Ok, hey there! Now I know I've made an attempt at this before but I wasn't exactly committed. Now I'm not promising in going to now but, I will try. Now here we'll start in the middle of Quinn and Santana's senior year and i think thats what i'm going to do for this chapter. Beth was born. I do not own glee or the characters I will be using.

Santana's POV

She's different. Well actually we're both different now. Looking at her is so painful now. Every time I look at her I see someone I could've had. If I wasnt a coward. Someone I could help fix. If I wasn't a damn coward. I know I'm being selfish, but im scared of not being able to protect her when she isn't ready for all the hateful things idiots here have to say. I'm scared she'll leave when she's had enough. I can still remember the day I realized I was in deep trouble, and since then I've been trying to find a way out, but she always finds a way in. I'm scared to say it out aloud, but I can say it in the not so safe walls of my head. I'm in love with Quinn Fabray.

It was kindergarten. My papí and mamí had taken me to class early on the first day And I was excited because i would get to see my best bro again. When I entered the classroom mike was already in there on the alphabet rug. Although I already had friends in class, the thought of being away from my family for so many hours still scared me. The bell rang and students from the playground came in like wild animals and we all waited in line so that can assign us our seats. I remember praying to the unicorn and dinosaur gods that I could sit next to mike but it didn't work. I ended up sitting alone in the back of the class. But after a few minutes of sulking the door opened. I didn't pick my head up because I was still sad that I didn't have a partner, but then someone sat next to me. I looked up and that's when she stole my heart. Those beautiful hazel green eyes sparkled and took ahold of my soul, that toothy grin made my heart skip a beat and made me want to smile too.

By the time first grade came, Quinn and Mike got along perfectly and he even had a new friend named Kurt. Now if you asked me Kurt seemed a little girly but my parents always told me people are allowed to be who they want to be, and Quinn went by that saying too, just not for long. In second grade we had a winter showcase and that was the first time I really believed she was the most beautiful person in the world. Her dress was red and black and made her eyes shine like never before. We were walking around the playground since most of the grass had been covered in snow, but then Quinn ended up slipping and breaking her arm. That's when I realized I never wanted to let Quinn get hurt, so that I wouldnt have to ser her cry like that ever again. Everything was great for the next five years. We all grew closer than any of the other friends at our elementary and middle school. Sixth grade was pure fun and learning new things, but seventh grade changed us a lot.

Mike started hanging around puck and his friend Finn more, Kurt started to get picked on because he hadn't hit puberty yet, and Quinn was starting to act differently with me. She stopped holding my hand in school, she started making new friends, and she talked about boys a lot more than she usually did. Right before winter break a new girl came, Brittany. She was so nice but didn't exactly know a lot of facts. I showed her around the school and she held my hand because she was scared that a bad fairy was going to come after her. When I intorduced her to Quinn, Mike, and Kurt I had forgotten that she was still holding my hand. The fire in Quinn's eyes had scared me, but at the same time gave me an evil plan. I whispered into Brittany's ear of she could hold my hand for the rest of lunch and by the end of it, Quinn practically dragged me to our next class. Once school was out, we had our first argument. I was the one who broke first, pointing out every wrong thing she had been doing all year. Once it was off my chest I ran home. I was scared because she knew that I wasn't ok. She knew what was in my head.

I didnt go to school for the last week. I guess my mental thoughts had gotten the best of me and got me ill. I remember it was christmas eve and Quinn had yet to talk to me. I really thought I lost my best friend. It was about 5 in the afternoon and I was in the middle of watching The Nightmare Before Christmas. It was our tradition to sleep over at one or the others house and watch it on Christmas eve. I told my mother to go away but the door still opened no matter what I requested. Quinn came in holding a wrapped gift in her hand and sat next to me on the bed. She apologized and handed me the gift. When I opened it I found the hard copy of my favorite book, Home For Peculiar Children. She kept fidgeting with her coat and I knew something was wrong. I asked her and she told me she had her first kiss with Noah. I couldn't look at her when I asked her to leave. I couldn't look into those crying hazel eyes and tell her to leave. New Years Day Mike came over and we had our first kiss with each other at the par. It was awkward but I wanted Quinn to feel what I felt. And I knew she would know because she was right there, waiting for me out our tree watching Mike and I share our kiss at the swing set.

When we we went back to school she came up to my locker and waited for me to get my books. I let my hand dangle at my side like it normally did these past few months, but this time she took my hand and held it tight. When Mike passed by us I can swear she tried killing him with her eyes. And when brittany said hi to us, I can swear i could feel the jealousy raidiate off of her. This went on all year and in eight grade too.

To be continued... Haha I'll post the rest of this later tonight.