BREAKING NEWS: CELEBRITY POWER COUPLE QUINN FABRAY LOPEZ AND SANTANA LOPEZ HAVE SEPARATED

Santana just stared at her tv screen and watched the entertainment reporters mouths move while catching her phone screen light up out of the corner of her eye.

"This rumor has been running around the Hollywood scene for awhile ever since Santana was seen entering a hotel on the West Hollywood side with a bag."

Santana rolled her eyes when she heard her wife's ringtone cut through the talking tv.

"...hey" Santana spoke quietly into the phone

"Who did you tell?"

"No one "

"Santana."

"Do you really think that little of me, to think that I would leak that we separated? Quinn that's ridiculous." Santana spoke sternly

"Well someone did"

"And your first guess was me? That's low Quinn even if you are mad at me for whatever the reason is today"

Santana heard Quinn sigh over the phone

"Sorry"

"It's alright. Look Quinn I didn't do it. I'm not going to fight with you. I already sent a email to both of our agents telling them to try to get ahead of it and to ignore questions until we say something to them directly."

"Okay. Thanks. " Quinn said quietly

"Since I've got you on the phone, I won't be anywhere on social media for a while. I plan on going home for a few weeks. Just in case you wanted to jump down my throat, accuse or blame me again for nothing. I'll still be available by phone and I'll check my email every day"

"Santana I said I was sorry."

"Uh huh. Yeah I heard that before and now look where we're at."

"I got to go. Filming is starting again." Quinn said

Santana sat defeated as the "I love you Quinn" was met with a click of the phone hanging up. Scrolling through her phone Santana continued to send her mom a text message.

"I'll meet you guys in Florida. I'm heading to the airport now."

"Good. You work to hard. See you in a few hours. Love you Mija"

Santana smiled sending a follow up text to her mom about her flight details. Santana called a cab and made her way to the lobby of the hotel she was currently in praying no one saw her leave this one. With a final call her agent about setting up studio time while she was in Florida Santana hopped in the cab and headed to the airport.


Quinn found her self sitting watching her tv that was showing pictures of her and Santana alone at separate events through out the last few months while ignoring the reporters who were trying to piece together what went wrong and where. Turning to her sister Quinn spoke "I can't believe we're at this point."

"I'm sorry. Did your agent release anything yet?"

"Yeah I talked to Santana. She said she talked to both agents and that they were putting out statements with the usual "respect their privacy during this time" blah blah blah nonsense. She said she didn't leak anything then promptly told me she was going "dark" on her social media accounts while she's vacationing in the Keys with her family." Quinn sighed before continuing "its just this couldn't have come at a worse time, her new albums coming out my movie is coming out. It's just bad timing all the way around."

"Do you thing you'll be able to patch things up?" Frannie asked

"She would like to think so, but right it's nothing but fighting and accusations. From my eyes I don't think we'll make it." Quinn groaned in frustration "I. Hate. This."


Putting her shades on before walking through the airport exit Santana smiled as she seen her mom standing by her car with wide open arms waiting for a hug.

"I missed you so much Mija." Maribel grabbed Santana's face and kissed her cheek

"Ma. Not in public"

"I'm your mother. I will do what I want. Get in the car"

Santana rolled her eyes and get into the front seat.

"Did you leave or did Quinn?" Maribel asked no sooner than she heard the passenger side car door shut.

"Straight to the point today apparently" Santana mumbled "Quinn left."

Maribel reached over squeezed Santana's shoulder signaling her to continue "unless you want everyone listening you have 30 minutes to talk uninterrupted"

Rolling her eyes Santana continued "I left the house. I've been staying a hotel. We had been fighting constantly. I had zero clue why I legitimately thought I had done something like murder someone with the way Quinn has been picking fights left and right, like one day I walked in the door and everything changed. It was like the Cold War in the house. Found out why too"

Maribel looked over at Santana hearing the sadness in her daughters voice broke her heart.

"Why Mija?"

"She kissed somebody else. Was trying to hide it felt guilty and just started picking fights." Santana closed her eyes and rested her head against the window.

"Do you know the story behind the kiss?"

"She was drunk out partying, while I was touring. Got the picture and everything, while I was on the bus on the way to my final show. She was out with friends and cast mates I believe. I'm sure they had something to with the blackout drunkenness that occurred."

"Mija"

"So I've been staying in a hotel until she apologizes. Im only staying on the hotel because the atmosphere in the house is hostile. I was tired of walking of walking on egg shells."

"Sounds like your running to me Mija. You know better than to run Santana." Maribel said while waiting for the garage door to her house to open.

"I'm trying to be the bigger person here mom, I refuse to let my wife stay in a hotel, I was raised better than that you know" Santana said grabbing her bags ready to jump out the car and find her dad.

"One more question honey, are you divorcing?"

Santana looked back at her mom

"I'm not signing anything. The only way she's getting a divorce from me is if I die."

"You'll two will get through this. Promise. Now let's go find your dad and siblings. I'm surprised the house is still standing" Maribel squeezed her daughters shoulder one last time before following her daughter into the house.


Santana was sitting on the island in the middle of the kitchen when her dad walked in.

"Santana!"

"Hola Papi!" Came out muffled as she was bear hugged by her dad.

"Just know I'm always your corner no matter what love. And I wrote a song for you, us, whoever" Santana's father Antonio said

"Thanks dad." Santana smiled brightly "well look at it later promise"

"Awesome, I bought some recording equipment that your mom doesn't know about." Antonio whispered quietly, hearing a door shut "Now get off the counter before the other two come in here and accuse me of playing favorites" Antonio said while smacking Santana's knee

Santana laughed and hopped off the counter

"Cam and I already know it's Tonio" and sprinted out of the room laughing at the "I don't have a favorite!" That followed her out.


"are you divorcing?" Quinn sat in thought as her sister asked the golden question

"Probably" Quinn closing her eyes trying to keep the tears from falling

Santana stared at her sister Camilla when she asked if she was getting divorced.

"No." Santana said and walked away.