"Rach, i gotta warn you" He mumbled into the phone "Santana's coming over and it may not be pretty"
"Please, i can handle her Noah, I'm not some fragile little girl." she muttered back, she was still curled up in his jersey on her bed when he had rung.
"Its not that she's angry Rachel, she's upset and venerable. It's always hard to know what Santana will do when she's upset." he said a little more forcefully. he wasn't speaking loud knowing it may cause Finn some discomfort to know what was exactly going on, especially since both Rachel and Santana hadn't actually ever been friends and they all knew Rachel wouldn't turn her away, no matter what Santana may have said during high school.
"yeah, okay ill tread carefully." she said like an arrogant teen before she paused and lowered her voice slightly knowing there was a 74% chance that Kurt was listening in on their conversation "Call me later?" she asked, knowing all too well he would; they acted as if they were 4 again, and joined at the hip, and really she didn't hate that at all, she liked having that feeling of security she felt whenever she was with him.
She heard a soft chuckle from the other side of the line, she knew he was rolling his eyes at her almost stupid question. "always" he whispered before the line went dead, moments before the doorbell rang.
She pulled herself off the bed and did a once over in the mirror before walking out of her room almost knocking Kurt over, who was standing behind her door, which came as no surprise.
What was a surprise though was when opening the door Santana flinging herself at Rachel as if they had been friends since birth.
Rachel didn't mind though, she never had any close female friends, Kurt only coming so close since he was the more girl than boy so he only half counted. Rachel motioned for Kurt to grab Santana's bag and placed it inside the apartment as Rachel wrapped her arms around the tall Latina and moved her just enough so she could close the door behind them.
The tall Latinas body shook with her powerful sobs which gave Rachel approximately 2 minutes before Santana was a crumpled heap on the floor. So with Kurt's help they moved the Latina into the closest bedroom, which was hers; and then all three of them sat on the end of her bed Santana in the middle her arms still tightly around rachel who slowly rocked her from side to side as she continued to hum one of the songs she knew that Santana liked and Kurt on the other side of Santana soothingly rubbing her back.
xxx
What felt like hours later, Santana had slowly reduced to a silent sob, her body no longer shaking; in reality it had been about 45 minutes since she had burst though Rachel's front door sobbing. Kurt had long since gone saying he had a job interview with some up and coming designer who needed a stylist to help put each piece of clothing together with accessories, Rachel didn't mind and it had seemed that Santana didn't.
They had soon found themselves (Rachel) reclining against her crazy amount of decorative pillows she had pilled on her bed and Santana buried into her side. thankfully Santana had finally caromed down enough to try and tell Rachel what was wrong but that hadn't seemed to be going so well for every time Santana opened her mouth a hiccup would escape; surges her right for not breathing properly (not that you can when crying.)
Rachel slowly ran her fingers through Santana's long raven hair that was sprawled over her chest just watching the Latina as she slowly and steadily calmed down.
"do you want to talk about it" Rachel whispered not wanting to ruin this sudden perfect moment she held with someone she didn't particularly like.
there was a long pause, Rachel watched as the plump red lips of the Latina in her lap opened slightly and nodded.
"Brittany said she never wanted to see me again" the voice Rachel was expecting didn't come, instead those words that left the normally stung worded fierce girl, sounded so small and broken.
"Im so sorry Santana" Rachel whispered, everyone in their glee club knew how much the ditzy blond meant to Santana, Rachel could only imagine how much pain Santana would be in, herself knowing even the heartache she felt when Finn said they were over the latest time had nothing compared to the love Santana held in her heart for Brittany.
"I have nowhere to go Rachel, I'm literally homeless" the Latinas voice cracked and she let out a soft sob. "I was accepted into UCLA and NYU, but i accepted UCLA to be with Brittany in Cali."
Rachel couldn't bear to watch this strong girl, the girl she knew, so broken. Rachel rubbed the soft pad of her thumb under Santana's eyes, whipping tears away.
"You can stay here, Kurt's hardly here; personally i think Blain and Kurt are planing on moving in together once kurt gets a job. My Dads own this place so you wouldn't have to pay rent, just contribute a little, and then you can reapply to NYU in the fall."
