Every Breath You Take
Chapter 1
Santana Lopez, one of the most eligible bachelorette of New York. Being a daughter of one of the richest man, she always gets whatever she wants. At the age of 17 she comes out of her parents which they accepted openly. They said that she can be whatever she wants as long as when the right time comes, she'll have to run their company or what she calls her 'father's empire'. Now that she's 24 and famous, every woman that knows her insanely wishes to have a taste of Lopez charm while every guy knows not to mess up with her for they don't want to meet her alter ego which she calls her 'Snixx'. As Santana enters adulthood she learned that being rich and famous has its downside. People can use her for their own advantages to climb to the top, that is why she build up her own wall from those hideous people.
Incoming Suckerman: Hey babe. You're up for tonight? Some thanksgiving party at my crib. Hot girls are on me. :)
Santana rolls her eyes after reading the message. Puckerman. Noah Puckerman. Her friend, no scratch that, her only friend since she was a child. Puckerman's are their family friend, their parents met sometime on their college life and been friends since then.
She hits the reply button while she gets up from bed and put on her robe.
To Suckerman: I told you to stop calling me babe. I'm coming, better make sure that party is worth coming to.
She smirks because she just love how to downgrade her best friend. Putting back her phone at the bedside she notices a note.
Hey Santana. Sorry but I got to go. You know work stuff. It was an incredible night babe. Looking forward to see you soon. Text me okay. 692-1137. I'm Cassie by the way.
She crumples the notes instantly and throws in the trash. It was a relief that she don't need to throw some woman she slept with out of her apartment. She hates it every time she gets it on with a woman who thinks that because she slept with them she's in love with them. Almost all the girl she slept with, is she didn't know exactly their name.
Before hoping on the shower she checks her time, 03:30pm. She thought she have more time before she meet up with her parents.
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Another eligible bachelorette in the same city, Brittany Susan Pierce, a very charming and sweet woman who is also a daughter of one of the richest businessman in town. She is everyone's friend because of kindness. Her father always tells her that she is a nice girl who always sees the good in people which is very hard to some. She hates being famous because like a celebrity she can't have a private life. When she was young she had always consider herself s bicorn. She loves who ever she wants it doesn't matter who you are. Her parents accepted it because she has always been a good daughter to them.
"Hey baby. Wakey-wakey!" She coos at her girlfriend who is laid besides her groaning in displeasure.
"Babe, come on. I need some sleep." The woman groans again as she cover her head with a pillow to protect herself from the bubbly blonde.
"Tash come on. We have to meet my parents this noon. You know they hate it when we show up late." Brittany pouts at her.
Natasha Haze, Brittany's girlfriend since high school. Her first love and she hopes that she will also be the last and they will end up together. Their five years relationship is what makes Brittany happy ever since they become together. Even though her parents were very against of her girlfriend they accept their relationship defeated. If it makes Brittany happy her parents will give it to her.
"They hate me Brittany you know that. Why don't you just meet them without me they'll be ecstatic I bet"
"They don't hate you." Brittany murmurs.
"I'll let you sleep then. Meet me at my apartment after lunch okay? I'll them you said hi, yeah?" She beams but answered back with a groan.
She giggles at her girlfriend kissing her at the crook of her neck before shuffling into the bathroom getting ready to meet her parents.
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"Forty five minutes, unbelievably late. Where have you been Mija?" Maribel Lopez asks her.
"Nice to meet you too, Mami!" She said with sarcasm as she hugs her mom and kisses her on the cheeks.
"I woke up late I'm sorry." She excuses before sitting on the across her mother.
"You woke up late? It's almost dinner for God's sake. Do you even have an idea what sun is Santana?" Her mother said disapprovingly.
"I said I'm sorry, won't happen again I promise." She begs trying to put on her puppy-eyes.
"Stop doing that. You know much I disapprove your lifestyle. If you don't change sooner, I might get that
apartment back and you will be living with us again." She warns.
"What? You cannot do that. I'm fucking twenty four don't treat me like a child!" Santana yells glaring at her mother.
"Then stop acting like one. Why don't you come to your father's office so you can start working for her and for you to learn how to run it?" Maribel glares back at her.
"No." She said firmly.
"Yes. It's time for you to stop wasting your time with that kind of lifestyle. And start doing productive stuff." Her mother said with a tone of finality.
"Ugh! You're not gonna let me go if I don't agree are you?" Santana sigh dejectedly.
"Yes. So, I want to meet you on Monday at your father's office. Dress smartly and come punctually or else we will be seeing each other more often and say goodbye to that apartment." Her mother smiles with victory as she watches her furious daughter walks away from the Lopez mansion.
"Well, that wasn't so hard." Maribel whispers to herself.
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"Hey Mom! Dad!" Brittany beams as soon as she saw her mother and father at the dining at the Pierce mansion.
"Hello there my princess!" James Pierce, her dad, stand up to meet her daughter and gives her a big hug.
