Fic: The Beginning Of The End
Chapter: One
Author: JR Boone
Rating: M for strong sexual themes and intense violence. Also I have the mouth of a sailor so every other word is a curse usually.
Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or anything having to do with it. I wish I did. LOL that would be awesome. It would be like The L Word only musical.
A/N: This has nothing to do with my Leave Me Alone, I'm Lonely verse. It's just something that I had to get out of my system. I'm not sure if I'll continue it. I suppose it depends on the response I get to this chapter.

Why does my heart go on beating?
Why do these eyes of mine cry?
Don't they know it's the end of the world.
It ended when you said goodbye.
"The End Of The World" - Skeeter Davis

"Oh god Quinn where the fuck are?" Santana screamed into her phone the second she accepted the call.

"I'm still in the city San. We couldn't get out!" Quinn cried out over the sound of screaming.

"Goddamnit Q get the fuck out of there. You're right in the middle of it!" Santana bellowed running out of the room and turning the t.v. to the only channel still broadcasting. One message ran across the screen. Aim for the brains and hearts.

"I'm trying to damnit! Are you okay? Is Brittany with you?" Quinn frantically asked as she searched the floor some kind of weapon.

"I'm okay, but she is really freaking out. We're holed up at my house." Santana growled striding over to the window and looked out into the chaotic streets.

"God this is so fucked! Santana I need you to do something for me." Quinn begged as her eyes began to well up with tears.

"No Quinn. Don't start this right now. You get the hell out of there, get your ass back here, and do it yourself!" Santana shouted stomping her foot and sizing up how quickly she could get to her car.

"No Santana please there's no time….oh god they're in the building!" Quinn screamed frantically as she began to hear them coming up the stair wells.

"Q! Run Q! You have to come back!" Santana cried, fat tears rolling down her cheeks.

"Please Santana go find Rachel now before it gets to bad!" Quinn begged backing up against the wall clutching her phone in one hand and a metal pipe in the other.

"Quinn no!" Santana shouted as she watched her neighbor being pulled apart on his front lawn.

"Goddamnit Santana don't fucking fight with me right now! Please Santana you have to. Please for me," Quinn cried as they began pounding on the door to the closet.

"Oh god Q," Santana cried gripping her keys in her hands as she heard the pounding over the line.

"Tell her. Tell her everything Santana. Tell her how much I love her. How much I've always loved her," Quinn begged as the metal door began to groan at the hinges.

"No Quinn," Santana cried as she pulled open her front door slamming it behind her and ran to her car. "You come here and tell her."

"I can't San," Quinn said as she saw a bloodied hand punch through the steel. "Tell her. Tell her I'll find her San. I will come back."

"I'll tell her," Santana cried leaning forwards against the steering wheel of her car and sobbing as she watched Brittany looking at her frantically from the front window.

"Oh god I love her so much San," Quinn whimpered as another fist busted through the door. "Why didn't I ever tell her?"

"You were scared Quinn. It's okay," Santana cried as she put her keys in the ignition. "You don't have to be scared anymore," she promised as heard the horrible shrieking of them over the phone.

"Take care of her Santana. Please. Keep her safe," Quinn begged as her fingers tightened around the pipe.

"I will," Santana promised tightening her hand on the steering wheel.

"I love her San," Quinn said softly before dropping the phone to the ground and racing towards the door with the pipe over her head.

"Quinn!" Santana screamed into the phone as she heard the shrieking grow louder and her best friend screaming for her life. And then. Then it was quiet.