Lima
To say that the situation was tense between them over the next couple of weeks would be an understatement. Thankfully, Berry had taken a break from tradition and not immediately pulled her into a long discussion about it. Santana couldn't help but feel grateful...and a little confused.
Truthfully she didn't know what to think. She couldn't help but have these feelings for Rachel (believe her, she had tried) but she had long since made peace with it and buried them. Or at least she thought she had. But then after that night at Nationals...well, let's just say that her thoughts were now resembling the Evil Dead.
She groaned and rolled over in her bed. She didn't even know how she had ended up in Berry's room that night. Why hadn't she been with Britt? Fuck, why wasn't she with Britt now? Oh, yeah. Britt was off helping out Lady Hummel's dad with something, which...don't even. Everyone had gone beyond sappy this last week. God, it was like they were all drowning in a sea of Pink Lemonade. Seriously, her face hurt from smiling all week. Alright, she could admit she was happy for these douchebags really, but it was exhausting. With all the smiling. And the being happy. And the hugging. And all their dreams coming true while she was heading to KenFucky.
Seriously.
Surely she should be heading somewhere as cool and interesting as she was, not Hicksville.
Somewhere like New York.
Where Berry was going.
Not the point.
Really not the point.
"Urgh, what is wrong with you?" She growled, burying her face in the pillow.
When Quinn had told her in the bathroom that she thought Rachel and Finn were meant to be Rachel was not sure why she had deflected the conversation onto Quinn and Puck. She had waited such a long time for Quinn's acceptance so why had she just brushed it off?
Her head was in such a mess since she got back from Nationals. This was her last few weeks of high school, she should be happy and excited and walking through the hallways belting out showtunes at the top of her lungs. Instead she was panicking about whether or not she, Finn and Kurt were going to make it to New York and...wedding stuff.
Wedding stuff.
God, when had it turned into "wedding stuff"? This was supposed to be preparation for the happiest day of her life, not "stuff".
God, what was wrong with her?
When she found out Brittany was not going to college it only made her even more convinced that going to Kentucky was not what she wanted. But then, when her mom gave her the money and told her to go to New York…
At first Santana was really excited. She really wanted to talk to Rachel and Kurt about it all. Not that she would live with them or anything. God, no. This was the start for her. She didn't want to tie herself to Lady and the Tiny Tramp and ruin her chance before it even began. Probably.
But then all the drama happened. Kurt and Staypuft didn't get in and then Rachel...
She didn't say goodbye. She didn't even look at her.
So she just stood back as her stupid train pulled out and took her off to her new life in New York.
Santana couldn't even bring herself to wave.