Hi there ! This is my first fic of all time so don't be to harsh U_U" Also English is not my native language and I don't have any beta so If someone is interested...
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Santana Lopez.
At 7, the little girl, like many other, said during one winter afternoon between two cookies on her father's lap that one day she was going to marry him.
« Si, princesa » he replied, squeezing the little human being in his strong arms.
Ten years later, Carlos Lopez just throws his daughter in the street.
Twenty two minutes before
« Papi ? Mami ? » Santana shouted barely the open door open. She was just coming home from High school, where the bus dropped the gleeclub after Regionals. Just the time for them to elect their MVP; Berry. Santana hesitated a long time before voting for her. It was RuPaul after all. She doesn't have any particular reason for being nice with her, especially after that mister Schue choose her damn depressing solo over her brilliant Trouty Mouth. But, she had to be honest; the dwarf did an amazing job on the song. Not like she was going to say it to her. Whatever, they'll be going to New York for Nationals ! She had to announce it to her parents; they couldn't make it to the Regionals because of their work and she wanted to bring the good news in person. And especially, she had to choose a dress for tonight party. Berry's dads had an emergency for the weekend out of town and Puck launches the invitations as soon as the information dropped of Rachel mouth.
« I'm home! Oh my God you nev- »
Santana stop dead in her tracks. Her parents were home, in the living room, seat on the couch. The first thing she noticed was the tears streaking her mother face. Then, the clenched jaw of her father and his strong arms cross on his torso. He stands up before she could say something. His gaze bore so many feelings… Sadness, anger, hatred, disappointment…
« Santana »
His icy tone makes her stiffed.
"What ? What happened ? Is th- »
« Are you gay ? »
Her mouth dropped. Few seconds passed before she completely understand what she just heard.
« No! » she screamed a little too aggressively. How did they… Oh no, that's so not happening to me.
« No why… I'm not… I just… » It started to become difficult to hold her own tears. Those last days were a total emotional disaster for the young woman. After struggling for being honest with herself, she succeeds to come out to Brittany. And all this crap for what? The blond ripped her heart out of her chest and walk on it. Twice.
Her father, still silent, lean on his side and press the button above the blinking green signal on the phone. "You have one new message. Message received today at 05.24PM; Hey San" Brittany's voice fills the dead silent room. Oh God no… "I know that I can't call you home but I renamed all my contact in my cell phone with pet name and I can't remember the one I gave to you... So Artie let me borrow his phone and he doesn't have your cell."
The bubbly blonde made a pause, feeling that it wasn't the point. "Anyway, I just wanna tell you that I'm really proud of you, you were awesome on stage like always. Please don't be mad at me San, let's be best friend again; I miss you so much… You have to understand that I can't just dump Artie for you, it's not right, I really like him and I don't want to hurt him like Tina does. I love you too San, just be patient okay? I was really pati-"
The message stopped. Santana watched the outlet in her hands, unable to say any coherent thought.
« It's not… »
« Fucking stop it Santana ! » her father screamed now, and the knot building in her throat began to make her breathing difficult. « I always knew something was off between you two! How could you… My baby girl would never do that. You are so disappointing your mother and me Santana, have we done something wrong? Are you punishing us for something ?"
« No! » She finally succeeds to answer something and noticed just now the salty taste of her tears. She doesn't even bother anymore. « You did nothing wrong, I'm just… confuse okay? »
« Confuse? Are you kidding me? Do you know what kind of thing is this? What people like that are? This is so not right Santana. What I'm gonna say to the family ? And the neighborhood? Have you think about this?"
"Yeah right and have you think that maybe the happiness of your daughter comes before the neighbors?" She doesn't know how she found the strength to answer back. Her father must be the only human being on earth that can scare her just by raising his voice.
« My daughter? I'm sorry Santana but if you don't change your mind immediately you're not going to be considered as my daughter anymore."
"What?" her voice cracked as new tears formed under her eyelid. Her gaze shifted on her mother, still crying silently on the edge of the couch, hoping for some support. No reaction. Wow. And she thought yesterday that her week sucks.
« Very well » she wiped her tears vehemently and head to her bedroom without thinking. If one day somebody told her that she managed to pack 17 years of her life in one bag pack made in five minutes, she would never buy it. Anger can makes you do crazy things.
« Don't ever bother contact me again, you two are so dead to me." And with that she stormed out the house and slammed the door behind her.