Chapter 3

It's weird, being outside your house. You don't go outside, only when you have to go to work. You never go outside to just walk around. You like to stay inside, in the saftey in your apartment, behind closed doors, you like to be alone. Being outside makes you feel more aleart, like at any moment you're going to be attacked. You carefully watch your surroundings, the people around you, everything. You hate it outside. If you could you would never go outside, but you promised Brittany you'd meet her for lunch so now here you are.

You're waiting, you don't know for how long, but you wait.
"Hey Santana!" You hear. You turn around and it's her. "I'm sorry I'm late, I got lost." You look at her and can't help but chuckle. Shes too cute.
"It's alright," you say. "Here come sit." She sits down. You can't help but stare at her. Shes beautiful. Her long blond hair, you can't help to think about how it feels, and those eyes. They're so blue, if you could you could stare into them forever. The feeling of running your hands down her body,
bare, its enough to make tingles run down your bo-
"Santana," you look up. Shes smirking, she saw you starting. Shit. "You okay?"
"Uh, I'm fine."
"You looked a little spaced out. You sure?"
"Yeah." Silence. You don't know what to say. You feel awkward. You're just staring at each other. Waiting for someone to speak up. It makes you feel weird. All this eye contact, so you look away.
"So hows your head?" she asks. You look at her, trying to remember what shes talking about.
"Oh," you remember. "Its fine. I told you Quinn was overreacting. It was really nothing." Liar. You lied to her. It makes you feel like shit. You always lie, but theres something different, lying to her makes you feel terrible. You can't stand lying to her and you don't understand why.
"Anyway are you still interested in my movie?" You asked. You wanted to change the subject, you didn't want to lie anymore.
"Of course, but I didn't come today to talk about the movie. I wanted to talk about you." She wants to talk about you. Why? You dont even want to talk about yourself.
"Why me?"
"Because Santana, theres something about you. I know I've only known you for about 2 days but theres just something about you. When I saw you at the club that day there was like something about you that made me feel like you were special and different. Right when I saw you I felt attached to you. I've never felt this way before about anyone, but you just intrigue me. I don't know what it is about you, but I want to find it out. You're unique and I want to know what makes you, you."
"Theres alot about me, things that are only for me to know. Things that you don't want to know."
"I want to know. I want to know what secrets lie within you. I want to know it all. I know that it sounds kind of creepy but I do."
"How do I know that I can trust you with those things?" You don't know what trust is. There was never a point in your life when you've trusted anyone. But why do you feel like you might be able to trust her?
"You don't, but I'm going to show you that you can."
"It's not that easy."
"I'm always up for a challenge." You're looking at her. Her eyes are filled with determination. You barely know her, you can't help but feel the same way too. Shes different than anyone you've met.
"Well then a challenge is what you're going to get."

You've always wondered what it would feel like to be normal. Live your life without these problems that you have to go through everday. What kind of life would you be living if you were normal. Its a question that haunts you. You used to hope you would find an answer to that question one day, but now you've realised that that's not going to happen.
You're lying in bed. Its about 1:30 in the morning. After that conversation, you and Brittany had to cut lunch short. You got a call from work, about the new lead. You told them about Brittany and now shes suppose to come in for an audition next week. You know shes going to nail it. They're going to love her. You're doing everything you can to keep your eyes from closing. You know what happens when you do, but its not working out to well. You're exhausted. "Fuck," you say to yourself. You can't stay awake any longer.

"Santana.." You hear its voice. It sends shivers down your spine. "Santana.." It says agian. Its close. To close. You can feel it breathing down your neck. You can't move. You're rooted in place. "Talk to me Santana..Don't be shy. We're all friends here."
"Fuck you," you say.
"Thats not very nice Santana. Mami and Papi wouldn't be very pleased with that dirty mouth of yours."
"What are you talking about? Who are you?"
"Come on Santana don't tell me you forgot all about your older sister." Older sister. It can't be. All this time it was her. "Santana we used to be so close. What happened?"
"You ruined everything thats what happend! How could you?"
"You asked for it Santana. I did what you wanted." You could finally see its face. It hasnt changed since the last time you saw it.
"I didn't want that."
"Oh but yes you did. You wanted this Santana, you asked for this. I did what you asked and this is how you repay me?"
"Shut up!"
"Don't be so mad at me Santana. You should be mad at yourself. You're the reason why they're all dead. Its all your fault. It will always be your fault Santana."

You wake up. After all these years of being tourtured by it, the demon in your dreams is her. Your older sister. But why choose now to tell you?
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chapter 3 yay. so yeah now the story is about to start getting good ;) . review and tell me what you think !