Santana Lopez looked into the eyes of Quinn Fabray, laying on her bed. Quinn rubbed the back of her hand against Santana's cheek as they lay beside each other. The brunette ran her fingers through short blonde hair. At seventeen years-old both Santana and Quinn were in a serious relationship. Everyone around them said they were in lust and did not know what love was. But Quinn knew. She knew that she was deeply in love with Santana.
Santana leaned in to kiss Quinn, placing her hand on the small of her back. She turned to lay directly on top of the blonde, as she deepened the kiss. Quinn let out a moan while Santana kept kissing her.
Quinn was warned by her best friend Mercedes tons of times, letting her know that Santana was no good and would one day break her heart. Quinn wishes that girls wouldn't try to flirt with Santana so much and that Santana would stop make it so easy for them.
The blonde brought her hands up to tangle in Santana's hair as she started rocking her hips into the girl on top of her.
Santana used to be the biggest womanizer in school. She would have girls in and out of her bed every week. But when she met Quinn, she promised to give hang up her player ways. She promised herself that Quinn is enough for her.
"Mmhmm, baby….go close the door first." Quinn attempts to say as Santana kisses on the spot under her earlobe.
Santana jumps out of bed and leaps across the room to shut the door, but Santana's mother stopped the door with her foot.
"Oh no you don't…you're not closing any doors with Quinn in here." Mrs. Lopez peers in the room, "Especially with Quinn lying on your bed like that." Quinn jumps up to stand beside the bed.
"Mami, all we are doing is talking about-" Santana couldn't even finish her sentence as her mother started laughing.
"Hahaha, Mija…do I look like I was born yesterday?"
"Alright, fine." She pushes the door all the way open. "See…open door."
Mrs. Lopez gives her daughter and approving nod.
"Baby where you going?" Quinn gathers her belongings, walks to the brunette and gives her a kiss on her cheek.
"See you at school tomorrow, not staying here with your mom like that babe."
"Ugh, alright. See you tomorrow." With that Quinn leaves.
Santana checks her phone and sees a text message from Sam.
Sam: Party at Desmond's 10p…I'm not riding solo, am I?
Quinn is on the phone with Mercedes and watching some tv show reruns before she goes to bed.
"You're too easy on her. Why do you let her get away with shit?"
"Cedes, Please don't start." She is tempted to hang the phone up and let Mercedes hear what a dial tone sounds like but she restrains herself.
"I'm just looking out for you, you're my girl and I just want to make sure she does right by you."
"Santana is doing right by me. She does not cheat on me Cede, she doesn't so drop it."
"How do you even know that? I know you see all those girls flirting with her and I see her enjoy it a little too much."
"Look, she is a flirt…I know that. But she never takes it to the point of cheating on me. She's a charmer, it's what she does. It's natural to her."
"Quinn, just be careful please."
"Time to change the subject…"
"Okay, Desmond is having a party tonight. Sam and I are going. How about you and Santana?"
"Didn't know about the party, in that case, me and Santana are not going because she did not tell me about it."
"Uh…okay…you sure?"
"Yes, I'm sure…I'll call Santana before I go to bed."
Quinn finished up her phone call with Mercedes. She laid on her back contemplating on whether or not to call Santana. After all she doesn't want it to seem like she doesn't trust Santana and she doesn't want Santana to get defensive. But, she also wants to know if Santana is at that party. Quinn knows that there are plenty of girls who would love to grab Santana's attention while Santana is alone.
"Quinn this is crazy, she's YOUR girlfriend and you trust her." The blonde girl said aloud to herself. She turned over and went to sleep.
The next morning in McKinley's senior English class, Quinn was too busy thinking about Santana. Quinn had not seen Santana yet and was sitting in class doodling in her notebook. A note was passed to her from behind.
Quinn opened the note and read it. "What the fuck?!", Quinn managed to say low through gritted teeth. She turned around in her seat to see Veronica smirking at her.
The bell rang as Quinn was gathering her things to approach Veronica. "Veronica, watch what you say? You're a fucking liar."
"Oh am I? Just ask your girl."
"Give me one reason not to bitch slap."
"Because you wouldn't right in front of Mr. Davis."
Quinn balled up her fist and banged them on the desk nearby. She got close to Veronica, "You need to start watching your back, bitch." Quinn storms out the classroom in search of Santana.
Santana was in the hallway leaning against the lockers talking to Artie.
"Last night was crazy; I can't believe Sam almost threw up in the middle of the living room." Artie says taking books out of his locker.
"That shit was amazing, caught it all on camera too." Santana chuckles out.
They continue laughing until Sam walks up to them with Mercedes in arm.
"Hey guys, what the hell is so funny?" Sam gives them a stare.
"This!" Santana shoves the phone in Sam's face. It is a video of Sam streaking in the streets.
Sam's eyes go wide as he grabs the phone and deletes the video. He gives Santana the phone back.
"No, fair I was going to use that to bribe you but thanks for ruining my plans, dammit."
Sam rolled his eyes and turned his head to catch Quinn storming down the hallway. His facial expression goes blank as he turns towards Santana and nudges in Quinn's direction.
"Santana, your girl is coming" Santana turns and sucks her teeth in and sighs.
Quinn is in front of Santana "What the hell is this shit I hear about you and Veronica? Like seriously?" Everyone disperses away from the two of them as she finishes her sentence.
"Quinn, don't come around me with that bullshit, not today I got a fucking headache."
"Well, why do I have to hear it from other people that you hooked up with her?"
"Quinn, that's not true and you know it."
"Santana, how many times do I have to tell you to stop playing games with me?"
Santana slams her locker and startles Quinn, "Babe, stop it! Dammit, stop with the bullshit I said it wasn't true and that's the end of it. Someone is fucking with your head listen to yourself."
"Santana, fuck, stop lying to me!"
"I'm not lying and we only got two minutes until the late bell rings, I don't have time for this shit."
"Listen, just tell me the truth…Did you sleep with Veronica?"
"No." Quinn sucks her teeth and turns her head at Santana's response.
Santana grabs Quinn by the hand and leads her inside the auditorium. Quinn reluctantly follows Santana's lead. They go behind the heavy curtains.
Santana starts kissing on Quinn's neck. She takes her bottom lip into her mouth and sucks on it. Quinn brings her arms up to push Santana away harshly.
"Babe, we have to go to class we can't right now. And I'm still fucking mad at you. You're not kissing your way out of this shit."
"Quinn I have a free period and I know you get enough straight A's to teach the class, so yea we're doing this now and fuck Veronica. I didn't do anything with her." She moves closer to the blonde and grabs her by the waist.
"Santana…" Quinn's protests are swallowed up by the moan that comes out when Santana sucks on her pulse point.
"Quinn, baby just let me take care of you." Santana moves her hand down to lifts up Quinn's skirt. She slides her hand into Quinn's panties-
"What the hell are you two doing?" The drama teacher stands there with boxes in his hands. He's about to set them down when Quinn grabs Santana's arm and pulls her towards the stairs and out the auditorium.
"Oh my God, Santana that was crazy. We're in shitloads of trouble", Quinn says as she catches her breath.
"Relax…he…didn't see our faces, it was way too dark."
Quinn's face drops and says coldly, "I'm late for class, bye."
"Not without a kiss." She pulls Quinn towards her and kisses her on her plump lips and then lets her go.
"Okay you got your kiss now go to the library or something." They start walking away from each other, "Oh and baby…"
Santana turns around and walks up to Quinn. SLAP! Quinn slapped Santana square across the face and walks away.
Santana stands there holding her face before turning back around determined to find Veronica.