In The Pursuit Of Love ch. 10
Santana's P.O.V.
I woke up the next day to the sound of my phone buzzing on the nightstand and I rolled onto my back to grab it. I unlocked it to see that it's a text from Quinn. Why the hell is this texting me so early? She better have a good reason for this or else I'm gonna go Lima Heights on her ass.
Quinn: No school today. Someone placed a stink bomb in the boys bathroom and it exploded causing the water to get everywhere. School's closed until the pipes are fixed.
Me: And you had to text at fuckin 6 in the morning to tell me that. What the hell, Q?
Quinn: Would you rather have me let you get to school and be the only one there. If that's what you want then I won't tell anything next time, S
Me: Don't be a smartass, bitch.
Quinn: You know that I'm telling you anywhere near my ass, Santana.
Me: I don't want to be anywhere near sagging ass either, Tubbers.
Quinn: You can't keep calling Tubbers since I'm not pregnant anymore and nothing about my ass is sagging, bitch.
Me: Okay if you wanna believe that shit. I'm going back to sleep.
I set my phone down on the nightstand when something snuggles into the crook of my neck and I would've screamed bloodied freakin murder if I hadn't notice the chestnut brown hair. I looked to see that it's Rachel with her arm wrapped securely around my waist and legs intertwined with mine. One of those legs rubs against my dick and I let out a groan as it continues to rub me down there. I tried to pull away but the sleeping diva tightens her grip on my waist before shifting until most of her body is on top of me.
Goddamn, I wish she would stop. It feels really good but I can't fucking pop a boner with her on top of me like this. If she wakes up then notices the bulge in my short, it's gonna be a rude awakening for the both of us. How the hell am I gonna get myself out of this? I bite my lip to stop the moan that was about to come out as the petite singer's singer rubs her leg against my erection and I grab the back of her thigh to stop it. Rachel nuzzles her face into the crook of my neck and I can feel her warm breath against it as I swallow thickly.
I slowly tried to untangle myself from the sleeping diva but she's making it difficult when she pulls me back down. Even when she's sleeping, she's difficult as hell. She's lucky that she's cute or else I would've pushed her out of the bed a long time ago. How did I get myself into these situations? I fuckin know but why I do I keep putting myself in them.
"San?"
I froze instantly and I tried not to move but Rachel leans up as she rubs eyes sleepily. I couldn't help but find it adorable as her long hair falls around her face.
"Y-Yeah R-Rachel?"
"Why are you wearing a strap-on? You weren't wearing it when you went to bed" Rachel said confused.
Fuck, I'm so screwed. There's no way that I'll be able to fuckin explain this way unless I want to go with the 'wearing the strap-on to bed' angle but I highly doubt that Rachel stupid to believe that. Time to come partially clean and maybe I can threaten into not telling anyone. I push myself up against the headboard as untangled myself from her, putting enough distance between us as the bed would allow. Here goes nothing.
"Before you freak out and run for the hills, let get all of this out first"
Rachel nodded before sitting up to listen to be fully.
"It's not a strap-on, Rachel. I… I was born with a penis instead of a vagina. I never told anyone and the only ones that know are my Dad, Brittany and my doctor. I've been wearing compression shorts to hide so I could feel like a normal teenage girl but it only helps so much. I always felt like a freak and I tried to keep everyone at distance because I know that they would treat me like one. I-"
I feel myself being pulled into a sideways hug as the hot tear fall against my cheeks. I hate feeling like a freak and having to hide myself in fear of what people might say about me. What's even worse is what people might say to Memo about me. I don't want to make things harder for him. I hate being different than other girls and having to be the last one to shower in the locker-room in fear of being discovered. I don't want my secret being discovered and it's why I don't trust too many people because they'll use anything against you to get ahead.
I wasn't expecting to be comforted by Rachel fuckin Berry of all people but it… it feels nice being her arms and trying to soothe. I feel safe and I don't want to lose that feeling but I know that it won't last too long. I know that she thinks that I'm a freak and want nothing to do with me. She's only comforting me because she's that kind of person and hates to see someone in pain. I don't understand why Rachel's not running for the hills. Maybe she's gonna use this against me at school to get back as me for making her life a living hell. I deserve it.
"I'm sorry that you're feeling this way, Santana. You having a penis doesn't take away from the fact you're one of the strongest, bravest and most beautiful girl that I know" Rachel said rubbing circles on my back.
"W-What?" I asked shocked.
"It's true. You're brave because you have been dealing with this for so long by yourself but you're not alone anymore. You have Brittany and I am sure that Quinn will have your back when you decide to tell. You have me as well and I can promise you that I won't tell anyone about your secert" Rachel said smiling reassuringly.
"W-Why? I've been nothing but a fuckin bitch to you since 9th grade. Why would you keep my secret when you have every right to use it against me?" I asked frowning.
"Because I'm not that kind of person to seek out revenge and I have always wanted to be friends with you. You've told me one of your darkest secret and I can promise you that I would never use it against" Rachel said wiping my tears away with her thumbs.
"Thanks, Rachel but if you tell anyone about this apart of me or I swear that I will ends you" I said smirking.
"I wouldn't have it any other way but um San" Rachel said quickly nervous.
"What?" I asked raising an eyebrow.
"Y-You're um you're p-poking me" Rachel said blushing.
Fuck. I make a mad dash for the bathroom to myself before coming back into the room to find Rachel still where I left her. I can't believe that the diva isn't going to tell anyone about my penis but I can't stop myself from believing that she's planning to use this information against me late. I mean I can't hold it against her if she does because I've been nothing but a bitch to her for no good reason. I know that I care about her more than I should but I know that I don't deserve her and the diva deserves so much better than me.
The petite singer gets up off of the bed before walking over towards me and pulling me into a tight hug. I wasn't expecting it and I relax into it before wrapping my arms around her when someone knocks on my door, pushing it open. Rachel and me break apart to see Memo is the doorway with a huge knowing smile on his face and I roll my eyes at him. I know that he's thinking that me and the singer are a thing now but it couldn't be further from the truth.
"What is it, Memo?" I asked raising an eyebrow.
"I'm hungry and if you two aren't too busy being all mushy, you'll feed me" Memo said crossing his arms.
Oh brother, this kid. Rachel giggles next to me and I feel myself smiling a little before she walks over towards Memo to ruffles his hair. My brother smiles before hugging the diva before picks him up and walks out the door as she turns to face me.
"You coming?"
"…Yeah and put him down. He's too big to carried around" I said rolling my eyes. "No I'm not. You're just jealous that Rachel likes me better" Memo said smirking.
"Yeah right" I scoffed.
"Awww it's nice to have two people fighting over me" Rachel said smiling.
"Don't get used to it, Berry" I said shaking my head.
"Whatever you say, San" Rachel said winking at me.
Ay dios mio, this girl is gonna be the death of me.
End of ch. 10