A/N: A preview of the sequel of You Chose To Let Me Love You. I will post Chapter 1 after I'm done with She's Not Afraid.

Sorry about the errors and please trust me on this one. I hope you still find this as interesting as the first one.

Disclaimer: Glee is not mine.

Santana went back from her sunbathing outside and slowly manage her way to her cottage where she wants to soak in the hot tub and drink herself to sleep. She was trying to move on and what better way to accomplish it is to never communicate with someone who knows the name Sam Evans. She loved him and he loved her but that's just the way it is. You're both so confident that no one or nothing can break you two apart that you started to forget that nothing is permanent. That somehow, at some point, something will happen and make you two realize that maybe it wasn't meant to be like this. Just like what happen with the two of them.

In their case, it just meant to be that way. They never really love each other that much anymore. They tried to still work it out. They tried everything they can to fix it but somehow the damage is already done and nothing else you can do about it but just let go.

There wasn't any third party involve. There weren't any issues unresolved. They're just not really meant to be. And they accepted it. But that doesn't mean it doesn't hurt. I mean why would Santana go somewhere far from them if she wasn't hurt by the break up. It made her wants to get some time alone and really find herself. Who she really wants to be right now.

She was about to pour herself a glass of red vintage wine when she noticed her phone. She stops all of a sudden, staring at it and a bit hesitant. She never did try to open her phone once since she stepped foot on this island. She then sighed in defeat and curse silently in Spanish as she turns it on.

The dozens of phone calls and messages didn't surprise her at all. She know that everyone will going to check up on her and she find actually amusing and sweet that Finn and Rachel did left her a couple of texts and voicemail.

One thing that made her surprisingly confused is the text that she got from Kurt. She and Kurt were never really that close aside from the fact that he's Finn's step brother and she gets some fashion tips from him every now and then. She read his text and she was surprised that it kind of looked like a angry and insane Kurt. He never did text in all caps. She just wondered what is happening when she read his text saying, WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU?!

She did notice also that he left her a voicemail as well. Curiosity got the better of her and she listens to it, not knowing what she might hear.

"Santana, where are you? I've been trying to reach you for a month; can't you even just open your phone for once and answer me? I've been worried and gone shit thinking what the hell is going on with the world right now." she heard some muffled noise in the background and she knows that it was just Blaine trying to calm him down because seriously, he really need a chill pill.

She heard him sigh before continuing, "Everything in here is different and I'm just – I just don't know what to do anymore. Ever since you left, things had gotten really different around here. A lot of things happened. My dad died and Carole was a mess, even Finn. I just – I really can't say everything in here right now. Come home Santana. We need you. There's been a lot of mess in here and we don't know how to deal with all of it. Finn needs you. He's –"he sighed once again. "Just come home, Santana, please." And that's the last she heard before the voicemail ended.

She was stunned and she didn't know if everything she heard was true. She even had to listen to it a few times before she can process all of it in her head. She really needs to go back. Kurt sounded so worried and she never heard him like that before.

"What the hell is going on back there?" she muttered to herself before hastily going to her bedroom and get her suitcase to pack.

She needed to get home. She needs to know what's going on and she need to check on everyone, especially Finn. Where the hell is Rachel anyway?

A lot of questions came flooding her mind once she drove her car to the airport and it never stopped until she was seated comfortably in the airplane. She didn't even get the chance to charge her phone because she was so worried about everything. Her phone can wait for now. She really needs to come home and find out what the fuck is going on in New York after she left two years ago.

A/N: Let me know what you think.

It will get worst before it gets better, promise :)

Reviews and suggestions are welcome.

Thanks for reading. See you on Chapter 1.