Disclaimer: I don't own Glee, or Fox, or anything of actual worth.
Authors Note: Santana's one nearly made me cry
The Secrets We Keep 4
Santana was always a beautiful girl. Ever since she was 3 years old, that was the compliment she was guaranteed to receive when she was first introduced to someone. They would ignore the sour glint in her eye and focus on the positive.
The slight blush always present on her cheeks, her deep brown eyes churning with emotion, her flowing ebony hair and the glow that seemed to radiate off her tanned skin were all things that would get her noticed no matter where she was or who she was with.
But when she was 10, her uncle Diego unwittingly said something that would send his darling niece down a very dark path, a path that was nearly impossible to come back from. He said she was getting chubby.
Santana wasn't used to getting insults, or anything but compliments, about her appearance. It really hit her hard. She spent half that night staring at herself in the mirror, pulling at her stomach, trying to make it flatter. The other half she spent jamming her fingers down her throat to banish all food from her something.
From that day, it became her obsession. During the day, she'd watch the other kids pile up their plates with food in the cafeteria while she would nibble on a few carrot sticks. Straight after school, before her parents got home from work, she would retch up everything she had eaten that day, leaving her empty and exhausted.
The Latina repeated this ritual everyday, until the slight bulge of her stomach disappeared. But she didn't stop. The melody of her life is composed of retching and sobbing.
Santana was always a beautiful girl. But all she sees when she looks in the mirror, is a girl who still has a lot she needs to lose.