Another Day
By twistedly_disturbed
Summary: What would you do if you lost everything in just one moment. Demons haunting you every moment. This is a story of what I did and how eventually I don't fear another day.
Will have a lot of cannon part but is AU.
Disclaimer: I own nothing, and am making no profit. The makers of glee just gave me these lovely characters and now I wanna mess with them
Quinn's Pov
Things are all so fucked up, I have no idea what I'm doing anymore. A drunken mistake that's all it was supposed to be, I don't even remember any of it. But here I am a month and a half pregnant with Noah Puckerman's baby. I have no idea how this became my life, I've never even been attracted to Puck. I wish there was someone I could talk to but I know as soon as my parents find out they will freak. Thank god Puckerman found a way to help me pay for the doctors and stuff, although I still wasn't sure the money was obtained legally. Even then despite having all this to worry about I still find myself thinking about Santana. That week while I was avoiding her had been almost impossible, every day I'd find myself starting to head towards her before coming to my senses and stopping myself. It was after the football game that I finally gave in, I've admitted to myself that I might have a slight girl crush on her. But that was harmless I mean girls get them all the time, right. There's nothing wrong with thinking about how good Santana's hair cut was, or how it soft it might be, or how hot she looked the other day in her dark blue skinny jeans and tight blue graphic v-neck. Oh god I have to stop thinking about this.
"Q, in my office!" The coach yells. I can feel myself panicking what if she knows. I was tempted to drag my feet put this off as long as possible but if I did, I knew it could only get worse for myself. Walking into the coach's office, I hold my head up high carefully keeping my face blank. If she did know then I wasn't going to make this easy. I'm a Fabray and I could do this.
"You know, I learned a lot in special forces. I was on the strike team in Panama when we extracted Noriega. We took out the shepherd Then we went after the sheep." The coach started as soon as I entered. I don't bother to respond, trying to figure out what the hell this woman was talking about before she was ready for you to know was just an exercise in futility. I did however relax, it seemed for the moment my secret was still undiscovered.
"Do you know what this means for you mini me?" Coach Sue questions not bothering to look up from mixing her latest protein shake.
"Coach" I respond simply causing what I'm sure was supposed to be some kind of smile but came across as some horrifying twisted grimace to appear on the crazy woman's face. I know better than most that Coach wasn't as horrible as people thought but she definitely had a cruel streak. But I don't judge her for it, with my recent actions I shouldn't judge anyone ever again.
"Of course not, that would require you to have my superior intelligence. So I'll tell you Q. You and Brittany are going to convince those hopeless monkey children that you need someone else to take over glee. Make that man child feel his impending doom come crashing down on him" Coach exclaimed ending her instructions with a fist being brought down firmly against her desk.
Great another task that I have very little interested in completing, I wanted to just walk out of this office. Hell if I was completely honest I'd start walking and I wouldn't stop till I was so far out of this town google maps couldn't find me.
"And who is this person that you want to replace Schuester?" I question instead, There was no escape for me now. I had to keep my spot on top, I needed my parents to stay away for the next eight months at least. There was so much that I needed and so many ways I have no control over any of it. But this at least will hopefully keep Man hands away from Finn.
"I'm sure you've heard of Dakota Stanley" Couch slyly mentions and I can't help the flash of amusement. That tiny man was going to eat glee club alive. Now I just needed to come up with the best way to get glee to agree and I knew the easiest way would be to convince one of the original members, now to just figure out which one.
"Genius" I respond as I start towards the door, I need to hit my locker before school starts.
Coach doesn't bother responding I guess she was too busy cackling evilly to care. I rush to my locker, since the bell will be ringing any second. Grabbing my stuff I try to convince myself to keep focused, just grab my stuff and head to class. Do not look down the hall I repeat to myself just because yesterday I finally talked to Santana again did not mean I was going to give that frustrating but I guess somewhat charming woman anymore attention than my thoughts already do. I lasted till I grabbed my books and was closing my locker. It was like I could feel her, I just knew that those Dark brown eyes were on me. I found my eyes meeting hers as she turned towards me properly. I can't see her hesitate but I guess she makes a decision as she walks towards me. Santana was dressed simply in a skinny jeans, and her standard v neck shirt but today she had added a dark brown leather jacket. It looked soft and well worn, but on Santana I found it perfect. God what was wrong with me, it must be the pregnancy hormones I reason with myself as I try to force myself not to run away from all these confusing and completely unnecessary feelings this woman brought forth in me.
"Hey" Santana greets breaking me from my thoughts if she had noticed my staring there was no clue by her greeting. Taking in her looks up close I can't help but notice once again that she looked dead on her feet. God did this woman ever sleep and why the hell did I care.
"Hey, heading to first?" I respond before turning towards the class in an invitation to walk together.
"Yeah, I had Rachel over last night, Turns out the girl is a nightmare to get ready around. Takes even longer than Kurt does in the morning, I eventually just left for practice then showered here" Was my response and once again I'm brought up short, "Rachel spent the night." I blurt out and I'm horrified, why the hell did I say that aloud. M-Maybe I didn't, I mean I'm pregnant, I'm all out of it. Yeah, that's it, I just manage to convince myself but then I look at Santana's face. She's looking at me from the side as we weave in between other students headed to class. She has that infuriating smirk on again and those eyes, god those eyes were basically shining with amusement.
