2 Days Later
"So explain to me again…. What am I?" Santana whispered as Puck led her into a dark room.
"A Vampire" Puck breathed out in frustration as he flickered on a light, revealing his room.
A huge King-sized bed rested in a finely furnished room. It wasn't like most boys room… decked out with naked women, car and musicians… it was more of what you'd expect in a House & Home magazine; decorated with rose wood and earthly tones. Santana couldn't help but stare in awe….
"I don't feel any different though…" Santana continued as she ran her finger over a hand-crafted wooden desk. "I did through Blondie-McBiceps through the door though"
"You're bodies adapting. You are stronger, faster and more powerful than most our species. You're actually taking the transformation very well…" Puck answered as he started to empty his jean pockets onto the desk where Santana's fingers had just been.
"You need to control yourself though… because your emotions are heightened." Puck continued
Santana took a seat in the corner of the room on a chair before turning her full attention onto Puck.
"That would be why I had a sudden urge to dry hump your boss lady" Santana said simply.
"My Maker… ." Puck corrected swiftly before pouring a glass of brandy for himself. "And I wouldn't even try the dry-humping… You're not exactly her type."
Puck leaned the bottle out towards Santana, offering a drink but Santana waved her hand in polite refusal.
"What? Breathing?…. Anyway what the hell is a maker?" Santana asked
"She was a vampire… She gave me her blood…. Bada-Bing Bada-Boom… Me" Puck answered comically
"So she's your maker?" Santana asked in confusion.
"And yours" Puck replied as his eyes traced over Santana's features.
Santana's eyebrows furrowed for a few seconds as she tried to grasp the situation. The gorgeous, bad-tempered blonde was her maker? Santana tried to strain her memory to try and remember what happened, but Santana couldn't recall who actually fed her blood. All Santana could remember was that animal, Sam, attacking her.
"Sam?" Santana asked quickly
Puck shook his head as his fingers tightened around the brandy glass between his hands.
"So she collects strays too?" Santana continued when Puck continued his silence.
A smirk appeared on Puck's faces as he shook his head lazily. He's eyes locked with Santana's for a moment before he dropped his head once more.
"He is mine…. I just needed some male companionship… you know? Picking up chicks… Driving Fast cars… drinking-"
"And you don't think a chick could do that?" Santana interrupted
Puck looked up once more at Santana before arching his eyebrow. Santana couldn't tell if he was impressed or shocked…
"A Chevrolet Camaro Z/28 Coupe 1967 is parked in my garage right now" Santana stated cheekily as she laid back in the couch, spreading her arms over the rests. "Solid-lifter 302 V8, SCCA Trans-Am series, 4-speed transmission and power disc brakes. Beat that Puck-a-saurus."
Impressed, Puck's eyes widened before a deep laugh escaped his lips.
"Who would've guessed Quinn would've turned another Motorhead?" Puck replied as he sat up in his chair, relaxing into the couch which he sat on.
""So how many more are there of you in this house?" Santana asked after a few moments of silence.
"Right now? Me, You, Sam and Quinn"
"Do you live here?" Santana continued.
"It's more of a holiday home. This is…Uhm… Rachel's territory" Puck stuttered slightly as said Rachel's name.
"Who's Rachel?" Santana continued, suddenly intrigued by the hurt which seemed to flash past Puck's eyes when he mentioned Rachel's name.
"A Beloved…. One of the Monarchs of the Vampire Civilization….." Puck said, his voice cold and dead.
His hands tightened on the glass for a moment before he looked down. Santana had seen this before…. The day she had to say goodbye to Brittany. Puck was suffering from a broken heart.
"Were you inlove with her?" Santana asked softly
A huff laugh escaped Puck as he tried to hide the emotion with now seemed to play in his features. He stood up as the walls seemed to be closing in on him…. In love? Perhaps… not a day went by that Puck didn't think of Rachel… her smile… her voice… her touch….
"It's not that simple" Puck said before he started to laugh coldly.
"So that's a yes?" Santana pushed on.
Puck took a deep breath before wiping his hands down his face in frustration.
"I'm sired to Quinn. Even if I did love Rachel… I can never be with her… I'm connected to Quinn. Where she goes? I will follow…. Until Quinn cuts the bond" Puck answered with a tone of finality
Confusion etched itself into Santana's face as a million thoughts ran through her mind
"Okay… wait… what? What the hell is sired?"
