A/N: I know, I know. I'm terrible for not updating D: I just thought I'd post a drabble from a RP I did.
The Prompt: Choose a song relating to 'fearless' and write about your character in regards to it.
Song: Jessie J - Who You Are -If you don't know it; listen to it first :)
Santana had grown a lot since graduating WMHS. She was no longer in fear of the truth coming out; no longer pretending to be something she wasn't. She was an out and proud Latina woman. No more sleeping with men to try and prove she could feel something, no more tearing people down to keep the spotlight far from her own skeletons. Santana could finally; just be.
When someone thought of Santana; the first word that came to mind was usually bitch. Sure, she definitely had a major bitch element but it hurt that that was ALL people saw in her. Especially when some of those people were considered friends. She'd been working hard since graduation to tear down some of the walls she'd built so highly around her. She could only hope that eventually they'd realise it was merely a coping mechanism.
She couldn't have been strong or brave like Kurt. She couldn't just say the words, be over it and carry on running the school. She had so much to lose.
In the end; everything she'd ever feared seemed to be all blown out of proportion. She hadn't been beaten up, bullied or taunted. She hadn't been thrown out or disowned; at least not by anyone other than her Abuela.
Santana couldn't let that stop her. She had to keep striving to achieve everything she'd always wanted; at the same time as re-finding the true Santana. The Santana you could trust with your deepest fears, the Santana that would leave everything at the drop of a hat to help a friend, the Santana that wasn't afraid to show affection for the ones she loved.
It wasn't going to be easy; that much she knew already. So many bridges had been burnt in her frantic need to push anyone and everyone away. But she had time; and time was a great healer. So she'd continue to prove to everyone, the world; her Abuela included that she wasn't the person they thought she was.
She wasn't Satan. She was Santana. And Santana had a lot of work to do.