A/n: After this starts Part. 2! Whoop

Chapter 10

Franklin

"What the hell you smirking about Lopez?" Puck said as soon as he opened the door glancing up and down his street before pulling me in but I already knew the drill. I slowly crept over to his basement door pulling it open and slipping down into the dinghy basement that had a couch and a TV playing ESPN highlights in it.

Puck came down a little later with a six-pack and a carrying case "We haven't done this in a while" he said wagging his eyebrows and setting up shop in front of the TV, I watch shrugging "You haven't invited me over numb nuts you hate when I whip you" he just smirks.

"I like being on top you know that"

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Twenty minutes later I had sweat beading my brow smiling happily as my thumbs work furiously over the remote control as I repeatedly whip Pucks ass in Madden 10 on X- Box 360.

"Damn it fucking Lopez not even Finnessa beats me like this when we fucking play how are you so good at this? Or are you just naturally good at everything?" I roll my eyes "Get your mind out of the gutter okay I already told you when I went official with Brit I'm not interested in your or any other guys dick" I say as he sets up are next game "You'd probably beat me if you didn't pick the damn Bengals every time".

"But you guys broke up she's with my boy Artie now San you need to move on they look good together and he can accept her dude" he takes a gulp of his beer after I intercept the pass he tried to sneak in "And I know what your doing with Rachel isn't real" I had to take a few deep cleansing breaths before throwing off to him.

"Let me make this clear dick head I AM NOT WITHRACHEL" I growl out before leaping over and tackling Puck to the ground because he mocked me rolling his eyes and pushing out his chest, we roll around a minute before he pins me attaching his lips to mine.

"Ouch shit girl don't go biting me now I was just kidding" He holds out his hand for me as we get up and make our way back over to the couch " Did you ever feel anything when we were hooking up or were you like pretending for the sake of the fuck?"

"I have no idea what your rambling about over there you have six seconds to make a play"

"Well you're like capital G gay but we hooked up and you weren't ever really into it like other girls you know" he shrugs running out of ways to explain.

"Oh, well this is getting a bit awkward I don't want to insult your man hood or anything" he side glances at me "No I guess not"

"Yeah that's what I thought but it's okay I mean I always imagined Quinn when I fucked you anyways" I spit up a little of my beer "What? What's funny?"

"Quinn's capital D in Denial dude"

"No she's not shut up, she's not gay she totally digged it when we did it" I see that he's bristling up so I try and skirt around this obviously touchy subject.

"Yeah, yeah" I glance at the time on my phone wincing at the late hour time always flew when I was locked into X- box mode.

"For fucks sake Santana" Puck says as I get another touchdown in handing over my remote I smirk "Here obviously you need to practice, I need to go before my ma flips" he stands and starts leading me out glancing around for his mom who wasn't quite fond of me.

When we get to the front door he gives me a weird one armed hug " We should do this more" I smile and nod throwing back a wave as I start toward my car stomach clinching because I knew I was about to be six feet under when I get home considering I was still very much grounded.

I hated always being right "SANTANA MARIA LOPEZ! Do you have any inclination as to what grounded means? No? Well let me remind you it means straight home from Cheerios or did you even have it today? You know what I'm going to do? Call up your coach and get your schedule"

My face blanches because that was my upper hand I had on my Ma see every other Monday I had no practice and could do whatever I wanted (Usually consisting of driving aimlessly unless I got desperate [which was a lot] and went to Rachel's).

"What Ma no please I'm not lying I was at" I rack my brain trying to think of somewhere I could have been that wouldn't piss off my mom "Uh the… CHURCH!"

Wrong thing obviously cause her whole like demeanor drops and she throws herself into the lounge chair in the living room quite dramatically throwing her hands up " I really just don't know about you anymore, where has my little angel gone?"

Oh shit flash back I look toward the front door counting down in my head.

10

"Well I'm waiting for an answer"

9

"You've become so disrespectful as of late"

8

"Hello? Am I talking to myself over here?"

