Scared Of The Future – Prologue: Tell Me

Santana had been acting weird these past few months. She was with Brittany for over 6 months now but about three months ago, she began to pull away… from everyone. No one could touch her; she ignored everyone and didn't say a word. She just oozed sadness and Brittany tried to make her girlfriend better but it didn't work. She had asked Santana if she was still in love with her and Santana had assured her that she still loved her but she never showed it anymore. She was also off the cheerios because she didn't fit into the uniform anymore and refused to go on a diet. Santana said that she wasn't going to abuse her body any longer but Brittany couldn't quite believe it. Santana had never hesitated to lose weight and suddenly, she did?

Today, Brittany would confront Santana and she had to answer all her questions. She was her girlfriend and she deserved answers and a girlfriend who was able to come to her with anything, even if it was bad which was probably the case.

So now, here they were, both sitting on Brittany's bed. Santana sitting on one end of the bed, Brittany on the other.

"Tell me, Santana." Brittany ordered.

Santana looked at her girlfriend. "What?" She asked.

"What? Well, let's see: why do you never let me touch you anymore? Why are you sad all the time? Why don't you fit into the uniform? Why don't you talk anymore? I want you to give me an answer to all those questions."

Santana just sat there and said nothing. She looked at the folded hands in her lap. Brittany sighed softly and frowned slightly.

"San, why are you so scared? Whatever it is, I won't be mad. I will never leave you, whatever it is. You are my girlfriend and I promised you that we would be together forever and we will. Why won't you trust me? I just want to help you."

"You can't." Santana whispered, defeat in her voice.

"Why?"

Santana looked up and into her girlfriend's eyes. "I will tell you… but let me finish my story and don't interrupt. Please."

Brittany nodded. "Okay."

Santana took a deep breath. "I just finished talking to Figgins because he caught me smoking. He had gone home and I was walking through the hallway when I heard footsteps behind me. I looked over my shoulder and I saw Mr. Kidney, the janitor, was walking up to me. I walked faster, but he did the same and he caught up with me. He grabbed my arm and pulled me into an empty classroom. I yelled for help but he said that there was no one here other than us." Santana had tears running down her cheeks and looked so broken. "He…" She swallowed again. "He raped me." She whispered. Brittany gasped. "He raped me because I'm gay. He told me after he… was done. That was three months ago. I went to the doctor's two months ago, when I didn't get my period and I'm pregnant, Brittany. And not just one baby. It's a twin." Santana looked up and then she completely broke down. For the first time in three months, she didn't push Brittany away when she gathered her in her arms. "I don't know what to do. I haven't told anyone. I… I…" Santana sobbed, she was not able to make a decent sentence anymore.

"Shhh, Sanny." Brittany whispered, also crying for her girl's pain. "It's going to be okay, it's going to be okay. We'll get through this. You and I; together. It's going to be okay, baby. Everything is going to be fine."

So, this was the prologue of the story. What do you think? Do you want me to continue? Please, review and tell me what can be added, done better or if you have suggestions. Thanks