A/N: After some consideration, I have decided on what my next and longest fic will be about. Thank you to Catlover10808 for the idea for my new fic.

Summary: After Santana is turned down by Brittany for Artie, her parents present some shocking news. They are moving to Rosewood, Pennsylvania! Santana is shocked by the news and becomes a recluse until she meets Emily. The new light in her dark life.

Rating: M for upcoming chapters

Thoughts are in italics. Speech is in quotation marks. Texts are in bold.

3rd Person & Santana's thoughts

Santana entered her rom, slamming the door and throwing herself on her bed. Worst… day… ever. She burrowed her face in her pillows, trying to contain her sadness. She groaned when her phone buzzed. She lifted her face up and seeing three new texts from Brittany, mumbled, "Coja mi vida." before unlocking her phone and reading the texts.

Brittany- Hey San I really am sorry but I luv Artie 2.

Brittany- Forgive me?

Brittany- Plz? Lord T thinks you should

Santana couldn't help but laugh when she saw that Brittany had played the Lord Tubbington card.

Santana- I forgive you Britt-Britt, have fun with Artie.

Santana threw her phone across the room. She didn't deserve this. Sure, she was a bitch to almost everyone, okay everyone but Brittany and her mom, but still. She groaned and fell back into the pillows, letting the darkness overcome her senses. Her pillows still smelled of Brittany, as they had had a sleepover the night before. Santana smiled at the memory. Brittany had invited herself over, showing up at the door and unknowingly teasing Santana in her tantalizingly short shorts and very low cut top. Santana was sure that her mouth had been watering for the entire night. About halfway through their third movie, Santana had gotten bored and tackled Brittany, sending her back into the pillows.

A knock on the door pulled Santana out of her memories and she snarled, jumping up off the bed and throwing open the door. Her mother stood in the doorway. "Santana," she said, "Your father and I need to talk to you." Santana growled and followed her mother out into the living room, sitting in a chair opposite from where her mother had taken a seat next to her father. Well this should be good. Her father sighed before saying, "Mija, I have gotten a new job." Santana was shocked at the news interrupting her father, "Papá that's great!" She was about to hug her father, but the solemn expression on her parents' faces held her back. Her father continued, "My new job is… well, it's in Rosewood… Pennsylvania."

Santana's door slammed and the next thing she knew she was jumping out of her window, running off into the pitch black of the night. Her feet slapped the pavement, the cold rain stinging and pelting her bare arms. She could care less the pain in her heart was blocking everything else out. Hell, if she were shanked a billion times she wouldn't feel it. All she could think about was leaving. Moving away. Away from her friends. Her school. Her Brittany. She finally knew where she was going as she spotted Brittany's house amongst the lights that were piercing through the dark and cold night. Part of her feeling came back and she looked down at her hand, she had been clenching something in it so hard that her nails had drawn blood where they touched her skin.

Unlocking the phone in her hand she shakily typed a text.

Santana- Britt

Santana- Are you awakes?

Brittany- Hey what is it?

Santana's heart leapt when she saw that Brittany was awake, and that she had responded.

Santana- I'm outside your house. It's raining. Please come get me.

A moment later Brittany opened her door, a concerned expression on her face. "Santana… are you there?" she said and Santana stood from where she had sunken to the ground. Tears and rain streaming down her face. Brittany ran over, enveloping Santana in a hug. She hugged the shivering Latina, stroking her back. "Shhhh San... it's okay. It's okay," she said, trying to walk inside, the sobbing Latina leaning against her for support. When she finally managed to drag the Latina inside she put her hand under the girls chin and tilted her face up to meet Santana's eyes with her own. "San," she said, "We need to go up to my room." The Latina nodded and allowed herself to be tugged up the stairs by the taller blond. They entered her room and the brunette finally released the blond, walking over to the bed and flopping down onto it.

Brittany walked over and sat up against the headboard, pulling the Latina up next to her, playing with her hair. When Santana could finally get a grip on her mind and make full sentences she said, "Britt… I'm… I'm moving… to Rosewood… Pennsylvania." Brittany's stopped comforting the Latina, shocked. A tray tear fell from her eye and Santana looked up, using her thumb to wipe away the tear. Her thumb stayed there, stroking Brittany's cheek. Santana moved up, capturing the blonde's lips and kissed the blond slowly. She pulled away immediately, "Brittany. I'm so- I'm so sorry," she sobbed. Brittany shook her head, "It's okay. I understand San," she said, pulling the Latina into another hug.

A/N: Okay, so first chapter is up. What POV should I do for the second chapter? I will take the first suggestion given! Once again, thank you to Catlover10808 for the story idea!