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'What the hell is wrong with me?' Santana thought as she threw the phone back on the bed.
Why had she just hung up on Brittany? She had never been afraid to talk to her before. She had never had difficulty knowing what to say to her, but now Santana found herself at a lose for words with the love of her life. Her phone vibrated with a text message, she knew that it was going to be from Quinn. Santana checked unlocked her phone and clicked on the message icon.
From Q: What the hell? I am going to call you when I get home and you better answer!
To Q: I don't know! I freaked, I didn't know what to say!
From Q: Seriously when have not known what to say to her!
To Q: I will call her soon
From Q: I'll talk to you later, gtg
Santana sighed and placed her phone on the bed next to her. She was angry, sad, and confused all at the same time. She knew that Quinn was mad at her too. She had wanted to talk to Brittany, almost more than anything but then she thought, what good would it do, Brittany was in Ohio and Santana was in California. They had broken up for that reason and that reason alone, but did that mean that they still couldn't talk to each other? Santana knew that it would be painful but just hearing Brittany's voice on the other line for those brief seconds was enough to make her want to call her again. The more she thought about it she knew that she had to do it. She picked up her cell phone and tapped on Brittany's contact. It rang for a while and just when Santana thought that she wasn't going to pick up she did.
"Santana?" Brittany's voice asked quietly on the other end.
"Hey Brittany." She said, she rarely called her by her full name and she didn't even realize that she had done it until it was out of her mouth.
"How are you?" Brittany asked, it was a tiny bit awkward but the two couldn't stay awkward with each other for very long.
"Shitty." Santana answered honestly. "I really miss you B."
"I miss you too San, a whole lot." Brittany replied and Santana could tell that the blonde was fighting back tears as she was.
"I just don't want us to never talk again, I understand why you broke up with me but I just think that we still need to talk, there is no way I can shut you out of my life forever Brittany, your just too big a part of it."
"I agree San, I need to be able to talk to you, and if it makes you feel better I'm not going to be in any relationships this year, and you and I will find a way to be together. We belong together Santana."
"So we just keep talking to each other and we will be together when this year is over." Santana said, tears were silently streaming down her face she wasn't even sure what kind of tears they were, angry, frustrated, happy?
"MIJA!" Santana heard her mother call up the stairs. "VEN AQUI."
"Britt, I have to go, my mom wants me." Santana said.
"I'll talk to you later San, I love you." Brittany said and hung up before Santana could respond.
"I love you too Britt." She said to herself and walked down the stairs to the large kitchen. "Mami?"
"Santana, your father got some time off and wants us to meet him for dinner. He got reservations at a nice restaurant so I need you to go and change." her mother said, she noticed that her mother was already changed into a nice blue dress.
"What time do we have to be there?" Santana asked seeing it was some how already six.
"Quarter to seven so you need to get ready quickly, we have things to discuss at dinner tonight as well."
"Joy," she said under her breath. "I'll be quick."
Santana quickly went back to her room and stood in her large closet staring at the mess. Some clothes were hung up, some were folded, some were on the floor and others hadn't even been taken out of boxes, she was going to finish that this weekend. She looked around the clothes that were hung up and folded and tried to find something that could be deemed presentable by her parents standards. She found a black pencil skirt and a nice white blouse. She quickly put them on and walked into her bathroom fixing her hair and make up before grabbing a pair of black heels and running down the stairs.
"Mami! Estoy lista!" she called out to her mother.
"Good put those shoes on and lets go." Maribel said walking out the front door, Santana followed her mothers instructions and walked to the passenger door of her mothers silver.
"So what do we need to talk about at dinner?" Santana said. "I'm not in the best mood and not in the mood to talk that much."
"Trust me you will want to talk." her mother said.
Santana just rolled her eyes and looked out the window for the rest of the drive. They arrived at the restaurant exactly on time and Santana spotted her father's BMW parked in the parking lot. She and her mother walked in silence into the restaurant and found her father waiting for them.
"I have a reservation for 3 under Lopez." Carlos said to the hostess.
She looked in the reservation book she had in front of her and nodded telling them to follow her. They were seated in a both in the back. Carlos and Maribel on one side and Santana on the other. Santana waited for them to start speaking after they ordered their drinks but they just started looking over their menus at the ridiculously overpriced food. Santana settled on a chicken estar salad since she wasn't that hungry and something had caught her eye on the dessert menu.
"Are you guys ready to order?" The waitress asked as she placed their drinks on the table.
"Sure are." Carlos said pulling his glass of scotch towards him and handing Maribel her wine. "I'm going to have the NY Strip Steak with mashed potatoes and vegetables please."
