Chapter 1: One Dark Day in Lima

"Why is it so fucking cold?"

I looked over to the windows, which were open wide. I didn't remember opening the windows so I ran over shut them. I looked at my thermostat and it was 60 degrees even though it was the middle of August. I felt this weird heat spot like someone was breathing on the nape of my neck freaked me out because I was the only one home. I quickly turned around and to my surprise there was no one there.

"Please don't tell me I'm going crazy!"

"You're not." Someone whispered in my ear.

I turned around, it was Blaine sitting on my windowsill.

"What the fuck are you doing here, shouldn't you be fucking Kurt somewhere?"

"Didn't ya here? Kurt's dead." He said with a grin.

"And you're….happy about that?

"Well….a little."

"What!"

"He was smothering me, trying to make into a miniture version of him."

"Literally….," I chuckled, then I looked at him again he seemed different. His normally hazel eyes were a bright crystal blue.

"wait, are you wearing contacts?"He laughed "Nope!"

"But your eyes were hazel, and now they're bluer than Britt's."

"Well, my eyes tend to change colors."

I didn't believe a word of that.

"So what are you doing here?"

He hopped off the windowsill and on to the wooden floors moving closer towards me. He wrapped his arm around my waist.

"I've come to confess my love to you."

"I thought you were gay!"

"I thought so too but then right before Kurt died I met this-"

"You cheated on Kurt?"

"I wouldn't necessarily say "cheated" but some stuff did happen."

I noticed the bite marks on his neck.

"Seems like you fell for one freaky ass chick if she leaves marks like that."

I tapped the marks on his neck, he was ice cold. He quickly grabbed my wrist and put it on his hip. I looked at his eyes and was slowly forgeting everything that matter in life including my sexuality and Brittany.

"Let's not worry about that right now."

"Oh-oh." He put his finger over my lips, the tempeture difference was extreme.

"Shhh, you're too pretty for all this talking nonsense."

Then out of nowhere he picked me up, carried me to my bed, and for the first time in a long time I was speechless. He placed me on the bed, and immediately took off his shirt. Who knew that there was a body of a god hiding underneath those little polo shirts he wore…. besides Kurt. He crawled on top of me and began kissing my stomach I haven't been kissed by any guy in almost year and I was enjoying every second. He inched up higher and lifting my shirt as he moved along, each kiss tender and soft I couldn't help but moan. He giggled and kissed my breasts and that literally gave me goose bumps. He moved my hair out of the way, and began kissing my neck, then he asked me the one thing I didn't expect.

"Santana, do you trust me?" He whispered seductively in my ear.

Yuh-yeah, wh-." I felt a sharp pain in my neck, I went to touch it and my hand was covered in blood.

"I'm sorry." He said sadly.

Then I blacked out.