There was a running of water and lockers being slammed shut. The blonde slowly slid off her cheerios uniform and stepped into the showers letting the water run down her body. She let out a deep sigh as she thought about the fight she and Sam had gotten into.

[Flasback}

Sam was angry at Quinn.

She was backed up against the wall eyes filled with tears. "Why did you do it Quinn?" He yelled with anger in his voice. He slammed his fist on the locker right by her making her jump. She shook her head tears flying down her face. "It wasn't like that Sam! She kissed ME!" Quinn sobbed, trying to make him understand. Sam glared at her with hurt in his eyes. "You sure as hell didn't stop her! I saw you Quinn, you kissed her back!" He yelled with an accusing tone.

She put a hand on his shoulder sobbing but he shook it off. "Just stop it Quinn..." Sam said not looking at trembled her lips quivering. "S-s-sam, please...it wasn't like that!" She yelled. He looked at her shaking his head. "Tell me when you figure out who you really want." Sam stalked off still angry but upset at what had happened. Quinn was left to cry and she ran into the bathroom.Tears slid down her cheeks but she quickly wiped them away and began to wash up. She made herself relax while she her shower, stepping out wrapped in a towel.

The petite blonde made her way to her locker and slipped on her bra and underwear after drying off and putting her hair into a high ponytail. Slowly sliding her uniform back on and smoothing it down. Quinn closed her locker and felt someone wrapping their arms around her waist. She turned her head to see who it was and was startled as the latina kissed her. Her eyes fluttered a little as she found herself kissing Santana back. She realized what she was doing and pulled away. Santana frowned letting go of her. "Whats wrong Q?" She asked not knowing about the fight she and Sam had gotten into. Quinn sighed taking a seat on the bench, the confused latina taking a seat next to her. She raised her eyes slowly to Santana's. "Sam saw us...he saw you kiss me." She managed to get out.

Santana wrapped her arms around the stressed blonde. She was too upset to bother shrugging the latina's arms off her. Santana sighed. "Forget about him Quinny, he's just a stupid boy." The latina whispered in her ear sending a shiver through the blondes body.

Quinn let out a shaky laugh. "I happen to lovethat stupid boy Sanny." She mumbled trying to push their fight out of her mind. Santana frowned again noticing her friends discomfort. "Q, really he's not worth it. You deserve better then trouty mouth." She said making Quinn giggle a little at the latina's nickname for her boyfriend. Santana smiled happy that she made Quinn laugh. She glanced at the dark brunette raising her eyebrows. "And you're saying that your that person Sanny?" She asked quietly avoiding her eyes. Santana's eyes had a huge effect on her and she couldn't risk it.

Santana laughed making Quinn blush. The sound of her laugh was light and flirty. "Of course I am Quinny, I'm perfect for you. Besides, why wouldn't wants on this?" She said being her usual cocky self.

Quinn rolled her eyes slightly as Santana was being, well, Santana. "Well you know I care about you Sanny, I just don't know if I can do this." The blonde sighed chewing her bottom cheek softly.

Santana stood up pulling Quinn up with her. "Alright blondie, enough of the negatism. We're going out and you're going to forget about this and have fun tonight, got it?" She said firmly, and Quinn knew better then to argue with Santana.

She put on a bright smile and Santana grinned. "Good girl, now lets go." The latina dragged Quinn out of the locker room leading her to her car. Quinn got in throwing her bag in the back. Santana got in and drove to the mall.

{Later That Day}

Santana got home after dropping Quinn off at home. She was smiling glad she had managed to get the girl to smile again.

She walked inside setting her bag on the couch with a sigh.

She was greeted by a punch to the head.

The latina stumbled in pain holding her head. Her father stood glaring at her. "Where have you been?" He demanded looking at his daughter in disgust.

Santana straightened up shaking it off. "I was at the mall with Quinn." She said heatedly. Her mother slapped her with force snapping her head to the other side. "Don't you dare talk to your father in that tone!" Her mother spat. But the latina refused to be weak.

"Don't lie to us! We know you were at some boys house!" Her father yelled.

"You know nothing! I had cheerio's practice and then I took Q to the mall to cheer her up!" Santana yelled at them angry.

Her father hit her again leaving a bruise on her side.

(Thats all I have at the moment still writing the story please give me some feedback! And I put this up like I told you I would Rach! :) )

[Here's a little bit more its not much, but its something!]

Santana held her side glaring at her father.

"You're a worthless excuse for a daughter!" He spat at her feet. The latina did her best to stay strong, willing the tears to stay away. "You...are the worst parents anyone could have!" Santana yelled angrily a tear slipping from the corner of her eye.

Her father hit her in the stomach hard making her double over in pain. She held her stomach in pain.

"Just get out of our sight!" Her mother said with disgust.

Santana ran up the stairs to her room slamming and locking the door.

Tears streamed down her face as she shakily dialed her best friends number.

Brittany was just sitting on her bed doing nothing when her phone rang.

Her eyes lit up when she saw the name on the caller I.D.

The blonde picked up excitedly. "Hey Sanny!" She said happily.

There was silence and then a sobbing sound.

"San?" Brittany asked frowning.

"B-B-Britt..c-can I come over please?" The latina begged through her tears.

Brittany frowned, she hated when her best friend was hurting. And she had a feeling she knew what had happened. She wished she could just take her away from that horrible place. "Of course you can Sanny...do you want to stay the night?" She asked hoping she would say yes. She couldn't bear to think of Santana spending another night in that horrible place.

Santana nodded as tears streamed down her face. "Y-yes, p-please can I?" She added as she wiped her eyes and started to pack a bag with clothes and tolietries.

Brittany smiled glad that she had said yes, then remembered the latina couldn't see her. "Of course you can San, you know my parents love you." She said, you could practically hear her beaming though the phone.