Lima, Ohio
Rosa suddenly found herself pressed up against the walls of Santana's room, her widened green eyes fixed on the blazing cerulean in front of her. Kendall's hands were gripping the front of Rosa's tank top rather harshly; she winced as Kendall's nails dug deep and hard into her chest. Even though she's a bit taller than Kendall, Rosa is ver petite and weight about 100 lbs even while Kendall weights about 135 which is mostly muscle. Kendall's eyebrows were knitted together and her eyes were almost black with anger, her lips draw into a perfect snarl. Her pearly white teeth could practically be heard grounding together.
Honestly Rosa was afraid. No, afraid was an understatement she was terrified. She's seen what Kendall had done to that other girl from a shared photo on her Facebook page. She's much to pretty to end up looking like that. She softly wrapped her hands around Kendall's tiny muscular forearm, after a sharp tug Kendall choked on a sob and released her. Rosa placed her hands over the stinging marks and leans against the wall with a gasp of pain.
Kendall's eyes widen at what she had done, she's never put her hands on someone close to her before. She takes a step back, wincing when she hears the soft crunching of the photo album beneath her Prada sandals. She looks down, that damned woman and her fucking beautiful eyes are staring back at her, so are the big blues of the baby in her arms. She balls up her fists in anger, she wants answers and she wants them now.
"What the fuck is going on, Rosalinda?" Kendall almost yells. Rosa winces at the use of her full name; her emerald gaze casts downwards for a split second before locking back into the blue inferno.
Rosa is panicking; Santana had made her swear to never, ever, tell Kendall about the woman in the picture. Rosa had promised she'd never even speak of a blonde, but all promises are meant to be broken right? She sighs heavily; the house is so fucking cold now she can see her breath. She's freezing; she knows Kendall isn't because with all that anger, she might as well be in a sauna.
"What do you mean Ken?" Rosa asks carefully in her thick Jamaican tongue. She really hopes Santana comes home like right now, this way Kendall would turn all the questions and anger towards her mother. Shit, she's just the housekeeper she doesn't get paid enough to be harassed and nearly choked to death by her boss's daughter.
Kendall huffed loudly and knelt to pick up the silver disc and thrusts it into Rosa's face. "This is what I fucking mean Rosa. What the fuck is on this dvd and more importantly who is that blonde chick holding me in that damn photo?
Rosa sighs again; all these secrets will be the downfall of the family. She bites her lip for a split second before whispering "You must watch it first. Then I will tell you everything I know."
Kendall doesn't need to hear anymore, she's walking away before even Rosa blinks. Rosa winces again when Kendall bumps her shoulder roughly with hers before walking towards her room. Rosa stares at her back before crouching down and staring at the blonde's picture. She shakes her head, her curls falling into her eyes.
"I'm so sorry Ms. Pierce, but one of them was bound to find out sooner or later."
Los Angeles, CA
Brittany's pupils look like they're nonexistent with how wide her eyes are right now. The playfulness and joy in her face was gone, replaced by fear. Rachel had turned the show tune off and had her brown eyes fixed on the blue carpeted floor. Krista's eyes never left the picture. This woman is so fucking familiar; she's seen those eyes before. Her little sister is watching her with big golden eyes, her light brown curls falling into her face. She's so beautiful; she'll be heartbreaker when she's older.
No one's said anything. The only thing that was heard was the pounding of Brittany and Krista's heart. Krista is tired of the silence. "Mama, who is this? Why do I feel like I know her?Why is she looking at me like that?" Her voice cracks because she knows she knows this woman. It's on the tip of her tongue, but at the same time it's not. She's confused and with Carly staring at her with those same big eyes as the woman, it's really freaking her out.
Brittany still hasn't said anything and Rachel's eyes were still glued to floor. Krista's blue eyes dart back and forth between the two women, as if one of them is going to break any second. Brittany finally shrugs her shoulders in defeat. Her blue eyes snap towards her middle and youngest daughter.
"That isn't you." Brittany said with a trembling voice. "That's Kendall Lopez, your sister."
Kristy swore she heard the sound of glass breaking. It was inside her chest though, she felt her heart constrict tightly. Her eyes watered, but they didn't spill over her lids yet. Brittany looked at her youngest daughter with the same sad expression. "She's yours to pud." Carly didn't say anything; she just kept her eyes fixed on her older sister.
Krista looked as if she could break any second. Why would Brittany keep something this big from her? She had a sister this whole time? She's had a TWIN sister this whole time? Where has she been this whole time? Where is she now? Does she know about me? Krista's mind was all over the place.
