Disclaimer: I don't own Glee or the songs/lyrics used in this work of fiction, I only love them maybe a little too much. And I also reworked the lyrics to better suit my needs, please do not sue me.
Even Satan Has A Soul
Ch. 1: Reality Bitch-Slap
I'm sitting in a chair that is the most uncomfortable thing I've ever laid my ass on but I don't feel it. I don't feel my rain-soaked dress causing shivers through my bones. I feel nothing, nothing but...hollow. There are sounds coming out of the doctor's mouth, noises from the hospital all around me, but they ricochet within me and are lost. Like a rock you throw down a dark pit to hear how far it goes but instead it just keeps falling.
"Santana!" I'm being shaken by Jake now, when did he get here?
"When did you get here?" He gives me a quick once over and takes off his leather jacket to wrap around my bare shoulders.
"Just now." He then turns to face the doctor that was speaking at me for the last couple minutes. "Hey Doc, I'm Santana's cousin. What's going on?"
"Well, I was just telling Santana that it would be best to go home and into some dry clothes, she could get extremely sick if she stays here like that any longer. Will you be able to take her home?" The guy's beeper starts to chime and he checks it briefly. "I need to get going."
He's about to leave but Jake grabs his arm. "What about Brittany? Is she ok?"
A frown passes over his features and a sigh escapes him. "All I can say at this time is that she is still with us but not out of the woods yet." With that he hurries to his next patient.
Jake looks down at his shoes, I can tell he is getting overwhelmed. Mi familia, we have so many feelings that we don't know how to express. "Come on Tana, let's go home." His eyes connect with mine in sadness and no more words are spoken that day.
It's a few hours later, almost morning, and I'm sitting on the bench swing in the backyard. My knees are hugged against my chest, chin resting on my arms, eyes staring at that damn white fence. I hate that fence. I'm not sure how it happened but I have a tune on repeat in my head. I take a deep breath and just let it out.
You took my hand and showed me how.
You promised me you'd be around.
Uh huh, that's right.
I took your words and I believed
In everything you said to me.
Yeah huh, that's right.
When someone said count your blessing now
'Fore they're long gone.
I guess I just didn't know how, I was all wrong.
They knew better, still you said forever and ever.
Who knew.
I couldn't continue, sobs wracked through my lungs making it impossible. I was too tired to fight it so I just let go, the rivers would eventually run dry, right?
The day I first saw her was my second day at school. It was my senior year and thanks to my adulterating whore father, Mami and I moved after the divorce to Bumfuck Alabama. Like really? Of all shit pits to go to this one took the poo. The reason we came here was because my Mami's only sibling had a farm out here. Yes, a farm.
So anyways, I was trying to get through lunch while avoiding all the hill billies when I hear my good-for-nothing cousin Puck singing and strumming his guitar.
Woke up on the right side of the bed.
What's up with this Prince song inside my head?
Hands up if you're down to get down tonight,
Cuz it's always a good time.
I smirked when remembering that it was Friday and Puck wanted to have a back to school party. In this small town any reason to get hammered was a good reason. I walked towards the music and crowds forming around him. Then out of nowhere a leggy blonde stands on the table beside him.
Good morning and goodnight.
I'll wake up in twilight.
It's gonna be alright.
We don't even have to try,
It's always a good time.
Damn, was she sexy. She looked just like every other Barbie from around here, but the way she danced and commanded that table top would put any seasoned stripper to shame. My blood started boiling and, at the time, I thought it was in jealousy. It's not everyday that I find someone better than me at something, but she clearly was, and I grew determined to best her some way else.
Whoa-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh-oh
It's always a good time.
Whoa-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh
We don't even have to try,
It's always a good time.
As she sang and danced my body naturally gravitated towards the spotlight, and before I knew it, she grabbed my hand and pulled me up with her. I was surprised to say the least, maybe she noticed the dirty glares I was shooting at her, but I refused to waste this opportunity. Still glaring at her, I showed my sultry dance moves off to the crowd and headed closer to Puck. He smiled in recognition of my competitiveness and we sang the next lines together.
Doesn't matter when, it's always a good time.
Doesn't matter when, it's always a good time.
Blondie sang back to us with an amused glint in her eyes that made me even more irritated. She even had the audacity to smile at me, who the hells does she think she is? Sooner rather than later I would have to give her a reality bitch-slap as to who she was messing with.
Doesn't matter when, it's always a good time then.
Everyone finishes off the song eventually but I don't take my eyes off her. Then I realize that I'm staring and shut that shit down, I'm Santana dammit! I'm the one that gets stared at, not the other way around. Around me the peons disperse to their next class and I can already feel the lusty looks towards me. Owning this school could be easier than I thought.
"My dear cousin Santana, you're coming to the party tonight, right? I can introduce you to all the hot babes." Puck, ever the sleaze, grins at me. I roll my eyes.
"Of course Fool, those hot babes will need to be rescued from you." He fakes a broken heart but knows I'm just playing, we have a brother sister type relationship.
"So I take it you're the infamous Santana that Puck has been gushing about?" Blonde cherry bomb finally speaks.
"The one and only." I give her the "I'm judging you" look and cross my arms. "And if he's been telling you about the razors in my hair and the switch I use as a nail file then infamous indeed." Despite the venom lacing my words, she still keeps that idiotic smile on.
"Well, nice to meet you Santana. I'm Brittany S. Peirce." She has her hand out as if expecting me to shake it, time to burst her bubble.
"Yeah no, I'm going to save you time and trouble right there. I'm not here to make friends and I definitely don't need ones of the Honey Boo Boo variety. I just want people to fear me, or want to fuck me cuz that's how power works and I'm all about having power. So you can take your feeble attempt at a friendship to the closest corner at midnight so a forty year old virgin can pay for it, that way you can get a head start on what I'm sure will be your future career."
Puck has his mouth open, catching flies, and the cowgirl looks like she's about to cry. Triumphant smirk in place, I am about to make my dramatic exit but am stopped by the sound of a loud smack. It takes me a second to process where it came from, then another second to comprehend that Bambi just slapped me. Oh hell to the no!
A/N: So that's the first chapter, please leave a review to help motivate me people!
Lyrics used:
"Who Knew" by P!nk and "It's Always A Good Time" by Owl City and Carly Rae Jepson