't forget what she saw at Quinn's room.

Did she broke up with me 'cause she thought that one of my parents killed her dad?

Or she just doesn't want me anymore?

She cried herself into sleep holding her phone into her chest wishing to wake up the next morning with Quinn beside her.

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AUTHOR'S NOTE:

DUN-DUN-DUN-DUUUUNNNN! So let me know what you think guys?

Kurt and Rachel protecting Santana?

Amy helping Santana to move on? Saving her from Reagan?

Reagan feeling guilty?

Santana found Quinn with another guy? Kissing? Inside Quinn's room? Specifically on the bed!

What do you think about Beef? Biff? Lol

Santana finding out Quinn's voicemail haven't change yet?

The song Santana sung?

The title of the song is "Before I Let You Go" by Freestyle

The title of the chapter was inspired by the song "Heartbreak" by Six Part Invention. :) Next chapter, we will all be going back to Lima and let's see Quinn's side.