Santana's Pov
This morning started off both better than I could have hope and worse. Turns out I had no nightmares that night but I think that's because it took forever to fall asleep and Rachel apparently gets up before even I do in the morning to go for a run and whatever else she had explained when she woke me to join her. Even thinking those words I could hear the sarcasm dripping from them. However out of everything that could have gone wrong with my impulsive decision to invite Rachel over yesterday was that I was exhausted once again.
I left Rachel with Kurt as I headed into school for a nonscheduled practice with a few guys and Puck from the team. I wasn't going to go but Rachel had heard me get the phone call and Kurt decided to take my advice I guess because he offered to walk to school with her. Practice mostly consisted of just fooling around but after the win yesterday, I think we just needed to get out some of that restless energy. It was nice though that with Puck and I getting along most of the team has decided to leave me alone. There was still a few like Karofsky but I didn't much care about that.
Later that morning I was just closing my locker when I looked up meeting Quinn's eyes. I wanted to go talk to her, I don't care that I shouldn't, I don't care that this me wasn't good for anyone. I hesitate anyways though, Walking over there would make me happy and I know better than most that I didn't deserve it. She's still looking at me though and I can't find the strength to fight it this time. I may not deserve it but I wanted it.
"Rachel spent the night" she blurts out as we walk to class and I can't even begin to hide my amusement from her horrified tone. I watch as a blush spreads up her neck to her cheeks and I can't help the flash of arousal that tingles down my spine at the sight. God this woman was beautiful and the glow she now had that I knew had to do with the little human inside her didn't help matters either. She's glaring at me now as we stop beside her desk and I can't help thinking once again that I have far to much fun bugging people.
"Don't be jealous beautiful, you know I'd let you sleep in my bed anytime" I flirt outrageously. Her outraged face just destroyed my resolve and I break down laughing. But I quickly push it down, I needed to get a grip before I have another fit like the one in the bathroom after Rachel had left.
"Lopez" she hisses as her eyes frantically search the other students trying to judge if anyone had heard me. That quickly brought me back to earth, must be Karma I swear. Not only was this girl completely taken and pregnant, she was also apparently a stereotypical cheerleader. Nothing to ruin her reputation. It was something that I hated being involved with, I have an ex that was like that, our relationship only really consisted of her getting off in one closet after another, pun intended. Luckily the school bell interrupted what was quickly turning into a awkward situation. Sending the still glaring girl a small smile, I head to my desk. My thoughts couldn't help going to the word Quinn had told me in the locker room what felt like a lifetime ago. I really didn't know her.
From that point forward my day just got better and better. In first period we were given a large research project on some stupid book that was going to take me forever to read. Then Quinn apparently decided that my flirting was too much cause she proceeded to spend the rest of the day glued to freaking Finn Hudson. Glee had a lunch rehearsal, but I didn't bother going I agreed I'd try out after school, I had no desire to waste my lunch time today. Instead I spent lunch hiding in the auditorium rafters trying to start reading of mice and men. At least it wasn't huge and it was kinda interesting. I liked to read but I preferred to read mine in Spanish. I flash to the last time I had raised those complaints out loud. It was only a few weeks before the accident, and I was lounging in the living room on the couch upside down. I was glaring at the book I had thrown to the ground moments earlier.
"Mija, what is wrong?" My mama questions as she joins me upside down on the couch. Papa says I get my weird habits from her. "I don't understand why I can't just read and write Spanish" I almost whine, I don't get why it was so difficult for me to just get the hang of written English already. Mami doesn't respond at first, instead, she just rolls onto the floor and turns to face me. She's just calmly looking at me with a small smile, I wanted to squirm away from her gaze.
"Oh my sweet Mija, you'll get it eventually. You're already more proficient at it then you were even just six months ago" she reassures running her fingers through my hair, relaxing me.
I was just so frustrated, I could do it but it took so much longer and things kept getting rumbled.
The spike of sadness that hit me with this memory had me gasping for breath. I could feel her, smell her but she wasn't here. I couldn't fall into her arms and I never would be able to again.
I'm not sure how long I'm just sitting there lost in my memories when I'm interrupted by two people entering the room.
"Hey, wait up. You can't do this to Mr. Schuester." A voice calls out and I quickly recognize Rachel and Hudson. I wonder what Rachel could be doing to a teacher. I think I'm turning into a creeper with all these conversations I keep overhearing.
" What? make him a hero? Once we hire Dakota and win nationals, he'll thank me for it. You heard Quinn. It's all about winning." Rachel defends and I have a feeling Quinn was up to something with this. Which kinda sucks for Kurt but I quickly decide I'm not getting involved this time. If glee was meant to stick around it would, plus Quinn's evil was kind of fun to watch as long as it remains harmless. "Since when?" Finn asks and I could tell he was now lost in this conversation. I just couldn't see the appeal of this guy, he was a moron. "Look, you have your popular clique and your football And your cliché of a blonde girlfriend, Glee is my one shot. If this doesn't work out, then my whole high school life Will be nothing but an embarrassment. Rachel dramatically explains and I have to cover my snort of amusement. If that's her only problem then she was doing better than most. Not that I'm saying she had it easy but I'd trade her in a heartbeat.