"I'll have the shrimp salad." Maribel said.
"May I have the Chicken Caesar Salad please." Santana asked politely over her glass of Coca Cola.
The waitress nodded and scribbled down their orders before walking away in the direction of the kitchen. Santana stared across the table at her parents knowing that whatever was going to be said was going to be said now. She would be lying to herself if she said she wasn't a little nervous, the way her mother had responded to her in the car worried her. It was her mother who spoke first.
"Mija, we know that you aren't happy here," Maribel began and was cut off by Carlos.
"We can see that you are miserable and we feel awful for pulling you away from your friends and Brittany in the beginning of your senior year of high school."
"I talked with Molly on the phone a few times and she says that Brittany is just as miserable as you are. She, James, you father and I have talked this over and decided that it would be best for everyone if you were to return to Lima." Maribel said.
Santana sat in a shocked stillness, mouth half open in shock. This is not at all what she was expecting to hear. They were sending her back to Lima! To Brittany! But where was she staying?
"Are you serious?" Santana finally squeaked out.
"Yes, mija we are serious. You have only one year left of school it was unfair of us to take you away." Carlos said.
"Where am I staying?" Santana asked excitedly.
"With the Pierce's." Maribel said bracing herself for her daughters reaction.
"OH MY GOD!" Santana said loudly causing several people to glance their way. Santana didn't care though she quickly slid out of the booth and hugged her parents.
"There are of course some rules mija." Maribel said as her daughter sat back down and their food arrived.
"Okay," she said.
"You will be staying in one of the Guest Bedrooms, you are to pitch in with the household chores like Brittany and Rory and you have to keep your grades up. You will be coming back for every major holiday and we will be sending you a check every month that you are to give to Molly." Carlos said in a semi stern voice.
"Okay! Okay!" she said excitedly as she ate her salad.
"Oh and Molly had one other condition, that you leave it as a surprise." Maribel added.
"Of course! When do I leave?" Santana asked curiously.
"Tuesday morning."
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Tuesday had come so painstakingly slow, she had found it very difficult to not call anyone. She had broken that rule, she had called Mr. Schuester and asked him to schedule a rehearsal for Tuesday and told him it was a surprise. He assured her that he wouldn't say anything to anyone and to call him when she was ready to come. Santana was now sitting at the gate texting Molly Pierce, rereading Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix for a millionth time and waiting for her plane.
Saying good bye to her parents had been harder than she had anticipated, she really loved them but was also super excited. She would be back to LA for Christmas, she was allowed to stay in Lima for Thanksgiving because she always went to the Pierce's anyway. It was now 8:30 AM and boarding was starting, Santana silently thanked her father for booking her first class. The flight only lasted a few hours and she was landing in Lima at 1:30 in the afternoon. She made her way to the baggage claim and collected her two suitcases, the rest of her essential stuff would arrive in a week with her car. She made her way to the arrivals area and immediately spotted Molly.
"Santana!" she said pulling the latina in for a long hug. "I am so happy that you are back!"
"Molly, thank you so much for letting me stay with you!" Santana said as she pulled back and started to follow her to the car.
"Santana! It is as much for me as it is for you. One I love you, two your miserable, and three Brittany is miserable so its a win win." Molly said.
"So I have to tell you, I called Mr. Schue." Santana confessed as they started the short drive back to the Pierce household.
"That is fine I know he wouldn't say anything! Did you set something up with him?"
"Ya I am going to drop by rehearsal at four." she smiled.
"Sounds good! Now lets get you settled in." she said pulling up in front of the large house.
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"Okay so today we need to discuss our sectionals set list." Will said to the Glee Club after reading a text message on his phone. "I have a few songs in mind, I want to do one group number, one duet and one solo."
"Mr. Schue, I am honored but I don't think I can do all three." Rachel said.
"Don't worry you won't be Rachel." Mr. Schue said with a smile. "You will have the solo though and it is going to be Without You by David Guetta."
"I love that song!" she exclaimed excitedly nudging Kurt in the ribs.
"The group number is going to be Fun's We Are Young." Will said to a throng of applause, the number had quickly become one of the groups favorites to perform.
"What about the duet?" Kurt asked.
"Adele." was all he said and all eyes instantly turned to Mercedes. "Set Fire to the Rain."
"Okay, so Mercedes and who because I only know two people that can cover Adele and one is hallway across the country." Puck said.
"I agree, I cannot even capture Adele's vocal mastery." Rachel admitted.
"Well you got that right dwarf, but I know I sure as hell can!" a voice came from the open doorway to Will's office.
"SANTANA!"