Sitting there listening to everyone argue as once again Rachel Berry got another solo like she always does. She didn't care anymore; what was the point of arguing about it anyway. She was still going to get it. Looking at the clock it was now time to leave as she quickly grabbed her bag and headed out the room avoiding any chance of being called and aimed straight to her locker. Of course by her leaving without being dismissed everyone just and seemed the same that she was either a bitch, rude or Satan. They couldn't understand that Santana was just tired of doing the same thing in and out over and over again. Tomorrow was regionals and she just wanted it to be done with and hopefully make it to nationals and after nationals make it to whatever else there was. Grabbing the last of her books Santana quickly drove home and entered inside the house only to stop in the middle of her tracks seeing her father home drunk on the couch laughing at some telenovela that was miraculously funny. "dad I'm home" quickly heading upstairs to her room the sound of laughter filled the house as the sigh of relief took over her. Quickly doing her homework and listening to her music on her phone it was finally ten at night. She didn't realize how late it was and quickly put her books back in her bag and went to bed trying to fall asleep. Minutes passed as she was slowly drifting into slumber she heard the door open leaving a small squeak and her eyes widened in horror. "I hope you're not sleeping." the slur of his voice terrified her as she felt her bed dip. Closing her eyes tightly hoping for a miracle he would believe she is sleeping and leave her alone but that didn't matter to him. She felt his hand slowly touch her knee and risked up to her head pulling her hair aside. "you look just like your mother." he whispered in her ear as the smell of alcohol entered through her nostrils like Vicks. Removing her sheet from her he laid behind her as tears began to form in her eyes.
Quickly trying to jump out of her bed she was quickly grabbed and thrown back on the bed "DON'T RUNAWAY FROM ME." she crawl to the corner of her bed quickly trying to hold herself in a ball resting her head on her knees shaking in fear she heard the sound of a belt buckle being loosen and the sound of a zipper being pulled.
"please don't" she begged in tears as she felt a hand on her ankle and she was quickly pulled to the center of the bed with her father towering over her.
"you look so beautiful." his slur was lazy as his hand slowly went under her shirt. Caressing her left breast slowly over her bra.
"Please stop." Santana whimpered as he smiled at her and went under her bra pinching her nipple.
"your such a good girl." he cooed as the other hand slowly reached inside her sweat pants rubbing over her panties. Santana felt paralyzed as he touched her; lifting up her shirt and pushing her bra up letting loose of her breast he quickly sucked roughly as Santana squirmed. She couldn't understand why this was happening to her, why was her very own father doing this to her. She wanted to die but then again she was afraid to die. Turning her head away she made herself feel numb that night promising herself she was going to die.
Sitting in the tub she let the hot water burn her skin in hope of sanitizing her body. Making sure she took the after pill and was glad she was on birth control she was avoiding every possibility of getting pregnant since she knew there was no way he used protection. Quickly getting dressed and stashing a few clothes she quickly left without making a sound and got in her car and drove to the school building. Turning off the ignition she got in the back seat and went to sleep.
Nothing was going according to plan. Santana couldn't take it anymore; everyone was freaking out about the choirs they were up against and the warblers they knew they weren't going to win. Just waiting for announcement drove her crazy but this was the moment she was going to say goodbye. Standing on the stage with her group smiling out to the crowd waiting for the host to open the envelope she was shocked. "and the winner is The Warblers." everyone shouted as she smiled slightly and clapped her hands for the winners and slowly made her way off stage with the others after congratulating Dalton Academy choir for their win. Feeling like a failure to her team Santana made her way out the building with her bag in hand and walked to her car putting her things in her trunk.
"Santana." jumping out of fear she quickly turned around to see her father.