Surprise update! enjoy.
PS: Updates are usually on Fridays.
Santana's POV.
It's a Saturday afternoon, Brittany and I are in my room watching peter pan, britt is obsessed with Disney Pixar movies, and for some reason I find it extremely adorable, snap out of it lopez, its not going to happen! She's not into you like that
"San" Brittany shakes me lightly brining me out of my thoughts.
"Yeah?".
"I want ice cream" she says while giving me her best pout knowing I can't resist it.
"Alright, ill be right back" I say while attempting to stand up but my knees felt weak and I ended up falling on my butt "ow" I fake hurt.
"oh my god, Santana are you okay?" she asks while laughing .
"yep, ill get the ice cream".
Brittany's POV.
Ugh, just the way she moves, just the way she smiles, the way her nose scrunches up when shes thinking deeply, she drives me crazy, and it hurts I have to hide a lot from her,
Flashback.
I was sitting in my room by the window relaxed, until I saw him, he ran up the house, and banged on my locked bedroom door
"OPEN UP YOU BITCH BEFORE I BREAK IT OPEN" he yells from the other side of the door, I slowly stand up and open the door and before I could run away I was met with a hard punch across my face, he pins me to the wall and starts hitting me over and over again, all over my body
"please.. please stop" I begged tears rolling down my face
"shut up!" he grabs the pocket knife from his pocket that he always keeps and he sliced my stomach 2 times, I yelled out in pain and fell to the ground clutching my stomach as silent tears streamed down my face.
"Britt" Santana calls while holding two tubs of ice cream " I got the ice cream"
"thanks" I say while reaching up to take one of the tubs and spoons, as my sleeve fell a little , I hope she doesn't notice I pray to myself as I quickly cover my arms
"Everything alright britt?" she asks concerned
"yeah, why wouldn't it be" I say as I master the best fake smile I could do
"alright then" I could tell she still had her doubts but I can't tell her, only worse will happen
Monday.
Santana's POV.
I haven't see Brittany since Saturday and im worried about her, she texted me an hour ago telling me that I don't have to wait for her for school, now something Is seriously going on because she never tells me that, I reach the schools doors and enter, when the bell rang I went off to my first period which was Spanish, Brittany and I have Spanish together, but she hasn't shown up yet, that's weird, by the time I had glee club, which was after lunch, I got a text from Brittany, I hoped it would explain something but it didn't, it just said a simple; sorry L, all throughout glee practice I wondered what it meant
"Santana everything alright? You haven't laid one insult on any of us since you got here"
"huh..? yeah im find hobbit, ge out of my face" with that I went out of the room, heading to cheerios practice, the coach told us to hit the showers, but one by one for some weird inspection she had to make
As I enter the bathroom I hear the water running, but im the first one who got to hit the showers, I walk by the water to see who is betraying the coach's rules, and there I find someone id never expect to find in this state, Brittany.
"oh my God, britt" I barely whisper as I kneel down beside her and look at the blood coming out of her arms, she tenses up, and tries to run away but I grab her, sit her down on the chairs and lock the door, "britt." She runs to me and hugs me tighter than she has ever hugged me, sobbing uncontrollably
"San.. im.. sorry" she says between gasps .
"britt, why?" I ask after a few mins of trying to calm her down, which wears off after a few seconds of the question, and she starts sobbing again, I imminently tear off my jacket and wrap it around the bleeding, and hug her tightly . "san.. he.. he's the reason" she says between gasps and continues to cry
"who?" I ask, but she just shakes her head "okay, calm down britt, I've got you. Shh.."
A bit of a cliffhanger eh? sorry its short, Next chapter might be delayed or on Friday, depending on my exam schedule, suggest, comment, and stuff