I have a new chapter for Fine Line Between Love and Friendship but it isn't finished yet. It's almost done and I might post it a day or two. Just so you know. (whoever reads it)
Unlike my other stories, this has a complete plotline. So it wouldn't take that much time to update like the others.
It was based on a true story of a radio DJ here in my country. If anyone is familiar with it.
I hope you like it. Enjoy!
CHAPTER 1
Lucy Quinn Fabray is a famous Radio personality in a famous channel; Love Radio. On radio, she refers to herself as Lady Di. She is the most sought-after radio endorser and voice-over and events host. A lot of people like her really. When you're with a girl like her you feel like a different person. You try to be better, and that's a strain. Men prefer to be friends with her kind, flirt a bit, and share confidences. They don't often fall in love with girls like that, although everybody loves her. But she's still lucky though, because she prefer women rather than men.
Santana Lopez is an average employee. She is not miss goody two shoes, some people might even call her a bitch, but she prefers being referred to as an honest person. Girls like her, her kinds are the ones that people easily fall for. Girls fall for those bad boy image type and boys fall for those women who doesn't make his life harder. She just happens to manage to be both.
That might just be the reason why Santana is currently in a relationship and Quinn is single. I couldn't say for long though.
Santana drive early to her girlfriend's house. It's her daily routine. They work at the same company so they don't really have the chance to miss each other that much. And like every other morning, her car's radio is on, of course, it's tuned in the Love Radio.
Rachel; Santana's girlfriend, entered the car and automatically placed a kiss on Santana's cheek.
"How's your date with your cousin's last night?" Santana asked, wishing her girlfriend had a good time because it's the reason their date was cancelled.
Rachel furrowed her brows but quickly replied, "Oh, yeah." She remembered. "I left early." Santana looked at her waiting for the reason. "It was sadly boring." Santana sighed, hoping that she didn't let her girlfriend cancel their supposed to be meeting.
*Scoffed* 'Girlfriend went on a different kind of date last night'
Rachel wasn't really a fan of Lady Di. She hates listening to her every morning, but she got used to it, not really caring about whatever the DJ's saying. Not this time though, because the topic caught her attention. But she's not planning on hearing more of it. She tried to turn off the radio but Santana
'But I'm sure Boyfriend, has got no clue. So don't worry girl! You're safe. You are.'
stopped her. "Why are you even listening to this?"
"Don't turn it off. It's Lady Di. You know she's my favorite DJ, Babe." Sometimes Rachel doesn't know if she has to be jealous about this. Santana's unlikely to do as she pleases but this is a very small request, why can't she just turn off the radio and give her girlfriend a peace of mind.
'You know why? Your boyfriend is dense. Dense.'
Santana's eyes were still on the road with a smile on her face, contented listening and being beside Rachel (She's sappy. She hates it but she's in love, she thinks she is.), not noticing the annoyance on her girlfriends face.
Rachel crossed her arms and huffed.
'What exactly is dense, Partner?' Sugar, Lady Di's partner asked.
'Well, to put it in another way, stupid? Numb, more likely. Or to make it easier, like you.' She joked. And laughter filled the car.
And Santana laughed at this. Rachel on the other hand had had enough.
"She's not funny, okay? She's corny." Rachel stated with distaste. "You have a cheap taste because of this kind of stuff."
Santana wasn't offended, surprisingly. She just shrugged it off. "You are my girlfriend, Rach, you can't say I have a cheap taste because that would be like saying that you're cheap." She smirked.
"This is exactly what I'm trying to point out. See what you're learning from her?" She shook her head in disbelief. "Definitely corny." She mumbled.
Rachel continued on ranting and nagging but Santana just put up a smile, finding her girlfriend adorable, but rolling her eyes once in a while.
'And a daily reminder my dear listeners. If your boyfriend or girlfriend is a nagger. Better get out of there because it'll be like living in hell. So if I were you, be quiet. Stay qui-'
Rachel really had enough. In some way, this Lady Di is personally attacking her, Rachel thought.
"Babe. I'm sorry, okay? Forgive me." It was a silly reason for Santana. But she wouldn't say it out loud because her girlfriend would be madder if she did.
"Whatever." Rachel continued looking at her monitor and tapping or smashing the keyboards really hard and loud.
"Rach…" Santana held the other brunette's hand and leaned on her table.
She sighed. "I just wanted some quiet time earlier, Santana. But you didn't give it to me." Santana wanted to roll her eyes. She thought that if Rachel didn't talk much she would've had a 'quiet time'. "I was forced to listen to that DJ." She added, before grabbing her bag and standing up.
"Wait. Where are you going?" Santana asked after her girlfriend walked past her.
"I'm gonna grab some lunch." Rachel said indifferently. "I'm hungry." As she rolled her eyes.
"I'll come with you. I'll treat you." Santana said almost pleading.
"I don't want you to. I have my money." The she snatched her arms away from Santana and walked out.
Santana was about to follow the shorter brunette but Noah stopped her. "Lopez. Where are you going?"
