This is just a mini-chapter which will result in a mini-story, maybe 3 chapters. I want to be writing my other stories, but Brittana has way to much angst right now! Although….you know…It was always on. That whole thing was like something right out of fan fiction. I cried. Oh, yes, I cried. And Naya Rivera seriously had the most amazing acting skills ever. I could go on forever about the Brittana storyline from last episode. Really, I could.

So I just needed to get this out, this is more of the intro to the actual story, I hope you enjoy!

The McKinley New Directions were all ecstatic. They had just won Regionals, with the Warblers coming in a close second. Their original song had blown the judges away, along with their expert dancing and singing. It was all so happy and exhilarating, Santana forgot, for almost a full second, about the sharp pain in her heart. But it was easy to remember again. Not only did she have the power couple themselves making out only a few yards away, she saw the entire family of the girl she loved, holding a bouquet of daisies, waiting to congratulate their little angel. Her own parents had smiled and said 'good job', they had never been too emotional.

Britt's family on the other hand, was different. Her parents both worked low-paying jobs with long hours, but when they were around they were happy and loving. Mr. and Mrs. Pierce weren't too much smarter than their oldest daughter, but they were just as sweet. The same applied to Brittany's youngest sister Mary. Amelia, on the other hand, was a different story.

Amelia, better known as Amy or occasionally Mia, was smart. She was much quieter than the rest of her family, and preferred sitting in her room writing to watching animated movies with her family. Around the time Santana was 13, and Amy was 10, Santana had wandered into her room while Brittany and her family watched Finding Nemo for the hundredth time. They had started talking, and they continued this ritual for years. One of their main topics was getting out of Lima.

Getting out of Lima. Santana had always wanted to, but at that exact moment, it sounded better than it ever had. After all, Reigonals were done, nothing was keeping her. She heard the sound of Brittany's laugh, along with Artie's. Santana felt the knife in her heart twist, and her eyes burn. She walked over to Amy, who seemed upset and bored to be at her sisters show choir competition.

"Amy. Wanna get out of here?" she said quietly Amy nodded and followed her out of the crowded lobby and into the cold Ohio air. They walked a few yards before sitting on some guard rails. Amy was quiet, quieter than usual. Santana had expected her to ask why they had gone outside, but soon enough she started the conversation herself.

"Remember how we used to talk about running away?" Santana asked wistfully. "Yes" Amy replied. It was obviously not an answer to the question Santana had asked, but the one that had been coming. "What do you think of Detroit?" Santana asked. "How about Chicago?" Amy said, while she looked up to the night sky.

"5 hours?" "You got somewhere you need to be?"

The two girls walked to Santana's car slowly, as if they had some hope that someone would come out after them, telling them running away wouldn't fix anything, that they should face their problems. They heard nothing but the wind whipping through the late evening air. They climbed into the car and Amy typed a Chicago address into the GPS. Both girls texted their parents, informing them that they were going on a short "girls trip." Santana's parents didn't care. Amy's parents didn't know they should.

"Estimated arrival time is 1:54 am" Amy announced.

"Ok. Amy…did something happen to make you want to go all the way to Chicago?" Santana couldn't help but asking.

"I'll tell you when you tell me" Amy replied.

Both girls sat in silence after that. There were two elephants in the room…the car actually, which was uncomfortable. They wouldn't talk. They couldn't