AN: Hi Guys,
So this is something VERY DIFFERENT for me as I usually normally only ever write about Dave Karofsky. But this idea just came out of nowhere and I decided to go with it.
This is loosely based on and inspired by the movie "Selena". I loooooooooove that movie and that is how this idea was born.
Before we begin a couple things to note – This is completely AU and and since its based off the movie I will be sticking close to the movie. But of course LOTS will be switched around. After this first chapter the rest of the story will be told through flashbacks mostly. I LOVE SANTANA, probably one of my most favorite characters after Dave. Just wanted to say this. Kurt and Santana are best friends here.
WARNING: This story gets very dark and disturbing. If this bothers you please turn back now. You have been warned.
Thank you to those who are reading this. :)
Thank you to Umbrella0326 for helping me. :) I Luv ya lol :)
I think that's all for now.
Enjoy! Please review and let me know if you wanna read more? Thank you :)
Chapter 1
"Santana! Santana! Santana! Te queremos Santana! Ir niña!" Santana Lopez, a very young beautiful, famous Latina and well-known in Houston, Texas and in the Spanish culture, hears her name being chanted VERY loudly as tens of thousands of fans are waiting for her to hit the stage.
She is currently backstage getting ready for the BIGGEST concert of her whole life. Santana was nervous and would be lying if she said she wasn't. But she was also so jazzed to have an opportunity to be playing at the VERY stadium where all her favorite groups and singers have performed.
The roaring of the crowd's excitement never seemed to overwhelm the young starlet. She was more revved up than ever. She couldn't wait to see all their beautiful faces. The Latina never lied in interviews when she told reporters that she LOVED and appreciated all their support. Because without her fans, she wouldn't be where she is today. Performing in THE world famous NRG ASTRODOME!
All thanks to her family, friends and MOST importantly, her fans.
In fact the twenty one year old LOVED her fans so much that she was never ungrateful to them. She never acted like a diva. The Latina grew up appreciating all that was given to her. But she also had a very passionate and fiery spirit. She knew what she wanted in her life and she got it. And her fans loved her even MORE for that!
Ms. Santana Lopez was known as being humble and respectful when it came to people who adored her. And performing in the Astrodome is one of her biggest dreams! AND SHE IS FINALLY HERE!
As Santana thinks back to all the blessings in her life, she was sitting in her makeup chair almost ready to go. While in her backstage dressing room alone with her thoughts, a familiar face barges into the room, disrupting her thoughts immediately.
She was instantly worried about the intruder, but her face softened into a warm smile when she realized who it was.
"Santana! You ready yet, girl?! We only got ten and a half minutes till YOUR big show Miss. Pop-Star!"
Kurt Hummel, Santana's best friend since they were very small, is practically jumping off the walls from excitement. Santana should've been annoyed from the interruption and lack of privacy. But she wasn't. When you're a talented pop-star and everyone around you depends on said talent, there was hardly any time to be alone. She had very few moments to herself and learned to jump on them when she could.
But Santana was never truly bothered by this. She understood the mechanics and the dedication and business side to everyone supporting her dream. She's lucky to have such a strong trustworthy support system in a very cutthroat business. At her young age she is very lucky to be in the position she's in when so many others are working hard for the spotlight. She never took that for granted. Her dream could be gone tomorrow and she knew that. So she was respectful as much as she could be.
She turns around in her chair facing the equally talented male singer who was not only her childhood friend but one of her backup singers as well. Santana gives him one of the warmest smiles she has given anyone.
"Yes Kurt, honey," Santana softly said, "I'm almost ready. I just need a few minutes to soak all this in." Santana motions around the room with the brightest smile imprinted on her face. She says this almost in a dream-like state and almost wished someone would just pinch her awake already!
All her dreams and plans since she was a little girl WERE FINALLY happening!
She wanted to soak up as much as she could, scared that one day it could all end.
Santana quickly drowns out those negative thoughts as she watches her friend with a huge smile on his own face. He supported her. He was happy for her.
Kurt Hummel silently takes a seat a few inches across from Santana and softly grabs both her hands placing them in his own.
"Baby," he fondly calls his best friend, stroking his hands on hers in a comforting way. The two best friends understood everything about each other. No matter the flaws they both sometimes had. "We made it, didn't we? YOU made it! Through all our struggles and bullshit, we are FINALLY at the DOME!" He whispers and giggles childishly making her giggle the same way. After a full minute of non-stop giggling, they both settle down giving in to the calming bubble that surrounded them.
The pair was thick as thieves. Both understood the excitement going on around them yet they would always be there for each other.
Santana says nothing, letting her friend speak; his words overtake her and calm her nerves and jitteriness. His words always had that effect on her. She was genuinely grateful for his presence.
"But in all seriousness San, did you EVER imagine that you would actually be here?!" Kurt again jumps a little from sheer excitement.
He was always so hyper which is one of the reasons why Santana loved him so much. His spunky attitude complimented her sweet, down to earth demeanor very well.
"When we were kids," Kurt continues knowing he had little time to say what he wanted before Santana Lopez rocks the house down.
It was NOW or NEVER to say what he wanted to say to her all day but couldn't because of her hectic schedule.
Now was his chance.
He wanted to comfort her and let her know even though she already knew that he would be there cheering her on no matter what. "I always knew you were gonna be something someday and now look at you! About to perform your ass off in a sold-out arena! With so many cheering for you! I am so pr-" He says looking down at their conjoined hands, TRULY proud at how hard she had worked to be here. As he speaks from his heart Santana interrupts him, truly touched by his words. A lump formed in her throat overthrowing her emotions all over the place.
"Kurt I just did my makeup... If you keep saying those kind and generous words, you're gonna make me mess it up!" Santana fans herself making sure she doesn't have tear soaked mascara running down. She was joking of course and Kurt couldn't help but roar in laughter.
"I'm serious San!" Kurt happily slaps her knee gently as the two finally stop holding hands to calm themselves down once more.
Santana sighs contentedly.
Kurt clears his throat.
Some words were spoken over the Astrodome's loudspeakers, garbled and unintelligible. But the crowd roars to life, louder than before. That, of course, meant it was clearly SHOWTIME. The best friends had run out of time.
"Two minutes, Ms. Lopez."
Kurt and Santana's head flashed towards the sound of the voice, only to see the assistant who poked his head in had already left. They both sensed a flurry of activity around them, as other assistants and personnel were getting ready. Then, staring into the other's eyes, simultaneously winked! THAT sent more giggles out of their youthful mouths as show anxiety built even further!
"Race ya'!" Kurt suddenly announced. He stood up and practically ran out of the room, laughing the whole way.
Santana stood up and took exactly one step towards the exit. "Just you wait, Hum-!"
She barely felt it. She didn't understand what was going on. The moment would be hard for her to remember. But she'd have an eternity to try.
Santana Lopez suddenly felt her head being roughly pushed down, her chin to her chest. Aware of a thick liquid running down her chest, her bulging eyes didn't recognize the blood pouring out of her slit throat.
She couldn't make a sound.
She couldn't protest.
She couldn't breathe.
BUT, she thought as darkness set in, THE SHOW MUST GO ON.
AN: Should I continue? Please Review. Thank you. X3