Rachel watched as a soft smile slowly pulled at the edges of the Latinas lips into the smirk Rachel knew all to well.
"I don't even remember why i was so horrible to you" She mumbled "Your too nice for your own good Rach," she continued with a dry laugh "But for what its worth Rachel, I'm sorry."
Rachel smiled down at the girl in her lap and simply nodded, they both knew she had accepted Santana's apology and had given the Latina another chance just like she had with Noah, Jesse and Kurt.
Rachel slowly watched as Santana drifted in and out of sleep, she started to softly hum before giggling softly as Santana began to sing along with her.
Daydreamer
Sitting on the sea
Soaking up the sun
He is a real lover
Of making up the past
And feelin up his girl
Like he's never felt her figure before.
A jaw dropper
Looks good when he walks
Is the subject of their talk
He would be hard to chase
But good to catch
And he could change the world with his hands behind his back oh
You can find him
Sitting on your doorstep
Waiting
For a surprise
And he will feel like he's been there for hours
And u can tell that he'll be there for life.
Daydreamer
With eyes that make u melt
He lends his coat for shelter
Plus he's there for u when he shouldn't be
But he stays all the same
Waits for u then sees u through.
There's no way I
Could describe him
What I'll say is
Just what I'm hoping for
But I will find him
Sitting on my doorstep
Waiting
For a surprise
And he will feel like he's been there for hours
And I can tell that he'll be there for life.
And I can tell that he'll be there for life.
xxx
Santana yawned and rubbed her eyes closing again when the doorbell rang. Rachel smiled and told Santana to make herself comfortable, which she got a mumbled 'thank you' in response before Rachel slipped out from under the Latina and crossed the room to her bedroom door, walking into the living room/dining area; but not before she lay a light blanket over Santana and closing the door behind her. The doorbell rang again and Rachel frowned.
"Hang on, ill be there in a minute" she called out as she quickly moved through her apartment and peeked through the looking glass.
She heaved a sigh as she saw a dishevelled and dripping wet Dan standing in her doorway. she contemplated not even bothering with the door, but even when she didn't particularly like someone, she was never one to run away; so she opened the door her hand on her right hip and a small scowl placed on her normally peaceful features.
"What do you want Daniel?" she asked, her voice laced with venom.
Rachel laughed when he lent into kiss her, her hand instinctively moved to slap in, leaving a small red hand-print on his scruffy chin.
"Ill ask again Daniel, what do you want?" knowing he could easily hear her annoyance in her voice.
"I wanted to explain" he said softly looking sullen and gloomy.
"Explain what Dan?" She asked, her voice surprisingly calm, "That you tripped and fell into bed with some beautiful leggy blond?" she spat as if the words left a horrible taste in her mouth.
"She's my step-sister"
"Oh God knows Dan you aren't making this sound any better for yourself" Rachel shook her head slightly, looking disappointedly at him.
"Your a brilliant writer Dan, but i have never desired to be in an open relationship, and you don't make any acception to that rule. So if you wouldn't mind leaving id really love it." she said before closing the door in his face before calling out through the door "and keep the casserole dish, I've got plenty more."
Well this isn't how i would have thought my day was going to turn out…. Rachel thought to herself but her thoughts were cut off by her sharp ringtone coming from the kitchen. Her expression softened when she read the caller ID. Rachel slid her thumb over the screen to unlock the phone and held it to her ear.
"hey" she said softly, her voice sounding like the musical equivalent of melted gold.
"hey babe." his husky voice rang through her brain like he was yelling into her hear. "Finn seems to have crashed and i don't have anything dinner worthy, wanna go to dinner?" he asked.
Rachel's smile brightened just a bit as he suggested dinner, which by the sound of the soft grumble coming from her stomach was a good idea.
"Yeah, id love that. Santana is all cried out and asleep on my bed and Kurt's with Blaine, i could use your company. Meet me at here in 20." she said softly, not really asking him.
He chuckled and agreed before ending the call leaving Rachel in a much better mood than just minutes before.