Disclaimer: I do not own Glee, that's all Ryan Murphy. If I did Finnel (RIP Finn/Cory) would never happened, neither would Brittana. Is all about the Pezberry.
Santana and Rachel are just finishing up eating at their favorite Chinese restaurant that has Rachel's favorite vegan dish. They are on a date, and have been dating for nine months now. Who would have thought that Head Bitch In Charge Santana Lopez and loud and obnoxious future Broadway star, Rachel Berry would end up together? It shocked many people, including themselves, but after hanging out together after preforming a couple duets, they realized that they have much in common. At that time they were ending their junior year and they decided that they should start anew for their final year. After a month of being friends, Santana got the courage to ask Rachel out to Breadstix for a date. That was back in April and it is now December. They were having a great evening together; it started off with Santana surprising Rachel with tickets to see WICKED in Columbus and ending at Jade Dragon just outside of Lima. Even though the date was perfect, Santana could not help but feel that something was off. Rachel looked up to Santana and smile, Santana shyly smiles back, taking her hand and asked, "What?"
"Nothing. Just thinking how wonderful it is to be with a lovely, amazing, just fantastic girl who showed me just how much she loves me by taking out and enduring my favorite Broadway play, which was just splendid by the way, and I just feel that this night can't get any better than this and-" Rachel was silenced by lips pressing softly to hers. Rachel let out a little whimper causing Santana to smile against her lip.
Santana pull back slightly so that only their forehand was touching. "Pequeñita, you're doing it again." Rachel blushed, and Santana smile grew wider. " I love you, Rach, and I would do anything to make you happy," she said before pressing her lips against Rachel's one more time. They were caught up in the moment that they didn't see their waiter come up to them until they heard him clear his throat. They sat back and turn to see their waiter blushing profusely and looking down, avoiding their stare.
"Um here's your bill and fortune cookies, have a good night." He said and quickly left. 'No doubt he's in the back jacking off to the little show,' Santana thought.
"Oh yay fortune cookies!" Rachel squeaked excitably. She was just so darn cute.
They both picked up their cookie and cracked them open and read the fortune. They paled instantly, the 1000-watt smile disappearing from Rachel's face, and looked up at each other. Santana quickly put a $50 bill on the table; not caring that their meal combined was barely $20. She grabbed Rachel's hand and hurriedly left the restaurant and into her cobalt blue Ferrari 458. She shifted the gears into reversed, barely letting time for Rachel to close the door and buckle up, before racing down the highway. What they didn't notice was a sleek car pulling out with them, following closely.
Rachel turned on the interior light and reread her fortune that she assumes Santana received as well.
"Your life is in danger. Say nothing to anyone. You must leave the city immediately and never return. Repeat: say nothing."
Rachel turns off the lights, and looked over to Santana, her blanked features was lit up by the passing cars and street light and her hands were gripping the steering wheel so tightly that her fingers were white. Rachel reaches over and gently places her hand over Santana's.
"Santana are you ok?
"This is a joke right? I mean come on, why are we freaking out! I should turn around and beat the living shit-"
"Tana! Stop, calm down. Maybe we shouldn't be freaking out but turning around to beat them up won't do any good for us. Maybe we can turn around and confront the owners but the message says not to tell anyone."
"What should we do Rae?" Santana whispers.
"I don't know maybe we should go home?" She said as a question instead of an answer.
Suddenly the mysterious car that has been following them gunned and crashed in the back of Santana's.
"Fuck" Santana yelled at the same time Rachel screamed, who'd just narrowly missed hitting her head the dashboard. "What the fuck was that?"
Santana looked out her review mirror and saw that the car was driving dangerously closed to them.
"Santana?" Rachel whimpered, she was now crying and shaking.
"Its ok Pequeñita, I'll keep you safe." Santana says while reaching over and grabbing her hand but pressing down on the gas pedal to the floor.
Pequeñita- tiny
AN: Hey guys, so this is my first time writing stories since high school. I have 3 chapters already written but I want you opinions on this chapter before I upload more. I procrastinate a lot and also get writer's block often so don't get mad at me if I don't upload periodically. I hope you enjoyed this chapter, criticism is welcome!