"I'll follow her." She said but she didn't take one step.
"If I were you, I'd give her space. She'd just be more irritated, if you follow her." Noah, noticing the frown on her best friend, suggested, "If you want, I will talk to her."
She nodded. "That might be a better idea. Tell her that I'm really, really sorry and I love her."
"Okay. I will." He tapped her shoulders gently and followed the girl.
Santana didn't know why but lately, Rachel seemed different. Rachel used to be sweet, although she has always been a nagger and a jealous girlfriend, her sweetness makes up for it. She wasn't Santana's type at first, but everything about her was the reason that Santana drew into her.
Santana fell in love with the lady. And the tough and impatient woman that Santana once were before they met? It was replaced by this softie and understanding Santana that she is now.
She changed her ways for her, because that's what she wanted. They were happy. They were. But lately, it's been more of fighting and less loving; like her efforts were never enough. Santana is not the kind of girl to easily give up though, not when it comes to the woman the she loves.
"I told you. All men are pigs." Quinn said bitterly.
"Don't generalize his mistake, Q." Sugar tried to reason.
"This is your fault." The blonde huffed.
"Hey!" Sugar feigned hurt. "I'm trying to be a good friend, how can you say that you don't like boys if you haven't been in a relationship with one?" she explained. Quinn just glared at her. The other girl just raised her hands on shoulder level. "At least now, you have a concrete reason. You were cheated on."
"Does that supposed to make me feel better? My ex boyfriend, apparently my only ex boyfriend, cheated on me." She reminded Sugar like she hadn't said it before.
"I know." Sugar answered. "But it's not like you loved him. So it's not supposed to hurt that bad, right?"
"I was hoping that my relationship would be meaningful." The blonde said in disbelief.
Sugar's face turned serious. "Okay, seriously though. I'm sorry, Quinn. Sam was an ass for cheating on you. I shouldn't have given him your number."
"Apology accepted. Just don't do it again." Quinn smiled for a while. Then she slammed her face on her palms.
"What now?" Sugar asked with concern.
"He cheated on me." Quinn mumbled which made Sugar roll her eyes.
"What can make you feel better?" Sugar asked sincerely.
"I don't know. Have someone to actually love me?" Quinn said with her shoulders slumped.
Sugar looked at her with sympathy. "I love you."
"Awww." Quinn smiled at her friend with adoration. "I know. I love you too. But you know what I meant."
"You'll find her Quinn. You're 29. And you're beautiful and sweet, and kind, and really nice and…you know what I mean. You'll find lots of gu—girls who would love to be with you." Sugar reassured her friend.
Quinn didn't respond. But she silently wished that her friend was right.
There were times when Quinn would doubt herself if she was ugly or not. She had so many relationships (failed relationships at that), she can't be ugly, right? People tell her she's not. But she asks herself, why is it that every time she falls in love she ends up crying.
At times she wonders if she was made out for a married life. And believe it or not, she attempted to enter an abbey, but at the seminar she was really attracted to some girl and she thought to herself that maybe she is still destined to get married, just not right now.
"Santana, can I talk to you for a moment?" Will Schuester, Santana's boss, approach her on her desk.
"Sure thing." Santana replied quickly.
"I really don't want to mingle with your personal life, Santana, but I don't want you to get stabbed in the back." Santana just furrowed her eyebrows, not really being able to follow. "You do know that you're like my own child, right?" Will asked, going 'round bushes.
Santana just nodded dismissively. "Is there a problem?" having a hint on her boss' tone.
"I don't have a problem." He said calmly, then pointed to Santana, "But you…I can't say the same."
"Mr. Schuester, I don't understand, can you stop beating around the bushes?" Santana said impatiently yet calmly.
He took a deep breath and sighed. "Why don't you follow your best friend and your girlfriend?" He didn't have to say anything else.
She did follow them. When she didn't saw them in the canteen she tried looking at the unisex comfort room, and there they were, she didn't saw them but she can hear them; they were definitely making out. She kicked the second cubicle where the sound was coming from.
She abruptly grabbed Noah out of the cubicle. "I told you to tell her that I love her! I didn't tell you to tell her that you love him, you fucking son of a bitch!" then a fist was buried on his face. Noah wanted to fight back but Rachel stopped him.
"Santana, listen to me." Rachel said nervously, holding Santana's arms with both hands but Santana didn't bother listening to whatever Rachel is going to say.
She pushed her away from her and walked away.
It finally clicked to her: Rachel's sudden coldness, the uneasiness, Rachel's defensiveness earlier, she thought it was just the fact that her girlfriend didn't like Lady Di, but now she knows that it was that particular topic: cheating. Rachel was the girlfriend and she was the dense 'boyfriend'.
She was indeed, stupid, she thought to herself.
'Hey, listeners. How have you been yesterday? Especially those who was flooded?'
Lady Di's voice woke Santana up. It was not an everyday thing, especially because Santana wakes up early for work. It was a great change though. There's just something interesting about the way the DJ speaks.
