It's the last hour of the school day and it's time for glee. Trouble tones. I like it there. Mercedes and Brittany are there and I don't need to be nice to Finn and Rachel, who I don't really like as you already know. Today was a hard day and I can really use some relaxation. Music calms me and gives me energy to go on. Tonight we have to tell Britt's family. I walk inside and I see Sugar, Lizzy, Mary, Harper, Mercedes and my girlfriend. I also see a newbie sitting in the corner, I don't really see if it's a girl or a guy. I'll just refer to the person as 'it' for a second. It has dark, short hair that looks kind of like Justin Bieber's, which makes me chuckle for a second. It's wearing a wide T-shirt and regular jeans, also blue sneakers. It looks up and gives me a half smile.
"Hi, I'm Charlie." Now, it's clear that 'it' is actually a she. She has a pretty high voice.
"Hey." I greet back. Brittany walks up to me and lays one of her arms around my waist and gives me a kiss on my cheek.
"Hi, San." She says cheerily and I smile at her.
"Hey, Britt." I say and just give her a peck on her lips.
Shelby walks through the door. "Hey, girls. Sit down everyone."
We do as she asks and I drape my arm around Brittany's chair.
"Everyone, over there is Charlotte, she is our new member." Shelby says with a smile.
"Uhm, I like to be called Charlie." She says.
"Oh, okay, Charlie then." Shelby agrees.
I look at Charlie who is sitting a little bit back, her legs spread apart and she shakes her head so her hair falls 'cool' again. Not that she is my type or anything… but she has something… She kind of oozes coolness but I still ask myself why she dresses so manly, really, really manly I mean and why I've never noticed her before.
We are sitting on the couch at the Pierce residence. Savannah, Brittany's older sister, Casey, her mother and her father, Brian are sitting on the couch on the other side of the room.
"What did you girls want to talk about?" Casey asks, I swallow. I know they'll probably be okay with it but still, I'm stressed.
"I know I always said I'm a unicorn but I'm not, I'm a bicorn." She says and her family looks puzzled.
"Sis, whatcha talkin' about?" Savannah asks and I decide to just get this over with, the nerves are killing me. I take my girl's hand and sigh.
"Brittany and I are a couple; she is trying to say that she is bisexual." I explain.
They look a little bit surprised but then Brian smiles. "That's great. I'm sure you'll treat her very well. Better than that Artie guy anyways."
"So you are okay with it?" I ask.
"Off course, as long as Britt is happy, we are happy." Casey tells me.
"Yeah, if she likes both and is now together with you, then there are more guys for me." Savannah smiles and I let out a small chuckle. Brittany lays her arms around my shoulders.
"See, I told you they would be fine with it." She tells me and she gives me a kiss on brow. I just smile. "Mom, Dad, we are going to tell Santana's family tomorrow but there is a big chance that her parents will not be very pleased that we are together so, would it be okay if she stayed here for a few more days, until everything is calmed down so she can go back home or she found somewhere else to stay?"
"That's totally fine. You are welcome here, Santana but there is no way that I'm letting you sleep in the same room as Brittany, you will have to take the guestroom." Casey tells me.
I nod with a grin. "I understand." I say. I've known them for quite a while and I really like them. They are all so cool and a little bit crazy like my Britt.
Let's just hope that tomorrow it will go as smooth with my parents as it went here but I think it won't… No, I know it won't.
Brittany and I are walking through the hallways, looking for someone to hang out with. We are kinda bored and to be honest, being in a larger group makes me feel safer. I don't want someone hurting me. We see Kurt and Quinn standing a few feet down the hall and walk over.
"Hi, guys." I say and they smile at us.
"Hey, girls." Kurt grins at us.
"You know, Santana, you are really much nicer these last few days." Quinn tells me and I roll my eyes.
Brittany giggles. "It's my sweetness that is rubbing off on her." She tells them and me and we grin at each other.
"Pff," I react. "I wouldn't go that far. I'm still a bitch, only now, my bitchyness is directed to a few people, not to everyone." I say and grin.
"Hey, lesbos." Some dude says while he walks by. And gives me a little push. I just clench my jaw. Yesterday, when Mr. Figgins said that if I ever 'physically assault anyone' I would be suspended and I know that if I react, it will probably end there.
"They are such assholes." Quinn says and rolls her eyes. "Why do they even care?"
I grin. "Because now I have the hottest girl in school. They are just jealous."
Brittany beams and she kisses me. I never thought we would do that when everyone could see but then again, everyone else can so why can't we? We smile at each other.
"You two are just too cute." Kurt says, while he clasps his hands under his chin. I shake my head with a little smile and, I'm blushing a little bit. Quinn sees it but I can see that she decides to not say anything.
