Part 1.. Please review if you read it! If enough people want moreI'll have an update ready! LayXx
"You're a disappointment to this entire family" the words echoed through Santana like a tonne of bricks crashing down on top of her.
This scene had played out so many times before, always the same words. The same disgusted looks, the same tears in Santana's eyes and she pleaded with her mom "Mom, I do everything you ask me to, my grades are always high, I'm head cheerleader and I'm popular I don't know what else you want from me"
"Why can't you be like your sister? She's gets straight A's, there's never one time when she gets a B, you on the other hand are accustomed to the letter, And I always hear about you with different boys, People see you, you that Santana? Always with a different boy, how do you think it makes me feel to hear my friends talking about you like that?"
"I'm not always with a different boy, if I am it's a glee club assignment, we don't always have the same partners you know, Mr Shue he gives us a different one each week, maybe that's what they're seeing"
"Well maybe you should stick to the one, and if that isn't possible you will just have to leave glee club, why are you there anyway? That's not going to help with your future, in fact that is the thing holding you back, is that why the B's are coming?"
"No I get B's because that is what I am capable of, not everyone is capable of constant A's"
"Layla is" her mom never understood her, he younger sister was always the favourite, or her older Brother, but since he left for college Layla became the golden child, Santana was always just overlooked, her mum expected everything off her and when she couldn't deliver she would yell at her insulting everything about her, telling her what she should and shouldn't be doing.
"I'm not Layla, she's in middle school, wait until she gets to High School then you can compare me to her, because when I was her age I was exactly the same as he, I got the same grades, I did the same activities, so it's not fair for you to always judge me because Layla does better, when in fact she doesn't!
"Don't you dare down size your sister, she works twice as hard as you do, and she respects me and your father, unlike you... You could really learn something her"
"No, I can't learn anything from her, because I don't want to be a spoilt, Know it all, ok mom I want to be me and live my life the way I want to, I want to make mistakes and learn from them, I'm not going to try and be your perfect daughter anymore, I'm not going to change just to please you anymore"
"Santana Maria Lopez, you will do as I tell you when you are under this roof, I am your parent and what I say goes"
"No it doesn't, not anymore... I'm out of here, you can't control me when I'm not here, so you know what have a good life, and don't dare try and live my life for me again" With that Santana left, she ran up to her room and grabbed everything she could stuffing her clothes into backpacks and whatever else could fit, when she walked back down the stairs she said nothing, she opened the front door and walked away, walking away from the horror that her mother put her through, into a new life where she could truly be who she wanted to be.
She got into her car and drove, she stopped when she through she was far enough away from home, finally letting the tears spill from her eyes, she let her head fall into her hands as thought filled her head of her home, of her mother insulting her every chance she could get, her mother's slaps when she dared speak back to her, but now that was over, and now all she had was herself and her car.
Thinking about it, it was great living arrangements, she thought of places she could go, but the only place that was available would not be the best idea, Brittany's mother hated Santana and she doubted very much that she would let her stay there. So for now her car was her home, more tears escaped her as she thought of the situation, she was homeless with no family or friends.
She crawled into the back seat of the car and pulled the blanket she always kept in the trunk around her, she wrapped it tightly around herself trying to keep a little bit warm, it really got cold at night, she was used to being outside, but it was something she was going to have to get used to.
She lay awake for a while worrying about people seeing her, but she parked in a dark corner near the park where no one really came, and by the time she had convinced herself of that she had gotten to sleep. She lay the sleeping for a few hours, only the noises of animals or passing cars around her, it was rather soothing if she was being honest, but one noise that was not soothing, a noise that frightened her a woke her up from her slumber, was a noise she really didn't want to hear.
A tap on the window and her name being called by a familiar voice, she tried to ignore it and pretend like she was sleeping, but he kept calling her name, his tone beginning to become worried, she opened her eyes and looked at him peering through the glass in the window, she sighed as she sat up and looked at him.
He had a bewildered expression on his face as she stared back out at him, not looked exactly happy or pleased with his presence. "What?" she said, although she wasn't sure if he could hear her, but he could tell what she was saying, he indicated to her to open the door, she ignored him instead asking him again what he wanted.
"Can you please let me in?" he asked, his voice was muffled through the car, but she could still hear him.
