Save Me From Myself
First story! Lol please don't hate :) Pezberry! On the surface Santana Lopez is just another Spoiled rich Cheerleader, but things aren't always what they seem. Will the new girl Rachel Berry be the only one who can save her? Warning: Rated M for Mild Language, Sexual Content, Sexual Assault, and Violence
Disclaimer: Although I wish I did, I do not own Glee or any rights to it
Chapter One- Santana
"SANTANA ROSALINA LOPEZ! THIS IS THE LAST TIME I'M CALLING YOU! GET OUT OF BED THIS INSTANT OR YOU'LL BE LATE FOR CHEERIOS PRACTICE!" Santana's mother screamed from the doorway of her daughter's huge room. A very reluctant Santana groaned and cursed under her breath as she rolled out of her king sized bed.
"I'M UP DIOS MIO!" Mornings really weren't Santana's thing, but after the night-scratch that nights that she had who could blame her. All she knew was her morning wasn't going to be great either if she was late to practice. Coach would kill her, and she was already at the bottom of the pyramid. She quickly put on the uniform she laid out the night before, put her hair in the signature Cheerio ponytail, and did her makeup. Having no time for breakfast she poured herself a mug of coffee knowing that she would need it. She grabbed her books, got into her new Cherry Red 2012 Ford Mustang Convertible (a present for her birthday), and drove to school.
As soon as she pulled up she was ambushed by her two best friends Brittany and Quinn. "Thank god! I thought you were going to be late! You nearly gave me a heart attack. Do you realize what Coach would've done if you were late-"Quinn was cut off by an amused Santana.
"Q chill! You're starting to ramble," Santana said with a smile. At that very moment a very happy Brittany engulfed her in a huge hug. "Ow Conio!" Santana winced in pain, and a sad Brittany quickly apologized.
"I'm Sorry S! I didn't mean to make you curse in Spanish."
"Don't worry about it Britts. Not your fault." And it wasn't her fault. The bruises were nobody's fault but her own, and she deserved every one of them. The three girls made their way to the gym for another brutal Cheerios practice. Since Santana had no time to finish her coffee she decided to just leave it in her locker until after practice. She knew if she didn't drink it she'd fall asleep in class again. That just couldn't happen.
After practice Santana was surprised she was still standing. She grabbed her stuff and made her way back to her locker to get her coffee. If only the stupid thing would open. "This is going to be a hell of a dayshe said out loud to no one in particular." And that it was.
a/n: Thanks for reading guys! Sorry it's so short but I had to stop it there for a reason. I really hope you like it! And maybe Review? Pretty Please :)