A/N Once again think you so much for reading!
He was so mad that he wanted to beat the hell out of everyone. This wasn't supposed to happen to her. He never worried about Santana getting hurt. She was stronger than any girl he had ever met but here she was. She was here and he felt like he let her down. He worried about and protected the other girls but always took for granted that she would be fine. Maybe he just never really saw her as a girl. Her attitude was always more like the guys. She was just as much of a badass as him. She was actually more of one if he was being honest. No one ever crossed Santana. How did this happen then?
He hated the look Tina had given him when he asked who did it. When he had gotten there she had frantically told him how badly she was hurt and how she needed us to help keep her away from him. She told him like he knew who "him" was. Her he asked her she looked at him almost like he had smacked her.
"You don't know?"
"Fuck no I don't know! Why the hell would I know?"
"How don't you know? I thought you were together? How don't you know?"
"Tell me what the hell is going on Tina!"
She had shook her head and sat in a shocked silence. He had wanted to shake the information out of her but knew that it wouldn't do any good. He paced for the next hour and kept asking her to tell him what was going on but she didn't budge. He didn't even get why she was her to begin with. Santana didn't like Tina. She had never even heard her talk to her. Ever. How was it that she was the one here? Why was she keeping some secret for Santana? It pissed him off the more he thought about it and it set him back on grilling her. She still wouldn't give him any real answers.
Around six in the morning a doctor told them that they could go in and see her. He told them that she was in serious condition and that they had to keep her sedated for her safety. He wanted to know if we knew of any history of nightmares or night terrors. Neither one of them knew how to answer. He knew he should know but Santana had never been one to stay around afterwards.
They went in together but ended up spending time in there one at a time. Tina wasn't willing to really say anything to Santana while he was there and he didn't really want to have Tina look at him like he let her down when he was there. So they decided taking turns was easier. He agreed but just to keep Tina happy. He didn't want to leave Santana's side.
He sat there and thought about how little he really knew Santana. Even though they had been together many times it didn't mean that she let him in. That girl didn't let anyone in. She had more walls than anyone but he never felt like it was his place to try and knock them down. He had always just thought that she was hiding the fact that she was totally using him as her beard. He kind of liked the idea of being used for sex so he just went with it.
To be fair sex was their entire relationship. She was with him when she wanted it. She didn't talk to him if she didn't need it. She let him believe that he was in charge in the bedroom but she never really let him have it. She was a beast in the sack and he craved her all the time but it was never about feelings. It was angry and savage and emotionless. She didn't love him. He never worried about having to deal with that from her. He loved that about her. Sex without commitment was every teenager's dream.
He started wondering what he had missed. He had seen all of her on so many occasions. Did he turn a blind eye? He started thinking about the all the times they had done it when she seemed to be in some pain. Jacked up shoulder here. Tender ribs there. He remembered times when she wouldn't get undressed for him. She would say she just needed it quick and fast. He was just always so willing to get some that he didn't bother to notice. He hadn't noticed the one person who was easiest for him to see.
He saw Tina getting ready to come into the room. He grabbed her and pulled her back out into the waiting room. He was so mad at himself. He needed her to tell him everything. He was going to fix this. He wouldn't let anyone fuck with her again.
"Who did it?"
She just looked at him again like she wanted to cry.
"Who did it?"
A tear ran down her face.
"Damn it Tina! You are going to tell me exactly what the fuck happened! I can't help her if you don't help me! I'm not going to sit here and do nothing! I've done that enough! You called me and I came. I can help. I know I can but you have to let me. I swear I won't let anyone get near her again. Tell me!"
"Her dad."
"Her dad?'
"Yea, her dad. He's a monster. Even when we were little. He just…"
"You fucking knew this was going on? What the hell? Why didn't you tell anyone?"
"She didn't want my help. What was I supposed to do? We're not exactly friends. She never wanted my help! She wanted me to leave her alone and act like I didn't know her. I just did what she wanted. I thought I was making it easier for her. I didn't know it was this bad…"
He looked at her as she cried and he wanted to kill her. He wanted to take his rage out on her. He wanted to hurt someone but he knew that he was just as much to blame. He walked over and punched the nearest wall. The pain that shot through is hand took some of his rage away. He had to think. He had to fix this. He wasn't going to let anyone hurt her ever again.