"Is she alive?" Krista whispered. Maybe she died and Brittany didn't want her to be sad so she kept her death silent? That's right, right? It has to be.
Brittany tilted her head. "Yeah, she was fine when I last saw her." Which was over 15 years ago. "Why would you think she was dead?"
Kristy glanced up from her lap. "Well I thought that if she died you'd keep it a secret so it wouldn't haunt me for the rest of my life. If she's alive and well why keep something like this from me? Why would you keep something like this from us? Where is she now?"
Brittany looked into her middle child's beautiful baby blues; she saw pain, raw pain in her eyes. How would you feel if you've lived most of your life and then you're told you have a twin sister? Maybe you would be amazed or excited, but Krista's emotions are much different. She's a fragile girl; the tiniest crack can break her. Krista is emotionally unstable.
Brittany hoped she didn't damage her daughter too severely. She feels like the worst mom in the world. She gestured to the iPhone in Krista's hands. "She's with the woman in the picture."
Kristy looked began scrolling through the other pictures. It was full of pictures of the woman and the baby, one in particular caught her eye. It was a beautiful picture. The tan skinned woman was lying on her back with a sleeveless shirt on, it showed her many tattoos. Her long almost jet black hair was pushed back from her gorgeous face, a single dimple on her left cheek making her look youthful and innocent. A beautiful, tiny, blue eyed baby girl was reaching for her face while she lay on the woman's stomach. The baby's dimples out shined the woman's as she gave a big a heart clenching smile.
Kristy smiled a little bit as her eyes landed on another picture. This time the woman was sitting cross legged on the floor, an Xbox controller in her hands and her cheek pressed against her shoulder as it held the phone to her ear. Krista saw that both her and her sister where in that picture. They were both in her lap, Krista could tell who was who by looking at their chests. A silver moon necklace was around Krista's neck while a silver sun necklace was around Kendall's.
She scrolled some more. Another picture was of the woman standing in front of a silver tombstone, a black haired child, with the same skin tone as the woman's had his hand inside hers. His head was bowed also. His black hair cascaded down his back in a tight low ponytail while he had his head bowed in sadness. She couldn't see the name on the stone, but it must have been someone close to them.
She saw one more, she didn't have the power to keep looking. The woman and Brittany were sitting on the hood of a neon green and black 72 Dodge Charger looking like a couple from a sappy romance movie. Her mother was sitting with her back against the front of the Latina woman, looking at the stars. Whoever took the picture had some serious skills. She could see the faint tail of many shooting stars.
"The tombstone you saw in the other picture belongs to the woman who took this picture. Her name was Maribel Lopez, she was Santana's mom. They were extremely close more like best friends than mother and daughter. She was never the same after she died." Brittany whispered. After Maribel died Santana became very distant and angry. That was partly the reason for their divorce.
"How did she die?" Kristy found herself asking.
"She got shot. A few hours after you two were born. She and the young boy you saw in the other picture were on their way to the hospital to see you two. The shooter killed her and just left her son alone. The poor kid will probably never sleep the same again."
"Where is her brother now?"
"I don't know. Santana's dad Victor turned to drinking to fill the void of losing his wife and became very unstable which left him unable to care for his son he was placed into CPS custody shortly after the also blamed himself for not coming to pick them up to bring them to the hospital, He was already there because he was chief surgeon and currently in surgery so he was unable to leave. Marco's probably around 25 now."
Krista nodded absently. Why did she and her sister look so much like that Santana woman? Same skin, same hair, same fucking dimples, same features, they even had the same thick, full, lips. It was almost as if she were her mother. Krista frowned sadly, her eye brows knitting together as she clenched her together. "Why did you give my sister to that damn woman? Why isn't she hear with us? Why mama?" Kristy said, the tears finally spilling.
Brittany felt like crying too, but that would only make Kristy sadder. How is she going to say this? I have to, Brittany whispered. "Because, she's your mother too. I couldn't have taken both of you with me, that would've broke her."
Lima, Ohio
Kendall's knuckles were raw and bleeding by the time she was finished punching that poor wall. Blood stains and cracks were evidence of the sheer torture that wall had gone through. She had watched the disk over and over again. It made no fucking sense! She ran the disk once more.
"C'mon Britt push!" A younger Santana and a doctor urged the blonde on. With a mighty heave, a dark head can be seen. The doctor, a very pretty young looking biracial woman grabbed the head gently. "C'mon Brittany push! Our son is waiting to meet you." Santana said sweetly, pushing the blonde's hair back from her sweaty forehead. On Brittany's ultrasound it was said that they'd be having twins, a handsome little man, and a beautiful little girl. Kendrick, their son was expected to be delivered first.
