"I wanna love you,
But something's pulling me away from you.
Jesus is my virtue,
Judas is the demon I cling to."
"We can't keep doing this Santana," Rachel breathed, "I love Quinn."
"Come on, Rach. If you loved her, you wouldn't be with me right now."
Rachel pulled away and Santana instantly regretted what she said. "Rachel..."
"No Santana. Listen to me, please. I love you and you know that. What I have with Quinn is just different. Think about how you loved Brittany when she was with Artie-"
"Don't bring her into this! She has nothing to do with this!"
"She has everything to do with this Santana! If it wasn't for what happened between you two, you wouldn't be here right now." Santana backed away, knowing what Rachel said was true.
"Rach.. you know I love you. I love you so much. Why can't you just see that how I love you is different from how I loved Brittany and from how you love Quinn. Please Rachel. I'm begging you. Just please, pick me. I just need someone to pick me... for once. Please let that person be you." Santana was on the verge of tears, fighting them off as best as she could. "Please Rachel... please." The tears started flowing now, Santana no longer being able to control them. She turned around, looking at the ground, her voice soft, "Just go. Please. I can't have my heart broken, not again."
Rachel started crying, but she refused to just leave. She wouldn't let Santana go. Not after all they've been through. "Santana. Santana look at me." Rachel walked over to Santana and turned her around. "Santana..." Rachel lifted Santana's chin and looked into her eyes. "I can't leave you. Yes, you may hurt me. I may end up heartbroken, but it's worth the risk. Just let me prove it to you."
"I'll deal with Quinn. I can handle that. Granted, she may not take it well and there may be a few problems, but I can take care of myself. Just let me take care of you. I love you, Santana Lopez. I always have and I always will."
"Rachel... you have no idea how long I've been waiting to hear you say that."
"So is that a yes?"
"To you being my girlfriend, silly. What else?"
"You want me to be your girlfriend?"
"Santana... I wouldn't have it any other way."
"Rachel, you know I'd love to be your girlfriend, but we can't do anything until you break up with Quinn." Rachel looked down at the mention of Quinn's name.
"I know. I'm going to end it with her tomorrow. I can't be with her, knowing I'm hurting you... knowing that I'm hurting myself being in a relationship that just won't work."
"Tomorrow." Both girls smiled, leaning into what would be their last kiss before becoming an official couple.
Santana walked into the school to see everyone in a circling around each other in the hall.
"Rachel, you can't!"
Santana had a feeling of what it was, but she wasn't sure. "Hey you, freshman. What's going on?"
"I don't know. Rachel and Quinn just started fighting." Santana's gut dropped and she forced her way through the crowd to see Quinn and Rachel, tears running down their faces.
"You can't do this to me!"
"I'm sorry Quinn. I love you. I really do. I just love her more."
Quinn turned her head to see Santana.
"You! This is all your fault! You couldn't keep it in your pants! As usual! I thought you were my friend San... I guess I was wrong." Santana stepped forward, reaching her hand out to Quinn, only to have it slapped away. "Don't you dare touch me. Don't.. just don't."
Quinn stepped forward, a loud slap being heard throughout the hall. "Stay the hell away from me San. Don't call me, text me, or talk to me at all. And you," Quinn began, turning back to Rachel, "I hope it was worth it. When she breaks your heart and leaves you crying, don't come back to me."
"Quinn, it's not like that and you know it."
"Shut up, Rachel! Just stop okay. I don't want to hear it. I don't want your 'I'm sorry' or your excuse. I just want you to leave me alone." Quinn started to walk away, but turned around. "I thought you were different Rachel. I thought that you would be the one that wouldn't hurt me. I thought you would be the one to help me change, to help me be a better person. But I guess I thought wrong." Quinn turned and began running to the nearest bathroom, Rachel following closely behind. She stopped and the feel of Santana's hand on her shoulder.
"Just let her go Rach." Rachel turned around and faced Santana, finally letting her tears flow freely onto Santana's Cheerios top.
Quinn ran into the bathroom, looking down into the sink. She took a chance by looking in the mirror and seeing the pained expression she had from Rachel's declaration. What just happened replaying in her head.
Quinn saw Rachel coming down the hall and a smile instantly appeared on her face as she made her way towards her girlfriend. "Hey baby," Quinn said, kissing Rachel on the cheek. When she saw that Rachel showed no expression, she became worried. "Rachel? Baby what's wrong?"
"Quinn, we need to talk..."
"T-talk? About what?"
"What about Santana? Rachel you're scaring me."
"We've... Santana and I have been seeing each other."
"Please tell me you're not saying what I think you're saying."
"Quinn, Santana and I have been seeing each other romantically. While I do still have feelings for you, it just doesn't comp-"
"Don't finish that sentence... J-just don't. I thought you were pulling away from me, but I was hoping there was another reason. Another reason that wasn't my best freaking friend!"
Quinn, as hurt as she was, knew that she wouldn't let this relationship end like this. She was going to get Rachel back. Even if it meant hurting her "best friend" in the process.
Santana Lopez, Quinn thought, your nightmare is about to begin.