Italics - No one's P.o.v
Bold - Rachel's P.o.v
Bold/Italics - Puck's P.o.v
To Fix A Broken Heart
Santana walked downstairs after finishing her homework. Her parents would be home soon from work, she was about to walk into the kitchen to start dinner when there was a knock on the door.
She opened the door to see her childhood best friend who'd moved to New York 4 years ago, just before they were about to started high school.
"Rachel?, what the heck are you doing here?, in Lima?" Santana asked, shocked
I looked up at my childhood best friend when she spoke, I tried not to cry as I spoke but my voice cracked and a tear fell down my cheek.
"Hi Tana" Rachel whispered, wiping her tear away
"Rach, are...are you ok?" She asked concerned
"I'm sorry, I didn't know where else to go" whispering quietly as she looked at her as she cried
Santana could tell by the quietness in her best friends voice and the fact that she's came all the way here from New York that something wasn't right. She opened the door wider to let her in.
"Come in Rach" Santana said, leading her into the kitchen, pouring them a glass of water.
I followed Santana into the kitchen quietly, not looking around at anything. I stood there silently until she handed me a glass of water.
"Thank you tana" Rachel mumbled,sitting down at the table
"Rach, do you want to tell me why you're here, not that I'm not happy to see you but you're crying and well I know you well to know that something isn't right" Santana asked her best friend as she sat down next to her at the table.
"I-I ran away" Rachel mumbled so quietly that hardly anyone would have heard it
"You what?, honey why would you do that?, you tell me everyday on the phone that you love New York?" She asked looking at her confused
Santana wasn't ready for what her best friend was about to say all she could think about was how she thought Rachel loved her new life in New York.
"They started to hit me tana, I didn't know what I did to make them start but after the first time, they continued to hit me and hard, I couldn't take it any longer" The girl sniffed has she told her best friend why she ran away
"Oh my, Rach why didn't you tell me sooner?" feeling tears build in her eyes as Rachel told her everything.
"I didn't know how, it was after we came off the phone on Monday that I decided I had to leave, get away from them. So I planned it out and packed some stuff, I was going to leave tomorrow but last night it seemed to get worse. After it happened they went to bed, I climbed out my window down the fire escape and" she brought her hand up and wiped her tears away, looking away from Santana.
Santana took Rachel's hand and squeezed it softly, while wiping away her own tears.
"Take your time sweetie, you can always tell me the rest later if you want to lie down for a while" offering her bed to Rachel
I smiled softly when Santana took my hand, I shook my head looking at her.
"No, I need to tell you it all now, you're my best friend tana, I need to tell you" Rachel whispered
"Ok Rach, if you need to stop you can" Squeezing her hand softly again.
"I knocked on our downstairs neighbours window,who I'd confided in about all the abuse, she gave me her car - just like that and told me 'get as far away from here as you can dear, call me when you're safe and settled' she was like my grandmother in some ways. I got in the car with no clothes and no ideas of where I was going to go. I just started driving and I ended up here" sniffs a bit louder, looking over at Santana "I just want my old life back, tana the one before New York, what am I going to do?"
"You're going to stay here with me and my family, you're not going anywhere. Why don't you go nap, you must be exhausted from driving all night" Santana said, hoping she'd take up the idea of sleep.
I nodded my head at Santana not being able to say anything apart from mumbling "thank you tana" to her before walking upstairs to Santana's bedroom.
Santana sat in the kitchen shocked of what her best friend had just told her, she started to cry even more when she heard Rachel sobbing upstairs, placing her head in her hands, crying.
That's how Santana's parents found her when they came home from work.
"San, sweetie what's wrong?, what's happened?" Her dad asked her, placing his hand on her back
"Daddy, it's Rachie" Santana cried as she looked at her parents.
"Rachie, as in your best friend that moved? San what's happened to her?" Praying that his daughter doesn't tell them that the girl who has always been like another daughter wasn't dead.
"She's upstairs asleep in my room, I was about to make our dinner when the door went. Daddy, Mummy she ran away from New York, she didn't know where to go" Sniffs, looking at her parents.
"She's ran away from home?, Oh I better phone Leroy and Hiram and let them know she's here" Santana's mum said and went to get the house phone.
"NO!, mummy you can't - you can't tell them, she wasn't safe with them" Crying as she begged her mum.
Santana began to repeat the story Rachel had just told her to her parents and they reacted the same way she had. It was the first time she'd seen her dad cry.
I had just woke up when I heard Santana shout "NO", I panicked and stood up, walking down the stairs quietly hearing Santana telling her parents why I ran away.
"Jess,Jack" Whispering quietly but loud enough for them to hear from behind them
"Oh my sweet baby girl, come here and give me a hug" Jack said opening his arms for her.
Rachel rushed into Jacks open arms and began to cry into his chest. Jack whispered comforting words into her ear to calm her down.
For the rest of that night the four of them sat down and spoke about what they were going to do. They decided to wait until tomorrow to call the Police and Social Services.
Rachel and Santana were now lying in Santana's bed, about to go to sleep that night when Rachel spoke.
"Thank you for everything you've done for me today. I love you tana, you're my best friend" Rachel squeezed Santana's hand gently.
"You never have to thank me Rach, you're my best friend, my sister. I love you and I'll do anything to protect you from everything" Smiling at her best friend.
The two girls fell asleep holding each others hands that night facing each other.