A/N: Hey guys, Oh my god. SO sorry that I haven't updated in like years :P I love you guys and hope you enjoy this next chapter. I lost contact with my partner in crime for this story so after the next chapter (already written just needs to be edited) I will start writing it on my own. I love you guys, wish me luck. 'Red'
Santana listens to Lily's one word descriptions of the rooms. "Bathroom." Lily says pointing to the bathroom. Santana frowns slightly and says, "You don't like me do you." "No, I'm sorry..." she admits. "Puck says I'm just not good around new people. Don't take it personally." Lily shot her a small smile. Santana nodded, "...Yeah. I'm not good around new people either." "Ya know, Pucks told me about you." "What does he say?" she asks curiously. "Good things. He missed you a lot." She said. "Can I be honest with you about something?"
"Yeah...'course." Santana says as they stop at the end of the hall. "Yeah...'course." Santana says as they stop at the end of the hall. "I don't like when people take Puck away from me. He's the only anchor I've got now and I don't want to lose him." She said honestly. Santana nodded understanding, "...I'm not going to take him away from you Lily." she said. "You say that now, but you're gonna run away together like Mike did..." Santana shook her head, "I'm not one to run away...I'm more of the type to yell until I get kicked out...but anyway, I don't think Puck would leave you" Lily smiled. "I really hope not."
They starting walking again and then they arrived at Pucks room. "This is pucks man cave. He doesn't really let people in beside Kurt, me and Finn." Santana nodded smirking slightly at the mention of Finn, "Finn come over a lot?" she asks. "I guess so, maybe a couple nights a week. He's a pretty cool guy. He's really nice to me, kind of gangling though." Lily said smirking. Santana chuckles, "Interesting." she says looking inside Puck's room. "Do you want to go in? I don't think he'd mind." "Na...I'm good...is there any spare blankets for me to sleep on the couch?" the Latina asks. "Yeah, let me grab some from my room." Lily walks into her room leaving Santana waiting in the hallway.
Santana waits for Lily to come back and wonders what was wrong with her when nobody wanted to adopt her. Lily peeks out the door and sees Santana in distress. "What's wrong?" Santana snaps out of it and looks at Lily, "Wha-? Nothing." "I know that look. I've bared it a lot. Talk to me" she pushed. Santana shrugged, "I really don't want to dump my shit on you Lily." Santana said then realized she swore, "Don't worry 'bout the language. You have to remember, I grew up with Puck as a brother." They both giggled. "You can tell me." "I know, but...I'd rather not." Santana said having a hard time trying to bring down her walls since she had been burned to many times. Lily gave in, "Alright well I can tell you'll be around a lot. You can always talk to me" She said. Santana nodded, "Thanks" Santana said. "No problem." They smiled and started to head back downstairs. Lily starts making the bed and Santana goes to find Noah.
Santana sees Puck texting someone, probably Finn, and reads over his shoulder, "Who ya texting?" "Just... Finn" he said hesitating at the name. "Can we talk in my room?" he asked. Santana nodded, "'course." she said smiling at Puck and walked to his room. She stood in his room and looked at Puck, "What's up...?" "I just wanted to talk about, well everything. Make sure there aren't any elephants in the room and stuff." he said. Santana bit her lip and shrugged; "uh...do you have any elephants?" she asks trying to direct her attention away from herself. "Doesn't everyone..." he said. He gave in and said. "I like-"
They both jumped as they heard a knock on the door. There stood Burt. "Night you guys, don't stay up to late and one of you, on the couch." "Got it" Puck replied. Santana nodded as Burt closed the door again, she turned back to puck, "You like...?" "Pie" he said a little too loudly, trying to remember why he was going to tell her in the first place. Santana rolled her eyes and said, "Right...Pie." she said sarcastically and sighed. Maybe it was okay to take one wall down at a time she thought and looked at Puck, "...Look Puck...I um...like girls..." she said biting her lip.
Puck broke out in laughter of relief. Santana narrowed her eyes and threw something at Puck, "Really?" she said misreading his laughter. "Oh god, no Santana! That's amazing. I like guys." he said dying down his laughter. Santana smiled slightly and pushed Puck playfully, "...Yeah...you're very subtle when you talk about Finn." The mood suddenly got solemn. "Yeah, that's a long story in and of itself." Puck said. Santana nodded sitting down next to him, "Well, I'm all ears." She said looking at Puck. "Well" he said quietly... "I'm in love with him and he's with that freak Berry..." He said.
Santana nodded, "Could she possibly be a beard?" "I don't know, I hope. But they've been together for almost a year." He said totally depressed. Santana frowned and said, "...sorry dude...but I have awesome gay-dar so I'll check him out on Monday." she said smiling slightly. "Thanks" he said frowning. Kurt knocked on the door and said, "Hey guys, I'm gonna watch The Producers, want to join?" Santana frowned slightly, "The producers?" she said having no idea what that was. Kurt snickered and responded, "Never mind."
Santana was sleeping on the couch, having nightmares. She ended up falling off the couch from tossing and turning. Puck being a light sleeper notices the thump and come to the rescue. "Santana, are you okay!?" Santana rubbed her head and nodded, "Y-Yeah..." she said sitting on the couch. "What happened? Another bad dream?" Remembering all those nights at the home creeping into her bed and calming her down. Santana sighed, "Yeah." she said frowning and rested her head back on the pillow. This nightmare was one that had happened in her former foster home. The guardians there were the drunken ones."Awh babe, what happened?" "It's nothing Puck." Santana said and turned to face the couch. "Oh come on, do you not trust me anymore?" Puck said sadly. Santana frowned and glanced at Puck, "Of course I do..." she said then sighed. "Look...my former foster home was...a lot worse than the one we were in." she said. Puck looks at the ground and says, "I'm really sorry. If I could go back and make Burt take us both." He said regretfully.
Santana sat up on the couch and looked at Puck, "It's not your fault Puck...I was a little brat when I was younger..." she said. "But you were the best little brat I could've ever asked for a best friend." He hugs her tightly. Santana smiles and hugs back, "Thanks..." Santana says and messes up his Mohawk. He laughs and says, "Come on, we're gonna snuggle in my room. Santana smiles and gives a fake groan, "Fiiine." she says standing up with Puck. They laugh all the way up the stairs and go towards his room.
Santana rubs her eyes, as she gets done washing the dishes. She throws the rag on the counter and is about to go upstairs. "Santana! Come up here for a minute!" Charlie Wilson yelled. Santana rolls her eyes and walks upstairs to where Charlie was yelling, "Yeah?" she asks emotionless. "What were you doing last night?" he asks maliciously. "I slept over at a friend's." Santana said. "You know you were supposed to clean the garage yesterday night." "Mary said I'd do double chores today..." "And have you done them yet? I don't pay for your food for you to sit around all day and read vogue or whatever you girls do nowadays." Charlie said exasperated. Santana stifled a sigh and said, "I just got finished with the dishes, and I was going to do the trash when you called me upstairs..." Santana said, and rolled her eyes a bit. "Well get on with it, we don't have ALL DAY." Santana nodded, "Yes sir." she said bitterly and started walking downstairs again.
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