Chapter 1: Nightmare

"Everybody has secrets Santana. They're called secrets for a reason"

"No"

"I want you to leave this house and I don't ever want to see you again"

"But I'm the same person that I was a minute ago"

"It's selfish of you to make me uncomfortable. The sin isn't in the thing it's in the scandal when people talk about it aloud"

"Abuela… No…"

"No… Please!"

"Santana! Santana wake up!" Brittany tries to shake her girlfriend out of the nightmare "Santana it's me, wake up!"

"Brit…" Santana murmurs

"It's okay San, I'm right here." Santana slowly opens her eyes and looks over Brittany to the bedside clock

"Shit!"

"What?"

"Its seven forty-five already! Coach is gonna kill us!"

"We'll just tell her that… I dunno… We got held back in math because they want you to tutor me…?"

"I'm already tutoring you."

"Yeah but Coach Sue doesn't know that and she's a lot nicer with all her baby hormones anyway."

"We should probably still get up though." Santana points out

"Yeah, I was just thinking that."

"We can text Q to take us to school. I mean, she's not on the cheerio's so it's not like she's going to be in practice."

The girls get up and begin to get dressed in their respective cheerleading uniforms

"You're going to rock your performance in glee today San."

"What do you mean my performance? It's you and Q as well."

"Yeah but we're just singing back up. Can I do your makeup?"

"Okay…"

They do each other's makeup and slip in a make out session on Santana's bed. Unfortunately they don't hear Quinn honking her horn. Also unfortunately, Quinn had keys to Santana's house.

"Santana!" Quinn calls once she gets in the front door. No response. "Brittany!" Nothing. She heads up the stairs and into Santana's room where she pushes open the door and doesn't even flinch at the sight of them making out. She's walked in on them doing much worse before. They don't notice her presence until she pulls Santana off the top of Brittany and hoists the small Latina over her shoulder.

"Quinn…" Brittany complains "Put San back! I want my sweet lady kisses!"

"Put me on the ground right now Quinn!" Santana yells and Quinn reluctantly puts her down

"We're going to be late for school in a minute. I mean seriously, you text me to take you to school and then I walk in and find you making out. Anyone else would have left you."

"Oh Quinny, you wouldn't do that" Brittany pouts

"Just get in the damn car guys. You're lucky I need you two for the number in glee club."

"Next up we have Santana, Brittany and Quinn with Amy Winehouse's You Know I'm No Good."

The girls step up in front of the club

"It's actually Santana Mr Schue. Me and Brit decided we couldn't pull off Winehouse and that's who we picked out so we left all the lead vocals to Santana."

"Okay. Go for it then."

"Hit it"

SANTANA:
Meet you downstairs in the bar and heard
Your rolled up sleeves in your skull T-shirt
You say, "What did you do with him today?"
And sniffed me out like I was Tanqueray

'Cause you're my fella, my guy
Hand me your Stella and fly
By the time I'm out the door
You tear men down like Roger Moore

I cheated myself
Like I knew I would
I told you, I was trouble
You know that I'm no good

Upstairs in bed with my ex-boy
He's in a place but I can't get joy
Thinking on you in the final throes
This is when my buzzer goes

Run out to meet you, chips and pitta
You say, "When we married", 'cause you're not bitter
There'll be none of him no more
I cried for you on the kitchen floor

I cheated myself
Like I knew I would
I told you, I was trouble
You know that I'm no good

Sweet reunion Jamaica and Spain
We're like how we were again
I'm in the tub, you on the seat
Lick your lips as a I soak my feet
And then you notice likkle carpet burns
My stomach drop and my guts churn
You shrug and it's the worst
Who truly stuck the knife in first

SANTANA+BRITTANY:
I cheated myself
Like I knew I would
I told you, I was trouble
You know that I'm no good

SANTANA+BRITTANY+QUINN:
I cheated myself
Like I knew I would
I told you, I was trouble

SANTANA:
Yeah, you know that I'm no good

BRITTANY+QUINN:
I'm no good

"Wow girls that was an amazing performance. I mean Brittany, I knew you could dance like that but I never knew about Quinn and Santana."

"You can't spend that long with someone as amazing as Brittany and not have it rub off on you" Santana tells them. This earns her a passionate kiss from the blonde as people start clapping for the performance. They all finish clapping but slow claps echo from the door. All heads turn to the source of the sound.

"A-Abuela?"