Puck looked at Santana in surprise before a slight smirk graced his lips. Puck had forgotten Santana was so new to Vampires and their nature….
"Okay…. Let me give you an example…. Quinn is my maker as well as yours right?" Puck asked as he returned to his sit, looking at Santana with interest.
Santana nodded her head in agreement
"But although she is our maker… The bond you have with her is different to the bond I have with her. My soul is tied to Quinn's…. Whatever she says… I do. I have no choice…."
Santana arched her eyebrow for a moment as filthy Images started to flutter through her brain…. This sounded a bit too kinky for Santana's taste…
"Until she cuts the bond… I will follow her every footstep and her every command" Puck continued, his voice distant and controlled.
Santana had heard of loyalty… but to be so involuntary loyalty? A loyalty that destroyed the loyal individual itself?
"She didn't even cut the bond so you could be with the woman you love?" Santana whispered, her hate for Quinn growing in every second. "Why didn't you fight it?"
Puck threw his hands up in mocked surrender…. as he clenched his jaw.
"Don't you think I've tried? You can refuse to follow Quinn's commands… Refuse to follow her…. I am Quinn's subservient puppet. I obey without question… Kill without remorse… follow without direction all to please her because it's literally in my nature"
Puck let out a cruel laugh for a moment before he took a sip of his brandy. Of course Santana wouldn't understand… She would always have free will…
"I can't even put an end to my misery because Quinn has forbidden it" Puck growled before throwing his glass against the wall.
The sound of shattering glass sent a cold shiver down Santana's back for a moment. She couldn't even imagine what Puck was going through…. Quinn has practically destroyed him….
"You'd kill yourself?" Santana asked in a hush tone of sympathy.
"Do you know how hard it is waking up every morning trying to convince yourself to wake up? Even though you have no reason to live…. Because you were taken away from her?" Puck whispered before sighing deeply.
Santana's heart broke in that moment as she saw a lone tear escape Puck's cold eyes. It was too much to bear… Santana felt her chest constrict… Until Santana's heart finally shattered as she realized that the love that she had felt for Brittany was not even a scratch on the love and endearment Puck held for Rachel. But Puck had said that a vampire's emotions are intensified…. Would Santana ever feel such pain?
Santana looked away as she took a deep breath, trying to compose herself. This vampire juice was turning her in a cry baby….
"Why don't you go see her? While we're in her "territory"" Santana asked vaguely
Puck shook his head for a moment before a smile appeared on his face once more.
"Because if Rachel found out that Quinn turned you…. All hell would break loose" Puck said before chuckling slightly
"And after the whole Sam scene? Well…. Let's just say… I'm your personal bodyguard until Quinn comes back from the Council Meeting"
"I'm not that bad you know…. He just shouldn't manhandle woman… food or not" Santana defended before she too let out a little snicker.
"I'm really sorry about trying to kill you and all that… you know? It's just… Quinn…." Puck said, the guilt evident in his voice.
"It's okay… I really do understand. Most days I wouldn't but today? Well let's just say stranger things have happened. I mean I'm a vampire dammit."
Puck nodded his head simply before silence filled the room.
"So what do you wanna do? Playstation? Board Games? Sleep?" Puck asked
Santana's face contorted in disgust for a moment before her face light up with an idea.
"Well you know…. If I'm destined to stay with you lot… We might as well go get my car" Santana said slyly.
OH THIS SHOULD BE GOOD….
Puck shook his head….
"Oh No…. That has trouble written all over it" Puck said between chuckles.
"Oh come on. Santana continued, the smirk on her face growing wider and wider.
"You've been missing for 2-3days? You really think no one has noticed that you came back to steal your car?" Puck asked as he looked pointedly at Santana although he couldn't wipe the smirk of his face.
"It's not like we would be stealing it…. Technically… I'm still alive"
A deep roar of laughter escaped Puck's lips before he finally shook his head one last time.
"5mins…. That's all you have?" He finally stated "That car better be worth the ass-wiping Quinn is going to deal out to us"
"Oh Please. I've been here for 3 days and the only time I've seen her is when I was licking blood off her. She's like…. Never here" Santana bit back playfully before smiling rakishly.