A/N: Hey! Okay, so I decided to take on the task of two stories at one time because I really wanted to write this one! So, this is the prologue, I'm sorry if you cry. I almost broke down in tears writing it. Please favorite, follow, review! I love you! ;)

Prologue—The Return

Santana took a shaky breath as she looked up at her old home. She hadn't been back here in almost a year, it brought back too many memories. Memories of her high school classes, her high school life, her high school friends... her high school relationships.

Santana slowly made her way up to the front door. It didn't feel natural to reach for the doorbell, but she did anyway. She heard the bell echo through the house inside, and moments later, her mom opened the door.

"Mija!" she exclaimed.

"Mami!" Santana returned, embracing her mom in a hug. "Where's Papi?"

"He's out buying food for dinner," her mom answered. "Come in, Mija! Tell me all about Los Angeles!"

Santana followed her mom into the living room, sitting down on the couch, trying to keep from remembering all the amazing memories she had in here with... never mind. Don't think about... don't think about her. Don't, you'll be okay.

"Santana?" her mom asked, a look of concern on her face. It occurred to Santana that her mom had probably repeated her name multiple times.

"Sorry, Mami... I just... I was..." Santana blinked back tears. Why did I come back? This is a billion times worse than I thought it would be.

"You were thinking about her weren't you?" her mom asked softly. "About Brittany?"

"Mami... I just... I mean I thought I could handle it... but I can't!" Santana exclaimed, tears falling from her eyes. She quickly wiped them away. "I've been here for less than five minutes and I've already broken down."

"Mija, you know it was for the best. She's happy now," her mom insisted. Santana shook her head.

"It wasn't for the best. She may be happy, but I'm suffering everyday I go without her! I need her, Mami!" Santana exclaimed.

"Santana, breakups always hurt. You'll get over it." Santana look into her mom's eyes, knowing that she was only trying to help. Unfortunately, her mom's words weren't helping her at all.

"Mami, it's been over a year since I broke up with her. She got with... him only a month after! And... I can't do this... I need to go back to LA," Santana grumbled.

"No, Mija. You are strong. You will get over that girl, I promise. When you're done staying here, and you go home, you will be over her. You will fall in love with a beautiful California girl and everything will be okay," Santana's mom promised.

"I don't want any other girl, though!" Santana exclaimed, standing up. "I have to go. I'm not going back to LA, but I can't stay in here. It hurts too much."

"Mija!" Santana's mom stood up, but Santana was already back outside. It wasn't long before the Latina was sitting in her car, starting it, and driving away. By now, tears were flowing down her cheeks like waterfalls. That was Santana's life. Work by day, cry by night. Sometimes she would drink by night, but that made her cry even more.

Over a year, and Santana hadn't dated another person. Over a year, and Santana hadn't gone more than an hour not thinking about her. Over a year, and Santana still wasn't over her high school sweetheart. The one she swore she would love forever.

When she broke up with Brittany, she had promised that it wasn't an official breakup. They were both going to get back together. But then... then he came along, big lips and all. Sam. He had to come and steal Brittany's heart when Santana and Brittany were having such a hard time. Santana had never really liked Sam, but now she downright hated him.

He had ripped Brittany from her heart. So hard, that it still hurt.

Santana didn't know where she was driving, but she soon found herself parked in front of a grocery store. She looked up, wiping her face and being thankful that she'd put on waterproof mascara, and saw the one thing she hadn't wanted to see, for it would cause her too much grief.

Brittany.

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