'What flood? Where the heck have you been yesterday, that you said it had a storm?' Sugar asked.
'Oh! Wherever I was, it really flooded there.' She paused. 'It flooded with tears.' If she was still sad, it didn't show. 'This is Lady Di, and in love…yes, only in love am I truly stupid...' She said bluntly in a joking manner. But she thought it was true though.
Sugar laughed and so did the blonde
Lady Di's laugh has always been so beautiful for Santana's ears. It's different in a good way. She liked it.
'And of course who's always saying, 'If my crush would ever chase me, I'd run slow-ly. But my advice: if your crush ever chase you, run to you room.' 'then she laughed again. 'And you're still tuned in, here in the number one radio station Love Radio.'
Santana lied down for a few more minutes just listening to Love Radio. She also took the time to text Will that she can't come to work today. Will quickly replied that it's okay, and told her to make sure that she's okay.
A few more minute and Santana grabbed her laptop. Logging in her Chumster profile, that she haven't checked since she and Rachel became exclusive.
'Sugar,if you haven't asked yet, although my heart is wrecked my face is still beautiful, you know that. So let me beautify your mornings ' Lady Di bragged dramatically.
Santana smiled because she just saw a picture of Mercedes, a famous TV host, and Lady Di, or should she say Quinn? She is indeed beautiful. Mercedes Jones have a lot of pictures that include Lady Di so they must be close, and since Mercedes and her are friends in Chumster, an idea played on her mind.
'So Lady Di, what's this stupidity level 5 that you have mentioned earlier?' Sugar asked casually.
'Dear Sugar, don't ask, you might not handle it.' She pointed to herself as if her listeners can see her. 'I , myself, almost couldn't handle it.' She said lightly and lively. 'It wasn't just level 5 of stupidity, it was more like…' she thought about it for a second, "level 9.5"
Both DJ's laughed again.
'I don't know.' Lady Di sighed. 'I'm already 29 but I'm still stupid, I thought there was an age limit of age 23 until you have to retire. I'm over aged.' She joked.
'And because of that, this song is for you.' Sugar took that opportunity to play a song, 'for stupid people, for people who are stupid when it comes to love.'
The next day, Quinn received a call from friend Mercedes Jones. "Hey QueenBee." Cedes greeted.
"Cedes! How's life treating you?" Quinn asked.
"Aw, it's been honestly good." She answered. "You?"
The blonde sighed. "You know. The usual, life's a bitch."
Mercedes just laughed it off. "Anyways…"
Quinn knows that sound, her friend wants a favor, little did she know, it would be much favorable for her.
"So here's the deal, you have a super fan, that was asking if she could get your number." Mercedes hoped for a positive answer for a brief moment.
"Sure. Yeah. You could give her my number." Quinn replied casually. It's couldn't be that big of a deal so she immediately agreed. "That's actually good to know."
"Her name is Santana." Mercedes happily stated. "Oh, Quinn, she's really nice. I'm sure you'd like her." Quinn just rolled her eyes. "But if things go wrong don't blame me." Mercedes joked. "Kidding. I'm sure you'd make a great couple though. Whatever."
It actually made Quinn laugh. "Yeah. Will do." Quinn was planning to just go with the flow. It didn't really stayed in her mind for so long.
She received a text from Santana the same day. But the blonde didn't reply. She didn't find any impact in the text. Maybe it was because she was still bitter from her past failed relationship or maybe the text wasn't so interesting, she couldn't really remember.
Santana, like the person that she is, didn't give up that easily, she continued texting her favorite DJ. She has been texting her day and night for almost a month now.
'Ooooh, I like this.' Lady Di stated. 'Someone said they'd bring me coffee today.' Of course she didn't decline, it's free coffee. 'I'd like that since the coffee I'm drinking today doesn't taste so good.'
'Maybe the person who made that coffee has a grudge on you.' Sugar said playfully.
'My personal assistant made it,' she replied. 'Hey, girl, if you're mad at me just tell me...' Lady Di stated with conviction directed to her assistant. Paused, then 'I'd apologize.' She said softly then laughed with Sugar.
Quinn excitedly rummaged her bag for her make-up, and applied it on her face.
"It's just 8 in the morning, and you're applying make-up?' Sugar questioned with an eyebrow raised.
"She's coming!" Quinn stated with undeniable excitement. "The one that always send me quotes that I read here every morning."
"Santana?" Sugar asked with eager. She wanted to see the person behind her friend's contagious smile these days. Quinn told her that she hasn't seen her yet so both of them were really intrigued who Santana is, what she looks like too, of course. You really can't blame the girl for being curious what Santana looks like. Looks draws people together and then personality is what pulls people to fall in love. That's human nature; Sugar guessed.
It's kind of short, I know...anyways...
So this is meant to be a two shot…if not, a three shot.
But that's about it.
Reviews would be nice. Comments would be really appreciated.
Thank you for reading!