She shook her head, tears spilling down her face. His expression changed to genuine worry as he looked at her, she was falling apart right before his eyes and he could even get in to comfort her "Santana!" he called the worry seeping through his voice "Please let me in"
She gave up in the end, pressing the button on her keys to open the door, he quickly climbed in, opening the front door and sitting down on the driver's seat "What are you doing out here at this time?"
She would have asked him the same thing, but it was pretty obvious, he was out for a run, he had sweat pants on and he carried a water bottle, she would have looked a bit dumb if she did ask him, instead she decided to keep silent, looking to the floor of the car, desperately trying to think of how to explain all of this.
"What's going on?" he asked, he was desperately trying to get some answers, it was clear he was extremely worried, Santana liked that, maybe there was one person who cared about her left in the world
"I can't" she said at last violent sobs wrecking her body, he jumped when she started wailing, moving to the back seat enveloping her in his arms, she cried for a little over an hour with him just holding her, it was late now, and there were no tears left in her body, she settled herself and sat up turning to look at him "Thank you" she told him
Although he didn't really know what she was thanking him for he smiled at her "What happened?" he asked her after a debate with himself whether he should or not
"I left home" she told him, there was no point keeping it a secret anymore, soon enough everyone would know she was sleeping in her car, when she ran out of fresh clothes or her hair was basically sticking to her head, I'm sure the student of McKinley High could put two and tow together to get four in this situation.
"What do you mean?" Clearly he wasn't the brightest spark on the fire, but to be honest I would ask the same thing if the roles were reversed so I answered him
"I left, As in walked out left my family, because they were always so busy with everyone else, I was always the disappointment, the one that didn't fit in, the one everyone hated, my mom loathed me, sometimes I wonder what I did to her to make her so against me, to make her hate me like she did, but I could never come up with an answer, I guess it's just who I am, everyone hates me, I have no family and I have no friends"
"You have Brittany" he said
She shook her head "She's just too stupid to see the real me, she only hangs with me because I tolerate her, and the only reason I do is because she's the only person who will be there for me, she doesn't even understand what I'm saying sometimes but she will always listen, but I can't go to her now, her parents hate me and think that I'm the one dragging her down" she sighed a single tear falling down her cheek, Pucks thumb wiped it away
"I like you" he told her, his eyes sincere, looking straight into hers "Yeah you're a bitch and all that, but I always liked you, when we used to play together as kids I used to tell Finn I would be your best friend one day and that we would always play together" he laughed
"I guess that did kind of come true" she laughed along with him
"Yeah, but I did like you San, and I know you probably feel that I only used your for sex, but I didn't I did honestly like you and I wanted to be your friend and to be there for you, but the only way I could still be near you was for sex, and it wasn't even special, it was like we were just two people doing the nasty, it never felt right"
"I only had sex with you to try and hurt my mom more, she always told me that I had to wait until I was married, and I did everything I possibly could to go against her wished, because I never wanted to take orders from someone who hated me, who tried to control me, I never wanted to do anything she said, when she found out about us she went crazy, she hit me and called me all the names under the sun, I cried myself to sleep for 3 days and told myself I would never have sex again until I was married"
"She frightened you? Didn't she?"
For a second Puck though Santana was going to do something she would usually do in a situation like that, he was just waiting for the scoff or the laugh and for her to tell him that no one frightened her, but when the tears came flooding out, he realised he was right, Santana was scared
He held her again; tighter this time and told her everything would be alright, that everything would cool down and she would be fine again... But she objected "I can never go back there, it's horrible, I can't bear it anymore, I can't do it" she cried out
He shushed her, and he rocked her back and forth moving her body with his Rhythm "It's okay, we can work something out, you can come and stay with me, we'll get everything sorted"
"Would you really do that?" she asked him, turning round again to look him in the eyes, she had to push past the tears that wear still brimming her eyes, but she seen the worry in his eyes and when he nodded his head she felt safe and happy for a second.
She leant forward and kissed him "I'm sorry for everything I've ever said to you, I treated you so badly, but I won't do it again, I really do like you, and no one else would do this for me, thank you" she said before kissing him again
He responded and the lips moved together before he pulled away "We better go, Do you want me to drive?" he asked her and watched as she nodded, he climbed into the driver's seat she handed him the keys, he squeezed her hand before he started the car and drove towards his house, "You'll be okay" he told her before they got out of the car and made their way to the door, Santana's stomach was in knots the whole way.
He held her hand the whole time, and when his mom agreed to her staying he kissed her and made his way to her car to carry in her things.