For your benefit I'm going to tune my mother out so 7,6,5,4,3,2

"Hello anyone home? I need some help with my baggage here"

My mother popped excitedly speed walking into the foyer where my father waited arms outstretched waiting for his Girls to greet him excitedly. My Ma wraps herself around him kissing all over his face excitedly. I watch on from the family room scowling in his direction. My Ma must have noticed my lack of presence in the 'Family' huddle.

"Don't be rude Santana" my Ma hisses at me so I slowly make my way over my mind going a mile a minute my dad wraps his huge arms around me kissing the top of my head whispering how much he missed me and what not. See way back before I knew everything I would have never caught on to the sadness in his voice or the huge brown hickie on his neck like I did now.

I fake smile as I help bring in his suit cases and everything else smile pleasantly as we sit around the table even though it's ten o' clock and I still have school tomorrow and he's the only one eating and Ma's the only one talking.

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"So Sanny how are you? Am I going to be seeing Brittany over my visit?" My Pop says finishing up his tamale standing tucking his shirt back in my Mom looks absolutely gleeful.

"Ernie Santana and Brittany aren't friends anymore" my pop whips around from the sink "What? Why you two were always inseparable"

"Oh, I don't know probably because she was never aloud to stay over here or maybe it was the fact when she did come over here Ma played twenty thousand questions with her about her home life and how liberal Christianity is wrong or maybe because…" I cut my little rant short because the glare my mom was sending my way while my Pop glared at my mom and I looked dejectedly at the floor scowling at it, it was a Lopez glare fest.

"Selena why wasn't Brittany aloud in the house? And why would you question her faith, isn't believing enough?" his voice is soft but stern my Mothers face is slowing going scarlet, I thought she was going to hold it in.

"That, that Peirce girl isn't aloud in this house because a few months back I saw her mother at the market" I roll my eyes every time my Mom see's any Peirce anywhere she gives a play by play of what was wrong with what happened though she usually told me right after it happened "And we got to talking and I found out some very interesting things".

Me and my Pop's faces are matching sort of looking at her like she's slow " See she seemed to think that Brittany and Santana our Santana where in some sort of lesbian relationship, telling me about how happy they were their daughter could find someone like our Santana" my face flushes and I could feel my stomach wanting to heave up everything I ate and drank at Pucks, my father glances quickly over at me before setting his face back over to my mom "So? What did you do about it did you even ask Santana?"

My Mom laughs like legit laughs out loud smacking her hand on the table "No, I knew Mrs. Peirce was lying and I didn't want that delusional girl corrupting our house any more so I told San no Brittany and she's been complying so far it seems even though I have no Idea where she was tonight" and now the faces are back on me.

"Uh I was at…. Quinn's house" my mom's shaking her head.

"I called Judy try again without the lying"

"I was at Katelyn Tarvers house going over routines" another shake of the head.

"Well I wasn't at B's if that's what your thinking she dosen't want anything to do with me"

There's that shit eating grin again "See I don't know if I can even believe that because of all the lies you've been telling lately maybe you two you and Brittany made up this story just so I would get off your back a little bit but you would have to think it up because Brittany's to stupid"

"SHUT UP, Brittany's NOT STUPID YOU DUMB BITCH" I say jumping up sending my chair to the floor my Mom's face contorts into this like crazy angry look and my Dad just stands there like the useless sack of shit he is.

"You want honesty?" I say bringing my voice back down to normally and evening it out "Let me break I down for you. Me and B have been together for awhile now and that's why I stay out most the time so I can go play family over at the Peirce's because it sucks here and they accept me" I say backing toward the stairs "And you know what else? We had HOT LESBIAN SEX on your bed suck on that why don't you Mother".

Then I'm throwing myself up the stairs as fast as I can slamming and locking my door grabbing as much shit as I can and throwing it into my cheerios duffel bag and my book bag. My mom's pounding on the door now yelling at me in Spanish while my dad is yelling at her in Spanish.

I roll my eyes at the dysfunction that is my family before dropping my bags out the window and following suit. Starting my car and backing out getting the hell out of there as fast as I could.

I pull into a space at the school deciding to just sleep in my car for the night then I'll ask around and see if I could find a place to stay tomorrow. I just needed space right now.