"I feel a head!" Dr. Reed, said with a grin. 16 year old Santana slapped her forehead. "That's mine you fucking idiot."
Dr. Reed looked down and rolled her eyes. "Well move then, shit." She said shoving the young Latina to the side. The person holding the camera laughed. A faint 'Shut the fuck up Rachel' was heard.
"Okay I really see a head now!" Dr. Reed said, shoving Santana away again. "Move Santana you see this pussy all the time, and besides I can't even see it." Dr. Reed placed her hands on Brittany's inner thighs and glanced up with her half seeing blue eyes. "He will be here soon."
Brittany pushed again, and a head full of hair was seen. Dr. Reed felt around and scrunched up her face. "Push Brittany!" After a few more pushes the baby's cries could be heard. Brittany moaned in pain. Dr. Reed widened her eyes. "Stop Santana."
Santana was appalled. "What the fuck did I do now?"
"Stop making her moan!"
"UGH!"
Dr. Reed smiled as she felt the baby fall out. She caught him with gentle hands. She reached around for the scissors. "Uh, Doc, maybe I should do that, I mean he is my kid after all" Santana said rolling her eyes.
"Fine you're right my bad have at it shorty" Dr. Reed said handing over the scissors. Santana took a deep breath and cut the umbilical cord perfectly. Dr. Reed took the baby from Santana and felt around for any problems she frowned. "Well it looks like little Krista will be the big sister."
Santana squeaked. "What do you mean!?" She said looking over Dr. Reed's shoulder. In deed it seems Kristawas born first. Nevertheless King handed the baby to a nurse to be clean off and turned back to Brittany.
"Your almost done Britt, one more. Let's meet your little man!" Dr. Reed said smiling down at Brittany. "Don't forget he's my kid too!" Santana said annoyed.
"Yeah Yeah can it teen mom or is it dad since you know you're packing down there."
Santana began cursing in Spanish. Dr. Reed muttered "Racist." Before returning back to the task at hand. Brittany was growing increasingly frustrated. Not at the doctor or at Santana, but she wanted to meet her children already. She barley had the chance to even see her daughter because she was being tended to by the nurses.
She felt Dr. Reed's warm hands on her sex again. Her little boy was quite a bit bigger than his sister. Kendrick's head soon came into view, or in Dr. Reed's case touch. She cried out in pain, Kendrick's head became more and more visible until his face came into view. His cries could be heard faintly, and soon his whole body spilled out into the doctor's awaiting hands. His cries where louder than his sister's. Dr. Reed winced. "Looks like this one will have a great pair of vocals."
As Dr. Reed began looking and feeling around the baby for any problems. When her eyes looked between the baby's leg she was again surprised. Maybe her mind was playing tricks on her. Sure God, mess with the half blind doctor. She felt again, it was the same.
"What the hell?"
Santana and Brittany thought the worse. "Oh my god what's wrong with him? What's wrong with our son? They said asked at the same time. King looked down at the baby with half seeing eyes, she can feel this baby's aura, and it's a fiery one. This one would be just like her mother/father.
"Nothing is wrong unless you're Chinese." Dr. Reed said with a grimace. They didn't sound Chinese to her, she figured Brittany was white from the blurry shape she could see with her half good eye and Santana was either half black or spanish.
"I was born in american in a barn, although my dad is asian he's not really my dad you see my mom had an affair with a robot I mean Dr. Steven Hawkin and he's my real dad ."
"I'm Hispanic I was also born in american unfortantely right here in this goddamn hospital maybe even this same room."
"Latina, Chicano, or Mexicana?"
"What the fuck does this have to do with anything?" Santana said. For those of you who don't know she is Latina, Latina is a term used for Spanish Speaking Americans who weren't born in Mexico. Mexican is. Same with Chicano, Chicano is when your parents are born in Mexico, but you are born in the USA.
"Ugh, Latina mostly Puerto Rican."
"Then there shouldn't be a problem."
Santana was becoming agitated with Dr. Reeds weirdness. "Dr. Reed what is the fucking problem?"
"I Already told your ass there isn't one unless you are Chinese."
"Why would being Chinese be a problem?" Brittany said tiredly. "Don't they make everything?"
Dr. Reed sighed. "You know how they feel about their daughters."
"Well we – wait what? Daughter?" Santana looked over King's shoulder. She gasped, her little Kendrick was a little Kendra! Young Santana frowned she didn't really like that name. That was her ex girlfriend's name.
