Natalie's POV
Court and I were eating the cake we had spontaneously made. My phone rang. I knew who it was. I knew what that person would say. So I grabbed my phone and took the call in my room.
"Nat? Umm...it's Santana. Listen, I left her. You were right. I don't know what to do" I was both happy and sad at the same time. I am the cause of these people's suffering. But it led to meeting Santana. "Where are you?"
"I'm driving around looking for a place to stay" I wanted her to stay with me. I know Courtney would never allow it. I had to help her though. I would always help her. "Find a nice hotel. We'll find somewhere for you to stay tomorrow. If you need anything call me."
"I'm sorry for what I did to you. I really am". I smiled at her comment. I knew she was sorry. But at this moment, the words seemed heavier. As if they had some deeper meaning to them. I walked back into the kitchen and sat down.
Courtney was watching me from the chair she was sitting in curiously. She was gripping her phone in her hands. She looked away from me after some very awkward eye contact. I realized Brittany must have texted her. She didn't look at me as she spoke. "You're leaving too now, aren't you?" I looked down at my hands as I went to sit down. We both knew the answer to that question. She finally looked into my eyes for confirmation. "I understand. Santana is one special girl. " She got up and walked over to me. She stood right I front of my chair and grabbed my hand. "My sister's getting help. I'll make sure she doesn't back away from it. It really sucks that it takes something like this for her to realize what she's done." She started crying at this point.
I took my hand from hers and wiped away her tears. I stood from my chair and gave her one last hug. "I'm sorry all of this happened. I'm truly grateful for your generosity. Will you be ok by yourself?" She pulled away from me and tensed up. She walked a
Way from me and put a chair in between us. "I'll be fine" she said "I was living her alone before you arrived." I knew she was lying. Something was bothering her. She wouldn't be ok by herself. I knew I should find out what's wrong. But I couldn't. Santana needs me. I nodded my head, with great difficulty. If something happened, I would feel responsible. I was prepared to leave her by herself. "I'll stay for tonight. If that's ok with you". She immediately calmed down. She even smiled a little.
I walked over to her and led her to her room. Before I could walk away, she grabbed my hand even tighter. "Please stay with me tonight. We won't do anything if you don't want to". She seemed hurt so I agreed. She pulled me into her room and closed the door. Something she hadn't done since my first day living here. I didn't think twice about it though. Instead I followed her into her bed and let her cult up into me. I didn't mind much. Santana was on my mind. I drifted into sleep with a smile on my face.