"What's a cliché? is that a bad thing? Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait. Is this one of those chick things where you're pissed about one thing, but you're just pretending. Like you're pissed about something else? 'Cause…" Finn starts and I have a really bad feeling about this, I should not be hearing this conversation at all. I scramble quietly to my feet. " I don't know what you're talking about." Rachel denies. "Well, for a while there, you were kind of all over me And now you just yell at me all the time. It makes me think that you're still upset about what happened in the auditorium. Finn explains and I'm moving even quicker to the door. Why did I have to be so far away, damn it. "I'm not. I've moved on and I'm focusing on my career now." Rachel continues to hedge but I could tell by the diva's tone that Finn was about to get a verbal smack down. " "So you want to talk about it?" oh god please tell me he did not use those words. I was almost at the back exit, getting down from the rafters took way too long in my opinion. "No. And neither do you. It's kind of ironic how you're Mr. Popular, and I'm just this nobody that everybody makes fun of, But I have enough confidence to say out loud that what happened between us in the auditorium was real. You have feelings for me And you just don't have the guts to admit it. We're hiring Dakota Stanley." Rachel informs Finn and I slouch, shit I was so close to escaping without hearing that. "Even if it means me quitting?" Finn finally asks defeated. I hear Rachel's simple response of yes as I finally make it out of the auditorium. For fucks sakes sometimes I really hated my ability to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. All this wasn't even my drama and I was already sick of it.
So let's see, Quinn and Finn are dating, Quinn gets drunk and ends up pregnant with Puck's kid. Quinn decides to lie to everyone. Finn and Rachel do something they shouldn't have and I'm the only one that knows all of this, lovely.
Moving to my locker I'm met by Kurt and Mercedes. "Girl, you will never guess what happened in glee" Mercedes starts as soon as I reach them. I just raise an eyebrow before opening my locker and grabbing my books. "Rachel and Quinn convinced the rest of the club that we need to hire a choreographer for sectionals" Kurt picked up from where Mercedes trailed off. Hmm, I guess that's the Dakota Stanley that Rachel had mentioned.
"Ok and is that a good or bad thing?" I question, maybe I could use this as an excuse to back out of joining glee. "Don't know yet" Mercedes starts but I quickly become distracted as I look over to Quinn's locker. It seemed Finn was down with his secret conversation because he was know once again attached to Quinns face indulging in what I'm sure he thinks is a very sexy kiss. This guy had the girl, yeah he didn't know the truth but as far as he's concerned he's cheating on his pregnant girlfriend. God what a fucking dick. I was getting angrier the more I watched. "Earth to Santana" Kurt says waving a hand in front of my face before turning to see where I was looking.
"They're revolting aren't they" Kurt offers and I could hear a pain in his voice. Looking at his face I recognized the problem immediately, he was looking a Finn like I was just looking at Quinn.
Great another person obsessed with fucking Finn Hudson.
"Yeah" I mumble before disappearing into the crowd, I needed some space, I was getting to the point that I didn't know if I'd be able to stop the anger that's simmering under my skin.
Sadly long before I'm ready the day is over and I'm entering the choir room.
"Welcome back Santana, I've heard from both Rachel and Kurt that you would be auditioning today, is that still the plan?" Mr. Schuester questions as everyone took their seats to face me. Great I think sarcastically.
"Yes, I'm going to play the piano as well" I state walking over to the piano. The song I had picked yesterday with Rachel no longer seems fitting so I was going to wing it.
My lover's got humour
She's the giggle at a funeral
Knows everybody's disapproval
I should've worshipped her sooner
If the heavens ever did speak
She's the last true mouthpiece
Every Sunday's getting more bleak
A fresh poison each week
"We were born sick"
You heard them say it
My church offers no absolutes
She tells me "worship in the bedroom
The only heaven I'll be sent to
Is when I'm alone with you
I was born sick, but I love it
Command me to be well
Amen, Amen, Amen
Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life
[x2]
If I'm a pagan of the good times
My lover's the sunlight
To keep the goddess on my side
She demands a sacrifice
Drain the whole sea
Get something shiny
Something meaty for the main course
That's a fine looking high horse
What you got in the stable?
We've a lot of starving faithful
That looks tasty
That looks plenty
This is hungry work
Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life
[x2]
No masters or kings when the ritual begins
There is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin
In the madness and soil of that sad earthly scene
Only then I am human
Only then I am clean
Amen, Amen, Amen
Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life
[x2]
The whole time I was singing Take me to church by Hozier, I had my eyes closed. This song meant so much to me, constantly giving me strength when being in this hateful world became too much. The other glee kids remained quiet for far too long in my opinion but I guess I technically came out to them all with that song. Good thing I didn't care.
"That was amazing Santana" Will Schuester starts causing the majority of people in the club to join in.
A/N: So yes it's been a very long time but I had to sell my laptop last year for rent so until I fall on my luck again I will start updating again.