New chapter already! I have to be honest, I'm kind of not happy with the previous chapter. I feel like it didn't really stay true to the story (I don't know why exactly) so I hope this chapter makes up for it again.

I don't own glee.

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We did it, we got on a bus. Destination: unknown. We decided to take the first bus we could find that would be able to take us far away. If we don't like where we end up we can always continue travelling.

Brittany has been crying ever since we left. I can't help myself but feel annoyed by it. What was I thinking yesterday? 'I am her big opportunity, I can help her'? This isn't helping, this girl is a mess.

Being in this situation a couple of years ago I would have regretted my decision. But now I've learned that regretting is bullshit. You'll always regret, no matter what you decide. Because you will always wonder if things would be better if you chose differently. Regretting makes no sense to me. So I don't.

I don't know what to do or say to comfort her. She's so different from me. When I think about what she must be going through I can understand why she's crying. She left everything. Her parents, her little sister, her boyfriend, her best friend, her cat, her life. But she made that decision herself didn't she?

I guess I'm just scared that she does regret coming with me.

She's sleeping now, leaning against the bus window. I watch her. She's kind of beautiful.

I've never expected myself to be able to be attracted to a girl, but I know I'm definitely attracted to her. And I'm quite sure she's attracted to me too. But somehow I like the uncertainty of what we have right now.

The bus suddenly stops, indicating that we've reached our destination. I wake her up and we get out. Her eyes are swollen from crying. We check out the town but eventually decide that we don't want to stay here. We walk back to the bus stop and sit down, waiting for the next bus to arrive. It's already pretty dark outside and it's getting colder. I feel Brittany shivering so I wrap my arms around here. I light up a cigarette, we share it.

"I'm sorry Santana."

"For what?"

"I don't know, I didn't think it would be this hard. I'll be alright ok? Please don't regret taking me with you" her eyes look sad.

I tighten my grip around her.

"I never regret" is all I respond. It seems to be enough for here. I feel here relaxing a little in my arms.

We sit there in silence, taking drags from the cigarette and just enjoying each others company.

"Where is you father" she suddenly asks.

It doesn't really surprise me, I think I expected her to start asking questions anytime soon.

"He left when I was 2"

She just looks at me.

"Have you ever met him?"

I nod.

"When I was 6 I first met him. He's terrible. I actually consider myself lucky he left because I would have hated him anyway."

"What's so bad about him?"

"I don't really know how to explain. It's weird because he actually tries to be a real father to me. He really puts a lot of effort in it but I don't want him to. Every part of my personality I dislike is what I inherited from him. I can be such a bitch sometimes. I have no clue of how to comfort people when they feel bad. I don't care if I make people feel bad about themselves. I can be a really terrible person you know. And I blame him for that, even though I know he can't do anything about it. I blame him, and I hate myself for being like him."

She doesn't really respond and I'm glad she doesn't. I can see in her expression that she's happy that I've finally opened up to her a little. I am too. It's surprisingly easy to talk to her.

I take one last drag and throw the cigarette away. The bus arrives and we get on.

"You girls do realize we'll be in for a long trip?" the bus driver says.

Perfect.

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So I know I said I would reveal Santana's 'secret' in this chapter, but I decided to do it a little differently. It will probably be in the next chapter.

Thanks for reading and please review!