"I missed you Daddy." She greets.
"I missed you too. How are you?" Her dad asks.
"Stop with the questions James. Come and join us darling." Jane Pierce, her mother invites her.
"Hi mommy! I missed you too. You look pretty." She smiles at her mother hugging her and sitting across her.
"I missed you too, darling. Why, thank you!" Jane smiles back lovingly.
"Wait, where is your girlfriend? I thought she will come and join us for lunch?" James questions due to her girlfriends absence.
"We went home late last night, she's still sleeping. I'm sorry." Brittany apologizes hoping her parents will let it go.
"That's a little rude. But that's okay darling. What matter's you're here." Her mother jumps into the conversation.
"Mom." She begs her mom to just drop it.
"What? We are just reaching for her. Seems like she doesn't like us too. So the feeling is mutual." Jane said bluntly.
"I hoped she did come." Her father said while chewing looking at Brittany. "That kid, I want her to see sober, you know. We never see her lately in a state wherein we can talk to her sober." He explains.
"I don't know what you see in her, honestly." Her mom adds.
"She's not here and she's sorry that she can't come. So it's not so nice to talk to her like that is it not?" Brittany asks annoyed with somewhat conspiracy towards her girlfriend.
"I'm sorry darling. Anyway, how's your studio? Those little kid you are talking about." Her mother asks changing the subject.
The lunch went well talking about her activities for the past few months and never touching the subject about her girlfriend. She didn't understand why her parents don't like Natasha so much. She thinks that they just see how she sees her.
"So Brittany, I will be dropping by to your apartment by Monday to restack your grocery." Her mother said with so much concern.
"Mom, you know I can do grocery shopping."
"Well, it's the least I can do. I don't see you often so just let me do it for my baby girl okay?" Jane said pinching her daughter's nose.
"Mom.." she whines. "I better get going. I have some errands to do this afternoon."
She said her goodbyes to her mom and dad before driving back to her apartment.
As soon as she arrives and parks her car her phone rings. She smiles when she sees her girlfriends face flashing. She slides her thumb across the screen to answer it.
"Hey baby!" She beams.
"Hey Brittany. You home already?" Natasha asks.
"Yep. Aren't you coming?" She asks as she unlocks her apartment's door.
"Uhm.. I can't babe. I have to do something at the restaurant this afternoon. But I'll pick you up later before we go to that Puckerman something who'll throw a party at his crib."
"Okay." She said and didn't ask any further because she don't want to annoy her girlfriend for being so clingy and stuff. "Wait. I didn't know any of your friends whose name is Puckerman." She asks curiously.
"Not really my friend, just my friend's friend's friend. You know, they invited us and it's Friday so why not?" Her girlfriend explains.
"Yeah. That's fine. I'll see you then. Bye, babe. I love you." She said smiling hoping to get her girlfriend in a nice mood for the last chance.
"See you then, bye." With that Natasha hangs-up and Brittany was left curious and little bit sad.
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"I cannot believe it! I will be working on Monday. I'm starting to waste my youth in that four-cornered room." Santana yells exaggeratedly as she walks in her friend's apartment without knocking.
"Oh my god! Where are your manners? Haven't learnt how to knock?" Quinn said shock at her Santana's outburst.
"Whatever. I'm just annoyed that's all. How could my mother kibitz something like that?" She huffs sitting beside her busy friend on the couch.
Quinn Fabray. One of the people who she considers as friend, an ex-girlfriend of Noah Puckerman, but now she and Puck are like best friends as if they did not date each other before.
"You are lucky you have your own office you know instead of some freaking cubicle like mine. And your mom is right you should start working. You are too old to act like that." Quinn says before going back on typing some office papers on her laptop.
"What? You are supposed to be my friend, who will comfort me not agree with my mother." Santana glares at her.
"Well darling, you're not getting any younger. You should stop hanging out with Puck. That boy have no plans." Quinn said without looking at her as she continues typing.
"But you were once in loved with him." Santana mocks disturbing Quinn from what she's doing.
"That was so long ago when brains are not yet invented." She said glaring at Santana. Even though this joke is getting old, Santana always find the right time to rub it in her face.
"Whatever. It's Friday today and you just arrived from work and you're doing that? Come on. Let's go to Puck's, he's throwing a party." Santana said excitingly as if it's anew thing to her.
"No, thank you. I'd rather sit here and watch movie that getting wasted and feeling so horrible the next morning." Quinn said matter-of-factly.
"You-are-such-a-baby Fabray! Come on old lady! Let's get dress and have some fun!" Santana teases standing up and tugging Quinn's hand with her.
"Where are we going?" She asks when she was drag out of her apartment.
"Shopping!" Santana said excitedly.
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A/N:
Hey everyone! This is my new piece. Since WBIL is nearing the end, I was inspired to start another one.
Hope ya' all like it.
Comments are very well appreciated.
Thank you.
xo, Bee.