The first thing Santana noticed when she woke up was a stabbing pain in her stomach.
"Great" Santana though "Just great."
She was going to have a really long day today, she had school, practice with the Glee Club, practice with the Cheerios and most important, she was going to stay at Brittany's house tonight, she had to be okay.
The first class she had that day was spanish with Mr Schue, she was glad it was a not so awful teacher.
But concentrating on the class wasn't easy since the pain was gradually becoming worse.
She was like this basically all day, the pain would only increase.
"You shouldn't go to the Cheerios practice today" Said Brittany.
"Sue is going to kill me if i don't go"
"But you don't feel well"
"I'm fine, it hurts a little, but it'll go away" Said Santana, trying to convince not only Brittany, but herself.
"Okay" Said Brittany, not quite sure if she believed Santana or not.
In the Glee club practice Santana seemed fine, maybe she was right and Brittany was worrying about nothing, but there was nothing she hated the most than seeing Santana in pain.
But at the Cheerios practice the pain in Santana's stomach struck again, maybe going to the practice wasn't the best idea.
"San, do you want us to stay home instead of going out tonight?" Asked Brittany.
Santana nodded.
She wasn't sure how she made it for the rest of the practice but after that, she and Brittany were finally ready to go home.
"My parent's won't be home until after 10 pm. Do you want to eat pizza?"
"I'm sorry Britt, but i'm not really hungry."
"You still don't feel good?"
Santana just nodded.
"Come here, lay down on the bed. Do you need me to get you something?"
"No, it's ok. Can you lay here with me, please?"
"Of course i can, Sany!"
She laid facing Santana.
"Santana you are hot"
"Thanks Britt" She mumbled.
"No, i mean, yes you are hot and beautiful, and everything, but i think you have a fever"
"I'm okay."
"You aren't."
"Yes i am."
Suddenly Santana felt the urge to puke, she luckily made it to the bathroom.
Brittany followed her, rubbing circles in her back and holding her hair.
"Did you finish?"
"I think so. I'm sorry"
"Why?"
"I ruined our night."
"You didn't! And it's not your fault."
"Yes i did. Gosh, my stomach hurts really bad."
"I can tell my mom to get you some pain killers from the pharmacy if you want."
"No, don't worry her, i'm okay."
"Do you want to go to bed? Maybe if you get some sleep you'll feel better."
Santana nodded and Brittany help her to get to the bed, maybe she was right, sleeping will make her feel better.
After a couple of hours, when the pain stopped a little, Santana fell asleep but in the middle of the night a horrible pain in her abdomen woke her up. She started crying from the pain which only made it worse, definitely something was wrong.
"Britt. Britt" She said shaking the blonde's shoulders. "Britt, wake up."
"What? Why are you crying? What's wrong?"
Santana had now both her arms around her abdomen, she could barely talk from the pain.
"My... Stom... It... It hurts"
"Shh, shh, Santana calm down. It's okay, it's okay" Said the blonde. "Mom! MOM! MOM, COME HERE!"
"What happened?" Asked Brittany's mother as she entered the room.
"I don't know, Santana doesn't feel any good." Said Brittany really concerned.
Santana was crying, trying to slow down her breathing.
"What's wrong with her?"
"I'm not sure, her tummy's been hurting all day."
"Okay, Santana, honey." Said Brittany's mom. "Can you tell me wich part of your tummy is hurting, please?"
Santana nodded. "It's ri... right... oww. Right he... here." Said Santana between sobs while pointing at the right side of her abdomen.
"Did you have appendicitis already?"
"No." Said Santana in a weakened voice.
"Okay, i'll call your mom and take you to the hospital. Yes? Brittany, prepare al her stuff, i'll go call her mother to tell her what's happening." She said as she left the room.
"It... It hurts rea... Really bad."
"I know, but you heard my mom, everything is going to be okay. Yes?"
Once they've got to the hospital, and after a couple of studies they decides that she had appendicitis and took Santana to surgery.
Her mother arrived soon and they told her everything that happened.
"The family of Santana Lopez?" Said the doctor.
"I'm her mother, how is she? How was the surgery? Is she fine?" She asked really worried about her daughter.
"She is fine, we did the surgery just in time. A couple of minutes more and her appendix would have exploded."
"Can we see her?" Asked Brittany.
"She still sleeping, but you can go."
"Great!" Said Brittany.
A week passed by until Santana came back to school. Brittany had seen her everyday.
"You're okay San?"
"I'm great! Thank you for always taking care of me!"