"Where is Blaine?" Brittany asks Kurt.
"He will be here soon." Kurt says. "He is still on his way."
"Hi." I hear a chill voice say. I turn around and face Charlie. She is wearing about the same outfit only now, she is wearing a black shirt and a white tie.
"Hey, Charlie." I say to her.
"Hi." Brittany says.
"Look, I'm new here and I was wondering if I could hang out with you guys for a while because this guy Karofsky is being a total jerk to me and he follows me around and stuff."
"If it's Karofsky that is bothering you, you can stay here." Kurt tells her and smiles.
"Cool. I'm Charlie. Who are you two?" She asks them.
"I'm Kurt." Kurt tells her.
"I'm Quinn… I'm sorry but you are a girl right?" She asks and I sigh, does she really need to ask that?
"Uhm, not really." Charlie says with a smile and Quinn looks a bit confused.
"Well, you sound like a girl." She tells Charlie, raising one eyebrow.
"I know." Charlie tells Quinn. It seems like she (I guess I'll keep saying that) is hoping that Quinn will back off. I can see the relieve on Charlie's face when the bell rings. We walk to our classroom, I never let go of Brittany's hand. I know that I'm going to spend the day trying to forget what is going to happen tonight.
I walk into my house. I haven't been here in two days but then again, I've stayed away for weeks and they don't even care anymore. The kitchen is empty but I hear my brothers Santos and Santiago play in the living room. I just stand in the kitchen, listening to their laughter and happy voices. It'll probably be one of the last times I'll hear the two 6-year olds play. I love them. I take a deep breath, I know that what will happen in the next few minutes will be crazy, and I know I did good by not bringing Brittany, she wouldn't understand and it would make Dad and Mom even more upset. I walk into the living room. Santos and Santiago smile at me and run over to me. I squad down and hug both of them.
"Nunca olvides que te quiero, hermanitos." I whisper to them and kiss them both on the forehead before I stand up and turn to my parents who are sitting next to each other on the sofa. My Dad is reading the paper while my mother is reading a fashion magazine. I sit down across from them.
"Papá, mama? Can I talk to you?" I ask them and they look up, close their paper and magazine.
"Sure, niña." My father says.
"Uhm, I know you will probably hate me after I tell you this but I hope you won't…" I say slowly, I can barely find the words to express what I want to say to them.
"Santana, what have you done?" My father asks sternly.
I sigh. "I didn't do anything wrong."
"Then why would we hate you?" My mother asks me, her voice softer than my father's.
"I'm gay." I whisper.
"What did you say?" My father wants to know.
I look up and swallow. "I'm gay." I say.
My heart breaks when I see my Dad's look of confusion to disgust. My Mom is just surprised.
"You have 30 minutes to get your stuff and get out of this house." He says with a cold voice.
I get tears in my eyes. "Papá…" I say, desperation evident in my voice.
"25 minutes." He says.
"Mamá?" I ask my mother, but she just looks away.
"20 minutes." My father says again. I don't want to cry in front of them, I don't want to let them see how much this actually hurts. And I think I need the time to pack everything. I stand up and walk out of the living room, into the hallway where I let my tears fall.
Crying, I run up the stairs and to my bedroom. I take my suitcase, which is always on my closet, and begin to pack as many clothes as I can. There is some stuff I'll have to leave behind. I look around in my room and I see the pictures of Brittany and me, The New Directions, The Trouble tones and my entire family. I take all four and push them between some clothes. I take a plastic bag and there I put shoes in. That's all I can take with me, I don't have anything else to put things in so this'll have to do. I take the money I hide behind some books. Since I know that I'm gay, and I know that I have the chance of being thrown out, half of the money I get, I saved. Now, I have… 350 dollars. That's something, right? Not that I'll be able to go to college with this money but I'll get a job or something, I'll make it work, one way or another.
I walks down the stairs and into the hallway. I look around for one more time, and I know that I better not enter the living room again, I would like to see Santos and Santiago again, but I know they won't let me. I sigh, and the tears keep streaming down my face. I just lost my family…
I put my keys of the house on the table, then they don't have to change the locks. Without wasting any more time, I walk out of the house I've always felt at home, and I walk to my car. I'm lucky I bought that myself so I don't have to leave it behind. I throw my stuff in the trunk and then, I drive away, tears blurring my vision but I don't care. I just need to get away from here. It hurts too much to look at this house, knowing that I just lost some people that are so close to me, because of who I am. I ask myself, was it really worth it? Then, I see the picture that is taped to the dashboard. It's one of Brittany and I. It makes me smile and I nod. Yes, it was totally worth it.