Full Summery: Puck has a party, just for the sake of it, and, while the other Glee kids choose to crash there, Brittany and Santana decide to walk home. Alone in the dark, Brittany started to hear noises, see shadows. Then she's gone. The Glee club is worried sick, with strong Santana an absolute wreck. Is Brittany okay? More importanly, who kidnapped the poor, innocent blonde?
Disclaimer: I, in no way, own Glee.
"You sure you want to got? Noah's letting everyone stay the night," Rachel asked the two ex-cheerios at the door.
"No, my mom will be wondering where I am," Brittany replied.
"Hitting Delphos for a week tomorrow. If I'm not there they'll leave without me," Santana mumbled.
"Alright, well, see ya?" It was more of a question, Rachel closed the door behind them, filled with uncertainty.
"Bye San," Brittany mumbled into her best friends ear, hugging her tightly.
"Be careful, Britt," Santana pulled away and squeezed Brittany's' hands.
"Of course," the blonde smiled and turned, starting to walk away. She eventually looked over her shoulder in time to see Santana disapear through her window.
The air was cold, the street was dark, the only sound was Brittany's' heels hitting the floor. She held her jacket closed, folding her arms, she wished she had just stayed at Puckerman's'.
There was the sound of something hitting a trashcan behind her. Brittany turned around, she swore she saw something, 'I must be going mad' she thought, as she continued on walking.
She passed the local convience store, the lights blaring, even though no one was inside. She never understood why they did that, was it just to blind passer-bys or what? But then again lots of things confused her, like computers and digital clocks.
She looked behind her again, hearing something, but not seeing anything. She fumbled for her phone. "San?" Brittany sounded worried, "I think someone is following me."
"What do you mean 'you think someone is following you'?" Santana sat bolt upright in her bed, concerned for the dizty blonde.
"I keep hearing noises, b-behind me and when I look there's nothing there." Brittany sounded panicked.
"Maybe it's the... wind?" Santana seemed to be trying to reassure herself more than Brittany, "What kind of noises, Britt?"
"Like, like things hitting trashcans and... cans being stepped on. San, I'm scared."
"Y-You'll be fine, Brittany, just keep walking home," Santana swallowed, maybe they should've stayed at Puck's after all.
"What if some-" the line went dead.
"Brittany! What if what?" Santana looked at her phone to see the words she dreaded the most.
'Call ended'
"Fuck," she mumbled and buried her head in her hands.
It wasn't predicted
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It was so surprising
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It was unreasonable
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But it had happened
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Someone had kidnapped Brittany Pierce
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