"Yes you have two adorable twin girls." Dr. Reed said handing the baby to the nurse after cutting her cord. "Can I leave now? I want to watch the Lakers play!" Dr. Reed whined.
"You can't even see the tv clearly dont you mean what blurry blobs move across the screen?" Santana said laughing
"You know what I meant!" Dr. Reed said flipping off Santana. She retrieved both girls from their beds and handed them to their mothers before having to put them in an incubator. She gave Krista to Brittany and the other one to Santana.
Santana gulped. The camera person who's been extremely quite zoomed in on the baby's face. "Aww look at mini Satan."
"Shut the fuck up Rachel."
"SANTANA!"
"Sorry."
"Whipped"
"Say something else Dwarf and I promise you'll never make it to Broadway they won't even find your body."
After a few moments of admiring the girls, Santana walked up to Brittany and Krista before sitting on the edge of the bed by her head. "Looks like our little man will be our little girl."
Brittany smiled. "What should we call her? I really liked Kendrick." She pouted, Santana hopes her babies won't inherit that because if they do, they'll have her wrapped around their little fingers.
After a few seconds of thinking Santana held the baby tighter and kissed her forehead. "I have the perfect name."
"Oh do tell." Dr. Reed whispered.
"Why are you still here go watch the game like you think you can"
Santana glared daggers at the young doctor, but she knew glaring at a half blind girl was like hitting a rock with another rock. Brittany chuckled and rubbed Krista's head softly. "What is it, Santana?"
Santana held the baby up, her half opened grey-blue eyes locked with her brown ones. She kissed the baby's forehead with so much love and passion she nearly brought tears to a half blind girl.
"Kendall. KendallWhitney Lopez-Pierce" Santana pulled the baby to her chest.
"I like it" Brittany said with a smile, "and this little one will be Krista Maribel Lopez-Pierce."
"Best name ever, you're a genius Britt-Britt"
"Protect your big sister Ken, I love you guys with all my heart."
"Barf."
"I Swear I will cut you Dr. Reed."
The video faded to black.
Lima, Ohio
Kendall's tears had long since dried up. Her knuckles were raw and throbbing and she was so tired. She took the disk from inside the Laptop and placed it back in the case. After returning everything back to its original place she went back to her room.
She didn't want to talk to Rosa, she can't bear to look at what she did to the poor woman. She glanced at her phone, she's gotten a few texts from random people she didn't care about, but no call from Santana. Is Santana even her mom? No, That blonde chick gave birth to her and her sister.
Ugh, my sister. Kendall felt a new wave of tears hit her. Not really out of sadness, but almost relief. She's relieved because she's not alone, she has a 2 minute older sister out there who probably has no idea she even exists.
Her mother, who she knows now is named Brittany. She now knows where she's gotten her beautiful eyes from along with her amazing body. Santana is also her mother because she looks fucking exactly like her! What the fuck is going on? Did they donate or something? But from who? From what that half blind idiot of a doctor said they were fucking 16! No one donates at 16! Maybe Santana's brother got Brittany pregnant and he bailed and Santana decided to raise them as her own? Couldn't be Santana was an only child. She had to be Santana's but also she's Brittany's.
Kendall's P.O.V
Oh my fucking god what the fuck is going on? I'm so confused! Math isn't even this confusing. Okay, I know Santana's my mom and so is that Brittany chick, but how? Why? Where is Brittany now? Where is Krista? Does she know about me? Why'd they split us up? Why the hell was that half blind doctor even delivering children? And holy shit my mom is BRITTANY FREAKING PIERCE! No, calm down. That's bad. No, But god it's Brittany Pierce! I'm famous! No, back to the lies, no fan girling right now.
Ugh, I hate my life so bad right now. First 'mami' isn't even around enough for me to actually compare myself to her and now I'm suddenly white and Latina. I couldn't ask Santana; yeah I'm referring to her as Santana until I know she's really my mother.
I have to find Krista What if she knows and doesnt want to find me, what if she doesnt know and is looking for me... we need answers! I don't know how I'm going to do that, but I have an idea.
The world's largest social network is going to do my bidding. If anything can track down Krista this site canm, it's the reason why we teenagers aren't doing well in school, it's the reason there are so many broken homes...
Facebook.
As far as I'm concerned I'm the daughter of the world's greatest female lawyer. I can find her, and I will.
I just hope she's looking for me to.
AN: Sorry for the wait couldn't upload yesterday :) I hope its a good read...i'll be back tomorrow!
