Scream Bitch

Stab Sixteen

Quinn Fabray burst through the hospital doors. She ran towards the first receptionist she saw and slammed both her hands on the desk to stop herself from falling onto the floor.
"Santana Lopez." She panted. She ran all the way to the hospital from her house, and Quinn's legs were in excruciating pain- so much so, that they were practically jelly.
"Who are you?" The lady behind the desk asked. She had glasses that sat at the tip of her nose. She was an older woman, with dark brown hair that was starting to grey in some areas.
"Quinn Fabray. Now can you please tell me where Santana Lopez's room is?" Quinn anxiously jumped up and down.
The receptionist sighed, "She's on the second floor, room eighty two."
Quinn thanked the older lady and rushed to the nearest elevator.
The young girl nervously waited for the elevator to reach the second floor, and when it let out a ding, and the doors opened, Quinn ran down the hall towards Santana's room.
She knocked on the door softly then walked inside. Santana was hooked up to different machines. She was in a hospital gown, and her skin was pale.
"Hey, San." Quinn softly spoke.
Santana looked to her side and faintly smiled at her friend. "Hey."
"What happened?" Quinn asked, taking a seat next to the hospital bed.
Santana sighed and looked down at her feet that were covered by a light blue blanket.
"GhostFace happened. I was targeted, Q." Tears started to well up in her eyes.
The blonde shook her head. She didn't think Santana would be a victim of one of these crimes, yet here she was, hooked up to a heart monitor, and an IV fluid bag which was inserted into her hand. If anything, Quinn thought she would've been the next victim, considering she was the one who got away. And now, Santana got away too.
"Quinn, i would've died had my parents not come home so soon!" Santana cried into her palms.
Quinn placed a hand on Santana's shoulder. "Where are your parents?"
"Speaking with doctors and nurses." She sniffled.
The blonde nodded, "How long are you going to stay here?"
Santana shrugged. She wasn't told anything; everything that was being said was told to her parents.
"I couldn't tell you. No more than a night or two though, i assume."
Quinn lowered her head, contemplating whether or not she knew of the new GhostFace. Surely she would, if they were originally working with Mr. Schuester. Perhaps she's seen their face countless times before the first murder of Rachel Berry.
Just who?
Who would have the guts to do such things?
Who would actually work with Mr. Schue?
For all everyone knew, not a lot of people aside from Coach Beiste, Mrs. Pillsbury, and the glee kids (before they found out who it was) got along with him. So who on earth would partner up with him?