HEY! IT'S ME! I'M BACK! only this time with a new fandom! Here we go!

Disclaimer: I do not own glee if I did I would totally get my mack on with Naya Rivera... What at least I'm honest!

It's four in the morning and my phone decides to wake me up with buzzing... and not in the good way. Seeing nothing but darkness at first, I pick up my phone off the nightstand.

"Hello?" I grumble into the phone sleepily. The number that popped up on my screen was unfamiliar, so whoever it is, it better be life or death or I'm going all Lima Heights on they asses...

"S-Santana?" Rachel's voice floats through the phone completely drenched in panic and fear.

"Berry? How'd you get my-" she interrupts me with the sound of her crying. "Rachel... What's wrong?"

"He... I..." her response was choked off by more sobbing "I didn't know who else to call..." she manage to get out after her bout of sobs.

"Where are you?" I scramble out in a hurry as I'm putting on my jeans, somehow managing to get a low cut long sleeve shirt on while holding the phone.

"I-I'm in C-Columbus, F-F-F..."

"Rachel calm down, chica." I say in an attempt to calm her down. I hear her breathing slow down. "Now... Rachel... What street are you on?" I ask in my most calming and endearing voice... which is impressive considering that I'm THE Santana-Fucking-Lopez.

"FIFTH AND MAIN!" She blurts out. Fuck. My. Life.

"Okay. Rachel, bonita, I want you to do me a favor." I say as reassuring as I could. I grab my keys to my Dodge Charger, my wallet, and I head out the door.

"Okay..." she manages through her tears.

"Go to the nearest restaurant and stay there. Call me when you get there, I'm on my way." I say as I'm hooking my car's Bluetooth with my phone and start the ignition.

"Please h-hurry..." at that I hang up and speed out of my drive way... Don't worry bonita, I'm on my way.

Normally it takes a person a hour and a half to get to Columbus... I get there in 45 minutes. I know the question you're asking and the answer is that I like her okay? I've liked Rachel for a long time she just pisses me off by chasing after Gigantor. He doesn't deserve her, all he's doing is trying to ride her coat tails, because that girl's going place and she's too oblivious to see it.

Rachel texted me 3 minutes after I got on the road telling me that she's at Chico's Authentic Mexican Restaurant on the corner of Fifth and Main... Good thing I'm not Mexican or I'd be offended. I navigate through the city streets with ease. Pulling into the almost vacant parking lot to Chico's, I gear my Charger in park as quick as I can, get out, and run into Chico's finding Rachel in a booth at the far end of the restaurant, staring out into space with the saddest eyes that I never want to see ever again. I approach the booth hoping not to scare her.

"Santana..." is the only thing she says when she finally notices me. The look in her eyes isn't the Rachel Berry that I know... it's like she's broken...

"What happened?" I ask sitting down across from her. She takes a breath as a fresh trail of tears roll down her cheek.

"Finn and I came here to have a romantic get away but... He was such a pig, Santana!" She bursts out in sobs and my heart breaks and in the process in my anger builds.

"What did he do, Rachel?" I ask as calmly as I can and so far it's working.

"The night was going splendid he was such a gentleman until we were making out... and he tried to push things further and I said no..."

The night was going well for Rachel. She was having the most romantic evening she's ever had. Finn had been so sweet to make reservations at a quaint vegan restaurant in the middle of downtown and a carriage ride around the city. It wasn't until they got back to their hotel room the thing start going down hill.

"Finn tonight was amazing... thank you..."

"No problem babe, it was all for you," he said giving her a kiss. His intention for the night were given away at how heated he was with his tongue rubbing against Rachel's bottom lip. She pulled away at how carried away he was getting.

"Finn, I can't do this... I'm just not ready..." she said with her arms covered over her Versace clad chest.

"OK, I've had enough of this cocktease Rachel. Please can you just drop the act?" He said annoyed at the beautiful diva.

"Act! What act?"

"You act all innocent, but you come to school day in and day out wearing those short skirts... I'm sorry baby I'm not falling for the innocent act. You said it yourself that girls want it just as much as boys" he had his hands on her waist. She leant up and slapped him in the face and he fell back, anger rising in his cheeks.

"You bitch!" He spat as his fist collided with her face. She fell to the ground clutching her face with tears in her eyes and unrestrained fear in her broken heart for the pig she once called her boyfriend. She remained silent waiting for the next blow, but it never came.

"You know what, Rachel? Forget this, forget you! You're just this pathetic cockteasing troll. You're not even worth the trouble, I can get any girl I want! So have fun getting back to Lima, Man-Hands," with that he left leaving a broken Rachel in his wake.

That... fucking... asshole... I'm going all murder one on his ass!